The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 395

"Mage? What mage?"

Qian Qingfeng stared at Wang Xiang with staring eyes, suppressed his anger and said, "I think you are just mentally ill, and you bring all kinds of dirty people home, and you think you didn't bring enough men?"

"Qian Qingfeng, you want to get a divorce again, don't you? Don't think I don't know. You're hooking up with that little vixen outside?"

As Wang Xiang said, he sat down on the floor, patted his thigh and began to cry: "Why is my life so hard, ohhhh, I think I might as well hit my head to death !"

"Then you bumped into you, I spent a lot of effort to find Chen Hao, no one can stop me!"

If Chen Hao hadn't been on the sidelines, Qian Qingfeng would have lost his temper with Wang Xiang.

With a cold snort, he turned his head, forced a tired smile and said to Chen Hao: "Chen Hao, I made you laugh. Tiantian's room is upstairs, and I will take you there."

"Well, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Chen Hao smiled, and followed Qian Qingfeng upstairs.

Qian Qingfeng opened the door of his daughter Qian Tiantian's bedroom. Before he could go in, a large cloud of gray smoke gushed out towards the door.

"Cough cough."

Chen Hao couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his nose, Qian Qingfeng scolded beside him with a stern face: "Made, who did you believe in the nonsense and invited a mage to do it, what a loser!"

"Director Qian, let's go in and take a look."

"it is good."

Chen Hao and Qian Qingfeng walked into the smoky room. In a thick cloud of smoke, a middle-aged man in a Taoist uniform could vaguely see a series of strange movements with a talisman in his left hand and a mahogany sword in his right. At the same time, there are still words in his mouth.

And on the wall opposite the bed, hang a gossip mirror high up, facing the position of the bedside table, reflecting a few faint rays of light in the smoky room.

When he heard the door of the room open, the voice of the Taoist chanting mantra immediately became louder.

He took a sip of water, and then read aloud in his mouth: "I contain the world, curse poison to kill ghosts, curse gold and gold to destroy themselves, curse trees and trees to collapse, curse water and water to dry up, curse mountains and mountains to collapse, and curse stones to destroy themselves." Stones crack themselves, curse gods and gods to bind themselves, curse ghosts to commit suicide..."

"Hurry up as a decree, decree!"

After chanting the mantra, the Taoist spit out all the water in his mouth, sprayed it on the mahogany sword in his hand, and then waved the mahogany sword in a flurry of dances, jumping around in front of Qian Tiantian's bed.

When Chen Hao saw this scene, he almost died laughing.

From this point of view, he is a swindling Taoist priest who dares to bluff and deceive while wearing a Taoist uniform bought from Taobao for nine yuan.

Messing around like him will not have any effect on improving Qian Tiantian's symptoms, but will aggravate her inner depression.

"Chen Hao, what do you think? Do you think this is useful?" Qian Qingfeng turned to ask Chen Hao because he didn't know whether the Taoist's practice would be effective.

Chen Hao smiled lightly: "There are eggs."

After a pause, he said to Qian Qingfeng: "Director Qian, if you really believe me, tell this quack priest to stop immediately. If he continues to practice, it will only aggravate your daughter's condition."

Qian Qingfeng firmly believed in Chen Hao's words now.

He immediately scolded: "Get out immediately!"

Since Qian Tiantian was still lying on the bed, Qian Qingfeng was afraid of scaring her, so he deliberately kept his voice to a minimum, but the anger in his tone did not diminish in the slightest.

The Taoist staggered in fright, and almost stuck the talisman in his hand to his leg.

He supported the hat on his head, waved the mahogany sword and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who?" Qian Qingfeng sneered, "I'm the head of the family!"

As soon as he heard that the male master of the family had returned, the Taoist restrained his arrogance a little and said, "Then you came just in time, you can get me a bowl of chicken blood right now, the blood of a living rooster."

Before Qian Qingfeng could speak, Chen Hao asked with a joking smile, "Excuse me, master, the blood was all brought to you, so how could this rooster be alive?"

The Taoist was taken aback, because the room was full of smoke, so he couldn't see the expression on Chen Hao's face clearly, but it was not difficult to hear from his voice, the words were full of irony.

"That's the blood that I didn't make clear just now, the rooster that was about to live. Do you understand? If you understand, get it for me right away."

After a pause, the Taoist priest added: "Also, don't just walk in when I practice next time, and disturb my practice, the consequences will be very serious."

"Oh? How serious is it?" Chen Hao asked curiously.

"Stinky boy, why do you ask so many questions? If you're an amateur, don't ask so many questions if you don't understand." The Taoist said arrogantly.

Seeing that the Taoist priest pretended to be aggressive and pretended to be addicted, Chen Hao simply followed his words and continued to ask: "Then, master, have you caught a ghost?"

"Wait a little longer, didn't I ask you to prepare chicken blood?" The Taoist said impatiently.

"I don't think there is any need to prepare chicken blood."

Chen Hao folded his hands on his chest, and said with a sneer: "A charlatan like you, no matter how much blood you give, you won't be able to make a name for yourself."

"You fart! I said you are a layman, how can you understand the process of my practice?"

The Taoist priest was obviously a little annoyed, so he even said such vulgar words as "you fart".

Chen Hao was not annoyed, and asked with a smile: "Then do you know why this little girl lying on the bed became like this?"

The Taoist priest was a little stunned by the question, and he was stunned for a few seconds before replying: "Evil ghosts haunted me, and I bumped into something unclean!"

Hearing this general and perfunctory answer, Chen Hao said in a deep voice: "Evil ghost? Then what do you see that evil ghost looks like? Unclean things, do you know what those unclean things are?"

The two consecutive questions made it impossible for the Taoist priest to say a word.

He looked at Chen Hao with a guilty conscience and said, "You won't understand even if you tell me. Asking so many questions will only disturb my practice!"

"Ha ha."

Chen Hao chuckled, looked at the thin figure lying on the bed, huddled up in fear, and said: "Then do you know that she is awakened by nightmares every night, and hides in the closet in fear? Do you know that the reason why she has nightmares every day is because Why are you afraid of contacting your classmates in school?"

The Taoist who said this was stunned for a while, because Wang Xiang had never told him about the little girl's symptoms before.

But Qian Qingfeng, who was standing on the side, admired Chen Hao even more, because he had never told Chen Hao about these symptoms, but Chen Hao said it completely correctly.

It seems that he really did not ask the wrong person!

"What you said must have been told to you in advance, so what's there to pretend to say?" the Taoist said disdainfully.

Chen Hao ignored the Taoist's ridicule, and said sharply: "All this is because she is afraid that her parents will leave, and she is afraid that the originally beautiful family will be torn apart!"

"She was afraid that the depression in her heart would accumulate and become a heart disease, so she locked herself in a cabinet at home and refused to communicate with her classmates at school!"

　grateful.A reward of 100 book coins!Happy Children's Day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)