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Dazhi looked at Li Mingcai, who was walking in front, and asked Zhang Guan beside him a little strangely: "Brother Guan, last night's Spring Festival, why is my sister-in-law so cold to you now." ”

"Ah, I don't know." Zhang Guan snorted and scratched his head in embarrassment.

The bald man held his chin, with a deep groan, and said slowly: "Could it be that Brother Guan didn't behave well in bed last night?" ”

“……”

Laughing all the way, everyone went back to school.

That night, Zhang Guan slipped out of the school, ready to find Lao Dao.

"Hey, I promised that Principal Wen to help him get rid of ghosts."

"Oh, tell me what to do? I'm not so confused as to fight this old bone for that kind of person. Lao Dao squinted his eyes and waved his hand to answer indifferently.

"Hehe, I didn't plan to invite you out of the mountain, I was the only one who came to you last time, no, it was urine." Zhang Guan pouted, and when he said the back, the voice was so subtle that only he could hear it.

"I want to ask you what methods you can do to spoil a person's numerology and make him unlucky all the time?"

Lao Dao raised his eyebrows and squinted at Zhang Guan.

Zhang Guan continued to explain: "That Principal Wen is really hateful, he has done a lot of bad things, but his life and Yang Ding are very high, I can't fix him, so I just took this opportunity to do something in his villa. ”

"You're not the style of a Taoist, you're doing evil." Lao Dao had a deep meaning, and said word by word.

"The wicked have their own evil grinding, I never regard myself as a righteous person, I only want to punish the evil and promote the good, this is my way." Zhang Guan sneered, stared at Lao Dao's eyes, and responded word by word.

"That's a good reason, but that doesn't mean I'm going to help you." Lao Dao snorted, reclining on the bed, turning over, facing the wall, with his back to Zhang Guan.

Zhang Guan pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and was speechless, and finally could only sigh lightly and prepare to leave.

Zhang Guan was about to push the door, and an old Taoist casual voice came from behind: "I have a yellow-skinned thread-bound book under the cabinet, which is about to be bitten by rats, you can help me ask if anyone is interested in this kind of old book, it's good to exchange some wine money." ”

The corners of Zhang Guan's mouth were slightly raised, and he walked to a cabinet in the corner.

"I took the yellow book, by the way, your 08 collector's edition of the beautiful woman is good." After Zhang Guan finished speaking, he pushed the door and left.

Hearing Zhang Guan's words, the old man on the bed sat up in shock and scolded: "Who asked you to touch my books?!" You can't teach your children! ”

When the breath was even, Lao Dao seemed to think of something, and hurriedly chased outside the door and shouted: "You stinky boy, you haven't paid yet!" ”

"This old book of this old way is really good, it records a lot of Yin people's methods, tsk." Zhang Guan looked through the thread-bound book in his hand as he walked, this strange book with no words on the cover was a bit like a crooked book.

When he returned to school, he made an appointment with Principal Wen to go to the haunted house to check on the situation, and Zhang Guan returned to his class to start classes.

When passing by Li Mingcai's seat, he obviously saw that Li Mingcai's expression was a little restrained, and his eyes were a little hidden.

"Hey, why didn't Damu come to class?" Zhang Guan saw that the big wooden seat behind him was empty, and he was a little strange, and asked Dazhi next to him.

Dazhi smiled bitterly and said, "Being drenched like bird feces, it is estimated that I will not come to school for a short time." ”

"It's really pitiful, go to the third class Feng Feng to buy some seed resources and send them to him, he urgently needs comfort now." Zhang Guan sighed lightly.

At noon, Principal Wen personally came over to explain the situation to Zhang Guan's teacher, asked for a leave, and took Zhang Guan away.

Sitting in Principal Wen's car, I soon arrived at the villa on the outskirts of the city.

This villa is located in a relatively remote area, there are no buildings around, only a green belt and an artificial lake, it can be said that the environment is quite good, according to Zhang Guan's estimate, such a house is at least five or six million, for a middle school principal, these five or six million is absolutely impossible to obtain through formal means.

The villa as a whole is mainly white, after the two entered, Zhang Guan was even more amazed, although there is no carved beams and paintings, it is also worthy of the word gorgeous.

Zhang Guan asked Principal Wen beside him, "Do you all live in this place?" ”

Principal Wen smiled dryly: "No, this place is where I live on vacation. ”

Seeing Principal Wen's vague and understandable expression, Zhang Concern understood that this villa was really obtained through illegal channels, so Principal Wen didn't dare to let him see the light, and it was estimated that it was a place to raise golden silk birds.

Since this is the case, Zhang Guan can let go of his hands and feet to 'transform' this place, and he doesn't have to worry too much.

"Tell me, why is this villa haunted?" Zhang Guan pursed his lips and asked indifferently.

"I came to stay once before, but I had nightmares that night, and I felt that there were many people walking around the house, and when I got up the next day, I saw that the house was full of mud footprints, big and small." As President Wen spoke, he still had palpitations.

"Huh? Interesting. Zhang Guan muttered.

"Take me to your bedroom."

Principal Wen did not hesitate, walked in front, and took Zhang Guan to the second floor, at this time Zhang Guan found that there was a chess and card room on the second floor of this villa, a fitness room, and two bedrooms, which was really a good place for leisure.

Principal Moon's bedroom is in the innermost part of the hallway.

As he passed by the corridor, Zhang Guan caught a glimpse of a painting hanging on the wall.

Turning his head to look, Zhang Guan was quite surprised.

Because it's a grim graveyard. The whole painting is dark, with horizontal tombstones and a pile of grave bags, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.

Zhang Guanda asked Principal Wen meaningfully: "You put such a picture of a ghost at home, do you still blame the ghost at home?" ”

Principal Wen smiled bitterly and said: "You don't know this, when I first bought this villa, I asked a master to come and see it, and the master said that this painting can't be moved, and if it moves, there will be a disaster of blood and light." ”

"You believe it?" Zhang Guan raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

"It's always haunted, but I'm not standing here right now." Principal Moon scratched his head.

"Didn't that master solve the ghost?"

"The master said that this place is easy to attract ghosts, and there will be another one after killing one, endlessly, and persuade me not to live here." Principal Wen was a little distressed.

"That's right." Zhang Guan nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked coldly: "Is this place a mass grave?" ”

"Seems to be." Principal Wen smiled wryly and nodded.

"Huh."

Zhang Guan naturally saw that this villa was a small ghost paradise, and there were starving ghosts, hanging ghosts, and drowning ghosts everywhere......