When Zhao Wei heard that I was talking about this, he had to try to contact Zhao Ge’s two friends.

His two friends and Zhao Ge are classmates from the same school. They are similar to Zhao Ge. They are both children who don’t like to study and have not been admitted to high school. To be honest, their academic performance is probably not as good as mine. No matter what, we are also graduating from a key high school.

When they are fine, they just hang out outside. The thing they love to do most every day is to play games in Internet cafes, wander around the streets, and do nothing.

Soon, Zhao Wei contacted one of the classmates named Cai Kun and asked about the situation that day.

Cai Kun said that that afternoon, they went to the Internet cafe to play games together. In the afternoon, Cai Kun and another classmate had something to do at home and went back early. They originally asked Zhao Ge to leave together, but Zhao Ge said they would have to wait for a while, so they left first.

As for what happened later, Cai Kun didn't know.

The matter stopped here, and his two classmates didn't know what happened to Zhao Ge later.

Now I'm a little confused.

Just when I was hesitating, the sloppy Taoist suddenly looked at Zhao Wei and said, "You said your son has been sleepwalking these two days. When did he sleepwalking?"

"At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, I ran into sleepwalking on the first day. The next day, I locked him in the room. He couldn't get out, so he kept crying like a woman in the room, which scared me so much that I didn't dare to sleep all night." Zhao Wei said.

"It seems that we are going to go home with you tonight, and maybe things can be solved." said the sloppy Taoist priest.

"No problem. As long as my son can be cured, you can do whatever you want." Zhao Wei said excitedly.

I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and was about to ask him why he asked Zhao Ge about sleepwalking, but suddenly he seemed to understand something. Zhao Ge was dominated by resentment and might control Zhao Ge to do something, but Zhao Wei kept blocking Zhao Ge. The ghost could not allow Zhao Wei to fulfill his wish, so Zhao Ge became crazy. As long as we follow Zhao Ge who was sleepwalking, we might be able to find some clues.

I have to say that the Taoist priests of Maoshan Sect still have some tricks.

In terms of subduing demons and eliminating demons, it is not worse than me.

"Okay, I'll go to your house tonight." I looked at Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei nodded repeatedly and suddenly asked embarrassedly: "Little brother, I don't know how you charge here, whether the price is expensive. I am a tricycle and I don't have much money. If you tell me how much, I can prepare it."

Uncle Huzi hurriedly said, "My young master takes action and starts with 100,000 yuan, which is the minimum consumption."

When Zhao Wei heard this, he changed his face and said in a daze: "So much... I don't have that much money."

I glared at Uncle Huzi, and quickly said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerating. It's important to save your son first. Then you can just give it some. Do your best. If it doesn't cure it, you won't accept any penny."

In this way, Zhao Wei felt relieved.

Before we knew it, the sky gradually became darker.

Uncle Huzi drove the car and took them with them, father and son, as well as me and the sloppy Taoist priest, and walked towards Zhao Wei's house.

It took me more than an hour to come to Zhao Wei's home.

Zhao Wei lives in a very remote village in Yanbei. It is unimaginable that this middle-aged man rode a tricycle and took his son so far, and it took more than an hour to drive. It would take at least two or three hours to ride a tricycle.

Zhao Wei's home is very dilapidated and has no women to take care of, and it looks messy.

Zhao Ge still looked stupid and silly. Sometimes he would giggle a few times, and more often he would talk to himself. I leaned over and listened carefully, but I didn't hear clearly what he was talking about.

After returning home, Zhao Wei poured tea for us, then sent Zhao Ge to his bedroom, and brought food to him little by little.

It's really pitiful to parents all over the world.

Seeing this scene, I suddenly thought of my own parents. I haven't seen each other for so many years. If I meet again, I don't know if they can recognize me.

In my impression, my parents still looked like when I was a child, and I really want to see them.

As time approaches, the feeling of wanting to return to Jiushan Village becomes increasingly urgent.

After Zhao Ge returned to the bedroom, he lay on the bed, fiddled with his cell phone, and didn't know what he was playing with.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest patted my shoulder, called me to the yard, and then said in a low voice: "Xiao Jie, have you found a problem?"

"What's the problem?" I wondered.

"The mobile phone Zhao Ge is holding is the latest popular model nowadays, and it costs at least 7,000 or 8,000 yuan. He is riding a tricycle. I guess he can't afford such a mobile phone, right?" said the sloppy Taoist suddenly.

His words also reminded me that I also had some impression of the phone that Zhao Ge was holding. When Yang Mengfan came to my house to play a few days ago, I also saw the phone that he was holding, which seemed to be the same as Zhao Ge.

I don’t have much requirements for my phone, as long as I can make a phone call, so I didn’t care about this detail, but the sloppy Taoist priest noticed it.

The phone Zhao Ge held in his hand was indeed expensive.

So we returned to the room and asked Zhao Wei where the cell phone in his son came from.

Zhao Wei said that it was Zhao Ge who borrowed it from his classmate and said that he would have played for a few days. As for whether he borrowed it, Zhao Wei was not sure.

Zhao Ge looks like this, so he must not be able to ask anything from his mouth.

Next, we can only wait, waiting for Zhao Ge to sleepwalking tonight.

Time passed little by little. After Zhao Ge was lying on the bed and playing with his cell phone for a while, he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

A few of us stayed in the living room.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, suddenly, a girl's cry came from Zhao Ge's room, like crying and complaining. All of us felt a little scared when we heard it.

Zhao Wei wanted to interrupt his son's crying, but I stopped him. I quietly walked to the door and saw that Zhao Ge was crying with the cell phone, crying very sadly.

At this time, Zhao Ge's resentment became even stronger, but no ghost was found on him.

After crying for more than one o'clock, Zhao Ge fell asleep again.

We were also a little sleepy and drowsy. Uncle Huzi fell asleep directly on the sofa and started snoring.

At about two o'clock, the sloppy Taoist suddenly patted me lightly and pointed at Zhao Ge's room.

I followed his gaze, but when Zhao Ge came out, his eyes were dull, his toes were tiptoed on the ground, and walked out of the room like a puppet carrying a string.
Chapter completed!