According to Ye Wanzhen, everything has a reason, and it is impossible to provoke unclean things for no reason.

On the way Zong Wuze and Ye Wanzhen went to a man's house, Ye Wanzhen kept telling me these things. At first I didn't care much, until Ye Wanzhen told me that any ghost that could come to me was not unreasonable.

Most of them have some opportunities with the host, which is what ordinary people call enemies, relatives and creditors.

Ye Wanzhen said that I could understand it in a daze, so she asked her: "You said that if there is no reason, the ghost would not find the host?"

"Of course, ghosts also have their own world. As the saying goes, humans and ghosts have different paths, but this is what they say."

Ye Wanzhen was very polite. I glanced at Zong Wuze who was driving.

Thinking about it, I asked again: "If there is nothing to do with it, will it come to you?"

"It's not none, but very few, at least I haven't met my senior brother yet." I became surprised when Ye Wanzhen said this.

Although my ancestors were ghost exorcists, I have never seen a ghost since I was a child. Why did I see ghosts one after another since my grandma died?

Can ghosts also depend on the dish? They dare not invade when grandma is there. When grandma is gone, they will become rampant.

Think about it, it is unlikely that, if it really is like that, wouldn’t grandma be very capable? Why hasn’t the yellow rosewood bracelet in my hand changed at all?

It was the bead that opened its eyes on it, but I got it by killing the beautiful genius in red.

Grandma is another person from another surname, but she just married into the Wen family.

After thinking about it, I still asked more: "What if I came to look for it again and again?"

"Then it's trouble." Ye Wanzhen said with a serious look on her face. When I saw her like that, my heart suddenly slammed.

Could it be that there is some blood hatred?

"It depends on how deep the opportunity is. If it is deep, it will last for hundreds or thousands of years, and a person will only reincarnate for a hundred years. This is hard to say. If it is shallow, it is not impossible in this life and the past life."

The more Ye Wanzhen said it, the more mysterious it became, and I felt the cold wind gushing on my vest.

I even thought to myself, could it be that the zombie ghoul hanging coffin has had with me for many lifetimes? If not, why did I come to me?

The name is so smooth!

Just as I was thinking, the car had stopped, I realized how courageous the person who came forward to Yin and Yang Firm was.

"What a big villa." Ye Wanzhen got out of the car and opened her mouth wide. Zong Wuze had no expression at all. As soon as he appeared, he took out the compass in his hand and measured the Yin value in front of the villa door.

I leaned over and took a look, and the yin value was zero.

I looked up at Zong Wuze and asked him, "Is this the meaning of no ghost?"

Zong Wuze glanced at me, knocked on the door without saying a word, and soon an older woman came out.

The woman was in her forties, wearing a simple gray dress. When she saw us, she asked us who we were looking for.

At this moment, the fat man who had found us inside came out and called the woman: "They are the ones I invited to catch ghosts, open the door and let them in."

The man was surprised when the woman finished speaking, but she quickly put us in.

After entering the sect, Wu Ze held the compass in his hand and measured the Yin value in every place. Strangely, there was no Yin value in the villa at all.

"Come with me." The man said, turning around and walking into the basement. At this time, the pointer on the compass was fluctuating a little, but the wave sense was not very strong. Until we arrived at the basement, there was a big fluctuation on the compass through the door in the basement.

When I saw that my Yin value reached more than 180, I instantly widened my eyes.

With such a strong Yin value, could it be that there is a ghost inside that is even more powerful than a zombie ghoul?

Just as I was thinking, Zong Wuze put away the compass, turned around and looked around at the basement door, as if he was looking for something.

Ye Wanzhen pulled me and asked me to back off.

"We can just take a look at it for the first time, and leave it to my senior brother." Ye Wanzhen pulled me aside and said in a low voice in my ear.

I looked at Ye Wanzhen, but I didn't expect that when she was afraid, the ghosts inside must be very fierce. She was right and just handed them over to her senior brother.

So I took a step back and focused on how Zong Wuze exorcised ghosts.

"Where is your place?" Zong Wuze frowned, as if this matter was very difficult, and he regretted taking on this business.

At first, the fat man refused to say it, but after thinking about it, he still said: "I'm going to hide it from you, I've never died here."

Has anyone died?

Ye Wanzhen and I were both surprised and looked at each other, then heard the fat man continue to say.

"The house was originally a piece of land, and I spent a lot of money to buy it back and build a villa for my daughter, but I was deceived by local people. I realized that it turned out to be a cemetery underneath."

Cemetery?

Building a house on a cemetery?

This is the first time I heard of it, it was so unexpected.

"What's next?" Zong Wuze's expression was very serious, indicating that this matter is difficult to deal with.

Seeing that Zong Wuze saw something, the other party was not able to hide it, so he told the whole story.

