Seeing the other party's cooperation, Qin Mu was in a very good mood and pointed to the roof: "When did this mansion exist?"

"This... Xiaosheng doesn't know, but this place already existed when Xiaosheng came that year. This Sikong Mansion seems to be a famous family in Ningcheng. Mr. Sikong loves to do good things. There were many scholars who came to Beijing to take the exam that year, and Xiaosheng was one of them.

Master Sikong heard that the young student had some talent, so he wanted to sponsor him to go to Beijing to take the exam, and betrothed Master Sikong's beloved daughter, Sikong Wen, to me..." The scholar in ancient costume said repeatedly, and when he talked about Sikong Wen, his face showed a little obsession, but

It flashes and disappears quickly.

Qin Mu became interested as soon as he heard about it. Mr. Sikong is still a treasure even now. How could he give it to a heterosexual person, go to Beijing to take the exam, and marry his beloved daughter to someone else?

Where can I find a good father-in-law? Besides, the Sikong family is a prominent family in Ningcheng. Such a prominent family is actually willing to pay the travel expenses for a poor concubine, and is also willing to marry his beautiful daughter to him.

Qin Mu couldn't help but wonder if there might be something wrong with Sikong Wen, such as his appearance.

It seemed that Qin Mu was not the only one who thought this. The crowd of ghosts burst out: "Scholar, scholar! You are so courageous. Maybe you are more courageous after death. You can say these things. If not Sikong Wen

How could I fall in love with you if you are so ugly?"

There was a burst of laughter and laughter among the ghosts.

The scholar in ancient costume was anxious: "This Sikong Wen's appearance is very good. She was the most beautiful woman in Ningcheng at that time, but...but..." The scholar in ancient costume lowered his head in embarrassment, "I don't know why they fell in love with her.

I."

There was a louder laugh among the ghosts, but the strong man who had been painted with talismans by Qin Mu stood up and bowed his head to Qin Mu: "Thank you, Master. The common people know this reason well."

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Another old antique with long braids from the Qing Dynasty came forward and said with interest.

"This Sikong family is very evil," the strong man said: "In the hundreds of years that the Sikong family has existed, not only one thousand but also eight hundred people have died here. However, not a single ghost can be reincarnated smoothly, and they all died trapped here.

Every day I do some things that I did before I was alive..."

"We all know what you are saying. It seems that the Sikong family has a problem with Feng Shui. None of the ghosts who died here have been reincarnated smoothly." A charming voice in the crowd said. Qin Mu looked over and saw that it was the "expression"

Miss".

"However, there are so many ghosts gathered in this area. If it hadn't reached a critical point and completely turned this place into a haunted house, had you seen any ghosts before when you were still alive and living here?" The strong man said.

His words caused the whole room to stop chirping.

"Then you've seen it before?" "Miss Cousin" said with a smile.

"I left earlier than you." The strong man said with a smile: "When I died, the Sikong family was not a prominent family. It was just a tenant who helped the landlord's family farm. I was living next door to him at that time.

Neighbor, Sikong Wenzheng was the head of the family at that time..."

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Mu blurted out after being stunned.

"Sikong Wenzheng." The strong man looked directly into Qin Mu's eyes: "Why, he is just a small farmer farming, and there is still a record of him in the history of later generations?"

Qin Mu was stared at unnaturally by him and turned away: "No, it's just that the name is very familiar."

"It's not surprising that some people will be called this name in later generations." The strong man continued: "Sikong Wenzheng is nothing special. He can't be good at literature and martial arts, just farming, but he has become a flower-like jade.

Wife, this wife is really a blessing. Sikong Wenzheng was sleeping on the ridge of the field one day. He met her and insisted on marrying her... She looked like a water spirit, tsk tsk... But his wife was very mysterious.

I don’t know what the offering at home is, it’s mysterious, it’s covered with black cloth, and no one can get close to it…”

"I have seen this kind of thing at the old lady's place." said a very small Yinling, wearing two small buns, looking pink and cute.

The strong man glanced at the little girl and continued: "I was really curious that day, so when Sikong Wenzheng's wife was leaving, I opened the black cloth."

"What's in that?" The ancient costume scholar was fascinated by what he heard and asked impatiently.

"A little black puppet, it looks a bit fierce." The strong man curled his lips: "I don't know what she is doing by offering it like that."

"Then how...how..." The little girl with a bun bit her lip and asked timidly. For ghosts, what they fear most is how they died, especially those with resentment.

