I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Hearing me mention this matter, Zhao Wei had no choice but to try to contact two of Zhao Ge's friends.

His two friends are classmates in the same school as Zhao Ge. They are in the same situation as Zhao Ge. How to put it, we are also focusing on graduating from high school.

When they have nothing to do, they hang around outside. Their favorite thing to do every day is to go to Internet cafes to play games, wander around in the street, and do nothing.

Soon, Zhao Wei got in touch with one of his classmates named Cai Kun and asked about the situation that day.

Cai Kun said that that afternoon, they went to the Internet cafe to play games together. In the afternoon, Cai Kun and another classmate had something to do at home and went back early. They originally asked Zhao Ge to leave together, but Zhao Ge said they wanted to play a piece of equipment. , Wait for a while, let them go first.

As for what happened later, Cai Kun didn't know.

The matter ended here, and his two classmates didn't know what happened to Zhao Ge afterwards.

Now I'm having a hard time.

When I was hesitating, the sloppy Taoist suddenly looked at Zhao Wei and said, "You said your son has been sleepwalking for the past two days. When did he sleepwalk?"

"At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, I met him when I went out sleepwalking on the first day. On the second day, I locked him in the room. He couldn't get out, so he kept crying like a woman in the room, scaring him. I dare not sleep all night." Zhao Wei said.

"It seems that we will go home with you tonight, maybe the matter can be resolved." The sloppy Taoist said.

"No problem, as long as my son can be cured, I can do anything." Zhao Wei said excitedly.

I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and was about to ask him why he asked about Zhao Ge's sleepwalking. Suddenly, I seemed to understand something. Zhao Ge's sleepwalking was dominated by resentment. Wei kept blocking Zhao Ge, the ghost couldn't make Zhao Wei fulfill his wish, that's why Zhao Ge became crazy, as long as we follow Zhao Ge who is sleepwalking, maybe we can find out some clues.

It has to be said that the Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect still have some skills.

In terms of subduing demons and eliminating demons, he is no worse than me.

"Okay, I'll go to your house tonight." I looked at Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei nodded again and again, and suddenly asked a little embarrassedly: "Little brother, I don't know how you charge here, whether the price is expensive or not, I ride a tricycle, and I don't have much money on me. If you tell me the number, I can prepare for it." one time."

Uncle Hu Zi hurriedly said: "My young master makes a move, no matter how you say it, you need 10 yuan to start. This is the minimum consumption."

When Zhao Wei heard this, his expression changed immediately, and he said dumbfounded, "So much... I don't have that much money."

I glared at Uncle Huzi, and quickly smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. It's important to save your son first. Then you just look at it and give it to you. Do your best. If it can't be cured, you won't get a cent."

In this way, Zhao Weicai felt relieved.

Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened.

Uncle Hu Zi drove the car, took their father and son, me and the sloppy Taoist priest, and walked towards Zhao Wei's house.

It took more than an hour to arrive at Zhao Wei's home.

Zhao Wei lived in a very remote village in Yanbei. It was unimaginable that this middle-aged man had traveled such a long distance with his son on a tricycle, and it took more than an hour to drive. If so, at least two or three hours.

Zhao Wei's home is very dilapidated, without a woman to take care of it, it looks messy.

Zhao Ge still looked stupid, sometimes he would giggle, and most of the time he was talking to himself. I leaned over to listen carefully, but I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

After returning home, Zhao Wei poured tea for us, then sent Zhao Ge to his bedroom, brought him food, and fed him bit by bit.

Really pity the parents of the world.

Seeing this scene, I suddenly thought of my own parents. I haven't seen each other for many years. If I meet again, I don't know if they will recognize me.

In my impression, my parents are still the same as when I was a child, and I really want to see them.

As time drew near, the desire to return to Jiushan Village became more urgent.

After Zhao Ge returned to the bedroom, he lay on the bed and fiddled with his phone, not knowing what he was doing.

At this time, the slovenly Taoist patted me on the shoulder, called me to the yard, and whispered, "Little Jie, have you found a problem?"

"What's the problem?" I wondered.

"The mobile phone Zhao Singer is holding is the latest model that is popular nowadays, and it costs at least seven or eight thousand. His old man rides a tricycle, so I guess he can't afford such a mobile phone?" The sloppy Taoist said suddenly.

His words also reminded me that I also have some impressions of the mobile phone Zhao Singer is holding. When Yang Mengfan came to my house to play a few days ago, I also saw the mobile phone he was holding in his hand. It is the same one as Zhao Singer.

I don't have too many requirements for the mobile phone, as long as it can make calls, so I don't care about this detail, but the sloppy Taoist has noticed.

The mobile phone Zhao Singer is holding is indeed expensive.

So we went back to the house and asked Zhao Wei where the cell phone in his son's hand came from.

Zhao Wei said that Zhao Ge borrowed it from his classmate for a few days, but Zhao Wei is not sure whether he borrowed it or not.

And with Zhao Ge's appearance like this, there must be nothing to ask from his mouth.

Next, we can only wait, waiting for Zhao Ge to sleepwalk tonight.

Time passed little by little, and after Zhao Ge lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

A few of us stayed in the living room.

Around eleven o'clock in the evening, suddenly, there was a burst of crying from a girl from Zhao Ge's room, like weeping and complaining, and all of us felt a little panicked when we heard it.

Zhao Wei wanted to interrupt his son's crying, but I stopped him. I quietly walked to the door to have a look, and found that Zhao Ge was crying with the mobile phone, crying very sadly.

At this time, the resentment on Zhao Ge's body became more intense, but no ghost was found on him.

After crying until one o'clock, Zhao Ge fell asleep again.

A few of us were also a little sleepy, a little drowsy, and Uncle Hu Zi fell asleep sitting on the sofa and snoring.

At about two o'clock, the slovenly Taoist suddenly patted me lightly and pointed towards Zhao Ge's room.

I followed his gaze, but I saw Zhao Ge coming out with dull eyes, tiptoes on the ground, and walked out of the house like a marionette.

"Come on." I whispered.