When they arrived at Wei Donglin's house, after Wei Donglin beckoned them to sit down, he poured tea for them, and then drank tea with them.

They had been drinking tea, Wei Donglin didn't say anything, and Qi Lu didn't take the initiative to ask about the haunting, because he saw that Wei Donglin's hand holding the teacup was a little trembling, and it seemed that others were still a little nervous.

On the wall of the living room hangs an ancient painting, in which a young woman in ancient costume sits in a peach grove and plays the piano. There is no inscription on the painting, nor is there any handwriting, making it difficult to identify the date of the scroll.

Qi Lu seemed to be attracted by this painting, he got up and came to the ancient painting to admire the painting.

Under the bright light, Qi Lu's tall shadow was left on the wall, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. Feel your shadow suddenly disappear into a strange and huge shadow!

In fact, it cannot be said that his shadow has disappeared, but something suddenly appeared behind him and took away the light that had fallen on him.

It's the same thing, it's definitely not human! No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a figure, but like the shadow of a giant butterfly.

Qi Lu was stunned, he saw that this black shadow was materialized and clear, and the whole body flashed with a strange ghostly light, and a pair of blood-red eyes were revealed in the ghostly light.

But that's not the eyes! It's just the illusion formed by the weird scales on the wings, which makes people feel that they are a pair of demonic eyes.

At this moment, the butterfly's head transformed into a face, the face of a woman. In an instant, Qi Lu suddenly had a fear in his heart.

This face, he couldn't be more familiar, the face he had dreamed of in nightmares many times.

Qi Lu subconsciously looked away, but he found that his body was numb, and he felt that his soul was gradually leaving his body.

"Are you alright?" Lao Wu noticed Qi Lu's strangeness and came forward to ask.

In an instant, it returned to normal, and the silhouette of the ghost disappeared completely.

Is it all hallucination? Qi Lu was stunned, and the person also came back to his senses.

He settled down and asked Wei Donglin: "Where did you buy this painting?" ”

"I bought it from a roadside stall when I was traveling in Hainan."

"It seems that you have a good appreciation for antiques, although this painting is not a famous work, but it is still a painting with a lot of meaning."

"You've won the prize, I don't know anything about calligraphy and painting. It was my son who liked it, so he bought it. Wei Donglin said disapprerovingly: "It's not expensive, just two hundred yuan." ”

"It's really not expensive." Qi Lu smiled meaningfully.

Lao Wu whispered to him next to him: "This painting is a bit weird. ”

"I noticed." Qi Lu also whispered in response and sat back in the chair.

"Uncle Wei, why isn't Xiao Wei at home?"

Hearing Ding Xiaolan's question, Qi Lu remembered that she had said that Lao Wei's son was an otaku, and it was a bit abnormal to go out at night.

"He's been obsessed with playing the guitar lately, and he's formed a band with friends, and he has to rehearse until eleven o'clock every night before coming back."

"Cultivating sentiment is a good thing."

Qi Lu's interest was not here, he asked Wei Donglin tentatively: "Can you tell me about your encounter with Uncle Chen in Hainan?" ”

"Okay." Wei Donglin looked a little nervous, but he still told them what had happened.

Wei Donglin asked the leader for annual leave, and the father and son went to Hainan to play.

One afternoon, when they came back from the scenic spot, they met Chen Jixian at the door of the hotel. It turned out that Chen Jixian lived in seclusion in the countryside for a period of time and then came out to look for teachers and friends, and happened to pass by Hainan.

When they met an old friend in another country, the two were naturally very happy, so they found a restaurant nearby to eat and chat.

During the dinner, in addition to chatting about some trivial matters in their hometown, Chen Jixian asked Wei Donglin from time to time if he had encountered something strange recently.

Wei Donglin knew that he was a person who walked yin and yang, and when he saw him asking each other again and again, he noticed that there was something strange in it, so he asked Chen Jixian if he found that there was something wrong with him.

Chen Jixian told the truth, saying that there was black gas between his eyebrows, and persuaded Wei Donglin to go home as soon as possible to avoid evil spirits.

Wei Donglin didn't care, it was rare to take a vacation, and he was going to go to Yunnan with his son on the return trip.

Chen Jixian hurriedly persuaded him to dispel this idea, and bluntly told him that if he didn't go home as soon as possible, not only would he lose his life, but he would also cause trouble to his relatives.

Wei Donglin is in a hurry, he is just one seedling, it doesn't matter if his old life is gone, if his son has three long and two short, it will be more uncomfortable than the sky falling.

So he followed Chen Jixian's advice, and bought a train ticket and went home with his son the next day. Before leaving, Chen Jixian personally sent him on the train, and handed him Qi Lu's company business card, and repeatedly told him that if something evil happened after returning home, he would find the person on the business card.

Speaking of this, Wei Donglin said with a guilty face: "Xiao Qi, I'm sorry, I should follow Master Chen's advice and come to you directly, instead of tossing around blindly." ”

"Blind toss, what do you mean by this, Lao Fan?" Qi Lu was already sensitively aware that some very crucial things were hidden in the subsequent words, and he waited with bated breath for the other party's next words.

As soon as he thought of those terrible things, Wei Donglin unconsciously touched his chin, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and continue to tell what happened to him.

The day after Wei Donglin's father and son returned home, Wei Donglin found that the house was starting to be haunted. But this ghost did not harass Wei Donglin, but went to pester his son Wei Hua.

