Wang Dachun asked Liu Xiangdong to kneel in front of Wang Xuehui's spiritual card to confess.

I go to take a shower and change my clothes myself, which is something I must do before making or drawing talismans every time.

It’s strange that after bathing, changing clothes, burning incense and praying, Wang Dachun’s mind seemed to have entered a state of ethereality.

"Mr. Wang, I... can I really see my wife?" Liu Xiangdong looked around in the dark, his eyes were filled with fear, fearing that Wang Xuehui would jump out of the darkness and pinch his neck.

Wang Dachun snorted softly, "Are you guilty? Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. If you don't do bad things, you will naturally not be afraid of seeing your wife."

"I...I'm not a human! I'm obsessed with it, Xuehui, just forgive me..." Liu Xiangdong slapped himself in a big mouth as he spoke.

It seems that I have sincerely repented.

Wang Dachun muttered something, picked up a talisman and put it on a candle to light it.

This is the guide talisman painted by Wang Dachun, and it is rumored to be able to communicate with the creatures in both worlds.

It was strange that the response talisman ignited, and a gust of wind suddenly blew out of thin air in the room, and the curtains and other things swayed.

Liu Xiangdong immediately looked around in horror, "Mr. Wang, I... I'm scared!"

"If I had known today, why should I come? What should I come will come, and what should be faced will still have to face. Avoiding will not solve any problem."

Wang Dachun sighed, "You should have this disaster in your destiny. Whether you can survive it safe depends on your luck!"

In fact, when Wang Dachun first saw Liu Xiangdong, he knew that he had a life-and-death disaster, but he did not expose it at that time.

After all, he has nothing to do with him. If he has to take care of everyone's affairs, wouldn't he be exhausted?

When Liu Xiangdong heard this, he felt even more confused, "Mr. Wang, you must save me later!"

"I can't save you, you are the only one who can save you! Remember, only if you sincerely repent and make up for your mistakes can you have a glimmer of hope!"

Wang Dachun said, slowly retreating, and he was unwilling to get involved in Liu Xiangdong's cause and effect.

"Mr. Wang, don't leave! Don't leave me alone in the room!" Liu Xiangdong yelled hysterically.

Boom!

Wang Dachun closed the door and locked it from outside.

Meiji heard Liu Xiangdong screaming like a goat and said with some concern: "Dachun, are you sure you can lock Liu Xiangdong in there?"

"This person is destined to have such a disaster, and we can't help much. However, although he has this disaster, he is still in danger and should be able to survive this crisis."

Wang Dachun had long calculated Liu Xiangdong's numerology, otherwise he would not have done this. If Liu Xiangdong died tragically in this house, then the house would really not be needed.

After a while, I heard a mess in the room, accompanied by Liu Xiangdong's wild wolf howl.

Meiji was really a little embarrassed, "Dachun, should we go in and take a look?"

Wang Dachun shook his head, "No, we will only help you, make things worse and worse, keep calm."

About half an hour later, there was no movement in the room. Wang Dachun and Meiji looked at each other and pushed open the door.

Wang Dachun came to the hall and found that the things on the altar fell to the ground. Liu Xiangdong fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Wang Dachun checked his body and found that he had just fallen into a coma, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Wang Dachun reorganized the altar and started chanting scriptures.

After about half an hour of touching, Wang Dachun suddenly felt that the cold breath in the room quickly left, and the whole house seemed to have returned to Qingming Festival.

Wang Xuehui left, and the obsession in her heart was gone, and she went to where she should go.

At this time, Liu Xiangdong woke up, hugged Wang Dachun and cried loudly, saying a lot of words that he was sorry for his wife, and his snot and tears made Wang Dachun all over, making him feel disgusted.

Wang Dachun pushed Liu Xiangdong away with some disgust, "Okay, what's the use of regretting it now? You can never do such a confused thing again, you know!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Dachun, are you sure the house is clean now?" Mei Ji asked Wang Dachun in the car.

"It's clean, you can live with confidence and boldness in the future!"

As the two of them said, they drove the car to the entrance of Jingwu Martial Arts Hall soon, and today they agreed to pick up Li Xiaoguang and Huang Xiaomei.

As soon as the two arrived at the door, they heard a mess of quarrels coming from inside.

Wang Dachun got out of the car and asked the disciples of the martial arts school, "What's going on?"

"It's Brother Dachun and Miss Meiji, but it's not the landlord yet, and you're driving people out again." A disciple from the martial arts hall shook his head and sighed.

"Go in and take a look!"

Wang Dachun and Meiji walked into the yard and saw a fat woman with bob head standing with her hands on her hips while she was salivating:

"You poor guys, who have money to open martial arts schools and don't have money to pay rent, are they all! I tell you, don't leave if you don't settle the rent!"

When Wang Dachun saw the fat woman, he couldn't help but stagger. This woman was Li Xiaoguang's landlord. Unexpectedly, the martial arts courtyard was also hers. How many real estate does this fat woman have?

Huang Xiaomei, Li Xiaoguang and others were scolded and their faces turned blue and red. After all, they were soft-hearted and had short hands. A penny stumped the hero!

"Auntie, it's not that we don't pay the rent, it's an IOU. We have found a job and will definitely pay the rent if we get the salary next month."

Huang Xiaomei said and handed over the IOU, but the landlord knocked out the IOU. "IOU? Who knows whether you keep your word? What credit can you poor guys have? I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than that of your broken mouth!"

"you……"

Wang Dachun couldn't stand it anymore and hurried over, "How much does it cost to rent for her?"

"Dachun, Miss Meiji, you are here. Can you pay us some salary first? We will pay back the rent we owe first. Eight thousand is enough."

When Huang Xiaomei saw Wang Dachun and the others' eyes lit up at first, she became a little embarrassed.

Wang Dachun returned to the car and took a stack of banknotes and walked in to look at the landlady and said coldly: "Didn't you owe you eight thousand yuan? Look at your appearance that you have never seen money. Here is 10,000 yuan, that's enough!"

As he said that, he threw the money on the landlady's face.

The landlady touched her face and then saw the scattered money lit up, "This... is all this money mine?"

"It's all yours. Get out of your money with your money!" Wang Dachun looked at her with some disgust.
Chapter completed!