The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretending to be a ghost No. 14 days Bawang Mandarin Duck Milk Tea 8888 yuan/cup

"Old Zhang, go this way."

After sitting in the car for half a day, Jiang Yiming opened his eyes, found an address on the phone map, and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder as a signal.

Old Zhang turned his head to look at him and nodded.

Bao Qiwen came over to look, "No. 334 Qiming Road? Where is this?"

"Mrs. Duan Fei." Jiang Yiming said in a low voice, pinching his brows.

"...You can figure it out?" Bao Qiwen was stunned, "You should go to work in the missing persons investigation department."

Jiang Yiming paused, and squinted his eyes to look at the other party, as if he was looking at a fool: "...it doesn't depend on everything, I still have eyes to see."

"When I was at Duan Fei's house before, I saw a business card on the dressing table in the master bedroom. The business card was carefully hidden. There was only one contact person 'Qing Wu' on it, and the other party's address, No. 334 Qiming Road. "Jiang Yiming explained.

Bao Qiwen still didn't understand: "What does that have to do with Duan Fei's wife being there?"

Jiang Yiming sighed softly: "You have never heard of the word Qingwu?"

"Xiaosheng never." Bao Qiwen gritted his teeth politely, and replied in a fake manner.

"..." Jiang Yiming rubbed his nose, "'Choose an auspicious place, don't wait for Qingwu; turn into a forest of merit, all will become white cranes.' The so-called Qingwu refers to the art of geomancy and the principles of Fengshui. Of course, Some people also believe that the earliest Fengshui master was Qingwuzi, and Qingwu has become synonymous with Fengshui masters."

Bao Qiwen nodded clearly: "So—?"

"Duan Fei's house is full of magical treasures that gather spirits and gather Fengshui. The layout of the entire master bedroom can be seen to have obvious changes at a glance. In addition, his wife has always wanted to know where her missing child is, whether it is dead or alive. , then the person she turned to for help should be this 'Qingwu'." Jiang Yiming said.

"She was missing for three days, and just three days ago, the entire small street of Qiming Road had a circuit failure. The street lost power and lighting, and the residential area was not notified in advance. There were many complaints." Jiang Yiming forwarded the news he just found to Bao Qiwen, "The timing is very coincidental, so there is a reason to check it out."

Bao Qiwen understood now.

In fact, it can't be blamed that his first reaction when he saw Jiang Yiming was "forget it". After all, the first time he met Jiang Yiming, it was inseparable from this.

He met Jiang Yiming at University A, where Jiang Yiming was studying for graduate school, and it was only about a year ago. At that time, he had a popular actress with him, and he happened to be filming at University A.

Bao Qiwen immediately fell in love with Jiang Yiming who was lying on the lawn and taking a nap, and ran over to ask him if he was interested in joining the entertainment industry.

Jiang Yiming's first words after opening his eyes left a deep impression on Bao Qiwen for the rest of his life.

"You have an elderly mother, call her and ask her to come out of the house slowly, don't take the elevator, take the stairs." The young man looked at him, frowning slightly.

Bao Qiwen was still thinking, this young man has a pair of beautiful eyes, caramel-colored, which look extraordinarily transparent in the sun, and the color of the outer circle of the pupil will become very light, so beautiful.

"What?" Bao Qiwen was taken aback by the other party's request, "Our house is on the eighth floor, and my mother's legs and feet are inconvenient..."

"Call as soon as you are told." Jiang Yiming interrupted impatiently, "When you come out of the house, don't take the elevator or the stairs, do you understand?"

Bao Qiwen didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt a little flustered. He hesitated to dial the phone and told the old man what Jiang Yiming said.

Then, about ten minutes later, Bao Qiwen received a call from the old man, and he was still a little breathless: "Wenwen, the house is on fire, come back quickly!"

Bao Qiwen was a little dumbfounded on the spot, and he didn't have time to think about how the young man would have predicted it more than ten minutes in advance, so he hurried home.

The fire was brought under control by the fire brigade and did not spread to other houses.It's just that there are too many flammable things piled up in the old man's house, and small explosion accidents happen from time to time during the fire fighting process.

"Fortunately, there is no one at home, otherwise it would be dangerous." The fire department said.

Bao Qiwen nodded in gratitude.

When he went to find Jiang Yiming again, Jiang Yiming looked at him and said before he spoke: "Your relationship road is quite bumpy."

Bao Qiwen, who just broke up with his girlfriend who had been running for five years, swallowed his saliva: "How do you know?"

"The palace of wives and concubines is on red light." Jiang Yiming pointed to Bao Qiwen's brow bone, "Don't be sad, it's meaningless to force something that doesn't suit you. It's yours, so you'd better not miss it."

Bao Qiwen blinked, but did not understand what Jiang Yiming meant.

"Are you looking for me to be a star?" Jiang Yiming suddenly changed the subject and asked back.

It was only then that Bao Qiwen remembered the reason why he took the initiative to find Jiang Yiming for the first time, "Yes. You look very good."

"Oh, I don't make vases."

Bao Qiwen: "..."

To sum up, Bao Qiwen has no doubts about Jiang Yiming's fortune-telling ability.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yiming's reluctance to do fortune telling for others casually, he would definitely ask Jiang Yiming to take a share of every script he received to see if it became popular.

