I had eaten my fill, brought all the tools to ward off evil spirits, and brought some feng shui items that belonged to fire, and then rode my bicycle to the outskirts of the city.

There are many telephone poles outside the forest of the old house, and I painted all the parts of the telephone poles below one meter yellow before entering the forest. Electricity belongs to fire, from the feng shui of this is called fire and earth, as long as the feng shui bureau of Wang Huo and Wang Tu is spread, I can use the white tiger ghost relatively casually in it.

When the feng shui bureau was ready, it was almost 9 o'clock at night, so I didn't continue to wait, and walked directly into the forest.

In winter, fog rises in the suburbs at night, and even if the forest is not too large, it is not easy to find the old house. I didn't bring a flashlight, I only used my mobile phone to judge the direction by looking at the compass, and then leaned forward little by little, but after a few steps, my mobile phone suddenly lost power again!

Needless to say, there must be something wrong with this ancient mansion, so I didn't think about it, so I continued to walk in the dark. It took me more than ten minutes to finally find the old house. Compared with the daytime, the house seemed more eerie, there was no movement in the woods, it was pitch black, and there was a little candlelight in the half-open door of the house.

I cautiously approached the half-open door. Suddenly, there was a loud grunt from the house, and the ground shook with the sound, and a foul smell wafted out of the crack in the door.

Is it an earthquake? Or is it a fart in this ancient house?

I wanted to complain about the weird thoughts in my head, but what I had to do for now was to quickly lower my center of gravity to prevent myself from falling, and at the same time cover my nose tightly.

Thankfully, the grunt soon stopped, and the tremor on the ground disappeared. I waited a little longer, and when the stench had completely dissipated and I was sure that nothing was going on around me, I stepped up the steps, pushed open the door, and entered the old house.

As during the day, the house was still quiet and dark, and I wore a pair of soft-soled espadrilles, which allowed me to walk without making a sound.

I wasn't familiar with the layout of the ancient mansion, and the only thing I knew was how to get to the second floor and how to find the red door room for the gods. However, I didn't rush upstairs, but walked around the two corridors on the first floor and checked the rooms on either side of the corridors.

The rooms were pretty much the same as the little ones I cleaned, they were empty, dirty and smelly. I walked and looked, and soon came to the end, and after passing through a small door, I came to the inner courtyard of the old house.

To the north of the inner courtyard was a separate two-story building, and the windows of that building seemed to be real, because there was light coming through the windows, and there were people walking around in front of the windows. I leaned down and quickly approached the door of the small building, and then gently pressed my ear to the door and listened to the movement inside.

No one was talking in the room, but I could hear the sound of gurgling and the smell wafting out of the room, as if the people inside were cooking.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming towards the door, and I quickly dodged to the side of the building.

The door opened, and the old gray-haired butler who had been in the day stepped out of it. The wooden basin he was holding in his hand was full of steaming things. It was too dark for me to make out what it was, but it wasn't supposed to be light, and the old butler was obviously struggling to hold it.

Not long after the old butler went out, a thin man came out, and he also carried a large basin in his hand, which was also filled with hot things, and the heat floating on it was clearly visible.

The two men entered the side house one after the other, then followed the corridor to the staircase, and then to the second floor, until they reached the door of the innermost red carved door on the second floor. I kept following these two men with my legs raised and lightly on my feet, and they didn't notice my saliva.

The two of them didn't rush to push the door in. The thin man knelt at the door and kowtowed three times, and after kowtowing, he said to the mahogany door: "Dad, I brought you food, it is your favorite steamed pork, all fat, you love to eat."

Before he could finish speaking, the mahogany door opened by itself, and a dark wind blew through the corridors on both sides, and several candles were blown out.

I stared at the door of the mahogany gate with bated breath, but after waiting for a while, no ghost came out, but the butler walked to the door with the tub, and then he poured the contents of the tub directly into the door.

Another huge grunt!

This time the sound was louder, obviously coming from the mahogany door, and at the same time, a foul smell also spewed out of the door, and the housekeeper and the thin man were all smoked and closed their eyes, and I quickly covered my mouth and nose, so as not to be smoked to my stomach and expose myself.

When the grunting had ceased, the old butler took up the second large basin and poured the steaming contents into the room in the same way, and then he reached out and closed the door tightly.

Dad, you eat slowly, I'll come to see you later. After saying that, the thin man kowtowed three more times to the mahogany door, and then got up and went downstairs with the white-haired butler to leave.

