A moment later, the two arrived at the main entrance of the Wang family's mansion.

Looking at the high wall and the magnificent gate, Gu Xu couldn't help but sigh, it was worthy of the mansion of the rich man's family, which was at least seven or eight times the size of his own small courtyard.

The widow of the rich man's family was already waiting outside the gate.

This is a young woman who looks like she is in her twenties—she is dressed in a coarse linen filial piety dress, and her hair is tied with raw linen and combed into a mourning bun; The face is beautiful, but it is full of tears, and the eyes are red, obviously crying for her deceased husband just now.

Behind the young woman stood a short and fat boy, who seemed to be the son of the rich king.

He was dressed in linen and filial piety, his face was pale, he looked down at his toes, and said nothing.

"Are you two adults from the Exorcism Division?" After seeing Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan, Mrs. Wang raised her head and asked, "Dare to ask what the two of you are called?" ”

"The Exorcism Division is inspecting, Shi Xiaohan." Shi Xiaohan replied with his head held high.

Gu Xu pondered for two seconds and replied, "I have a long life in Xia Xiao." ”

To be cautious, he made up a pseudonym on the fly.

"It turns out that you are the woman of the time known as the 'ruthless ghost slashing knife'!" Mrs. Wang glanced at Shi Xiaohan with some surprise, "I have admired the name for a long time, and the little woman has lost her respect!" ”

Then she looked at Gu Xu, her eyes stayed on him for a long time, and she refused to move away: "This Xiao Gongzi is so handsome!" ”

"Madame is wrong."

Gu Xu touched his face and complained in his heart: This lady, your husband is still cold!

Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan walked into the mansion under the leadership of Mrs. Wang.

This is an open and spacious three-entry quadrangle, the main house, the wing room, the ear room, the courtyard, the pond, the rockery everything, implicit and beautiful, seemingly elegant and low-key, but secretly full of luxury.

Only now, it is smoky, the soul flags are wafting, and the air is filled with the smell of paper money being burned. The whole mansion was shrouded in an awe-inspiring, dull, and irrepelling gloom.

At this time, it was less than seven days before the death of the rich king.

Therefore, his body was not buried, but was still placed in the house, wearing a shroud and with yellow paper on his face, which looked a little scary.

"Two adults, you must kill that evil ghost and avenge my husband!" Seeing her husband's body, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but start crying again, sobbing and wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief.

"Madam, don't worry, we will live up to our trust!" Shi Xiaohan said, then she licked her lips and looked at Gu Xu, "Aren't you the person who claims to know the most about ghosts in the Exorcism Division?" Find the goblin, and I'll fix it. ”

For the evil ghosts hidden in the shadows, she is not only not afraid, but even a little excited.

"Wrap it up on me." Gu Xu replied with a smile.

Then he turned to look at the rich man's son, a chubby boy of eight or nine years old.

"What's your name, little friend?"

"Wang Guicai."

"Was you the one who reported the case to the Exorcism Division before?"

"Yes, sir."

"The dead rich man is your father?"

"Yes."

"So Madame Wang is your mother?"

"No, she's my stepmother."

Gu Xu glanced at Mrs. Wang, who was bewitching, youthful and beautiful, and then looked at the short and fat boy in front of him, thinking that such a young woman really couldn't give birth to such a big child.

Men are really single-minded, no matter how old they are, they like beautiful girls in their twenties.

"O Guicai, why do you firmly believe that ghosts are hiding in your house?" Gu Xu then asked.

"Because every night when I lie in bed, I hear a knock on the door," said the fat boy in a slightly trembling voice, "but when I open the door to my bedroom, it's empty."

"I want to ...... The goblin who killed my father must be eyeing me now...... I was so scared that it would dig out my chest and eat my heart while I was asleep, just like it did to kill my father......"

The boy looked haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had obviously not slept well for a long time.

"Guicai, don't be afraid, I'm here here," Gu Xu touched the boy's head, as if to appease a frightened Shiba Inu, "Take me to your room first!" ”

"Yes, sir." Wang Guicai lowered his head and said obediently.

…………

The parents live in the north room, the eldest son lives in the east wing, the second son lives in the west wing, the daughter lives in the backyard, and the servant lives in the inverted room, which is the custom of the courtyard of the Great Qi Dynasty.

As the only son of the deceased rich man, Wang Guicai naturally occupied the spacious and comfortable east wing.

Corridors on all sides, flowing corner cornices, carved window lattices, scarlet curtains.

Wealth and elegance coexist.

Only now, in order to ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts, there are mugwort leaves on the door of this house, a peachwood sword is hung on the beam, and the windows are covered with dense rune paper - yellow paper and red letters, complicated and weird, and it looks creepy.

Gu Xu glanced at these seemingly unfathomable but actually useless rune papers, and shook his head silently - as a cultivator who majored in rune paths, he only felt that it was too easy for the current liars to make money.

He walked straight to the door of the east wing, grabbed the copper door knocker, knocked on it twice, and asked, "Guicai, is this the voice you heard when you slept at night?" ”

The short and fat boy Wang Guicai frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "It should be." ”

Gu Xu kept the boy's hesitation in his mind.

Then he pushed the door open.

The first thing that catches your eye is a bronze mirror of equal height.

In this bronze mirror, Gu Xu saw his own reflection -

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like stars, what a beautiful young man in the wind of the jade tree.

It's just that compared to the glass mirror in the previous life, the imaging effect of the copper mirror is much more blurry, and it looks like an extra layer of netherworld filter.

Mirror to door, which is taboo in feng shui.

In the classics that Gu Xu has read, it is mentioned that the mirror itself is yin, with light, and it is easy to form an aura of yin when placed on the door, absorbing the surrounding bad luck and bringing bad luck to people.

Especially the Wang family has been holding a funeral recently, and there is a strong yin and evil atmosphere in the vicinity.

As we all know, yin energy is a breeding ground for evil spirits.

Wang Guicai's bedroom has unknowingly become a comfortable nest for ghosts.

Gu Xu's expression was slightly abrupt.

He walked around the mirror and looked around.

The faint sunlight filtered through the rune paper on the window, casting a blurry halo on the objects in the room.

The interior furniture is delicate and new, with intricate carvings, but it doesn't look comfortable.

In the corner of the wall are pots of pothos, verdant, but they don't add a bit of life to the room.

Gu Xu felt that the air he breathed was also full of depression.

"Guicai, have you ever thought that the knock you heard at night may not have come from outside the door?"

At this moment, Gu Xu remembered a case recorded in ancient books, and a bold conjecture popped up in his mind.

"My lord, do you mean ......" The short and fat boy Wang Guicai's expression was a little confused, and he didn't seem to understand what Gu Xu was saying.

Gu Xu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and knocked twice on the bronze mirror.

"When! While! ”

A crisp sound echoed through the silent room.

Wang Guicai's face turned pale suddenly.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the bronze mirror, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground, shouting in a stumbling mouth:

"Right...... My lord, this is it...... The knock I heard late at night...... That's the voice...... What the hell ...... It's in this mirror...... It's trying to come out of it......"

"Don't panic."

Gu Xu stretched out a finger and motioned for him to be quiet.

Then he looked at the bronze mirror and grinned.

His reflection in the mirror also grinned.

He blinked.

The reflection in the mirror also blinked.

He compared to a scissorhands.

The reflection is also compared to a scissorhands.

"Why don't we play a few rounds of guessing?" With a happy smile on his face, Gu Xu proposed to his mirror image, "Come, rock-paper-scissors!" ”

Then he lost four games in a row.