Li Yundan: "In the Duoming area, are there elders of your age living in the same age as you? Or are there elderly people who have worked as child laborers in the Cao family before?"

Zhu Gu smiled bitterly: "It probably isn't there anymore. We experienced wars and famines in those days, and there were a large number of living people in the countryside. It is rare for old people to survive over 60, not to mention that the seventies and eighties are the same as me. I also took advantage of the fasting, and I have survived from the past."

After hearing this, Li Yundan stopped talking for a while.

Zhu Gu is the oldest person she knows, the most knowledgeable and mysterious Taoist technique, and the most knowledgeable secrets. If even she says "no", she probably won't find it.

But even the officials in the current dynasty can investigate the cases of the previous dynasty, and any incidents that have happened will always leave clues. She doesn't believe that she can't find out this evil.

Li Yundan: "Zhu Gu, what portrait did Liu Xian left behind in Sangu Hall a hundred years ago? The storybook is OK."

There is a severely faded portrait of a disciple on the 18th floor of the cage house. I think it should be circulated among the people. After all, she is a famous "half immortal" a hundred years ago. No matter how bad she is, she should have a page of storybooks, right?

"This is true." Aunt Zhu thought about it carefully. "I went to the north house to look for it. I remember that the north house is a Kan position, which belongs to water. After Jingzhe, snakes often came in. After living in the house for a while, they were 'house dragon'. They could not be beaten or scolded. They had to take a broom and sweep it into the bucket and throw it to the wetland..."

When people get old, they will definitely talk too much. I will always be able to read it as long as I have been looking for something.

During this period, a black-skinned snake with a thick wrist was spread out in the northern house. I don’t know if it was the Feng Shui of Sangutang or the many mice, but the ones fed it was shiny and radiant, and the scales were bright and energetic, and it grew to a length of ten feet.

The black-skinned snake looked terrifying, but it did not bite people. It only spitted out a red letter and "glazed" the two of them, confronting each other for a long time.

It was not until Li Yundan pulled out his long sword and suggested, "Wu Gu, do you eat snake meat? I don't think it is very cognitive" that it reluctantly moved away from the debris and swam out of the north house quickly, and found a cat in no way.

Li Yundan: "Has this snake become a spirit?" He slipped away as soon as he said he wanted to eat it.

"It's a house dragon, a house dragon." Zhu Gu smiled, "All things have spirits. Even if a stone lives with people for a long time, they will be more or less active and understand people. Even if they are even more likely to be able to understand people. Snakes in the house will help catch mice and scare thieves, just like raising dogs. But snakes are still different from dogs. Dogs will stay in the owner's house for the rest of their lives. Snakes will go to the deep mountains and forests until they are a certain age."

"A thing born to the earth and nourishes itself, with roots in the deep mountains, and will sooner or later return to the deep mountains."

"We have a master in Maoshan who once sealed all the Liu Xian who had caught in the memorial road and buried it in the back mountain. As a result, Maoshan has good feng shui, and Liu Xian who buried the mountain has made great achievements in cultivation. Not only do you have to practice it yourself, but you also have to practice it with your family. It is said that when the master went to show incense to Sanqing, he could encounter seven or eight big snakes that were hit by the porcelain. Each one wanted him to install a jar. It was really funny."

Li Yundan: "Maoshan sounds like a place of warmth and affection."

"No, you must go and have a look when you have time." Aunt Zhu paused, "Master probably went to see the ancestor, and I am the only one of our disciples... Hey, I found it!"

With a scream, Zhu Gu pulled out a scroll of painting from the bottom of the box.

It’s a coincidence that the wandering black snake didn’t fall anywhere, and just lived on this painting. However, the painting was spotless and was no different from a hundred years ago.

Spread out the paintings, beautiful women in China, and fine brushwork is excellent.

There was a fairy girl in blue clothes, and a child in gray, red, white and blue clothes. She seemed to be teaching them to read, and the children clapped their hands and looked very happy.

The painter is quite literary and especially prefers women. Not only do he write the most ink about her, he also writes a poem beside her and has a seal.

Zhu Gu: "This painting has been around for more than a hundred years. It is genuine. It is worth a good price to sell it on the market. Do you want it? Just take it."

Li Yundan:...

"I'm just looking at it." She looked at the painting, "But Zhu Gu, why don't you keep the good things yourself?"

Zhu Gu: "You have almost buried your feet. You can't take away any valuable things. Whatever you want is to keep. At my age, you have to open up all the things you should think about. What you can't think about is karma. Take whatever you want, don't be polite to me."