Damn it, that little girl had obviously thought of this and was afraid that if she brought it up rashly, the strong man would get angry. After all, the strong man almost turned into a ghost just now.

"Haha," the strong man gently touched the little girl's head: "There's nothing bad to say. After all, we have stayed in this room for so many years. If the master hadn't done this today, I'm afraid we would never wake up and never wake up.

Are you doing what you did before you were alive? As for me, I died after looking at that little puppet."

"Speaking of which, I'm baffled myself." Looking at the baffled looks in the ghosts' eyes, the strong man sighed: "The puppet didn't seem to feel anything at the time, but after I put it back, I was sleeping alone at home.

I always felt like there was something squatting on the bed on the right side, but I couldn't move. When I could move, I found that my soul had left my body and my body was lying on the bed, as if I had died suddenly."

"In other words, you don't even understand how you died?" The ancient costume scholar looked disappointed.

"Yes." The strong man shrugged, "But I have been around longer than you. I have also read Sikong Wen. He is really young and beautiful. I am afraid that you will also die inexplicably, right?"

"

"Who...who said that!" The ancient costume scholar blushed.

"You died in this room, right?" The strong man said with a smile: "That day you and Sikong Wen had a bridal chamber, and you died inexplicably after the bridal chamber, right?"

"Haha... So your boy died on a woman's belly, what did you think you were? He often said that he had a young and beautiful daughter-in-law~" In the crowd of ghosts behind him, the men, who were tall and thick, talked dirty words and laughed together.

Even the young and beautiful female ghosts couldn't help covering their mouths and rolling their eyes in laughter, but this was much better than the male ghosts who almost fell down from laughing.

The scholar's veins popped out, and his face turned red. Probably what this strong man said was true. His shortcomings were exposed, and it was on such an occasion, and it was such a thing. I could only see the color on his face.

It's getting redder and redder, with more and more veins, and I'm about to go crazy.

The strong man patted him on the shoulder and interrupted his rampage lightly: "Don't be too sad. In fact, everyone is the same. Here, they are more or less related to the black puppet. As for

You, Sikong Wen, seem to be a loyal believer of that black puppet, so it’s okay for you to be like this.”

The scholar in ancient costume looked at the ghosts, and the little girl with a small bun ran up to Qin Mu: "Brother, you must take me away. Back then, I just took one look at the black puppet and

I just lost my temper."

The little girl's words made the ghosts take a step back in shock. Hundreds of ghosts seemed to be condensed into one. Because ghosts have no physical body, several ghosts overlapped each other when they stepped back in surprise, and then separated again as if they felt something.

, ghostly and longing for a moment.

Black puppet... Qin Mu frowned. This thing is not easy to describe. He pondered for a moment and asked: "Tell me how you felt when you saw that thing."

The little girl raised her hand: "I was very depressed when I watched it, and that thing looked very, very ugly."

"Ugly?" The strong man was stunned for a moment: "How could he be ugly? He looks quite mighty, but he is very depressed and uncomfortable. And..." The strong man considered it and uttered one word: "Ferocious."

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at the other ghosts who said that the cause of death was somehow related to the puppet. They all seemed to agree with this statement and nodded repeatedly. Qin Mu frowned, thinking that the black puppet should be an evil god or something like that.

.

If this is the case, it can also explain how Sikong Wenzheng at that time rose up step by step and established such a large family business now.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu was stunned for a moment. Sikong Lu's father, Sikong Wenzheng, was originally rumored to have conquered the world alone. I wonder if this man followed his ancestors and continued to worship black puppets?

The cause of death of the ghosts in this room is more or less related to this black puppet. Except for the slaves who were beaten to death by their masters for no reason or with excuses, Qin Mu sighed. When he chanted the rebirth curse just now, he clearly felt

There seemed to be a force in the air blocking the passage to the afterlife, preventing the soul from being sent away smoothly.

"Well, since everyone trusts me so much, I can only say that I will find a place for you to stay first. As for whether you can go out, you have to wait until I go out to perform salvation for everyone. Here, I don't want to waste my spiritual power. I also

There is something to do." Qin Mu sighed lightly and said.

This proposal was unanimously approved by all the ghost spirits. Who doesn't want to be reborn in bliss? Some ghosts have been ghosts for hundreds of years and have never seen a ghost.

Qin Mu took out the talisman paper and the judge's pen that he carried with him and concentrated on drawing the runes. Because when he went out this time, Qin Mu didn't think much at all and didn't bring the Yin-Yang Cauldron with him, so he had to make a binding.
Chapter completed!