The man is fifty-six years old this year. He bought it here when he was thirty-seven and planned to build a villa for his little daughter.

Shortly after buying it, a villa was built on the ground, but the house collapsed halfway through it. The man became surprised and asked people to continue building it and build it on the ground again. As long as it could be built, he would not want to give up.

Unexpectedly, the house collapsed three times in a row.

Such a collapse for no reason was obviously something at work, so the fat man found a Taoist priest and showed it.

As a result, the Taoist priest said that there was a cemetery below, and the ghosts inside were in trouble and could not be built in any building.

The fat man decided to give up building. He didn't want such a bad place.

But the Taoist priest said that although this is a cemetery, it is also a treasure pot. As long as the house is built and the Yin spirit below is suppressed here, the Feng Shui here will be prosperous.

The man was half-believing and half-doubted, but in the end he asked the Taoist priest what method to use.

Instead, I asked two childhood virgins to sacrifice to the ghosts below in the next life, so that the house could be built.

The fat man said he did not agree, so the matter was put on hold.

But the Taoist priest said that there is another way, which is to find a man born in Yang year, Yang month, and Yang day, and the same is true.

The fat man said there was no such person, but he said he could spend money to buy his life.

What happened later naturally happened, and the so-called spending money can make the devil push the mill.

If someone is willing to spend money on his life, someone will definitely pay for his life.

Not long after, the man saw a 20-year-old boy who was in his youth. The boy was willing to accept the fate of being buried alive and exchanged money for his girlfriend to extend his life.

Then the fat man gave the young man 20,000 yuan, and the business was completed.

The fat man said he regretted it too, after all, it was a living life and died in his hands.

After listening to the man's words, Ye Wanzhen and I were silent.

I think this is not supposed to be catching ghosts for such people.

But Zong Wuze did not mean to leave, but instead said: "You are slaughtering a life stance, which means offering the lives of living people to the ghosts.

If you do this, a living person will be poured into cement and die. If he is willing, it would be fine. If not, if he suffers great pain when he dies, he will inevitably have great resentment. If this resentment accumulates under your house for a long time, something will happen sooner or later."

"So I set up a mourning hall below here and worship him every month." The fat man explained.

Zong Wuze's face was full of amusement: "I only heard that I worship Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, but I haven't heard that I worship an evil ghost."

"This..." the man hesitated and his face turned blue.

"Zhenzhen, give him the deposit and let's go." Zong Wuze turned around and wanted to leave, and the fat man grabbed Zong Wuze's arm.

"Don't leave. Since you have seen it, you must have seen other things. Only you can save me. I beg you. I can give you as much money as you want. I just want you to protect my family and help me get rid of the thing inside."

The fat man almost knelt on the ground. Ye Wanzhen looked at Zong Wuze, and Zong Wuze had no expression on his face.

"If you do something that is unreasonable, I will help you, and I will help the evildoer."

Zong Wuze turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly a gust of cold wind came from the door. I felt a little cold all over my body and couldn't help but have a cold war.

Zong Wuze's face changed, he turned around and looked into the door. His eyes narrowed slightly, took out a few pieces of talisman paper on his body, and waved his hand and stuck it on the door panel.

But at this moment, the door panel slammed outward.

When the man heard the sound, he was immediately panicked.

"Dad, Dad." The girl's crying sound came from inside. Zong Wuze suddenly looked at the man. The man was depressed and his face lost its luster.

"Your daughter is inside?" Zong Wuze asked, and the man said for a long time: "In order to revenge on me, he killed my daughter."

The man stopped talking after he finished speaking, but looked at Zong Wuze.

In the face of human life, Zong Wuze had to rescue him, but just in case, Zong Wuze still drew a talisman on his body with black blood mixed with cinnabar.

It's in front of you and behind you.

Ye Wanzhen and I both looked down at each other. Then Zong Wuze walked to the door, waved his hand, and the yellow talisman on the door panel opened and fell to the side.

The door opened immediately, but as soon as the door opened, I saw a young girl pressing under her body by a black shadow, and the black shadow was hitting the girl with force, causing the girl to make a sound that was both painful and enjoyable.

Because he had seen Han Weiwei being ravaged by a group of ghosts, it was no surprise that what he saw was, but Ye Wanzhen was stunned.

I pushed Ye Wanzhen for a moment, and Ye Wanzhen came back to her senses.

When Ye Wanzhen turned around, she blushed, and what I care more about was how Zong Wuze would get rid of the thing in front of her.

I saw that the thing was unscrupulous, just glanced at us, turned around and began to ravage the girl under me again. The girl's eyes were blurred and her expression was distracted, and she had long been unaware of the situation.

Zong Wuze didn't seem to be in a hurry to rescue the girl, but instead observed the basement where the yin energy was filled.
Chapter completed!