Chapter 230 Another acquaintance
Yang Fan walked over and picked up Pan Zicheng's mobile phone, and pointed the rear camera at the scenery around the village.

"With so many of you here, let me introduce our village to you."

She ignored Pan Zicheng who was lying on the ground wailing, and took out her cell phone to introduce her family's orchard and the village.

Just now he was exposing the pervert, and now he is using the pervert's phone to promote the village.

Netizens in the live broadcast room shouted 666.

The master's mental state and psychological quality are far ahead.

But seriously, why is it that with the same lens, the village photographed by Yang Fan with his mobile phone looks so dreamy and fairy-like, while the village photographed by Pan Zicheng looks no different from an ordinary rural village?

Someone asked this question in the barrage.

Yang Fan happened to see this comment. She smiled and explained, "Because Pan Zicheng is rubbish, he can't shoot anything good."

Netizen in the live broadcast room: Although the words are rough, they are too rough.

She directly called Pan Zicheng "trash". Some sober netizens felt relieved, some netizens thought that her personal attack on Pan Zicheng was too much, and some netizens just wanted to watch the fun and asked the fortune teller to tell their fortune in the barrage.

Yang Fan simply ignored the comments and wandered around the village with his live streaming phone.

Soon the police arrived and the live broadcast was suspended.

But the live broadcast just now once again became a hot topic, and more people saw related content such as Uehara Village Fruits and Uehara Village Masters.

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When he saw the real police coming, Pan Zicheng's already distorted and ugly face became even uglier, and his eyes were full of fear.

The policeman who came this time was still an old acquaintance, the young policeman who came last time and another old policeman were together.

The young policeman was called Xu Yang. He looked at Yang Fan and smiled happily. He also held a bright red silk banner in his hand. "Boss Yang, thank you for helping us catch the fraudster and the perverted peeping Tom. Our police station specially made a silk banner for you."

"I was thinking of finding time to send it to you, but I didn't expect you to catch another criminal."

This master contributed two achievements to them in less than a month, and this time it makes it three times!

The banner had eight characters written on it: "High moral character, punishing evil and promoting good".

Looking at the several gold-plated characters on the bright red banner, Yang Fan's mouth curled up unconsciously. While accepting the banner, he said modestly, "I'm not that great. I'm just serving the people."

Xu Yang gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, his eyes full of admiration. The master is awesome.

Although they, as public officials, cannot believe in these metaphysical things, they all acknowledge that Yang Fan is a truly capable master.

After receiving the silk banner, Yang Fan was in a good mood. She handed her phone to Yan Qing and said, "Come on, take a photo with us."

"Yes, yes, let's take a photo together."

Seeing Yan Qingan's handsome face, Xu Yang wanted to ask him to take a photo together, but the other party was obviously unwilling, so he had to give up.

Finally, at the gate of Yang Fan’s house, Yang Fan took a photo with the two policemen holding a banner.

There was a circle of people watching the show around him. Yan Qing came out from the yard. His handsome face instantly amazed the people watching the show around him, and they all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Yan Qing frowned slightly, his right hand hanging by his leg moved quickly a few times, and then he quickly turned around and went back to the yard.

Those excited tourists wanted to come in and take pictures, but Yang Fan gave them a glance, and somehow, no one dared to take that step. Everyone looked at each other, with the same puzzled expression on their faces.

Why didn't anyone come forward to take pictures? Xu Yang and the old policeman handcuffed Pan Zicheng and took him to the car. The former and the latter said something to each other and then turned back.

"Master, can I have a word with you for a moment?"

Yang Fan nodded, and the two of them walked into the yard together. The sounds from outside were instantly blocked out. It was still very noisy outside, but once they entered the yard, they could no longer hear any of the sounds from outside.

Xu Yang looked at Yang Fan in shock. How did he do this? It was too magical.

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Weiyi couldn't help but secretly stick her head out to look at Xu Yang, wanting to see if this person was the one she was thinking of. After seeing his face clearly, she hurriedly said to Yang Fan: "Master, Brother Xu Yang is my uncle's apprentice!"

"Can you talk to him and ask him to call my uncle and my parents to take me home!"

Qin Yinghao, who was about to reach the gate of the yard, rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He seemed to see the Ultraman move again.

Yang Fan calmly pushed Ultraman back and asked Xu Yang with a smile, "Why didn't I see Officer Song this time?"

"My master's child had an accident in another province, so he asked for leave." Xu Yang's expression became a little strange, "I just want to talk to the master about my master's matter."

"Master, can you tell the fortune for my master? I think his family is very unlucky."

Yang Fan said with no emotion, "How unlucky is that?"

"Two months ago, a niece of my master's family died of illness. Half a month ago, another niece of his family drowned. And early this morning, his son had an accident." Xu Yang said.

His master received a call early this morning saying that his son, who worked in another province, got into a fight with a colleague and was sent to the hospital.

Accidents happened one after another, and the strangest thing was that it wasn't just the two nieces who died recently. Xu Yang also heard that the girls in his master's family seemed to have some kind of curse and couldn't live past the age of 20.

Even his master's eldest daughter died of illness three years ago. She was exactly twenty years old when she died.

He heard others explain that it was a family genetic disease that was passed down to girls but not boys, but Xu Yang felt something was wrong.

Xu Yang thought about the Zhao family's affairs. He wondered if his master's family was also framed by someone and that's why some died or were injured.

Song Weiyi, who was in Yang Fan's pocket, heard what Xu Yang said and tried to get out anxiously, but Yang Fan's hand was pressing on her head, making her unable to move.

Xu Yang's words reminded Song Weiyi that, yes, the girls in their family seemed to be quite unlucky. A cousin of hers had died of illness and did not live past the age of twenty.

Besides, apart from her mother, aunt, and grandmother, there were no older sisters or aunts in her family, only uncles, aunts, and brothers.

Now thinking about it carefully, Song Weiyi also realized that something was wrong, and his back felt cold. Could it be that their family was really cursed?
Yang Fan nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face. The evil ghost was quite quick in taking revenge.

"I see. Please talk to your master and ask him to come see me when he is free."

Xu Yang suddenly became more nervous, "Master, what happened in my master's family?"

"You'll know when he comes to see me."

"alright."

This is someone else's privacy and he shouldn't ask about it.

Xu Yang did not delay and hurriedly took Pan Zicheng to the hospital with his colleagues. The other party had fainted from the pain.

After they left, Yang Fan loosened his grip. Song Weiyi immediately stuck his head out and asked anxiously, "Master, has something happened in our family? Have my parents and brother been in trouble?"

A horrible thought popped up in Song Weiyi's mind involuntarily. Could it be that the ugly ghost was taking revenge on her family because she escaped, or was their family really cursed?
She had guessed part of the truth.