Hu Bulai turned over for half an hour, and Zhuang Zhengde was already lying on the table and snoring. When the weather is hot, people tend to get sleepy.

When Hu Bulai was about to finish reading this notebook, he saw an introduction to the murderous house. In the notebook, Yun Zhongzi recorded various types of murderous houses and the reasons for their formation relatively completely.

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The occurrence of the murderous house is mostly caused by the inconsistency between the structure and layout of the house and the surrounding things, which is the disharmony of yin and yang in feng shui.

Cemetery: Built for the cemetery based on the original site, the evil spirit will not disperse for a long time. It is recommended to build houses with cemeteries at the top and temples at the bottom.

Burial house: A house in which there is a death by force or natural cause. Such mansions are properly used, and the residents are promoted to become wealthy, and the anti-family road is dilapidated.

Empty houses: perennial vacant houses, filth accumulation, and dissipation of popularity. The residents are sick and troubled, and the year is unfavorable.

Promotion: A house that was sold because the original tenant was promoted and made a fortune. Most of these houses are exhausted, which is not good for the rear residents, and their luck is mediocre.

Resentment at home: frequent quarrels in the family, and serious fights. As a result, the resentment at home has been gathering for a long time, and the latecomers are mostly affected.

Shrine: A shrine is enshrined in the house all year round, and incense is constantly burning. Those who come after will suffer if they do not devote themselves to worship.

Single house: The house is large, one or two people live, and it does not gather popularity. It's the same as the empty house.

Water house: The house goes out to see the river and the lake, and the flowing water gathers wealth and scatters wealth. If you don't grasp it well, you will suffer from it.

Fire house: A house that has been burned has been burned down, and it has no effect on the house under construction. It's better not to live.

Shaped house: the house must be tangible, and the strange-shaped house is not suitable for living, and it is easy to collide with evil.

There are many of these murderous houses, and the resentful house is the worst of the fierce.

Generally, the grievance house can be solved by using the method of gossip, blocking the door of life, opening the door of death, and venting all the grievances. Or snakes, insects and rodents, such animals like to live in the shade, like to eat yin, can also be cracked.

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When Hu Bulai saw this, he suddenly thought of the female mouse of Gray Xiaoshu, and saw Zhuang Zhengde sleeping Zhengxiang, and hurriedly woke up, "Brother Zhuang, look at what is written here." Snakes, insects and rodents like to eat yin qi, and they can crack this resentment house. ”

Zhuang Zhengde, who was sleeping, was a little confused when he was woken up, and looked up for a long time, "Where is this, what kind of debt, who is wronged?" ”

Hu Bulai wanted to squirt Zhuang Zhengde to death with a sip of tea, "What the hell is Dou E wronged, I said that Yang Qiwen's house, there may be a way." Gray Xiaoshu's female mouse may be able to crack it. ”

Zhuang Zhengde wiped his face with both hands and took a sip of tea, "Oh, yes, yes, Yang Qiwen's house." Hmm, Gray Xiaoshu? Is there a way for Gray Xiaoshu? You show me. ”

Hu Bulai spread the handwriting in front of Zhuang Zhengde's eyes, and read the last sentence seriously to Zhuang Zhengde again, "Brother Zhuang, what do you think of this method?" Why don't we try it? ”

Zhuang Zhengde felt that something was wrong, not to mention that no one could find this gray Xiaoshu. Even if you find it, people are afraid that they are not willing to help. Besides, it is still unknown what the situation is in the house now, so it is difficult to jump to conclusions.

