My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

This girl was a previous guest, and she cried heartbreakingly when she asked Zhang Hao to help send her father who died in a foreign land back to his hometown. This time, she still looked haggard, with sadness and helplessness in her eyes.

"Come and sit in the back." Zhang Hao took the girl to the reception room in the back.

As soon as she sat down, the girl suddenly knelt on the ground and cried, "I beg you to help me, I will give you as much money as you want!"

Normally, people only become so agitated when their lives are threatened.

Zhang Hao helped the girl up and let her sit on a chair, then said, "I remember your name is Zhang Mengyao, right? Don't cry yet, tell me first, what do you want me to do for you?"

Zhang Mengyao lowered her head and clenched her hands tightly together. Her clothes were somewhat deformed by her clenching, making people worry that they would be torn in the next second.

Zhang Hao began to observe the girl carefully.

She was dressed completely differently from the last time we met.

The last time she came to handle a commission, Zhang Mengyao was dressed very simply, even a little poor.

But this time, she was dressed in designer clothes and had a gorgeous red rose tattooed on her arm.

Tattoos usually have special meanings. If young people don't do it for fashion, then for some people, they must carry some strong emotions or memories.

Moreover, while Zhang Mengyao was talking, she would occasionally reach out and touch her tattoo, her fingers trembling slightly, and it was unclear whether she was afraid or recalling something.

"Can you tell me what you have been through?" Zhang Hao asked.

"I always have dreams... I dream that my boyfriend appears in front of me with blood all over his face and strangles me... My boyfriend seems to be saying something, but I can't hear any sound at all." Zhang Mengyao said.

"You mean, you are haunted by a ghost?" Zhang Hao asked.

"No!" Zhang Mengyao immediately retorted, "My boyfriend should not be dead."

Zhang Hao repeated: "Should?"

"...Yes, I think so. I don't think he is dead, although I can't contact him now...If he is really dead, why would he appear in my dream in that way? What did I do wrong?" Zhang Mengyao said this and wanted to cry again.

Zhang Hao quickly calmed her down: "Okay, I promise to help you, don't cry anymore."

"Really? Thank you! Shall we leave now?" Zhang Mengyao asked.

"You sit here for a while, I need to talk to other people." Zhang Hao said.

He returned to the front, where several others were busy.

Hao Xie saw Zhang Hao coming out and asked quickly, "How is it?"

"Not very optimistic... I may have to take a special order. You guys come with me, just to relax." Zhang Hao said.

"No need, just bring your umbrella with you. We have too much work to do these days." Hao Xie said.

"I know there's a lot of work, but we have more important tasks. If we exhaust ourselves now, how can we fight against that..." Zhang Hao moved his lips, as if trying to find a suitable word to describe it, but he swallowed it back in the end.

He really didn't know what words to use to describe the mastermind behind this.

At this time, Hansan came over and asked, "How about I stay too?"

"Forget it, just come with me. They have been resting for several days, so it would be good to keep them busy." Zhang Hao said.

Fatty Wang came over and whispered, "Why do I feel like you're intentionally distancing yourself from Zhang Hao after you came back this time?"

"He is too worried right now and needs to calm down. It would be bad for us to follow him. In fact, the most important thing is Han San, so let him talk himself." Hao Xie replied.

On the other side, Zhang Hao followed Zhang Mengyao to her school. This is a local key university. To be admitted here, in addition to having a wealthy family, it is more important to have real talent and knowledge. It turned out that Zhang Mengyao belonged to the latter.

Walking into the university campus, Kuang Tang seemed to be infected by the long-lost youthful vitality, and felt that he also became a little younger. But then he thought that he was not that old, but he had experienced too many things in these years, and his mentality was indifferent to the world.

As he walked, Zhang Hao noticed something strange.

Many girls on campus are shrouded in a vague black aura of evil, as if they were wearing a black cloak. Even if they are chatting and laughing, they are obviously not in a good condition.

"I tell you, it really works! As long as you go there once, I guarantee you will fall in love with it!" a girl said excitedly.

