The ghost of the rich man's family has made people turn their backs and the chickens and dogs are restless, but not only no one believes it, but it will also attract criticism, and more importantly, if it is targeted by someone with a heart, it will be a big trouble. Therefore, he can only hope that a certain master who will appear in the future can solve this worry.

The hard work paid off, and the rich man finally learned about a master from his business partner. It is said that this master charges a lot of money, but he has two brushes, and those fortune tellers who read feng shui are really not worth mentioning compared to him. As long as the problem can be solved and the grass is cut to the roots, the rich man will be satisfied, so he is ruthless, and does not consider the question of how much it costs, and directly sends Secretary He to invite the legendary master.

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Yue Wanchen hasn't taken an order for a long time, and the last time was three years ago, except for the female water ghost in a small village. The reinforced concrete room has long lost its spirituality, and people's desires have changed their appearance due to the giant wheel of the times. The injustices of the past, those wars, have long ceased to be obstacles, where are there still people who are full of resentment and cannot be reborn?

She had just moved to Xilan City, and she never thought that there would be old customers who remembered her and introduced a big business to her.

Yue Wanchen took Huaishu and soon arrived at his destination. Standing outside the house, the exquisitely decorated European and American villas, the environment of the community is also good, the forest trees, the falling flowers are colorful, and it looks very cute. But it is such a "noble residence" with every inch of land, but it is extremely desolate. Because around the house, not a single inch of grass grows.

Yue Wanchen gave Huai Shu a look, and Huai Shu jumped on the roof lightly. He paced slowly on the rooftop, feeling the breath of the house, which was surrounded by no grass and had lost its vitality in just a few months. If this continues, I am afraid it will spread to the entire community.

It's not the worst thing if something happens to the Zhan Mansion, if it alarms the Qing'er Pavilion, according to their style of acting, all the "non-people" in this area will be implicated, and it will be difficult to live, let alone get a pleasant home.

Huai Shu nodded slightly towards Yue Wanchen, Yue Wanchen knew in his heart, this time I am afraid that it will not be good. As soon as she stepped into the mansion, she smelled a smell of smoke, mixed with the smell of smoke, a hint of ghostly energy.

She only stood at the entrance, and did not go straight to the study, she was here to smash the field, so it is better not to startle the snake for the time being. There are ghosts here, but after all, it's daytime, and the yang energy is deep, and the monsters can't do anything wrong. Huai Shu touched her, she thought for a while, "You stay here first, the situation here is worse than I thought, I don't have all the things I bring, I have to go back to the bookstore, you can notify me in time if there is a problem." Huaishu nodded.

Secretary He saw that Yue Wanchen was leaving, thinking that she couldn't solve the problem of the boss's family, and instantly felt that her life was even more difficult. Yue Wanchen was relieved and comforted Secretary He, "The problem here is very complicated, it will take more time than I thought, probably I am going to live in the house for a while." Since I have received the money, I must not keep half of it. If you don't feel at ease, then send me back to the bookstore first, and I have the tools ready, and you can send me back. What do you think, Secretary He? ”

After hearing this, Secretary He instantly felt that he was alive again, and hurriedly sent Yue Wanchen to the car with a smile. This Xiang Yue Wanchen returned to the bookstore, and that Xiang Huaishu's eyes widened, for fear of missing a little change and making trouble for Yue Wanchen. He found a comfortable position on the roof and lay down, and suddenly noticed that someone with a telescope was watching the place far away from the place where humans could not see clearly. Huaishuton felt uneasy, could it be that the Qing'e Pavilion noticed the problem here? He shook the moon bell on his neck, hoping that Yue Wanchen would reply to him as soon as possible.

The style of the moon bell is like an ordinary cat bell, if a mortal shakes it, it will never make any sound, because this bell recognizes the owner. Its current owner is Moon Dust, and she gave this bell to Huaishu as a sign of protection, and Huaishu can also input spiritual power to contact Moon Dust. Not long after sending the moon bell, Yue Wanchen received a message from Huaishu. She had already thought that the Qing'e Pavilion would not let go of this elf, the Qing'e Pavilion was in charge of the world's demons and monsters, and she had never been kind to others, but when she met it this time, she didn't know which master she would send to deal with the affairs.