"Daoist Hu, let's not worry. Go to the house at night to see the situation, it's a mule or a horse, let's pull it out first. In case it doesn't work, let Yang Qiwen find a way to find this gray Xiaoshu to talk to. ”

Hu Bulai's sycophants came up again, and said with his eyebrows fluttering, "Hey, if you don't say that you are my master, you are really smart, let's go and test it." If this matter is solved directly, won't it be directly famous? Taking a step back, it can't be solved, let's invite the female mouse to fight again. At that time, she will just be a helper, and we will still be good. Wonderful, wonderful. ”

Zhuang Zhengde thinks that this nonsense is good everywhere, but sometimes people go crazy, and ten cows can't be pulled back. "If you don't come, why are you talking about fame and fortune day by day. Anyway, he is also a cultivator, and he shouldn't be pure-hearted and have few desires? ”

Hu Bulai said seriously, "Brother Zhuang, my master, you don't understand this." I don't have a lot of righteousness in my heart, let's be famous first, so that more people can know. The more people who know this, the more problems we can deal with. I'm afraid I won't be able to earn it when the time comes...... Are you afraid that you won't be able to benefit more people? What do you think of what I said, is it true? Did you talk about your old heart? ”

Zhuang Zhengde was too lazy to deal with this dog's incomprehensible nonsense, but it did make some sense when he savored the words that Hu Bu said.

Zhuang Zhengde wants to be a person like Mr. Big, but if he doesn't have a reputation, who wants to believe that Zhuang Zhengde has this ability? As for making money, it's just watching people cook. If you are rich and powerful, get more consultation fees; If you are a poor person, it doesn't hurt to drink a bowl of tea and use it as a consultation fee.

Zhuang Zhengde gradually had an outline in his heart, but it was not very clear. I didn't think much about it, Zhuang Zhengde said to Hu Bu, "Okay, then it's decided." Let's rest for a while, and when we have dinner, you and I are ready to prepare and go to Zhang Jincheng's house to find out! Success, not failure! ”

After the four of them had dinner, Zhuang Zhengde instructed Lin Dayou to take care of Xiaoyue at the inn. At first, Satsuki didn't agree, so she had to follow. Zhuang Zhengde said a lot of things, this is what he said. Satsuki was just not very happy with her dark face, but she didn't dwell on it too much.

Zhuang Zhengde borrowed a short dagger from Lin Dayou to defend himself, and at first he thought that Lin Dayou would not take this kind of thing out. But as soon as Zhuang Zhengde spoke, Lin Dayou touched and pumped, and took out five of different lengths, including short swords and daggers. Zhuang Zhengde picked the most handy, thinking that he would have to find a blacksmith to get a weapon in the future. Otherwise, he is also the master of the Thunderbolt Archmage, and he is shirtless and empty-handed.

When Hu Bulai and Zhuang Zhengde drove the carriage to Zhang Jincheng's mansion, the horse said that he didn't step forward at all, but just stomped his feet on the spot. Zhuang Zhengde had no choice but to bolt the carriage to the side of the road. It will be about a while, and there will be no one near the house. There was only a bright moon shining on the earth, desolate and desolate.

Hu Bulai started from the gate and went to the door of all the rooms in the front yard, and a yellow charm was pasted. Zhuang Zhengde just took a serious look at these treasures of Hu Bulai today, and there is only one symbol on this yellow symbol. simply drew a cross with cinnabar, Zhuang Zhengde didn't see any subtleties after looking at it for a long time, and couldn't help but turn his head and ask Hu if he didn't come.

Hu Bulai was stunned after hearing this, and in the dark, Zhuang Zhengde saw that Hu Bulai had a little embarrassed expression on his face. Hu Bulai twisted and said, "Brother Zhuang doesn't know anything, and he doesn't know how to paint." It's just that I know that cinnabar is mixed with dog blood, and writing on this yellow paper can break the evil spirit, and there is no too complicated meaning. ”

Zhuang Zhengde rolled his eyes after hearing this, a little speechless.

The two of them worked around for a while, and finally chose the wing room on the east side of the main courtyard, hidden inside, and did not dare to light the lamp, so they could only take advantage of the moonlight shining in outside to grope for a position where they could see the situation outside. Hu Bulai wrapped Sanqingling tightly, for fear of making a little noise. Then he took out the peachwood sword and waved it in the dark, and Zhuang Zhengde also held the short dagger in his hand, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Zhuang Zhengde and Hu Bulai chatted with each other, from the twenty-eighth history to Tiannan and Haibei, and then to the shopkeeper Tong of the Laifu Inn. Until the end, the two yawned for a while, and they couldn't stand it anymore. Originally, people were easy to get sleepy in the dark, and there was no movement outside, Hu Bulai couldn't wait, and he kept fooling Zhuang Zhengde beside him, and if he really couldn't do it, he would go back to sleep early.

