Yang Yifei and the others at the side were stunned. The boss's face instantly turned red. Being called "you're so coquettish" by a young man in public was no longer an insult, it was simply a curse!
The boss reached out to grab Du Kang's collar. Although Du Kang was also injured at this time, the boss was far from being his opponent. He casually slapped away the boss's big hand. The pain made the boss suck in a breath of cold air. He felt that his whole hand had lost all feeling, as if someone had hit his hand with a hammer.
"I wasn't talking about you. It was a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me."
As Du Kang spoke, he used his finger to pull out a thin and long hair from the boss's collar. It was yellow in color and had a rough texture. "Look at it yourself."
Putting the yellow hair in front of the boss's eyes, the boss was suddenly dumbfounded. Because he was in the glass business, he never kept small animals like cats or dogs at home to avoid running around and breaking things. However, the long hair in Du Kang's hand was not human hair at all. Instead, it was a bit like dog hair. How could there be dog hair in his clothes?
"This is not dog hair. This is wolf hair." Du Kang held the yellow hair in his palm.
"Wolf hair?
There is a wolf in my house? "
The boss panicked. Wolves were not dogs. If a dog bit them, they could just get a rabies vaccine. As long as it was not an evergreen immortal, there would be no problem. However, if they were bitten by a wolf, they would die. This was a serious problem.
Du Kang shook his head, pretending to be profound. He blew the yellow wolf hair into the air. Everyone's eyes involuntarily followed the wolf hair in the air and moved down bit by bit until it landed on the ground. Du Kang was very satisfied with this effect. If he wanted others to believe in him, he had to first subdue them.
He clapped his hands twice, attracting everyone's attention. "Everyone, I have to explain. The so-called wolf is not the hair of a wild wolf, but the hair of a weasel. I guess your family must have provoked a yellow immortal, and that's why it is pestering you."
"Yellow immortal?
Yellow Immortal! "
The boss repeated Du Kang's words. Suddenly, his expression changed greatly. Sweat the size of soybeans dripped down his face. He grabbed Du Kang's hand and almost begged, "Sir, you must save my daughter. She is only nineteen years old and lost her mother when she was a child. I brought her up painstakingly. I can't just watch her be ruined like this!"
"Destroyed?
What do you mean? "
Du Kang was a little confused, but when he saw the boss's strange expression, he knew that there must be something hidden, but it was not convenient to say it in public, so he gave Yang Yifei a look. Yang Yifei immediately understood, walked in front of more than a dozen people watching from the side, and persuaded them to leave.
"Sigh, this is all my fault. Sir, if you have anything to say, let's go inside. It's not convenient to talk outside." The boss let out a long sigh, and with a lonely expression, he led Du Kang and Yang Yifei into his shop.
This was not a small shop. Du Kang estimated that it had an area of nearly four hundred square meters, which was equivalent to the sum of four large three-bedroom apartments. There were all kinds of glass products, including glass handicrafts, glass doors, glass windows, and other large items.
"Why are you the only one in such a big shop?"
Du Kang looked around and found that the shop was deserted, without a single person. He could not help but feel a little strange, so he asked.
The boss led Du Kang and Yang Yifei to the back, and while going up to the second floor, he said, "With such a thing happening at home, how can I still be in the mood to do business? The few people who help in the shop, I have given them a vacation. For so many years, I have not properly let them rest for 365 days a year, so I took this opportunity to let them go out and play. If there is anything, I will call them back."
As the boss spoke, he had already brought Du Kang and Yang Yifei to the second floor. The second floor was filled with ordinary furniture. When the two of them entered the room, they smelled a heavy smell of smoke. It was not the smell of cigarettes, but the smell of incense.
"Damn, why is there so much smoke?" Yang Yifei could not help but cover his mouth and nose with his hand and complain.
Du Kang, on the other hand, frowned and used his hand to disperse some smoke, and asked the boss who was taking out the key from his pocket to open the door, "Boss, what kind of god do you worship in your house?"
"God of Fortune, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"
As soon as the boss heard Du Kang ask about the god he worshiped, his expression became even more nervous. Recently, his daughter had been possessed, and he was already mentally and physically exhausted. Du Kang's question was tantamount to adding insult to injury.
"Take me to have a look," Du Kang said casually.
"This way, please."
The boss led Du Kang into a small room facing south. Looking at the layout of the room, it should have been a study, but the boss had changed it into a small Buddha hall. In the middle of the room was a large red lacquer table, and on the table was the most common statue of Guan Yu and the God of Fortune.
This statue was very big, about half the height of a person, placed in the middle of the table. Its face was like a heavy jujube, with long beard, silkworm eyebrows, and phoenix eyes. In its right hand was a Green Dragon Crescent Moon Blade, and in its left hand was a gold ingot.
In front of the statue was a bronze incense burner, three large incense sticks were half burned, and the green smoke filled the entire room.
"A little interesting."
Du Kang walked around the statue twice, and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a sneer. He walked to the window, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat a mouthful of True Yang saliva onto his palm. His finger was stained with blood, and he wrote a big "Imperial" word on the window glass.
When the boss saw Du Kang's actions, he wanted to stop him, but thinking about what Du Kang had said downstairs, he seemed to be a person with real ability. He must have his own plans for doing this, so he didn't say anything and waited for Du Kang to do next.
After writing a bloody word on the window, Du Kang directly slapped a bloody palm print on the east and west walls, causing the boss to frown. It was okay to write on the glass, at worst, he could just erase it later. But to leave a bloody palm print on the wall, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed bad luck.
Du Kang completely ignored the change in the boss's expression, and continued on his own. The boss could only secretly frown, and he had to suppress all his words in his heart, not daring to say them out loud.
Sometimes people were like this, often the more pretentious, the more unfathomable, and the more arrogant they were, the more people would be convinced and listen to them, but when you patiently explained, people would think that you were incompetent and low-level.
"Take me to your daughter's room."
After Du Kang threw a five emperor coin in each of the four corners of the room, he let the boss lead the way to his daughter's room.
The door was locked from the outside by the boss. When Du Kang and the boss walked over, Yang Yifei was leaning on the door, listening carefully to the movements inside, his expression was very strange.
The boss glanced at Yang Yifei, and his face instantly turned red. His expression was strange, and his eyes were dodging.