The old man stretched out his hand and bent his body slightly to make a gesture of inviting in, which made people feel polite.

Zhang Yi returned the sword to Lao Dao, and walked into the house with Wicker one after the other.

The house is decorated in Chinese style, and there is a set of antique Eight Immortals tables and chairs in the center of the living room. The table was clean and spotlessly clean.

On the wall in the center of the hall is hung a pair of powerful calligraphy in the sky, which reads: Do not seek great wealth and wealth, but only seek plain and peaceful.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi secretly laughed in his heart, now in these days, the rich and noble people seek to be bland, and the poor people seek to be rich, but the result is that it is all the opposite.

The old man warmly beckoned Zhang Yi and Wicker to sit down, and an aunt who looked like a nanny about fifty years old brought tea, the tea was fragrant, and when she smelled it, she knew that it was the best Tieguanyin in Anxi.

"Since the two of them want to smash Liu Daxian's field, then presumably the two of them should also be capable people who drive away evil spirits and avoid evil."

The old man's thinking is a little different, according to common sense, the family members should be angry to drive away these "troublemakers", but this old man doesn't think so, he not only invited Zhang Yi Wicker into the house to entertain him, but also felt that these two people were extraordinary.

This may be a kind of temperament cultivation!

"Yes, I'm from a fat and thin funeral supplies store in the east of Jialin City, not a role, but this is indeed a well-known onmyoji in our industry."

Wicker pointed with a finger, Zhang Yi took out a business card and handed it to the old man.

Zhang Yi not only admired the wicker's ability to make things up at this moment, but also secretly complained bitterly, isn't it a scolding for a person who sells funeral supplies to give business cards this year.

But the old man took the business card, his face was still a light and breezy look, he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and after looking at the business card carefully for a while, not only was he not angry, but he was very happy.

"It seems that I am not mistaken, those who make funeral supplies deal with death, and they must have seen a lot of supernatural things, and you all recommend them in this industry, so it must be bad."

The old man stood up and arched his hand, "Then my grandson will ask the two of you." ”

At this time, the old Taoist who was chanting words at the door immediately turned around and walked in.

"This can't be done, I've been doing this for a long time, and I'm about to enter the house to subdue the ghost, you two can't come out halfway and rob me of the fruits of victory."

Lao Dao's face was anxious and uneasy, and he stomped in the house, and the immortal wind qi in his body was gone.

The old man was about to say something but was interrupted by Zhang Yi.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can catch your ghost first, we won't mix it for the time being"

Whether to catch ghosts or not, whether to exorcise evil spirits or not is a later word for Zhang Yi, the purpose of his trip is to find the ghosts and ghosts in the mouth, not for the 200,000 to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits.

Of course, it would be best if he could find the living souls and wandering ghosts and get the 200,000, but what he lacked at the moment was money.

At this point, Zhang Yi is almost certain that the ghost cha said that the living soul and the wandering ghost are related to the incident of the two guys, and it is absolutely right to start from here.

"Then old man, can you explain the reason for this matter more clearly, so that it is convenient for us to cut the pulse and diagnose and prescribe the right medicine."

Zhang Yi is a person who can quickly enter the state, and at this moment he has become an onmyoji, or he is.

The old man habitually lifted the frame of his glasses, his face was covered with clouds, he glanced in the direction of the second floor and sighed deeply, and then told Zhang Yi about his grandson's helpless experience.

The old man's grandson, Huang Xie Wen, and Xie Bin, a town student, are both first-year students at Jialin University, and they met to go to Gudu, Yangzhou to play during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday a month ago.

But that's what happened during this tour.

One day, during the trip, Huang Xie Wen saw the green lake and had the idea of swimming, so he told Xie Bin about the idea, and Xie Bin naturally agreed, because they had just learned to swim and just showed their skills.

When the two of them were swimming in the lake, they suddenly had an accident.

Xie Bin suddenly had cramps in his feet and couldn't move, Huang Xie Wen saw it and immediately went to the rescue, but because he had just learned to swim and had no experience in rescuing people, he swam directly in front of Xie Bin and was ready to carry him and drag him ashore.

But at this moment, Xie Bin kept sinking due to extreme panic, and he grabbed Huang Xie Wen's hair out of survival instinct.

When people encounter danger in the water, the force is huge, Xie Bin grabbed Huang Xie Wen at once and did not let go, and Huang Xie Wen had nowhere to escape, so the two struggled together and sank into the water and lost their intuition.

However, the Grim Reaper did not pick them up, and I don't know how long it took, Huang Xie Wen woke up, and he found himself lying on a rock by the lake, and the sun had already set, leaving only a golden afterglow.

He stood up and didn't find Xie Bin, so he shouted along the lake and searched, but he didn't find it for a long time, and at this moment his heart almost collapsed.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud sound of water flowing in the middle of the lake. Huang Xie Wen looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but tremble.

The water on the surface of the lake takes on a whirlpool, and the surrounding water swirls and flows into the huge black hole in the middle, which grows larger and larger, and seems to swallow the whole lake.

Huang Xie Wen naturally had never seen this kind of scene, he was shocked at first, but it quickly turned into fear, and then he ran away.

It was getting dark, Huang Xie Wen was completely disoriented, he didn't know where to run, but at the moment, he just had to run, the farther away from that lake, the better.

When the night came in an instant, a crooked crescent moon appeared on the horizon, although it could not shine on the earth, but it brought him a trace of comfort.

Huang Xie Wen crawled in the hazy moonlight and groped his way forward, but he quickly touched a big stone, looked at it fixedly, and was dumbfounded, this is the big stone he woke up from just now.

He ran so many ways desperately and then returned to the same place, Huang Xie Wen almost collapsed, he sat down on the big rock and cried loudly.

At this time, the huge whirlpool black hole on the surface of the lake sounded a woman's singing, and the song was a tune similar to Yue Opera.

The melody is mournful, with a kind of desolation, but at the same time it adds an eerie atmosphere to this hazy moonlit night.

Huang Xie Wen couldn't help but feel numb all over his body when he heard this tune at this moment, but he still instinctively looked into the middle of the water.

When he saw the lake, his whole body trembled in an instant, only to see a head with long hair slowly stretch out from the swirling black hole, and then a ghost in a red robe was revealed.

The ghost floated on the surface of the water, and its long hair seemed to cover the entire surface of the lake, turning it black.

She turned her back to Huang Xie Wen and continued to chant the creepy tune in a low voice, as if she didn't mean to pay attention to him.

Huang Xie Wen couldn't hear what he was singing, and he didn't care about what he was singing, he only knew that there was no doubt that there was a ghost in front of him, and he had to run.

He immediately pulled his legs and limbs out of the water as if he were mad, away from the place where he was suffocating.

I don't know how long I ran, Huang Xie Wen felt the sound of water under his feet, he looked down and saw that the hairs on his body stood on end, and then he realized that he had run into the water at some point.

Less than a meter in front of him, the ghost figure with long hair and red robes stood in front of him.

She still had her back to Zhang Yi, but she stopped singing, and a giggling laugh came out of her mouth.

The laughter was not good, hoarse, harsh.

Only then did Huang Xie Wen find himself standing on the surface of the water, and under his feet was the blue lake several meters deep.

At this time, Huang Xie Wen wished that this was a dream, and the dream woke up with a sunny and comfortable life.

But the ghost in red completely made him realize that this was not a dream, and all this was true.

She slowly began to turn around, her bones making a crisp sound, and the water around her began to boil.