A man was sitting on the edge of the road in the warm orange light, and the light came from the street lamp above his head.

This person is myself, and I'm hiding outside the old mansion of Nineteen.

Maybe it's not a good word to dodge, but I don't really have a good way to take this place.

After the first maintenance team was noisy, something unpleasant happened, so I had to ask Le Yan to contact another maintenance team.

I think what happened before was just an accident, after all, no matter what you do, accidents are always unavoidable.

But what happened next was unacceptable to me.

I knew before that this three-story building was not very peaceful, and every now and then there was a bloody incident.

But that's why houses in the city are so cheap.

Recently, thanks to my tireless efforts, my mana has not only fully recovered, but also increased.

Naturally, this gave me an inexplicable confidence that I would be able to suppress the evil that might exist in the old building at No. 19 Guanli Street.

I have to admit that now that I think about it, it was indeed me who floated.

I didn't care much about the ghosts until a cement slab fell in front of my eyes and smashed into the head of a cement mixer.

The house was in disrepair, and the bad reputation made it so bad that not many people dared to approach it, except for a few people who were driven by curiosity, and those people would certainly not repair the house.

In the blink of an eye, the young worker was smashed and poured into a large push of cement.

Because there was an argument for the first time, I didn't leave at that time, but found a clean place to sit.

This scene happened right in front of my eyes, and I felt a faint flash of yin qi, and then disappeared.

The worker choked on cement in his trachea, his head was still bleeding, and his injuries were so severe that we had to call an ambulance again.

My senses are accurate, so I don't think that subtle yin qi is my senses wrong.

In this case, I knew that there was danger, and I couldn't let them continue to work, so I just asked them to stop work and go back to rest.

Of course, it's doubtful whether they'll ever come back and continue to work.

I stayed here alone, and I naturally told Zheng Fatzi about these two accidents, but he was still busy counting and transferring the things in the secret room, so he couldn't come over to help me for a while.

Although he couldn't come over by himself, they didn't have much to do in the Nine Palaces, just to help Zheng Fatzi look at the things in the secret room, they could come over and help me, but I refused.

That yin qi was thin in the past, like a lonely ghost, and I thought my strength was enough to send her to the death.

According to my judgment, the ghost in the house probably hated to make changes, or that he didn't like the 'destruction' of the place, so he went after the workers who wanted to knock and mend it.

I couldn't get him out for a while, the thing was hiding very secretly.

So I took a shovel dropped by the workers and tentatively smashed the wall twice.

After two small pits appeared on the wall, I still stood in place, the surrounding environment did not change, and the yin qi did not appear.

"Are you a coward!"

I yelled and cursed, but no ghost responded.

There was silence around me, and no one paid any attention to me.

I had no choice but to move out the wooden cabinet that was about to rot in the corner.

The cabinet was already moldy, and it smelled so good that I thought I'd take the trouble to move it downstairs and throw it away.

There was no furniture left in the room that worked, and there were patches of brown or black plaque on the tables, chairs, and benches.

With a clang, I let go of my hand, and I threw the heavy broken wooden cabinet under the steps outside the door.

I'm going to continue to provoke, anyway, the ghost has a brain problem, I don't know how he escaped my thoughts, but as long as he dares to show up, I can send him where he needs to go.

With that in mind, I gasped and ran back.

I picked up another rocking chair, which wasn't light, with a splash of dark imprints.

Thinking of the strange legend of this building, I am afraid that the dark marks on the back of the chair are the traces left after the blood has dried up.

I avoided the dark scar, grabbed the chair, and struggled to move it out.

Soon, I was outside the gate.

It was empty next to the steps, and the wooden cabinet I had thrown at was gone.

I shook my head, thinking to myself, who started so quickly, and only after such a short while, carried away a cabinet of hundreds of pounds?

I thought to myself that the person who picked up the cupboard must have a bad look, and then threw the rocking chair in its place.

But when I got back into the hall, I found that the cabinet had returned to its original position at some point.

Immediately, I clenched my fists, I am not one of those ordinary people who can be scared, this set is useless to me.

I'm just angry, this guy has wasted half a day's strength, and it seems that when he is caught by me, I will also treat him well.

With that in mind, I walked over to the cabinet, and I put my hand on it, and a golden flame enveloped the entire cabinet.

If I had a choice, I didn't like this method, after all, my mana control was not very good, so I was afraid of lighting the house again with a fire, and this house was older, and I am afraid that it was not as strong as the previous building.

There was a 'crackling' sound, a puff of black smoke drifted out of the cracks, the light of the flames became brighter and brighter, and the entire cabinet was burned to ashes in the golden flames.

After a few seconds, when the cabinet had completely turned to dust, I withdrew the golden flame, which turned into three fire crows, which disappeared in my body, and the wall behind the wooden cabinet was also a large black mark.

I looked at the whole hall and snorted, "If you make trouble again, I'll set you on fire if I pull you out!"

My tone was cold, and I wasn't scared of ghosts or youkai.

It was cold in the room, but after I was intimidated, the temperature returned to normal.

I don't care if it's warm or cold, but it's a good choice, at least the guy with his head and tail is soft.

So I turned around and picked up two more round stools, intending to throw them out.

The rocking chair was still outside, blown by the wind, and the back of the chair was still shaking slightly.

But when I turned back, I was stunned, because there was a broken wooden cabinet against the wall.

I hurriedly stepped forward and examined the cabinet to make sure it was the original one.

(End of chapter)