MTL - Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!-Chapter 244 What is this, saturated exorcism?

  Chapter 244 What is this, saturated exorcism?

   A bald monk, a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes.

   A strong man in a tight vest.

  A middle-aged woman is wearing colorful clothes.

  A lot of bells are tied around the waist, a drum is held in the left hand, and a small leather whip in the right hand.

   "Why are there so many people going to Qiao's house, don't they send more invitations?"

  Zhou Kexin wondered.

   "Obviously."

  Chen Yu smiled lightly.

   "It's really not easy to get money from capitalists."

  Zhou Kexin uttered angrily.

   Judging from these attires, they should all be people who know spells.

   I have only heard of asking a large number of doctors for saturation treatment.

   I have never heard of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, and they also practice crowd tactics.

  What is this, saturated exorcism?

  These people are dressed up in weird ways, like lunatics who escaped from a mental hospital.

  Zhou Kexin complained wildly, pointing at a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes at the door.

   "It is said that monks are fat and Taoists are thin. This old Taoist is too fat, at least two hundred catties."

   "The Taoist robe on my body is almost bursting, and it doesn't fit at all."

   "Is it really good for monks to wear big gold chains around their necks?"

   "The Taoist robe and the big gold chain, couldn't they be purchased by Pinxixi?"

   "That elder brother wears sunglasses at night, so he is not blind, right? The dragon and phoenix tattoo on his body, are they here to exorcise evil spirits, or to collect protection money?"

   "My God, that aunt is seventy years old, why is she still wearing a short suspender skirt..."

  Zhou Kexin felt hot eyes.

   Are these people here to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, or are they here to hold a cross-dressing party?

  Monks are not like monks, and Taoists are not like Taoists.

   Dress up as different as possible.

  The whole patient group of a mental hospital was built.

   "Stop talking, go in."

   A few minutes before eight o'clock, Chen Yu patted Zhou Kexin on the shoulder.

   If Zhou Kexin continued to make complaints, Chen Yu might burst out laughing.

  The security guards of the mansion checked everyone's invitations one by one.

   As for Chen Yu bringing an extra person with him, the security guard didn't ask any questions.

   He politely invited the two of them in.

   Everyone walked from the gate of the mansion to the living room of the mansion.

  The living room occupies a large area and is magnificently decorated, just like the lobby of a five-star hotel.

   "As expected of a rich man in Hangzhou, a single living room is decorated so luxuriously."

   "I'm afraid that in the whole of Hangzhou, only the Qiao family has the courage to spend 50 million to ask someone to exorcise evil spirits."

   "Fifty million is mine, don't grab it from me!"

   "You are a country god, and you are also worthy of robbing business with my apprentice, I don't know what it means!"

  The middle-aged man wearing a short coat and shorts, hearing the other party's rude words, gave the big brother in sunglasses who Zhou Kexin complained about as blind.

  Brother Sunglasses said with an obvious Cantonese accent: "What are you looking at?"

   "Look at you."

   "Try to take another look."

   Seeing the two arguing, Zhou Kexin rolled her eyes.

   "Doctor Chen, I have a feeling that these guys are a bunch of ignorant and incompetent people, without any sense of superiority."

   "You are right. This group of people has one thing in mind, they are all quacks."

   "No wonder everyone looks like a mental illness."

  Zhou Kexin couldn't help but feel puzzled

  The Qiao family is not an ordinary family, so many people have been invited to exorcise evil spirits. Haven't you thought about doing an identity check?

  The elder brother of the society and the **** of the country greet each other's relatives for 50 million yuan.

   Performing oral gymnastics gracefully.

  Others are in the same state.

   "The **** of the rivers and lakes..."

  Zhou Kexin rubbed her chin with her hands, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

  Chen Yu glanced at Zhou Kexin, smiled lightly and said, "Want to have a one-pot meal?"

   "Hey hey hey."

  Zhou Kexin smiled and said: "Since these people are ignorant charlatans, it is better to send them in for reform than to let them continue to deceive people."

  During the time she came to Hangzhou, Zhou Kexin learned a lot about the local customs and various events.

  The relevant departments in Hangzhou are continuing to crack down on the charlatan charlatans.

   There are rewards for reporting, and there are many rewards for the quantity.

   Report hundreds of magicians at one time, and the bonus is estimated to be soft.

  On the one hand, you can earn some extra money, and on the other hand, you can kick out all your competitors.

   Having the best of both worlds, I am such a clever little ghost.

   "Doctor Chen, I will call the relevant department to report it now and arrest them all."

   "In this way, we are the only ones left at the scene, and the 50 million prize money is also ours."

  Chen Yu heard a black thread.

   I didn't expect Zhou Kexin to have such a dark side.

   On the grounds of spreading feudal superstition, bring these people together.

   "Doctor Chen, do you agree or not? If you agree, I'll go out and make a call right now."

  Chen Yu shook his head.

"Why?"

  Zhou Kexin was puzzled.

   "If these gods and blind cats encounter dead mice and really drive away the unclean things on Miss Qiao, 50 million will fall into their hands."

   "They don't have the chance."

  Chen Yu looked around with a deep expression.

   "And once they are reported, interesting things will not happen."

   "Interesting things? What's interesting?"

   Zhou Kexin asked.

   "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed."

  Chen Yu kept silent, signaling Zhou Kexin to keep quiet.

  As the time reached eight o'clock, an old man dressed as a housekeeper walked out of a small door in the living room.

   "Please be quiet, my master and wife will come out to meet you soon."

  The voice fell, and the noisy sound at the scene stopped abruptly.

  The disciple who was about to change from oral gymnastics to a real-life PK and the country hero glared at each other.

  Turn your head aside like a child.

   A few minutes later, an old man on crutches was supported by a slim young woman, and walked out from another door.

  The old man is none other than the third richest man in Hangzhou, Qiao Baishun.

  The woman's name is Yao Lin, and she is Qiao Baishun's second wife.

   Before everyone was invited, they all got to know the Qiao family.

  Knowing that Qiao Baishun is not only a rich man in the local area, but also a big man with a hand and eye.

   Immediately open your mouth and say hello to the other party.

  Qiao Baishun greeted everyone with a smile on his face.

   "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come to my Qiao's house to help."

   "This old man is here, thank you all."

   After finishing speaking, Qiao Baishun handed the crutch to Yao Lin, and clasped his hands in a clasping ceremony.

   "Master Qiao is too polite. You invited us here to save face."

   "Don't worry, I will definitely drive away the ominous things on Miss Qiao."

   "Boss Joe, the fifty million you mentioned, is it cash or a check?"

   "The poor Taoist has studied the law for decades, and has seen hundreds of demons and ghosts, and even a mere little ghost can be easily caught."

  Everyone was bragging about their abilities, all wanting to overwhelm others and get this good job.

   "Everyone, don't worry, listen to the old man speak slowly."

  Qiao Baishun interrupted the commotion and winked at the housekeeper.

  The butler took out a bank card from his pocket.

  (end of this chapter)