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Chapter 23? He raised his hand and snapped his fingers

Ye Fan shook his head, it seems that Liu Fugui never expected that it was not the police who came to him first, but a demonized illness.

Ye Fan wandered around the house, and after confirming that there was nothing else, he simply said one word: "Smash."

Liu Fugui was stunned? He looked at Ye Fan blankly, "You, what are you talking about?"

Ye Fan coughed, sat on a chair and looked at him, showing a smile: "I said, you smash all the funerary objects you put in this house for me! The more smashed, the more worthless it is. The better!"

He had just looked around, and there were almost no jade in these funeral objects, and even if there were, they were of extremely poor quality and seriously entangled with black air, which was not worth Ye Fan's trouble at all, so he didn't pick any.

And when he was looking for jade, he also discovered that there are many things in it that are so dark and scary!If I keep it all the time, I am afraid that many people will be hurt...

Ye Fan frowned, and said again: "Hurry up and smash it for me. If you can't do it, then I will help you, but you need money to smash things for you!" Look like you're about to smash something

Liu Fugui was shocked when he heard this, and quickly stopped Ye Fan.

"No, no, no! Don't bother you! Let me do it! I like to smash things!" When Liu Fugui said this, his heart seemed to be bleeding all the time!

He shivered for a while, then looked at Ye Fan cautiously and asked quietly: "Can I ask, why did you smash it?"

Ye Fan looked at the funeral objects and sneered, and said coldly: "If you don't want to smash it, you can, but you have to send these funeral objects back to their tombs one by one, and return them to their original owners! Can it be done?"

Liu Fugui shuddered when he heard this, returning it to its original owner?I almost fell in after bringing these things out, and want him to go back and give them something?There are no doors!

Gritting his teeth, Liu Fugui lifted up a piece of porcelain and threw it on the ground viciously. For his life, he did his best!

He didn't stop until he smashed everything into pieces, he let out a sigh of relief, looking at the debris on the ground, his heart ached almost to the point of being ill.

Liu Fugui quickly turned his head away from looking, and asked Ye Fan with a heartache on his face: "Brother Ye Fan, what should we do next?"

Ye Fan smiled, looked around the rough house, and said, "The next step? The next step will be easier. Light up all the money you earned from buying funeral objects, and then here, the fire will burn you." Burn it! Burn it clean! Don’t leave anything behind! If you keep something behind and then get sick again, you will be responsible for the consequences!”

Listening to Ye Fan's gloating voice, Liu Fugui was so angry that he almost vomited blood!But what can he do, he can only grit his teeth and nod, "Okay, okay, I'll burn it! I'll go and count it, and I'll burn it after I finish the calculation!"

Ye Fan was in a rare good mood, and even waved his hand and said, "Take your time, we are not in a hurry!"

Liu Fugui wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked resentfully: "Master Ye Fan, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not..."

Ye Fan nodded, and patted Xiaobai's dog's head, "Ask, I'll tell you if I know."

Liu Fugui asked him with a mournful face: "Why do you want to smash the funeral objects and burn money? What is the reason for this? What does doing this have to do with my illness?"

Ye Fan smiled, stood up, wobbled and said, "You are asking the right question. Why? Think about it, have you been getting sick lately? And it's getting weirder and weirder. You've become What is the reason for this?"

Liu Fugui looked hesitant, "Because of these funeral objects?"

Ye Fan shook his head seriously, "Yes! But it's not! To be precise, it should be the dead air on the funerary objects. Because you brought them out from their original place, the original owner of the tomb must be Hate you, right?"

Liu Fugui nodded blankly.

"Then these funerary objects are stained with the same dead air as the owner of the tomb, so they must be hostile to you. Do you understand?"

Liu Fugui felt aggrieved, and shouted, "There are so many people in this business! Why am I the only one being entangled?"

Ye Fan sneered, and looked at him lightly, "You also know that this is something that harms Yin and virtue, right? Your luck can be good or bad. If you can walk on the right path with peace of mind after this matter is over , you can be reincarnated as a human being in your next life after your birthday is back to bed."

"But if you continue to do it, you will suffer in hell if you commit too many crimes! And death is a tragic death!" Ye Fan shook his head, "Our doctors don't heal the body, let alone the heart! Although I study My sect is related to Taoism and the afterlife, but I don’t dare to get involved easily, otherwise my end will be even worse! So don’t expect me to help you.”

Liu Fugui stared blankly at Ye Fan, and asked again: "Then will I be fine after finishing all this?"

Ye Fan sneered, and said: "What you think is so beautiful! Of course not, you need to expose this room to the sun until the yin energy completely disappears, and you have to go to the Buddha frequently to forcefully get rid of the yin energy in your body. Now I just keep you from dying."

Liu Fugui couldn't help being dumb when he heard that, Ye Fan glanced at him as if he was talking about something, but he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

After finally waiting for Liu Fugui to count his property and put it all together bitterly, he looked at Ye Fan anxiously.

"Master Ye Fan, you see I'm ready, so I just..."

Ye Fan glanced at it and nodded lightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Okay, you can start burning, remember to burn everything to ashes, and don't leave any slag."

Liu Fugui nodded, turned on the lighter with a heartbroken face, and lit his cash and various cards on fire.

The flames were so high that Liu Fugui knelt in front of the flames and wept silently as if he was going to a grave.

"My God, the treasures and money I brought out of the tomb after escaping from the dead are gone, what should I do in the future..."

Ye Fan snorted coldly, and said lightly, "I asked you to do this to cleanse you from these yin qi. Don't make any small moves, or I won't be able to protect you."

Ye Fan also had good intentions, after all, he had already got the jade ring finger, so he was more or less willing to help Liu Fugui, who committed suicide by himself.

Liu Fugui wiped away his tears, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Then why last time, if I gave you the jade ring finger, I wouldn't use it?"

Ye Fan sneered, and took out the jade finger again, lifted it up and looked at it in front of his eyes.