Yue Wanchen took the Soul Fixing Banner and hurried back to the Zhan Mansion.

"Secretary He, go back first, tell Mr. Zan that within seven days, the house can be safe, the deposit will be doubled, and the remuneration will be doubled, if you can, I will prepare now, if Mr. Zan has any doubts, then we will come back another day!" Yue Wanchen said to Secretary He with a smile. Secretary He ran over 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart, and millions were added to this coming-and-going, and he hurriedly informed the rich man. Zan Fuhao is a man who cherishes his life, and if a few million can give him back a quiet life, he is willing, so he quickly agrees to Yue Wanchen's offer. A minute later, Yue Wanchen's mobile phone rang, and the bank card balance exceeded six zeros.

Satisfied, she put her phone back in her bag and turned to enter the house. It's still early, the sun is high, and the fighting spirit can be high at night after resting, and Yue Wanchen nested in the sofa with peace of mind, playing with his mobile phone with great interest.

Huai Shu felt very disdainful of Yue Wanchen's behavior, and glanced at Yue Wanchen with disdain: "You have collected so much money from others, but you are playing with your mobile phone on the sofa of others, I should take a picture of your slack appearance and show it to your employer."

Yue Wanchen didn't care, "You can shoot if you want, it's a big deal, I'll deduct a cat's cat food and snacks for the next few months." Oh, and almost forgot his favorite red cherry. Anyway, I won't treat myself badly, as for other cats or something, ask for more blessings! As soon as Huai Shu heard the red cherry, it wilted instantly, like a puddle of sesame paste that couldn't be formed no matter how much he stirred it. There are words in his mouth: "The world is big, the red cherry is the biggest, the self-esteem is small, the red cherry is big, the pretending to be blind is small, the red cherry is big......"

Time always flies, and in a blink of an eye, it gets dark. Yue Wanchen looked at her phone, eight o'clock. It is just right that at eight o'clock the soul flag is laid out, and no one is allowed to enter, and no one is angry. After arranging all this, Huai Shu shook the moon bell again. Suddenly, the dark clouds above the mansion dissipated, and a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight poured like water. The moon bell, which never rang, began to sound as if it had received an order. The ringing is far away, and it is endless. As if opening up another world, the day-time stable house revealed its true face for the first time.

The bell rang loudly, the four directions were ready to move, and the house was filled with fog at some point. The fog was thick and deep, the visibility was about less than two meters, and Huai Shu's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, which actually pierced through the layers of clouds and mist. Yuewanchen held the long grass in his hand and lit up the entire mansion.

Before twelve o'clock, the house had become a magical paradise for spiritual creatures. No wonder I smelled smoke as soon as I entered the door, it was not an ordinary smell of smoke, it was the smell of plants growing in the mist, hallucinogenic and toxic, and it was crazy. Yue Wanchen collected the rat spirit guarding the door as soon as he opened it, and left a person who went out to report the news, the one in the study was very strategic, but Yue Wanchen was born to demolish the stage.

The ceiling was covered with dark green vines, and they were literally crawling slowly, as if they would stretch out their tentacles as soon as they found a suitable target, wrapping around their neck, sucking their blood dry and nourishing their depleted bodies. The vine is also full of red fruits the size of half a finger, the fruit exudes a permeable aroma, eat one, there is a small parasitic vine in the stomach, the same, it grows slowly, occupies your limbs, flows into your veins, until it invades your heart, and then you are perfectly transformed into a vine man, silent and immortal, very close to death but far away without seeing the end, the moment the essence and blood are exhausted, the form and spirit are destroyed, and do not enter the reincarnation.

On the way to the study, there are poppy flowers all over the place, and they dance without wind and are lovely. It seems that this poppy flower is the eyes of the person inside, and she can know what is happening outside without having to step out of the room. Yue Wanchen Zhan killed the rat spirit and failed to provoke her, which shows that the people in it are firm enough. She may have been waiting for them to meet from the moment Yuewanchen stepped into the mansion. Yue Wanchen thought of this, just like an old-fashioned record player, and the study started singing on time. "The beautiful scenery of a good day is a day, and the courtyard of the house is happy, it is like a beautiful flower for you, like a year of water......"

