Thriller Night Talk

"puff!"

Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan laughed unkindly.

"What are you laughing at! Ah!?"

Dad Wei was about to explode, wishing he could rush over with a razor in his hand, and let his son experience the despair of having no eyebrows or eyelashes.

Wei Fuyuan immediately withdrew his smile and sat upright, pretending to be listening carefully.

Dad Wei gave his unfilial son a hard look, suppressed his anger, and continued talking.

After seeing that his eyebrows and eyelashes had all fallen out, Dad Wei was taken aback. He went straight to the hospital that day, was referred to a dermatology department, and asked for help from the doctor.

In fact, the old expert who received the treatment has been a doctor for 30 years and has never seen such a case. He can only speculate based on experience that it may be caused by an allergy to the cream.

As a result, Dad Wei had just returned home from the hospital, and before he had time to take the medicine as prescribed, he discovered that a layer of thin and short fluff had grown on his face, which was still smooth during the day, like a moldy boiled egg... …

Wei Fuyuan nodded: "And then?"

"Then, the hairs grow longer and longer!"

Dad Wei's expression was heavy, his voice was sad and indignant, his grievance couldn't be more serious.

"Three days! It's grown like this in three days!"

Yes, the yellow hair on Wei's father's face was as if he had eaten Jinkela. It grew rapidly. In just three days, it grew from a layer of short down to the length of a little finger.Dad Wei has also completely changed from a slightly mellow middle-aged handsome guy to an atavistic hairy man.

For a businessman who needs to deal with many people every day, this strange disease is undoubtedly very fatal.

In order to deal with this messy face, Wei's father and Wei's mother have tossed themselves physically and mentally exhausted for more than ten days.

The two elders tried every method they could think of.

Father Wei first ran to the three best large hospitals in Fengxing City, and found the best specialist doctor in the hospital, but no matter whether it was consultation or physical examination, blood drawing or microscopic examination, filming or sectioning, the experts did not know what to do. I can find out which system of the body is wrong, and of course I can't tell the cause. The medicine prescribed, whether it is external or oral, has no effect after eating and applying it.

There is no other way, Wei's mother can only take Wei's father to a beauty salon, and first use physical means to temporarily remove the hair on his face.

However, no matter whether it is by shaving or plucking, I have tried the hair removal cream and hair removal device one by one, and it is difficult to remove it. Dad Wei suffered a lot during the hair removal process. Got knocked out.

The most tragic thing is that even if you manage to lose part of the facial hair, you only need to sleep for one night, and when you wake up the next day, it is guaranteed to grow back to its original shape—the pain of cutting flesh with a blunt knife is considered in vain!

Recalling this period, Dad Wei seemed to recall the severe pain he experienced during physical hair removal at the same time, with grief and indignation, and his voice was crying.

"It hurts! It really hurts!"

He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, "If I can't get rid of this hair, I can't keep seeing people!? I have to pluck my hair every day, do I want to live!"

Wei Fuyuan: "..."

This was really miserable, and he really felt sorry for his old father.

"Also, it's not over yet."

Pa Wei paused, then stretched out his right hand, and lifted the sleeve of the silk pajamas.

Wei Fuyuan: "!!"

He saw that his father's right arm had also grown a layer of yellow and white long hair.

"In the last few days, I've also started to grow hair on my arms."

Dad Wei put down his sleeves, and said sadly, "If this goes on, I will really turn into a hairy monster before long."

"Oh, that's right..."

Sitting next to her, Mother Wei let out a long sigh, with a heavy expression on her face: "We can't let things go on like this."

Speaking of this, she lowered her voice, "We thought about it, and we think... this matter, could it be..."

Her lips twitched, "Is it haunted?"

Wei Fuyuan raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously opened his eyes.

Now he is very proficient in doing this, it can almost be said that his mind moves at will, opening and closing freely.

In the vision of Wei Fuyuan's sky eye, his father and mother both had a bright orange halo, which was obviously a sign of good health and good luck.

- This is strange.

Wei Fuyuan subconsciously turned his head and looked around.

He didn't find any yin or evil things in this master bedroom.

"Actually, it's not necessarily haunted."

Wei's mother thought that her son was scared when he heard the word "haunted", and quickly explained:

"Let's just think, it's not good to say, your dad is out of touch, or..."

After a little hesitation, she still expressed her conjecture:

"Or offended someone and was punished."

But all business people are more or less superstitious about Feng Shui and metaphysics, and usually like to use this kind of topic as a topic of conversation when they get together.Ever since Qian Wei Fuyuan accompanied his father to go out to socialize, he had heard all sorts of strange things from uncles and uncles, so he was not surprised by his parents' assumptions.

"It is indeed possible."

Wei Fuyuan nodded: "Then do you have anyone to suspect?"

Wei's father and Wei's mother opened their eyes wide, staring at Wei Fuyuan in surprise.

The second elder knows his son very well.

Wei Fuyuan is an atheist, he has always disbelieved and disdained things about strange powers and gods.

