If one day he bulldozed the Fallen Leaf Peak and killed all those evil masters and evil paths, these damaged Yin Virtues should be able to make up for it.

Seeing that he had decided, Huang Guan didn't say anything, got up and was about to leave, and when he left, he said, "If you are too forward-looking and backward, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve great things." ”

Chen San naturally heard it, he made this decision, and he naturally said it to him, but he didn't know what the purpose of Huang Guan's words was.

Lu Kaiyuan took the letterhead and looked at it, Chen San tilted his head and said, "You read it, I can read it." ”

After that, Lu Kaiyuan read it to Chen San according to what was written on the letterhead, not to mention that Lu Kaiyuan read it with his finger like this, Chen San recognized several words, especially those simple ones.

'Zhendong Zhao Family, Zhao Yuanpei, entrusted me with the Xuantian Sect Sect Sect.

Recently, the family is uneasy, there are abnormal noises after the night, the items are misplaced, the occasional calligraphy and painting on the wall fall to the ground on their own, the day is safe, the family quarrels constantly, the anger is impatient, I am afraid that there are ghosts and things to disturb the restlessness, and I hope that the people in the sect will quickly check. ’

A few lines of words are clear, nine times out of ten it is a ghost thing, according to Chen San's experience with Yang Chengzi in the past, this is indeed a movement caused by filthy things in the home.

Lu Kaiyuan had never dealt with ghosts in other people's homes, and he didn't take any other work except darts when he was in the branch, and this kind of thing was the first time for him.

However, it is not the first time for him to kill ghosts, and most of the darts are very long, and it is common for a dart to go back and forth for more than half a month.

This dart is also exquisite, some darts can live in a post inn, some darts are not, to put it bluntly, if you don't want to lose the dart, it is a meal and sleeping, and you will naturally encounter ghosts when you sleep in the wilderness.

If they are safe, it will be fine, but if it disturbs their purity, the soul will be scattered, which is the ultimate fate of those ghosts.

Chen San and Lu Kaiyuan took the letterhead and walked towards the east of the town, along the way Chen San told Lu Kaiyuan how the big disciple of Maoshan Yang Chengzi took him to subdue demons and subdue demons and cross ghosts.

Not to mention, he added fuel and vinegar to it, Lu Kaiyuan really had some confidence, it was really the previous silver that lost all his confidence, if he was allowed to choose, he would definitely choose a dart, it would be much safer.

The hour is still early, the town is already full of people, the hawkers shouting, the neighbors greeting, the tea stalls drinking tea, the rich son Qin Yu in the town is teasing the shopkeeper of the rouge shop again......

When passing by the Xinliang rice shop, the shopkeeper Luo had already taught the man a lesson in the rice shop, and the appearance of shouting five and drinking six did not look like the lady who had just died.

Lu Kaiyuan said that it may be on the face, crying in front of the guys, I'm afraid it's not good.

Went around and came to the Zhao Mansion, with red lanterns, although the door was not as good as the Wei Mansion and the Bai Mansion, but it could be regarded as a wealthy family in Yulong Town.

The two words Zhao Mansion of Douda hung above the heads of the two, according to the word, this was the first surname that Chen San knew, and he didn't even know his own surname Chen.

knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man came out of the house, wearing a black and red vest and a long shirt, with a piece of jade hanging around his waist, looking at the value of silver, a little blessed, his face was slightly haggard, and his face showed a look of anxiety.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, big nose, two earlobes are very big, in Yang Chengzi's words, this person is quite blessed, and a touch of beard looks even older, giving people a feeling of being a shrewd businessman.

It's just that the haggard and anxious look made the face that originally looked like a god and tiger a lot older.

The two explained their intentions, and Zhao Yuanpei, a man from the Zhao family, took them into the house.

The small courtyard is not big or small, a courtyard that is two zhang long and three zhang wide, there are a few kings in the small pond, there are a few koi, rockery pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, a very pleasant courtyard.

Obviously, this Zhao Yuanpei is a scholar, at least he used to be a scholar, Chen San used to go to the calligraphy and painting shop with Sanyu, and the calligraphy and paintings about the courtyard were not moved by this Zhao Yuanpei to the original class.

The courtyard is the house, the house gate is facing the hall, there are many calligraphy and paintings, the three rooms are turned around, and there is a small courtyard behind it, in which some vegetables are grown.

Looking at it, Chen San felt that the entire courtyard of this Zhao Mansion was similar to the deserted Lu Mansion on the edge of Yutai Town.

Zhao Yuanpei didn't be polite to them after inviting them into the house, and he walked around with them without making a pot of tea, talking about the strange things that had happened recently.

One of them is that the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the hall have never fallen off if they have been framed, but they are hung like this without framing, and they have to fall down every night, like a queue, not much, just drop one.

Chen San was also stupid, and asked him if he closed the door and window, maybe it was blown by the wind, and he was choked back by Zhao Yuanpei's sentence who slept and the doors and windows were not closed.

Chen San looked at them one by one, and he didn't see any subtleties in the calligraphy and painting, except for the words on the top that he couldn't understand, the others were not much different from ordinary calligraphy and painting.

Listening to Zhao Yuanpei's introduction, some of them are still famous calligraphy and paintings, handed down by his father, I don't know if it's true or not, in short, neither of them can see anything famous in calligraphy and painting.