Yue Wanchen calmed down, and she walked in the direction of the poppy, but in just a few dozen steps, there were countless parasitic vines that wanted to burrow into her body, and Huaishu was no exception.

In the eyes of these evil creatures, Huaishu is even the best tonic, a seven-hundred-year-old Dongji spirit cat, with a pair of blue eyes, formed by the wind, it is simply a gift of mercy from God. They have been hiding in the murky underground world for too long, and have long forgotten the taste of freedom. They have been buried for too long, longed for too long, starved for too long. Now that he has been summoned, if he doesn't swallow this person and a cat into his belly, when will he wait until next time? It's hard to wait for someone to send it to the door, and at that time, I'm afraid that the sky will change again, and they can only be secretly disgusting little demons who can't get on the stage.

Yue Wanchen didn't expect that the parasitic vine in the Zhan Mansion was no longer an ordinary parasitic vine, and the anger was so heavy, it must be that the tomb was contaminated with the corpse qi of the tomb owner. She had no choice but to summon the Kongtong Feather Fan and cut off a lot of vines. As soon as the vines touched the feather fan, it lost all its strength, and the juice that erupted was a viscous dark red, and there was a disgusting stench of corpses.

Huai Shu glanced at Yue Wanchen with disgust, "Why can't you clean it more neatly?" Do you know how violent you are? Did you know that the smell of corpses on my body took three days to wash away? The rhino horn incense can't comfort my wounded heart...... "Huai Shu made an injury and counted a lot of "crimes" in the moon dust. Yue Wanchen's face was expressionless, and he only said three words: "Red cherry." Huai Shu felt like he had been pointed, and he didn't speak again.

Yue Wanchen stepped into the study, only to see that the original furnishings in the room were all gone. The most striking thing is the tattered stage in the center. The atmosphere on the stage was good, and although the furniture was gone, the lights were still there. The night-light on the wall was clearly extinguished, which made people trance-like for a while, as if they had really returned to that old era, holding a talented and beautiful woman on the stage with a smile and a smile. The water sleeves were thrown and closed, and when he turned around and looked back, his eyes inadvertently revealed a little coldness.

Yue Wanchen watched the people on the stage enter the play like this, and only sighed that she was born at the wrong time. Huai Shu still had an underbeaten expression, and said to Yue Wanchen: "Look at people, full of ladies, you just have a Buddhist face, and people think you are dignified and feminine, but you do the bloodiest thing."

Yue Wanchen showed a hint of ridicule on his face, "You shouldn't be here, this is not a place for you to stay, I won't do anything to you, you leave by yourself, this is the greatest tolerance I can give you."

The people on the stage finally stopped singing, and she walked towards the moon dust, "The slave family will return to the lord to see the ceremony." Hearing the word "Lord", Yue Wanchen squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a faint anger around his body, Huai Shu saw that Yue Wanchen's expression was wrong, and hurriedly jumped and nested in Yue Wanchen's arms, he gathered his own body, and comforted her with his own warmth, and that little bit of anger slowly dissipated from Yue Wanchen's body.

Yigui saw that Yue Wanchen seemed to have signs of anger, and hurriedly knelt in front of her. "Let the lord calm his anger, let the lord be honored, the slave family is the tomb demon in the tomb, someone brought the slave family out of the tomb, and made a condition that he can't refuse, the slave family has been the master all his life, and has never turned his back, hoping that the lord will have mercy."

"The slave family has been guarding the tomb for eight hundred and forty years, and has never thought of betraying the master of the slave family, and the man promised that the slave family can resurrect the master. As long as the slave family helps him do things. The slave family never wanted to make a big deal out of it, and it alarmed the lord even more. ”

"Who is your master? What else do you know? Where did you learn my identity? Yue Wanchen's voice was a little hoarse, after all, she hadn't heard this call for a long time. She didn't want to be in Xilan, in addition to herself and Huaishu, there was a third person who knew her bottom line. Unconsciously, she summoned Kongtong to fan out again.