Hearing Wei Donglin's words, Qi Lu was stunned, this was not the result he expected, so he hurriedly asked: "Can you tell me more details, I need to know the specific details, only in this way can I understand the types of ghosts, so that I can help you expel the evil spirits." ”

Hearing that Qi Lu promised to help him get rid of the ghosts, Wei Donglin hurriedly talked about the haunting.

In the past, Wei Hua stayed at home every day to play on the computer, and then somehow became interested in rock music, so he begged his father to buy a guitar, and in addition to the normal rehearsals with the band every day, he practiced his guitar skills at home.

But after returning from Hainan, Wei Hua has changed, no matter what he used to do in the bedroom, he didn't close the door, but now he closes the door every day. Wei Donglin didn't care about it at first, but later realized that something was wrong.

His guitar is not practiced so diligently, and people have become very lazy, and they ignore him when they talk to him, often looking absent-minded.

Qi Lu said with a smile: "Old Wei, don't worry too much, your son is also in his twenties, it is inevitable that he will have some worries, and this kind of change is also a common thing in adolescence." ”

"If that's the case, it's fine, in fact he's fallen into evil."

"Why do you say that?"

"Sometimes when I pass by his room, I hear a voice inside, as if my son is talking to someone, so I push the door in to see if there is a guest, only to find that he is alone in the room."

"It's not unusual, maybe it's because I'm under pressure, and I'm talking to myself to relieve my boredom."

"But it happens all the time, and every time I enter the house, he looks panicked, wishing I had left sooner."

Qi Lu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Maybe he has something on his mind." ”

Ding Xiaolan suddenly interjected and said: "Uncle Wei, you can't say that Xiao Wei has fallen into evil based on these points alone, it may be that he has a heavy psychological burden, or you can find a psychiatrist and let him adjust Xiao Wei's psychological state." ”

"I looked for it, but the doctor said that my son's psychological quality is very good, and there is nothing wrong at all."

Qi Lu suddenly felt that he was a little suspicious, just based on what Wei Donglin said, it was not a symptom of evil at all, and the situation was likely to be as Ding Xiaolan said, but it was just a matter of psychological adjustment.

But Qi Lu still didn't draw conclusions easily, he stared at Wei Donglin's forehead and found that the black qi on his seal hall was getting thicker and thicker. Chen Jixian must have also seen this dead breath, so he told Wei Donglin to hurry home so as not to be haunted by evil things.

From the perspective of yin and yang, the blackening of Yintang is caused by ghosts. The ghost has no substance, he is actually a special form of biological wave, and when he intrudes on a living person, it is actually his biological wave that collides with the person's bio-energy magnetic field.

This kind of collision is very slight, ordinary people can't feel it, and only an onmyoji who has cultivated to a certain level can detect this strange situation.

In general, ghost contact with people does not have much effect on people. Only long-term contact with ghosts, or evil ghosts with bad intentions parasitic in the human body, forming a fierce collision of yin and yang, will seriously damage the human biofield. Those who are evil will get seriously ill in the lightest, and those in the worst will die in Huangquan.

The black qi on Wei Donglin's forehead had now been transformed into dead qi, proving that he had been infested by ghosts for at least a month. Qi Lu was worried that if he didn't get rid of this harmful evil ghost in time, he was afraid that if he delayed for a few more weeks, Wei Donglin would be terminally ill, and then even Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to save him.

But a new problem has come again, anyone like Wei Donglin who is dying in the hall is frequent, there must be evil ghosts by his side. But Qi Lu went from the mass grave to Wei Donglin's house, and he didn't find out that he was haunted by evil ghosts all the way, what is the reason for this? Could it be that the evil ghost knew that he and Lao Wu were both profound people, and they had already escaped in advance?

Qi Lu thought about it, no matter what happened to Wei Donglin, there would be no fake when he went to the mass grave alone late at night to suppress the ghosts. He wasn't a spell savvy person, so why would he go to that kind of hellish place? Why don't I ask about it first, so that I can get useful clues, and then it's not too late to trace down the whereabouts of the evil spirits.

Qi Lu was about to open his mouth to ask Wei Donglin, when he preemptively said: "Actually, I said that the house is haunted, and there is a basis. ”

Qi Lu hurriedly asked, "What evidence do you have?" ”

"Ever since I noticed that my son was looking different, I kept an eye on it, and while he was talking in the room alone, I quietly climbed over to the balcony and hid by his bedroom window to peek at the movement in the house."

"And you've found traces of ghosts?"

"Not really." Wei Donglin said sullenly: "I just saw him sitting at the head of the bed talking to himself, his gaze was always fixed on one place, and he smirked a few words from time to time, as if there was a person sitting next to him." What's even more strange is that a lot of what he says is related to guitar knowledge, and from time to time he will pick up the guitar and play a song, and after playing, he will ask, do you think I have improved in playing? ”

"You mean there's an invisible man teaching him to play the guitar?"

"Then I don't know."

Qi Lu chuckled in his heart, and asked again: "How long has Xiao Wei practiced since the first day he touched the guitar until today?" Also, did he have a solid knowledge of music theory before? ”

Wei Donglin counted with his fingers and said, "Less than four months." My son wasn't interested in music before and didn't learn any musical instruments. ”

"But I remember you saying that he was able to rehearse with the band now." Qi Lu was suddenly surprised.

"Yes."

"To be able to keep up with the band in such a short period of time, is he a genius?" Qi Lu subconsciously glanced at Lao Wu, and felt that there was a strange aura in it.