A car of people drove to Qiming Road, Qiming Road is a snack street full of large and small shops.

A group of people found No. 334. The store looked like a tea restaurant. There were many people sitting in it, each with a cup of milk tea, but everyone looked haggard, or decadent and depressed.

Bao Qiwen whispered beside Jiang Yiming, "I don't think there's something right here. No one seems happy."

Jiang Yiming glanced at him, didn't answer, turned to the waiter at the counter and said, "I want to see Qingwu."

The waiter lazily didn't even bother to raise his eyes, and pointed at the group of people holding milk tea in the store: "They all want to see Qingwu. Buy a cup of milk tea and wait in line."

After she finished speaking, she tapped on the price list placed against the wall.

Bao Qiwen leaned over to look, and took a deep breath.

Overlord Mandarin Duck Milk Tea: 8888/cup

Mandarin duck milk tea: 3888/cup

"Only these two?" Bao Qiwen asked.

The waiter snorted: "No more."

Bao Qiwen turned to Jiang Yiming and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Line up?"

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes and dragged Bao Qiwen out of the store.

"It's not that you really come to see Qingwu, what kind of line are you in?" He muttered, looking at the small shop, and then at the ordinary residential buildings on the second floor of the shop.

Jiang Yiming went straight to the back door of the shop.

Few people will pass by the back alleys, and many residents will hang their clothes from the balcony of their homes to dry, like colorful flags fluttering.

"Since the power outage two days ago, the electricity in my house has not been good, how about you?"

"Yes, the light bulb keeps flickering, and it doesn't work after changing it three or four times."

"The air conditioner in our house is also the same. It's suddenly very cold, and it's useless to call the property."

"That's all. My house is next to that person. I heard someone crying in the house every day for the past two days. It scared me to death."

"Crying scares you to death?"

"I don't cry during the day, but I always cry in the middle of the night, are you afraid?"

"...I'm afraid of death."

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked at the neighbors who were carrying small wooden stools and sitting at the door chatting about the mountains. He took off his coat and threw it to Bao Qiwen, revealing that he was wearing a black racerback vest underneath, and walked away. In the past: "Auntie, I'm the inspector sent by the property management. Is it convenient for Fang to take me to see the problem now?"

"It's so late?" An old lady looked at Jiang Yiming suspiciously, "It's past ten o'clock in the evening."

"The property owner made an appointment with me tomorrow." Jiang Yiming said, "But I'm passing by here after get off work, so I just stopped by to ask. If you don't mind, then I'll come back tomorrow afternoon." After finishing his work, he was about to leave.

"It's okay, there are people at home. Young man, come up with me first. Our house is on the third floor, which is not high." A person quickly stopped him and said, "Our air conditioner always has problems, and if we sleep for another night, we will catch a cold. Already!"

"Okay." Jiang Yiming smiled with a good temper, and quietly avoided the other party's grabbing his hand, he said, "Auntie, go ahead and lead the way."

Seeing Jiang Yiming's nonsense without changing his face, Bao Qiwen opened his eyes wide in surprise—this let him get involved?then what do I do? ?

Jiang Yiming climbed up to the second floor, waved to Bao Qiwen at the window, and signaled him to go back first.

Bao Qiwen pointed to the car parked outside, indicating that he was waiting in the car.

This kind of old-fashioned residential building can accommodate seven or eight households on the first floor. After Jiang Yiming climbed up to the third floor, he casually looked at this floor, and saw a bunch of mugwort leaves hanging on the door of every household, some even withered. Didn't take it off either.

He raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Auntie, do you like to hang this on the door here?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across the face of the aunt who was asked, and she whispered, "Everyone is superstitious about this, so I'll follow the Romans when I go to the countryside."

She opened the door and let Jiang Yiming in.

A half-height mirror was pasted on the shoe cabinet facing the door. Jiang Yiming sighed when he saw the mirror.

The mirror can dispel evil spirits, but it is particular about where to stick it.

Posting directly to the gate like this, it is better to say that you invite things directly to the door of the house.

He saw that there were wheels installed under the shoe cabinet, and it would move with a slight push, so he pretended to be leaning on the overshoe cover of the shoe cabinet, and pushed the mirror to the side, forming an included angle of about thirty degrees. Melt it down a little bit.

After entering the door, this is a small house, the bathroom and the kitchen are squeezed together, the living room and the bedroom are combined into one, a dining table is separated by an open space, and the whole room is in a mess with nowhere to rest.

Jiang Yiming looked around, walked to the open window, the window was facing outwards, pressed an anti-theft iron bar, and was very close to the windows next door to the left and right, almost within reach of his hand.

He frowned, and touched the nicks on the iron rail with his fingers, a little deformed.It looked like it was deformed by human hands, and the fingerprints were not clear, but when Jiang Yiming stretched out his hand to pinch the iron railing, it almost matched the traces that fell on it.

Iron has the effect of inhibiting damage to the soul, and the traces on it are likely to be left by ghosts.

Jiang Yiming turned his head to ask the owner if he had encountered any strange phenomena, but suddenly saw a woman's face pressed against the window in the next window, staring at him blankly and silently.

Jiang Yiming paused.