Li Yundan smiled and said, "I think the snake likes this painting very much, leave it for it."

She remembered the contents of the painting and put the painting back to its original place. When she and Zhu Gu left the north house one after another, they saw that under the shade of the trees, the black-skinned snake swam into the house quietly and left the painting.

Zhu Gu didn't drive the snake, and Li Yundan was too lazy to do it. She drew a talisman in the main hall for a long time, and she didn't go out until she got her job. She went there for two hours.

Knowing that she would not come back for the time being, Zhu Gu closed the door and locked it, and went to the side room to rest. Li Yundan, who had finished removing the spirit, returned to the cage house, thinking about how to answer the broken clue.

She originally planned to recall the drowning ghost to ask questions, but when she thought of the word "nonsense" she suddenly felt a little risky. Can null words be believed? If it gives wrong information, the disaster will be getting bigger and bigger like a snowball.

"Ding Dong!" The elevator arrived.

There have been few people riding the elevator in the cage house since the crash, except for the Creator and Li Yundan.

The refurbished elevator shotgun was replaced with new high-tech materials inside and outside. Not only did the old newspapers all over the walls be torn off, but new wooden boards and three mirrors were installed. The lighting inside was replaced, from warm yellow light to cold white light. The camera was also replaced with a new one, with a red dot on the top twinkling.

The elevator is broken and the old newspapers are gone. It's really hard to get used to it...

etc!

Li Yundan was about to press the button when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and remembered a detail.

Old newspapers, old newspapers... She remembered hearing people say that before the Zou family took down Jiujiao's large and small newspapers, a group of reporters who dared to speak and scolded boldly made bold statements in the newspaper, pointed out the core of the problem sharply, and exposed many secrets.

Yes, old newspapers!

Those reporters may not be able to find them, but the words they wrote must exist in a certain corner.

If she could, she wanted to find Doming, but the Voice of God only allowed the Creator to come to Doming District. It was hard to say whether she could go out. After all, she had never seen any Creator to come out of Doming in the past month.

Li Yundan ran out of the elevator and searched for traces of old newspapers everywhere.

Cage houses are often ignored, so garbage disposal is often not timely enough. Maybe the old newspapers are piled in some trash can. However, there are also a group of people who get up early and collect waste products in the cage houses. Perhaps the newspapers have been turned away long ago.

Li Yundan didn't expect that her great Emperor Li would take the initiative to flip the trash can.

Fortunately, she once went to the battlefield, and had too many eyes, with broken fingers and broken legs and large intestines. She didn't feel disgusted when she saw the garbage. But mosquitoes and flies disturbed people in summer, and the smell was unbearable. She searched for half a day without success, so she simply went straight to the garbage recycling bin.

With only seven days left before the half of July, she began to "do her job". She first acquired a bunch of old newspapers, and then went back and forth between major old book stalls. In addition to the necessary selling of talismans and elimination of spirits, she either read newspapers or read books.

I can only say that there is a golden house in the book, and she does know a lot of past events piled up in corners.

For example, in the third year after the construction of the cage house, a nine-jiao Fengshui master boldly stated that the Cao family could not take care of the Fengshui bureau, so he recruited a group of rich people from his peers to help build the cage house. On the surface, he would get a share of the pie and share the blessings, but in fact he would share the harm and risks of the Fengshui bureau. Otherwise, why would the Cao family not continue to make money with the Fengshui bureau and make the only one's own business, but instead insisted on "sharing" with others? There is no free lunch in the world.

However, three weeks later, the Feng Shui master was reported by reporters that "the epilepsy seizure is not cured" and occupied the front pages of major newspapers for a time. People who were once moved by his words could not help but shake their hearts. People who were still hesitant to live in the cage house finally moved into the cage house... After all, who would believe the nonsense spoken by a sick person?

For example, on the day the cage house was built, nine families involved in the project came with a group photo. At that time, the newspapers were only black and white, and some people could not recognize their faces, but the words on the side could still be identified. Li Yundan looked carefully under the lamp and saw several names written between the lines.

Fengshui masters Song Weiming, Liang Bufan, Xu Wanmian...Investors Cao Fu, Zou Liying...

She patiently checked one by one, but only faced her, and found that many people in the newspaper photos were missing a name. The man was a half-grown child who was held in Cao's arms, and he couldn't tell the difference between men and women, but he always gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Could it be the junior of the Cao family? Or Song Zhige's close relative?

Reducing his doubts, Li Yundan called Cui Muxin: "I have something to ask you for help."