I hid in the shadows and avoided the two men, and when they were far away, I came out of the shadows and walked to the mahogany door. As soon as I got there, a rough voice came from inside the door: "Get out of the way, little rabbit, eat whatever I want, you conscienceless little brutes, don't let me eat!" Get out, get out of here!!

The sound was indeed coming from the mahogany door, and it could not be mistaken.

The thin man just now should be An Dongchen, and the one in this room is his father An Xianteng, this old man was a starving ghost for unknown reasons, and now he is coming back to ask for something to eat.

After thinking about it, I raised my foot and kicked towards the wooden door, and the door slammed open, but there were no hungry ghosts inside, only the Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Ancestors on the shrine.

What about ghosts?

I couldn't help but wonder!

And just then, the grunt sounded again, and then a huge suction seemed to grab my shoulders, and then dragged me into the room, and at the same time the stench continued to drill into my nostrils.

Let me eat! Let me eat! Let me eat!!!

The rough shouts came one after the other, but I couldn't see who was making the sound.

Another violent suction pulled me into the room, and although I didn't know what was in the room, my instinct told me not to come out as long as I got in. I simply lifted my legs, stepped on both sides of the door frame from side to side, and then leaned back to fight the powerful suction, and at the same time, I also hurried to form the nine-character mantra talisman seal.

After the seal was sealed, I opened my eyebrows and released the white tiger ghost.

The white tiger roared and rushed into the room, but what I didn't expect was that the white tiger lay on the ground as soon as he entered, completely devoid of his previous majesty! Immediately after, the white tiger let out a burst of wails, and the hair on its body began to shorten rapidly as if it had been corroded by something, and there were scars on its body!

I quickly shut it down, took the white tiger back, and then continued to resist with brute strength as I threw the spirit rune into the door, and then recited all kinds of spells violently. The room suddenly flickered with firelight, and the rumbling sound suddenly erupted, and after a bombardment of spirit runes, the suction power finally disappeared.

I didn't have the strength to fight with me, and I fell to the ground all at once. I didn't care about the pain, and when I landed, I quickly got up and closed the mahogany door.

Bastard! Unfilial son! Bastard!! Unfilial son!! I raised you and taught you, and now that you are out of the picture, you have begun to beat you and scold you! You bunnies!! Bastard!!! The sound of cursing came from the mahogany door again, and the whole mansion trembled.

Suddenly, the door to the next room slammed open, and viscous liquid gushed out from inside.

There is only one explanation I can think of for feces, urine, stones, and eating, this house is going to eat people, and those mucus are TMD's digestive juices, and I don't want to stay in this house any longer!

Before the digestive juices could swallow me, I pulled my legs and ran down the stairs, and as I ran, I realized that all the rooms upstairs and downstairs in the mansion were spitting digestive juices.

I jumped downstairs and fled without looking back, almost swooping out the moment I burst out of the gate.

The digestive-like stuff didn't flow out of the doorway, they just chased to the stairs and stopped, then slowly flowed back.

The tremors in the room gradually subsided, but the stench still lingered in the doorway.

Since I became an apprentice at the age of 18, I have been catching ghosts for more than 6 years now, and I have seen a lot of all kinds of evil ghosts and murders in the past 6 years, and I even fought with a bloody corpse not long ago, but there has never been a time when I am as wolf as I am today.

I looked down all over my body, and there was a lot of slimy stuff sticking to the outside of my clothes, maybe my talisman prints worked, maybe the fabric of my clothes was special, anyway, the slime didn't erode my clothes like the White Tiger Ghost, which was a blessing.

Just as I was sitting at the door of the ancient mansion and gasping for breath, the door of the house suddenly lit up with candlelight, and a beautiful woman wearing a pink and white cheongsam appeared there and smiled at me.

I know her, and the woman I saw at noon today was her!

Who are you? I asked her, and looked at her carefully. There wasn't a trace of yin in her, which convinced me that she was a living person and not a ghost.

She didn't answer me, but turned around and ran into the house, trying to stop her, but in a blink of an eye she was out of sight.

I had no idea what was going on in my head, and I had managed to escape from this strange mansion, but now I had come in again without hesitation, and I had no qualms about shouting, "Hey! Where have you been? Answer me!

It didn't take long for a response from the house, but unfortunately it was not the cheongsam beauty just now who responded to me, but an old man with gray hair.

How did you end up here? Did you open the door just now? The old butler rushed up to me like a bulldozer and questioned me with round eyes.

I opened it, and I almost went in! I know what you're doing here, and I know you're not human at all! After saying that, I reached out and grabbed the old man's face, and with a click, I grabbed five bloody cuts on the old man's face, and he was also so painful that he snorted in pain.

Depend on!

I couldn't help but curse in my heart.