Yigui saw that Yue Wanchen's expression was obscure, and even Kongtong's feather fan was summoned, and he was even more panicked, so he bowed to her again. "The slave family once saw the appearance of the master in the master's studio, and the painting was just that one, and he had already accompanied the master to the funeral. After such a long time, the brushstrokes on the painting have blurred, and I am afraid that if a gust of wind comes to paint, it will turn to dust. Rest assured that only the slave family knows your identity. If you can spare the slave family this time, the slave family will tell you what you know, and you will know everything and say everything. The slave family is willing to regard the master as the second master and swear allegiance to the death. ”

After hearing this, Yue Wanchen relaxed slightly, if he could collect the tomb demon for his own use, it would also be a good choice.

"It's not easy for you to cultivate this form with a wishful body, I'm not an inflexible person, and it's impossible to let you live, but you have lost the luck of this Zan family to such a point, how can I give an explanation to the Zan family? It's not just the Zan family, but these four weeks are also cut off because of your vitality. The Qing'er Pavilion has set its sights on this, and I'm not the only one who wants to protect you. ”

Yue Wanchen thought about it for a long time, and then returned his intentions, erasing the past of the Zhan Mansion, leaving only an empty shell. In this way, the rich man does not have to worry about the haunted house, and the Qing'e Pavilion has nothing to do with the spiritual objects around it. But in this way, she was the first to be noticed by the Qing'e Pavilion. However, since you have already received your intentions, it is better to leave a tail for Qing'e Pavilion. Yue Wanchen had an idea and motioned for Huai Shu to go outside and stare at it.

"If you dedicate your two hundred years of Taoism to purify the filth in this area, and return the luck of the family, I will make a master-servant contract with you to ensure that you will not be harmed by the Qing'e Pavilion." Yue Wanchen knew that she would not refuse this proposal, because the demon of the hundred-year-old tomb was also a good weapon, and the Qing'e Pavilion would use methods several times more cruel than her current to force Yigui to compromise, and at that time, Yigui would no longer be Yigui, and her aura would be exhausted, and she would lose her ability to dominate herself, and there would be no difference between life and death.

Yigui looked at the moon Wanchen deeply, slowly knelt on his knees, and his palms were up, "Yigui, eight hundred and forty years of tomb Ruyi, now respect the Yue's Wanchen, look at the moon to order the Lord as the main, with the body as the guide, with the spiritual blood as the contract, until the soul is extinguished, if it violates my lord, the eternal life will be bitten by the resentful soul in the Lechuan River, and you can no longer gather the spirit into a body", said and kowtowed to the moon Wanchen again.

Visible to the naked eye, a blood-colored ribbon-like light floated out from the top of Yigui's head and flew towards the moon dust. When he touched the corner of Yue Wanchen's clothes, he began to wrap around her over and over again, and Yue Wanchen made a gesture with his left hand, and the tip of his index finger passed through the red light.

She whispered softly: "The moon is dusty, the lord of the moon order, and the wishful return to the master and servant contract, since the master, he will not let him do evil, and he will live up to the thoughts of the ancestors."

Before Yue Wanchen's words fell, a small blood bead spun out from his fingertips, and gradually, the blood bead and the red light dissolved into one, turning into a blood red jade bead about the size of an egg, and the wonderful thing was that this blood jade bead floated back to the top of Yigui's head, and then soaked into Yigui's body little by little, until it disappeared. At this point, the contract between master and servant was concluded.

It's not that Yue Wanchen hasn't thought of a more radical way to deal with the problem of the Zhan Mansion, but she can't be ruthless, if the demon who has been cultivated for more than 800 years is not inherited from the virtue of God's good life, how can she transform into a human, especially the owner of the tomb seems to have some connection with herself, and before she understands these things, she must not fall into the hands of others.

Now this situation is not bad, and I have become a spiritual servant, so I don't have to worry about someone threatening me with this matter again. Yue Wanchen explained to Yigui to deal with the follow-up matters, and soon, the decay brought out of the tomb has disappeared, and a large piece of parasitic vines is now only a small piece of the ceiling of the living room, and the poppy flower that hooks people's souls is also put into Yigui's purse.

All traces of one of them, a demon, and a cat have been removed, and the small piece of parasitic vine left for the Qing'er Pavilion is just to prevent them from continuing to investigate, and there is annoying business with them, so naturally they can't think about what happened some time ago.