"Ah? You don't remember anything?" Jiang Rong was anxious. It seemed that it was difficult to find Brother Kui from Wenwen. She didn't remember it, what should I do? "Then, do you still remember telling me about the 4444 phone number?"

“4444? What 4444?”

Han Wenwen seemed like an outsider, and she looked indifferent and indifferent about the topics Jiang Rong and Chen Jun were talking about.

Jiang Rong said that just ten minutes before Aunt Luo’s death, that was when she called Wenwen on the road. Wenwen received a strange call, and the number displayed was 4444.

"Impossible, show me your phone."

"No need to read it, Wenwen told me, there was nothing when she saw it."

Chen Jun looked at Wenwen, Jiang Rong, and looked at the watch on his wrist. He sighed and said, "Be careful here, I have to go to work."

Wenwen seemed to have become a different person, no longer the sadness and sorrow she had before. Jiang Rong had a question in her heart. What did Brother Kui do to Wenwen? Judging from her appearance, it should not be a bad thing. She gently held her hand, smiled reservedly and said, "Let's go out for a walk?"

As soon as he walked out of the room, Jiang Rong carefully observed that the haze in Wenwen's eyes disappeared. A gentle breeze blew towards him, looking up at the few green trees in the community. The breeze blew, swaying its quiet leaves, and scattered with tiny light projecting on the ground, trembling.

The noise in the community comes from the doorstep. There are many vendors who set up stalls, including shoe repairers, vegetables, and clothes repairers. The worst thing is that there are two fortune tellers who set up stalls.

Han Wenwen told Jiang Rong that her mother likes to sit in front of the fortune telling stall the most. She doesn't tell fortunes, so she just listens there... Occasionally I can't help but talk a few words, and sometimes I annoyed the fortune teller and scolded her fiercely, but I didn't dare to do anything to her.

Luo Damei is so awesome. She can really talk about fortune telling. What about Zi Chou Yin Mao, Jia Yi Bing Ding, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of a mouse will make holes when he is born. It's not bragging, but it's true. If you take a look at your face, she can convince people with a firm eye.

This is the first time Han Wenwen has walked in the community with Jiang Rong after her mother passed away. I remember the benefits of Luo Damei, so I often say something to myself: "Wenwen, come out for a walk? Alas! Your mother is a good person, it's a pity."

When talking about mother, Han Wenwen's eyes became wet. She should not force herself to calm down and respond to other people's kind greetings.

The fortune teller at the door knew Han Wenwen and secretly praised her for being handsome and blessed... She was jokingly not born by Luo Damei, regardless of temperament, temperament, behavior, words and deeds.

When Jiang Rong accompanied Han Wenwen to the door, the stalls on the opposite side all looked at them strangely.

"What are you looking at? Boring!" Wenwen was angry and scolded in a low voice.

Rongrong didn't know these people and was too lazy to pay attention to them. She suggested that Wenwen go for a walk in a nearby park...

Someone waved to Han Wenwen on the other side. The ink-black lenses couldn't see the person's eyes clearly. But it gave Jiang Rong the feeling that something seemed to be hidden in the bottomless eyes behind the lenses...

"Don't go over..." Jiang Rong grabbed Han Wenwen and whispered.

"It's okay, I know the uncle next to me." In fact, Han Wenwen wanted to get Ji Yan from fortune telling, but her mother died suddenly. What exactly is the problem? And what Rongrong mentioned just now always feels very slim and unreal? It seems that it has never happened at all.

At first, the two of them stood there and watched the fortune teller telling the other person. The fortune teller seemed to be very powerful. It can be seen that there was a bug in people's eyes. He picked up the wooden chopsticks and rolled it under his nose at will...

Many wriggling bugs were rolled out, and this scene scared Jiang Rong and Wenwen. They looked at each other, and the latter resolutely sat down and asked the fortune teller to tell him a fortune.

"You have evil spirits on you, you are not an ordinary evil ghost. Your mother was killed by this evil ghost..." Look at the fortune teller's mouth... But the words are ugly, I don't know if he is fooling him or if he is really good at it. With his passionate You Sui, Jiang Rong, who was listening, seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Before coming to find Han Wenwen, in order not to increase her psychological pressure, Jiang Rong did not find out about the haunted house in the island country. What she was afraid of was that Wenwen had poor tolerance and had an accident. Unexpectedly, this fortune teller opened her mouth and talked endlessly, and spitting like a star, making Wenwen, who was originally poor in her heart, frightened.

The fortune teller to Han Wenwen should be new. He is not blind (disguised) and he promises to help her drive away evil.

The fortune teller took out their own certificates, with the purpose of winning the trust of Wenwen and Jiang Rong. Those certificates are nothing more than a few lists of hundreds of names fooled with red seals.

The fortune teller took out the meaning of the list of hundreds of families, which is actually very simple. He wanted to tell other onlookers, as well as Han Wenwen and Jiang Rong, that these people were all credible books he calculated very accurately and stamped together.

The fortune teller said he wanted to go to his house to cast spells and help Han Wenwen exorcise evil spirits...

My father is the ghost-catching man. Seeing this fortune teller being serious, he remained silent. He did not show his appearance in front of the stupid man, and watched coldly for a while, "It's so nonsense..." When he heard the fortune teller say this, Jiang Rong pulled Wenwen and was about to leave.

But Wenwen was like drinking ** soup, she must go... and took the fortune teller's car ahead of her.

The fortune-telling means of transportation is a tricycle that keeps bumping left and right while driving. On several occasions, Jiang Rong was afraid of jumping out of the tricycle, so she had to hold the guard bar next to the cushion to feel at ease.

I don’t know how long it took to go, but the hustle and bustle along the way gradually faded away. The road seemed to be getting harder and harder to walk. As soon as I walked on the bumpy road, the cars were gurgling loudly. They were thrown up by the bumpy cars and then fell down again...

"How far is this master?"

The fortune teller looked at the front with concentration, ignoring them, shouting loudly in the carriage.

Now that things have happened, Jiang Rong feels that something is not good. They have been deceived. It seems that this fortune teller is really not a good thing.

"Wenwen, we may have been deceived."

Han Wenwen couldn't believe it, "No, he has a document for us to show."

"Do you have common sense? That's a trick to fool people. Just fill in some names and stamp them with a seal that you engrave yourself. What a simple thing..."

"What should I do?" Wenwen was panicked and risked being left out of the car and looked outside several times.

"Don't panic, we have a phone number..." She picked up her cell phone and smiled.

If the other party is really a liar, then Jiang Rong would not hesitate to inform Chen Jun of the address and ask him to bring someone here...

Since leaving the south gate of the tricycle, Jiang Rong has done an accurate calculation. According to the speed of the tricycle and the distance of one minute, it is not too far from the city, and it should be a suburb.

Sure enough, a not-so-wide mechanized farming road appeared at the end of the asphalt road near the suburbs. Jiang Rong and Han Wenwen whispered that the tricycle drove away from the asphalt road. After a more violent bump, a low bungalow appeared in their sight.
Chapter completed!