Where is Mr. Ren willing to listen, his daughter is about to jump off the building, of course he has to take care of it. Ma Zhuang and I hugged Mr. Ren together, he struggled, Kaohsiung whispered: "Don't move, Master Azan is casting spells, don't be afraid!" Mr. Ren said loudly No, Ma Zhuang had to cover his mouth with his hands, and Kaohsiung cut his hands back. When the three of them struggled wildly, they saw his daughter standing on the windowsill without moving, her body straight and straight, looking ahead, as if she would jump at any moment. Mr. Ren was so anxious that his face was bruised, and he opened his mouth to bite Ma Zhuang's hand, so painful that he couldn't help screaming, and Azanbudan walked to the window and stopped chanting mantras. Mr. Ren's daughter looked down and looked around, and then behind her, she screamed in fright, and her expression immediately turned from laughter to crying. As soon as her feet were weak, her left leg slipped out of the windowsill, and Mr. Ren shouted, and Azanbudan had reached out and grabbed the clothes on Mr. Ren's daughter's back and pulled her back hard, pulling her back and about to fall to the floor. Ma Zhuang was anxious and ran over to support her back.

I just let Mr. Ren go, and he ran over to help my daughter up, and she was so frightened that she couldn't stop crying. Azambudan said to me and Kaohsiung: "The transcendence is over, and the Yin Spirit has left this house. "I asked Kaohsiung if he could let the Yin Spirit reincarnate into a better family, Kaohsiung snorted, saying that it was an arrangement in the dark, and it was not a matter of high mana that could let the Yin Spirit enter the mansion, so he had no choice.

While we were talking, suddenly Azambudan looked at a certain position at his feet and recited the mantra again. Kaohsiung was also puzzled, stood up, and asked me which bedroom was in this direction, and Mr. Ren said, "It's my wife's fitness room, what's wrong?"

Kaohsiung translates the past, "There is a strong yin qi there." Azambudan replied. After listening to my translation, Mr. Ren was very surprised, saying that there was a very large statue of a god in the gym, which his wife had invited back from India before he got married, and it seemed to be very effective. The gym is not allowed to enter, not even him.

Mr. Ren asked Ma Zhuang to take care of his daughter first, we all went downstairs to the living room, Kaohsiung asked Mr. Ren to turn on the light, everyone came to the door of the fitness room, Mr. Ren knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response inside. Azambudan stood at the door and continued to chant mantras, when Uncle Ren and the nanny also came to the living room and looked at him suspiciously. Uncle Ren asked Mr. Ren in a low voice how Xiaolu was, and Mr. Ren was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a woman's voice faintly coming from the fitness room, but he couldn't hear whether it was talking or what.

"The gym is equipped with soundproof doors bought from Beijing," Mr. Ren said, pressing his ear against the door, "and she had asked for it again and again." The interior walls are also soundproofed, making it difficult to hear from the outside. ”

I wondered, "Is there any special ritual, if you just meditate and practice without soundproofing, maybe you have to play a recording or something." Kaohsiung didn't speak, just looked at Azan Budan. Aunt Ren and the nanny stood on both sides, with disdainful looks on their faces. Within two minutes, a similar low laugh could be heard in the room.

Kaohsiung put his ear against the crack in the door, then straightened up: "It's fucking soundproof, I can't hear anything!"

The nanny asked, "What is she laughing at inside?" Aunt Ren pouted, saying that the ghost only knew what she was laughing at, but unfortunately this door could not be opened, and no one could see it. The nanny anxiously asked if something would happen, and Aunt Ren said, "It's useless to have an accident, the door can't be opened, what can you do?" At this time, I saw that Mr. Ren's expression was a little strange, and he seemed to hesitate, so I called him to the side and asked if there was something to hide from us.

Mr. Ren whispered to me that he actually had a spare key to the gym door, and that he was afraid of any accidents at that time, so he quietly entrusted the manufacturer to match it. I hurriedly asked him to bring the key quickly, but don't alarm the family yet. Mr. Ren nodded, and quickly sneaked into the study with me, opened the safe, and took out a key from it. I saw that this key is made of white steel, with two snake-like grooves on it, which is very unusual, and it is estimated that ordinary lockpicking companies will not match it.

Suddenly, I heard the nanny outside exclaiming, I hurriedly ran out of the study with Mr. Ren, and asked what was wrong, the nanny said, "What is the sound inside?" I pricked up my ears and heard the sound of talking faintly coming from inside, which seemed to come from a long distance.

Kaohsiung asked, "Can you hear what it is?" Try it with a water glass!"

This reminded me, and I quickly took a glass from the coffee table and buckled it upside down on the door, this time I heard it much more clearly: "It seems that it is not wanted, something else......" The nanny was very surprised, and was so anxious that she stamped her foot and asked what to do. I asked Mr. Ren to open the door quickly, and Uncle Ren asked, "How can he open it, can he still use his shoulder to open it?"

At this time, Mr. Ren had already taken out the key, opened the door of the fitness room, and just opened a crack, he instantly heard the shout of Mr. Ren's wife: "Don't kill me, don't, don't!" Mr. Ren hurriedly rushed in, I saw that the lights were dim inside, and the statue of the god standing against the wall was two or three meters high, and it was placed against the wall, smiling, with a mustache, curly and long hair, and a small person sitting on top of his head, which seemed to be a woman. There were many low candles scattered on the floor, some lit, some extinguished, some crooked to the side but the flames were still burning. Mr. Ren's wife was lying on the floor rolling back and forth, but no one was in sight.

Mr. Ren and the nanny held down his wife together, Azambudan raised his hand to signal, and Kaohsiung said loudly: "Let go of her, leave her alone!"

This made Mr. Ren very angry: "When is it, still watching jokes?" I hurriedly said that it was not a joke, but now it is Master Azan who is casting a spell to exorcise evil spirits, and it must be carried out without interference. The nanny and Mr. Ren were puzzled, Kaohsiung and I dragged them both to the door, and Azam Budan slowly walked up to the idol, took out a knife, cut the middle finger of his left hand, raised his left arm, and smeared some blood on the idol's chest.

Mr. Ren's wife, who was rolling on the ground, let out a scream like killing a pig again, scaring the nanny and Aunt Ren so much that they almost didn't fall, I hurriedly asked them to go out first, closed the door, and while Azanbudan continued to recite, Mr. Ren trembled and asked, "What's wrong with my wife?" Kaohsiung shook his head and waved his hand to him to indicate that it was okay, and then saw Azanbudan gently raise the middle finger of his left hand towards the idol, and more than a dozen drops of blood were sprinkled on the idol's chest. Mr. Ren's wife was lying on her back, her waist and abdomen were raised high, her head and feet were still on the ground, and her whole body was like an arc.

Azanbudan cut his finger with a blade again, sprinkled with fresh blood droplets, and within a few minutes, Mr. Ren's wife gradually lay flat, her hair was messed up like a madman, her face was full of beads of sweat, and she didn't move anymore. Sitting cross-legged in front of the idol, I saw that some of the falling candles beside me had ignited the books piled on the floor, and I hurriedly stepped on them.