"Old Dao, what you said is true."

When Lao Dao heard this, he put his hand behind his back, looked arrogant, and said, "Believe it or not!" ”

Team Yuan experienced these things, and naturally believed in the old way, if it wasn't for the old way to save him, this life might be gone.

Team Yuan got down from the bed, bowed down to Lao Dao, and said, "Thank you Daoist for saving my life, and please ask Daoist to resolve the blood disaster for me." ”

Lao Dao glanced at Team Yuan and helped him up, and didn't say yes or no, picked up the cloth bag on the ground, and threw it to Team Yuan. ”

Team Yuan looked at the old Tao this time, and found that he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and between Gu Pan, he was very powerful, and a big black coffin behind him did not leave his body, which made Team Yuan feel that the old Tao in front of him was even more mysterious, so he wrapped the cloth in front of his chest, chased after him, and shouted loudly: "Hey! Michigan! Will you save it or not......"

After going down the mountain, Team Yuan briefly explained to Lao Dao the situation of the "44 Case" and the identity of the deceased, and then took Lao Dao to Lao Wutong Courtyard.

Since the death case of the old Wutong courtyard, people are panicked, and the guests who rent here have all moved away one after another, leaving the proprietress to live here, and the deceased Zhu Zhengxin died in that rental house, and the case has not been broken, naturally the door is locked, even the proprietress feels unlucky, and her mouth chatters: "It's really a thousand knives, where is it not good to die in my house, it's really damn bad luck, now it's okay, my courtyard can't be rented, everyone is not coming, I really have eight lifetimes of mold." ”

Team Yuan and Xiao Liu came to the courtyard with Lao Dao, and before they entered the courtyard, they heard the voice of the proprietress scolding, but when such a thing happened, the proprietress inevitably felt resentful.

"Dao Chief, this is it."

Lao Dao has not yet stepped into the courtyard, only to see the whole courtyard in the deserted, plus the courtyard is some years, the courtyard wall is dilapidated, with a strong wind swept away, the plane tree on the tree fell a lot of leaves, fell on the ground and spread a ground, which made people look desolate.

"Boss, I'll bring someone over to take a look today."

The Yuan team saw the boss lady and said hello briefly, but the boss lady was not enthusiastic, she simply glanced at the Yuan team, and stood in front of the Yuan team A Taoist old man looked like a Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest was just that, but the old Taoist carried a black coffin behind him, so that the boss lady beckoned, and began to chant again: "Really unlucky, really unlucky, Yuan team This is all the keys in the courtyard, you read it and put the key in the courtyard for me, I really can't live in this place, I would rather be empty, I will move out in a few days." ”

After the proprietress hurriedly finished saying these words, she glared at Lao Dao unkindly, and strung out of the gate, as if she had seen a plague god.

"I'm sorry, the boss lady is this kind of character, I hope you don't ......"

Team Yuan wanted to apologize to Lao Dao, but Lao Dao waved his hand and signaled him not to speak.

Next, Lao Dao put his two fingers between his eyebrows, his lips kept squirming, opened his eyes, and then looked at the entire courtyard, only to see that the entire courtyard was shrouded in a thin layer of black gas, even in broad daylight, the sun could not shine through this layer of black gas.

"Does the Daoist see anything suspicious?"

"yes, isn't this haunted?"

Lao Dao completely ignored what the two said, and didn't say anything good, and frowned: "If I'm not mistaken, the deceased should have died in this room." ”

This time, Xiao Liu and Team Yuan glanced at each other, Xiao Liu stretched out his thumb with a smile, and said, "Dao Chief, you are really a god, you guessed right, the deceased Zhu Zhengxin died in this room." ”

"Xiao Liu open the door."

Team Yuan threw the key to Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu picked up the key and quickly opened the door, and said to Lao Dao: "Dao Chief, this is the room." ”

As soon as Lao Dao stepped into this room, he looked around the whole room, and finally spoke: "Don't go forward, the whole room is filled with a thick black gas, this black gas is also a fierce gas, if it is contaminated with people's bodies, it will make you unlucky, if people live here for a long time, it will be a serious illness, or even bedridden, and even life-threatening." ”

When the two of them heard this, they hurriedly stepped back, and Team Yuan's face also turned pale, he stuck out his tongue, his black eyes were fixed on Lao Dao's body, and he asked dumbfoundedly: "Dao Chief, is it really a ghost murder incident?" ”

Lao Dao paced back and forth in the room, looking at the corners of the room, vaguely wet, and put some silver dollars in the house from the Republic of China era, constantly tinkering with something, and then replied: "When did I say that it was a ghost murder incident?" ”

"But just now you said that there was a fierce aura in the house, didn't you ......?"

At this moment, Team Yuan wondered in his heart, looking at Lao Dao who didn't dare to make up something, he put silver dollars on the ground for a while, and then took some white powder and sprinkled it on the ground, even outside the compound, making people wonder what Lao Dao was thinking.

Lao Dao finally straightened up after all this last night, and said, "Wait for a while, and you'll know in a while." ”

About half an hour passed, and I saw that there was still a lot of viscous liquid on the ground that had been sprinkled with white powder, which also made Lao Dao's eyes stare suddenly, and he said, "It seems that I really didn't guess wrong." ”

"Dao Chief, what the hell is going on? Is it really a ghost? ”

Team Yuan looked frightened, thinking that he had been working for seven or eight years, and he had never encountered a supernatural event, since everything had happened on Baiyun Mountain, it made Team Yuan really believe that there were indeed ghosts in this world.

"This matter is extremely complicated, but I can tell you for sure that this kind of thing is not a ghost, it should belong to a spirit that has cultivated into a refinement."

"Spirits?"

Lao Dao sighed and said, "If you want to talk about this matter, you have to start from fifty years ago. ”

Lao Dao looked at the pale sky, his eyes looked a little confused, and he slowly said: "In the East, that is, in today's Japan, there is a Dongmi sect, among which there is a spell, called the Twelve Gods, the Twelve Gods originally belonged to China, and later spread to Japan, and were re-transformed by the Japanese evil men into a terrifying and evil spell, and there was a person named Wang Jian at that time......"

Lao Dao told the two of them about the fusion of Wang Jian and the Twelve Gods, and the fact that Wang Jian was not the one who was not able to slash Wang Jian back then, but was run away by the Twelve Gods with spirit, all of them told the two of them, but they didn't say a word about their own affairs, but the two of them were like listening to myths, their mouths opened wide, and their expressions were a little shocked, and they spoke for a long time before they spoke: "Dao Chief, what you said is true?" ”