"But I heard that this method seems to have some side effects. I'm a little scared... How about we just give up?" The other girl seemed a little hesitant and wanted to back off.

"Haven't you always said that you wanted to try the Weight Loss Fairy's bracelet? Why are you backing down now?" The first girl grabbed her in dissatisfaction.

"I'm not regretting it, I'm just worried that this will be bad for my health..." The conversation between several girls caught Zhang Hao's attention.

Immortals? Are there still such things these days? Zhang Hao walked towards them curiously with a friendly smile on his face.

"My beautiful classmates, what were you talking about just now?" Zhang Hao asked.

The girls originally thought that it was a boy from school who came to chat up with them, and looked disdainful. But after seeing Zhang Hao and Han Shan clearly, their attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

Zhang Hao was a few years older than them, and he exuded a mature charm that the boys in the school didn't have. Although Han Shan didn't say a word, that face was enough to make them forget their previous displeasure.

"We are talking about the weight loss fairy! Are you interested?" a girl responded enthusiastically.

"I'm interested. If you're not busy, I'd like to treat you to a cup of milk tea and we can chat?" Zhang Hao suggested.

Han Shan looked at Zhang Mengyao who was not far away. Zhang Mengyao seemed a little reluctant, but after Zhang Hao gave her a look, she nodded and left silently.

Zhang Hao took a few girls to the school's milk tea shop, ordered a cup of top-quality milk tea for each of them, and then sat down and started chatting.

"Is the immortal you are talking about really that magical?" Zhang Hao asked.

"Really! After I wore that bracelet, I lost one pound a day. I've been using it for half a month and there are no adverse reactions!" The girl in the lead said, and black air seemed to be coming out of her mouth.

Zhang Hao was startled. This evil spirit had already invaded her body, and her internal organs might have been affected. But he didn't show it on his face, and continued to ask: "So how does it work specifically? Can I lose weight by wearing the bracelet?"

"Not really. It seems like I have to sign an agreement with the other party very piously, then drink a glass of water and wear a bracelet. I don't know what the agreement is, but it's like that anyway." The girl explained.

Han Shan frowned after hearing this. No reaction yet?! The evil spirit was almost turning her black. Did these people have to wait until they turned into skeletons before they realized that being healthy was more important than being thin?

"So that's how it is. Thank you, all my beautiful classmates. We have something else to do so we have to leave first. If we meet again in the future, I will continue to treat you to milk tea." Zhang Hao said as he pulled up his umbrella and prepared to leave.

The girls were a little surprised, "Why are you..."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hao asked.

"We thought you took so much trouble to invite us for tea just to add us on WeChat," said a girl.

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Sorry, I forgot just now. Come on, add me." The girls exchanged contact information as they wished and left. The black air behind them seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, as if it was nourished by something invisibly. And the girl who was about to meet the weight loss immortal would probably be surrounded by black air that could not be dispelled soon.

"Why don't you tell those girls the truth?" Han San asked.

"It's useless to tell them, because they chose this transaction, which brought evil spirits to them." Zhang Hao said. Han Shan's eyes widened, "Just because of a bracelet? How is it possible? I don't see anything unusual about the bracelet! It must have been done through other means!"

"You're right, it was indeed through other means. Do you remember those girls said they drank a glass of water? That glass of water may be the medium. But this has nothing to do with us." Zhang Hao said lightly.

"Evil spirits will make people look haggard, and no matter how much they eat, they won't gain weight because they keep devouring people's essence. So..."

The so-called immortal was actually a monster who needed to constantly absorb essence to nourish himself.

"Should we tame this thing? If we let it develop, it may become a big problem in the future."

"There's no need to wait for those girls to realize the influence of the evil spirit. They will naturally take off the bracelets. After all, no one wants to lose their lives."

As he walked, Zhang Hao discovered that many girls in the school were wearing bracelets, and there was a dark evil spirit following behind them.

He passed by these girls with a blank expression on his face, but his fists were quietly clenched.

We arrived at the place where Zhang Mengyao had made an appointment in advance - the school library.