"You said you said!" The opposite side was very active.

Li Yundan was not polite: "You can't seem to be out of the Doming District?" The opposite side said, "I don't plan to ask in detail, I just asked you to help me find photos of the personnel of the Cao family, Zou family and other nine families through your own methods, as well as photos of the Feng Shui masters and their children."

Cui Muxin: "Boss, what are you doing?"

Li Yundan smiled and no one could tell the truth or falsehood of what he said: "I am just taking advantage of the situation and revenge. I am only allowed to use Feng Shui master to move me, and I am not allowed to use the art of disgust to fight them? I dare to go to the Sangu Hall to deal with Zhu Gu, but it is unreasonable if I don't teach me some lessons."

As if he was afraid of scaring her, Li Yundan added: "Don't worry, I'm responsible for doing things and will not cause any death. I just teach them some lessons and let them know that Maoshan is not easy to mess with."

"Okay, I understand!"

Li Yundan hung up the phone, quickly finished drawing today's talisman, and went to the old book stall next to the university town.

To be precise, this is a fresh market. I know that students don’t have much money in their pockets, and the stall owners here often collect second-hand goods to resell them. They have all kinds of game consoles, video and DVDs, and even many old books that cost a few cents a book.

Although the price is low, it is not without good products. Many medical students like to come to the old book stalls for Taobao. It is said that a Chinese medicine practitioner once bought an old acupuncture here, which made medical skills soar and became a pillar of the Chinese medicine hospital. Therefore, there are many students coming to the book stalls, and the stall owners are happy to let them sit on the bench and read books. Just give them two or three dollars.

"Hey, Fairy Li is here again!"

Not to mention, almost everyone in Doming District knew her. She gave her a stool and released a lot of old books, but she didn't even charge money.

Li Yundan did not refuse, so he just sat down and read it quickly. Due to his appearance, some students always squeezed to her to ask for a contact information. She generously gave it to her and emphasized: "Don't look for me if it's not a matter of eliminating the spirit."

Students:...

Li Yundan saw that it took an afternoon to flip from the east to the west of the book stall. Even so, she only found three photos and two paintings, and found nothing.

The old photos are published in the newspaper, which are family portraits of the Zou family, both old and young. The paintings describe Liu Xian’s story, and the pictures are similar to what she saw in Sangu Hall. It is also a woman preaching, and a bunch of children in red, blue, white, or red, black and gray are clapping their hands.

No clue or clue, it's really a clean break!

Including the photos sent by the Creators, she has seen the faces of men and women, as well as the faces of a group of children, but she really can't see any abnormalities.

No, she returned to the cage room for the time being.

Room No. 044 on the 16th floor was so quiet that it was a bit unusual. After taking a shower, she heard the ceiling fan in the living room creaking.

As July is approaching, the number of ghosts in the cage house gradually increases, and some ghosts who were not visible will also be exposed, but Li Yundan is not interested in killing them, and he treats them as if he hasn't seen them. However, the ghosts that disturb her purity are different, so he should have taught her some lessons.

Li Yundan walked into the living room with his knife, looked up at the ceiling fan, and this time he could see it clearly.

The reason why the ceiling fan creaked was that there was a ghost hanging on it. A hemp rope and a white shirt. The hanged ghost looked like he was not old, but he didn't expect that he was so uneasy during his lifetime, and he was the same after his death.

When it saw Li Yundan coming, it looked like it was crying without tears. It seemed to be asking for mercy but couldn't untie the rope, so it could only yell, which sounded miserable.

Li Yundan was silent for a moment and raised his knife to cut its rope. Who knew that the hanged ghost could not land on the ground. The rope would float in the air even if it broke. But it thanked Li Yundan for helping it get rid of its constraints and finally no longer had to live under the ceiling fan.

Hanging ghost: "Can you give me a sip of incense?"

Oh, it's a beggar.

Li Yundan was bored, so he simply took a loaf of bread and a bottle of water, lit a fragrance and inserted it on his head. The smoke was misty, and the hanged ghost's cheeks were red due to the smoke, and he couldn't help but "eat" the cigarette in big mouthfuls.

"Who are you?" Li Yundan asked, "How long have you been dead here?"

Hanging ghost: "I am the former owner, but you actually live in my house."

Li Yundan:...

"The guardian said that the owner of Room No. 044 on the 16th floor had an urgent matter and left the house and didn't come back." Li Yundan said, "As a result, you were hung in the house?"

Hanging ghosts: "If they don't say that, how can anyone dare to come to live in a house?"

That's true.
To be continued...