Second, the room is in this hall, and at night there will be a noisy sound flickering, and next to the hall is his son's bedroom, so he can hear it very clearly.

Now the people have moved to the back, and there is no one in the middle of the night, sometimes wailing, sometimes hissing, sometimes strange laughter, who can stand this.

But if anyone is not brave enough to dig a grave in the middle of the night, it is estimated that no one will dare to sleep alone in the next room.

Chen San: They came here in broad daylight, and they walked around the hall several times, except for the breeze blowing, the rustling of the leaves outside, the sound of the flowing water of the small bridge, and the chirping of birds, nothing else was heard.

Third, I don't know when Zhao Yuanpei found that his family, daughter-in-law, mother, and his son have become very irritable, but they don't like each other, and they always feel comfortable scolding for a while.

His old lady in her sixties, her teeth have almost fallen out, and she used to be very kind and kind, and she was my son and my son, and she rarely blamed him since she was a child.

In these days, any trivial things, what food is not soft enough, a few fallen leaves have fallen in the courtyard, he didn't go to greet her in the morning, and his clothes are a little depreciated, in short, he can scold him for anything.

not only scolded him, but everyone scolded, her precious grandson, her daughter-in-law, in short, the slightest displeasure is a stinking scolding.

Originally, he scolded two sentences, but his daughter-in-law has a weak temperament on weekdays, and she speaks softly, gentle and virtuous.

But during this period of time, the old lady scolded for two sentences, and the daughter-in-law did not fall behind at all, and the forked waist was scolding, and there was no meaning to be humble.

Isn't it quarrelsome to scold one and reply to one, plus his son, who is the age of raising the bar, he is not happy to quarrel with two people, so he always has to interject a few words, and if he can't get it, it will become a group fight.

He Zhao Yuanpei was not in a hurry, he was very slow, and he would always be unable to help but scold a few words when he was so noisy with them, in short, the chickens and dogs jumped at home, and there was no time for peace for a long time.

When he was drinking tea with his old friend, his old friend's words seemed to wake him up.

"There's nothing unclean in your house, if you don't find someone to take a look, it's a clear house of rest!"

Zhao Yuanpei asked Xuantianzong to investigate this matter, that is, there were no Taoist monks in this town, otherwise Chen San and Lu Kaiyuan would not have a chance to take over this task.

First in the hall, then in the back room, the family saw it, and it was indeed as Zhao Yuanpei said, looking like he was looking for something, which was very unkind.

Chen Sanzai carefully observed, there was no sign of several people being possessed by ghosts, and in Lu Kaiyuan's perception, there was no ghost qi left on the bodies of several people, and they should not have been on their bodies in the past few days.

Walking around, this matter still has to be investigated from the hall, most of the things happen in the hall, although there is no ghost qi in the Zhao Mansion, but Chen San has a strong premonition, that thing is in the hall.

asked Zhao Yuanpei to find a stool to sit on the side, and after getting the answer, the two of them carefully turned over the things, and while flipping, let Zhao Yuanpei think to himself, has there been anything more in the house recently.

In Yang Chengzi's words, if there is something unclean in a room and you can't feel it, it will not be an ordinary ghost, and it must have a place to live.

If it wasn't something in the house, or someone brought it in from outside, anything was possible, it depended on the ghost and the chances of that thing.

Otherwise, for Yang Chengzi and Chen San, their perception is already strong enough, even the slightest hint of ghost qi will make them feel strange, no matter how powerful they are, they can't escape.

At that moment, Zhao Yuanpei rubbed his head and recalled, his brows were tightly locked, he didn't speak for a long time, he didn't have any hope at first glance, and of course the things were not necessarily brought back by him.

In the hall, there are several Taishi chairs, a table, a sea of tea, and a bookshelf, on which there are some unhung calligraphy, paintings and books.

There are brushes, inkstones, pens, and paper scrolls on the table, which should be the place where he writes and paints on weekdays, at a glance, there is nothing to pay special attention to, except for a three-finger thick brush on the side, which looks a little exaggerated and nothing else.

To say that the most likely is the bookshelf, Zhao Yuanpei also said that those books were brought back these days, but what kind of fame can books have, in addition to words or words, it is better to say that books are calligraphy and paintings.

There are rumors in the market that there are no calligraphy and paintings in which the women hook people's souls and harm people's lives, but Zhao Yuanpei has not bought any paintings in the past month, except for flowers, landscapes, pavilions and pavilions at home, there are no portraits of people, not one.

Chen San flipped through it, but didn't find anything, and when he flipped to a book, a piece of bamboo fell, and a woman on the bamboo piece raised her hand to half-cover her face, hiding her face and laughing, Chen San was stunned.

Isn't this a portrait of a woman, but this thing is carved in bamboo, carved on bamboo pieces, baked with fire paint, and used by scholars to make bookmarks.

Zhao Yuanpei was also stunned, he remembered that he bought this thing a few years ago, it was originally a small box of about 20 sheets, all of which were pretentious and very pleasing.

It's just scattered, lost, bad, he can't remember, but this thing was bought several years ago, and the house was restless recently, maybe it has nothing to do with this bamboo piece.

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