"Where people often stay will leave a scent. Please wait for a moment. I will collect the scent here and then track down your boyfriend's whereabouts."

Zhang Hao put up a soul-chasing talisman and waited for a long time but there was no response from the other party's breath. This breath was neither like death, nor like hiding somewhere.

"Your boyfriend should not be dead." Zhang Hao concluded, "But I don't know where he is now, but what is certain is that he is at least awake."

When Zhang Mengyao heard the result, she suddenly became excited.

"Since he was awake, why didn't he contact me? If he wasn't dead, why did he appear in my dream in that state, as if he was telling me that something had happened to him... This scared me."

Zhang Mengyao cried and cried until her face turned red and she was about to faint.

Zhang Hao looked at her and couldn't help but frowning slightly.

Han San spoke frankly on the side.

"Are you afraid that something will happen to your boyfriend, or are you afraid that your boyfriend will get into trouble because of you?"

Zhang Mengyao was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Hao didn't want Han Shan to be too anxious, so he reached out to stop him and asked the question himself.

"If you were so worried about your boyfriend, why didn't you call the police?"

"I……"

"Because your boyfriend got into trouble because of you, right?"

"It's not because of me! It's really not me!"

Zhang Mengyao's voice was sharp and piercing. She had a look of fear and worry on her face just now, but now she was trying desperately to distance herself from the matter.

"If it wasn't because of you, why didn't you call the police?"

"I don't want to be considered a murderer..."

"That means there's still a chance something could go wrong because of you."

Zhang Mengyao closed her eyes and suddenly felt weak all over.

She didn't know how to explain this.

She was exhausted by the previous experience...

"I didn't kill anyone... but he ran away because we had a fight. I haven't been able to contact him for a week, and I get scared every time I dream about him like that. No matter if he's dead or alive, find him first. If you can contact him... I mean him as a spirit, if you can, and he can confirm that it was because of me, then I will turn myself in, and you don't have to chase me away. But if it wasn't me, I will cut off all ties with him."

Sure enough, this matter is related to Zhang Mengyao.

Zhang Mengyao accepted her fate, sat down and said, "You should have seen it when you came here. Many girls were wearing that bracelet. I wanted to wear it, but he didn't allow me to. We had a big fight about it, and then he disappeared. I couldn't contact him no matter what."

Zhang Mengyao used to think that it was because he had a fight with her and he ran out in agitation, and then something happened.

"Can I ask what's with the tattoo on your arm?"

Zhang Mengyao didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn here. She touched the tattoo curiously and said, "This is a tattoo I got with my boyfriend."

"I seem to see vitality in this tattoo... Can I ask under what circumstances this tattoo was done?"

"I don't remember it very clearly, I think it was in... the tattoo shop on the corner."

"Before I answer your question, I need to go to that store first. You should go to class as usual. I will call you if there is any situation."

"Ok."

Zhang Hao had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Zhang Mengyao.

She shouted from afar behind him: "I must find him! No matter he is dead or alive, I want to see him again!"

"it is good."

After walking a long way, Han Shan asked, "Do you think Zhang Mengyao wants to know the other person's life or death because she is afraid of retribution or because of love?"

Zhang Hao did not respond, but his eyes revealed a hint of contemplation.

When we arrived at the tattoo shop on the corner, we were greeted warmly by the owner.

"Do you two want to get a tattoo? Do you have a favorite pattern? We have a lot of recommendations here, and we guarantee that they are 100% authentic!"

Han Shan was about to speak but was stopped by Zhang Hao.

"I heard that you have a kind of tattoo that is particularly effective. I want to take a look..."

Zhang Hao's words were ambiguous and somewhat ambiguous. The boss's eyes moved between the two of them, and finally he suddenly realized what was going on, and smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared on his face.

"Oh, so that's how it is! Don't worry, as long as it's done by me, I guarantee it will work!"

The boss led them into the store. The studio at the back was dimly lit, without a single ray of light getting in, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Zhang Hao covered his nose exaggeratedly.

"Boss, what's that smell here? Is your store's hygiene not good enough?"

After saying this, he winked at Hansan. (End of this chapter)