Zhuang Zhengde began to chew the willow leaves after entering the house, and his mouth was a little numb at this time. When Zhuang Zhengde was telling Hu Bu about the secret news of the Yixiang Pavilion, there was a sudden movement in the courtyard.

The filth in the courtyard became more and more strange under the moonlight, and the filth flowed slowly on the ground. Zhuang Zhengde saw that the filth gradually rose, condensing into human-like forms, some tall and some short, some fat and some thin. The limbs gradually became obvious, and the facial features on the face gradually became clearer. Zhuang Zhengde stretched out his hand and handed Hu Bulai a handful of willow leaves, and Hu Bulai realized that something strange had happened. Fang Cai Hu Bulai was lazy, watching Zhuang Zhengde keep chewing willow leaves in his mouth, Hu Bulai only felt sour in his mouth. At this time, he couldn't help it, so Hu Bulai hurriedly took a few pieces and stuffed them into his mouth.

Hu Bulai also saw this strange scene, and was speechless in shock, but he grabbed Zhuang Zhengde's wrist tightly, and Zhuang Zhengde was in pain.

After about a stick of incense, the filth outside is no longer rising. In the courtyard, there are a group of shadowy figures, Zhuang Zhengde saw in his eyes, these figures have no colors on their clothes, they are all black, white and gray. The moonlight shone on the faces of these strange figures, glowing with an eerie gray glow.

Hu Bulai counted it carefully, and whispered a sentence of forty-two. Zhuang Zhengde comprehended, it turned out that there were forty-two people standing in this courtyard. These people are dressed in different ways, and it seems that they are Zhang Jincheng's family members and servants before his death.

The forty-two figures stood for a while, and gradually began to move. Although there was nothing in their hands, these figures were all doing their jobs in a decent way. Some are sweeping the yard, some are serving tea and pouring water, a few ladies are sitting in the void and talking as if chatting, and there are seven or eight smaller ones, all running around in the courtyard. Originally, this scene should have looked very harmonious and warm, but these figures were expressionless on their faces, but they were doing very lively things.

Zhuang Zhengde only felt that the cold sweat on his head was dripping down, and the two of them didn't even dare to come out at this time. You can only sneak in the house and observe.

After a while, some voices gradually came from the courtyard, but they could not be heard clearly. There are giggling, there are babbling, like human voices but not human voices. It was not the same as what Lin Dayou said, according to Lin Dayou before, all the disciples of the Wenhai Gang heard were some real voices, and then they were hoarse and exhausted. Zhuang Zhengde felt that the whole thing had begun to become a little out of control.

These figures were as vivid as shadow puppets, and after each of them was busy for a while, they all suddenly stopped, and they seemed to be flustered and scurryed around. After that, as if they were being hunted, they gradually gathered in one place. The facial features in the figure began to be exaggeratedly distorted, and the faces were already twisted together. Zhuang Zhengde couldn't tell whether these figures were crying or laughing, eyes or noses and mouths on their faces.

The next scene made Zhuang Zhengde's stomach sour water keep going up.

The limbs of these figures gradually separated, whether they were old or young, male or female. With one arm on the left and one leg on the right, they fly up and down in all directions.

Zhuang Zhengde couldn't look directly, so he could only turn his back and open his mouth wide in horror. This tragic scene completely restores the cruel scene of General Li leading people to raid the house and kill people and break up the corpses......

It was the first time Hu Bulai saw such a big resentment scene, and he couldn't accept it for a while. Just when Zhuang Zhengde was about to pull Hu Bulai to get up and retreat.

Hu Bulai suddenly let out a loud fart.

Zhuang Zhengde only felt that this fart was like thunder on a sunny day and the death knell sounded.