Originally, Wei's father and Wei's mother thought that their son's filial piety would be commendable if he didn't open his mouth, but he didn't expect Wei Fuyuan to run away from home for more than half a year. agreed with their opinion.

Wei Fuyuan: "What?"

Wei's father and Wei's mother looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

"Hey! In business, if you say you don't want to offend people at all, then of course it's impossible..."

Dad Wei replied:

"But son, you know me...I am a person, no matter what, I won't turn people's crimes into crimes and insist on punishing me!"

Wei Fuyuan frowned and nodded slowly.

Indeed, his father was born to do business.

In the eyes of outsiders, Dad Wei has a bold personality, decisive actions, and loyalty. He has a "big brother" aura. He is reliable and responsible at critical moments.

As a matter of fact, Dad Wei is clearly thoughtful, meticulous, able to quickly analyze the pros and cons in a short period of time, and often can quickly make the most favorable choice for the development of the matter. In terms of dealing with people, he can be said to be "successful" model.

As far as his father's level of "being a human being" is concerned, even if he can't please everyone, he won't be able to offend people to such an extent that he can't be resolved.

In addition, Dad Wei has always adhered to the principle of "a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way", and never deducts costs and salaries, and the possibility of major disputes with others over money is not very high...

Wei Fuyuan looked at Beiquan:

"What do you think?"

Beiquan smiled slightly at Wei Fuyuan, shook his head lightly, "I have to take another look."

Wei Fuyuan understood immediately.

He turned to his parents, "So what are you going to do?"

"Hey, we have already invited Daoist Wang to come over."

Mother Wei sighed again, "He'll be here tomorrow."

Pa Wei touched his furry cheeks, and said sadly:

"I hope Daoist Wang can help me get rid of this facial hair."

Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan frowned again.

The "Wang Daoist" that the two elders said was the most trusted master of mystic arts.

Wei's father and Wei's mother have known the Taoist priest surnamed Wang for more than ten years.

Wei Fuyuan remembered that Wang Daochang was about 60 years old, a person from Jiangyou, who practiced Taoism in Longhu Mountain when he was young. The yin and yang house makes a living.

Wang Daochang is eloquent and has some real skills. He has a good reputation among the wealthy merchants in Fengxing City. Wei's father and Wei's mother also trust him. If there are any questions related to Feng Shui, he is mostly asked to help solve them—the biggest One deal is to ask Daoist Wang to supervise the whole process of repairing the big house where Wei's father and Wei's mother live now.

"Since Wang Daochang came out, it should be fine."

Wei Fuyuan smiled and comforted his parents, "Don't worry, wait for him to come over tomorrow and see what he says."

Wei's father and Wei's mother have been tortured by strange diseases these days, and they are already in a state of physical and mental exhaustion. Wang Daochang is their life-saving straw.

Seeing that their son agrees with their ideas now, Wei's father and Wei's mother breathed a sigh of relief together, and at the same time gave birth to an inexplicable sense of comfort, feeling that Wei Fuyuan has indeed grown a lot after being away from home for half a year, and even learned to comfort his parents .

In this way, even looking at Beiquan, an uninvited visitor, the two elders suddenly felt much more pleasing to the eye.

Mother Wei coughed and said to her son, "Since you're back, let's stay here..."

She turned her head to look at Beiquan, her expression and tone were rather awkward, "As for your...friend, let's stay for one night too."

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That's how things settled.

Originally, Mother Wei asked Beiquan to "stay for one night" because she wanted to clean up another guest room for him.

But Wei Fuyuan is such a wife-protecting person, how can he let his wife suffer the slightest grievance?

He said "The bed in my room is big enough", and he couldn't help but lead Beiquan to his room.

Wei Fuyuan's room was on the third floor of the villa. Although it was not as large as the master bedroom, it was at least an executive suite in a five-star hotel.

Before lunch, Beiquan carefully visited her boyfriend's bedroom with great interest.

Wei Fuyuan's bedroom faces south.

On the south side of the room is a floor-to-ceiling window that almost occupies one wall. Standing in front of the window, you can see the garden and the main entrance of the courtyard wall.

A huge double-top bookcase divides the entire room into two. The side near the floor-to-ceiling windows is the living room that doubles as a study, and the inner side is the sleeping place.

"Yes, this desk is much more beautiful than my desk in 'Santuchuan'."

Bei Quan reached out and touched the custom-made solid wood desk—it was clean and spotless, apparently even when the owner was away, there was someone specially assigned to clean it for him.

"Just your crappy company!"

Wei Fuyuan hugged Beiquan from behind, and pulled him into his arms, "It's said that the dangerous building is flattering it..."

Young Master Wei originally wanted to say that he would help you change to a better working environment in the future, but after thinking about it, he has not yet reconciled with his parents, and his card has been frozen, and he has to rely on Beiquan's salary to "support" him. The rhetoric of "changing houses" was swallowed back.