"What? do you agree?" Qin Kong had expected that the middle-aged man would not let him go, and after hearing the middle-aged man's voice, he turned back slowly, with a look of arrogance.

Dealing with such a villain, Qin Kong would not have a good face.

"I promise, I promise, but I don't know how Mr. cracked it?" the middle-aged man asked, bowing down to be careful.

"I'll move in first, and in three days, you can come back for another night, and if you think it's okay, pay me again!

Qin Kong's words were exactly what the middle-aged man wanted, and he nodded with a smile on his face: "So good, very good!"

Before, he was afraid that Qin Kong would be a charlatan, and he would run away with the money.

Qin Kong's words could be regarded as relieving his heart.

He knows his house.

Almost every night there would be ghosts, and he had once seen a headless female ghost in white holding her head and combing her hair, although a long time had passed, but still terrified him when he thought about it.

The two reached an agreement, and Qin Kong said, "When did this house start to be haunted?"

Before doing things, it is always beneficial to know more about the situation.

"This house is my family's ancestral home, and it was peaceful at first, but since my aunt was born, all sorts of strange things have happened. Because she always said some angry things and did some weird things, the neighbors around her called her a broom star When my aunt was twenty years old, because she offended too many people, my grandfather was angry, just-just-" When the middle-aged man said this, he didn't want to continue, after all, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

Qin Kong was a person who understood, although the middle-aged man didn't explain, he still guessed the result.

This family is also ruthless enough.

According to the middle-aged man's description, Qin Kong soon realized that this house was full of resentment and extremely yin, and it was inseparable from the middle-aged man's aunt.

Could it be that his aunt is a legendary Yin spirit body?

According to the knowledge feedback from Qin Kong's sea of knowledge, the various characteristics of the middle-aged man's aunt were extremely consistent with the theory of the Yin Spirit Body.

If it was really as he guessed, once the person with the Yin Spirit Body died, her divine soul would turn into a Yin Spirit Bead, and the Yin Spirit Bead contained an extremely strong innate Yin Qi, which would inevitably attract countless Yin Souls, which would make sense.

If there really is a Yin Spirit Bead, then wouldn't he have made a lot of money.

Although it is innate yin qi, it has no hindrance to Qin Kong's absorption.

The reason why the Immortal Divine Technique was called the first creation between heaven and earth by Emperor Shenwu was because he was able to absorb all the spiritual energy under the heavens, whether it was yin and yang, spirit and demon, it could be quickly transformed into pure true element.

If there really is such a bead, his cultivation will be improved, and it will be just around the corner.

He held back the excitement in his heart, said a few words to the middle-aged man hastily, and sent the middle-aged man away.

The middle-aged man didn't want to stay here for a long time, and Qin Kong's request was exactly what he wanted.

The two parties agreed to meet again in three days.

Seeing Qin Kong walk into the door of his ancestral house, the middle-aged man secretly sweated for him.

To be honest, he didn't have much hope that Qin Kong would be able to crack it.

After all, those things that can't be solved by senior monks and old Taoists, what can he do with a hairy doll?

It's just that now he is a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and since he has encountered it, he has the right to give it a try.

He wasn't sure that three days later, Qin Kong would still be alive?

After all, very few of the people who lived in this house came out alive.

He sighed, I don't know if it's for Qin Kong, or for his house?

As soon as Qin Kong walked into the small building, a cold breath came to his face.

That is to say, Qin Kong is a cultivator, and it is normal to be a normal person and fight a spirit.

Looking around, the decoration in the hall is very good, pure antique route, just because no one lives all year round, so this place seems a little lifeless and lifeless.

In the center of the hall is a solid wood staircase leading to the second floor, which is covered with layers of dust, and the dust flies when you step on it casually.

The "fluffy" sound made by the contact between the footsteps and the wooden staircase is very strange in this quiet small building, and it makes people feel a little panicked when they hear it.

Although it was daytime, the light in the building was quite dim, that is, Qin Kongyi was bold, and he changed to an ordinary person, and the early runner disappeared.

The layout of the second floor is simple, with three or four rooms, plus two bathrooms, and the layout is very compact.

Qin Kong pushed open each room in turn, and each room was empty except for some dusty furniture and beds.

There is indeed a small garden behind the building, there is a small swimming pool in the garden, but it has not been used for many years, it has long dried up, there is a wisteria tree by the pool, there is a stone table under the tree, four stone benches.

After inspecting the entire small building, Qin Kong decided to clean up the place, since he decided to live here for a while, he couldn't be so sloppy.

He went out to buy some daily necessities and some talisman making props, and when he came back, he met a kind old lady.

"That house is uninhabitable, young man!"

Qin Kong knew the old man's kindness, he smiled and didn't squeak.

Listening to the old man sighing behind him, Qin Kong didn't care.

His soul has the mark of Emperor Shenwu in his soul, just a soul, what is he afraid of!

Back in the small building, when Qin Kong finished cleaning the entire small building and pasted the charms he had drawn on the various exits of the small building, the sky was already completely dark.

Qin Kong casually ate some things he bought from the supermarket, and sat cross-legged in the hall downstairs with his eyes closed.

There was no movement in the first half of the night, but as soon as midnight passed, there was a sudden strange sound of footsteps on the upstairs floor, at first a sound, and then like a river flooding, in patches.

Qin Kong's divine consciousness was released, and the scene upstairs was also shocking.

But I saw a horde of ghosts coming downstairs.

It wasn't spectacular.

If it's really an ordinary person, it's strange if you're not scared to death.

In just a moment, those ghosts appeared behind Qin Kong, and the miserable laughter resounded in the building.

The scene is not terrifying.

"Second uncle, do you think that kid can survive tonight?" In a Toyota sedan a hundred meters away from Xiaolou, a young man about 20 years old, wearing black-framed glasses, with a round head and a round head, muttered to a middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat with a pale face.

"I'll look at it!" the middle-aged man's thin mouth trembled.

Although they were a hundred meters away, he could still vaguely feel movement in the small building, and the movement was even louder than before.

The middle-aged man was the one who contacted Qin Kong during the day, and because he was curious, he called his nephew and came to watch the movement together at night.

"Uncle, uncle, do you hear—do you hear the laughter?" said the young man with a blank face, pointing in the direction of Xiao Lou, his fingers trembling terribly because he was too scared.

"Listen—hear, let's—let's go, let's go—" The middle-aged man couldn't stand the terrible howl of the ghost crying wolf, and he instructed.

The young man got into the car and sped away.