Then yesterday's talk~~~

The old man smiled and said with a weird expression: "That night, the brother-in-law of the county party secretary was thrown out of the window from the second floor of the guesthouse. Fortunately, there were construction sites around at that time, and the guesthouse was full of sand. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, the kid would be considered useless!"

"Is this a foe?" Liu Shoucai said.

"If it is artificial, it will not be weird!" The old man rolled his eyes at Liu Shoucai and continued, "No, it's just accusing enemies, but this enemy is not a human being!"

The old man's voice was gloomy, as if he was deliberately exaggerating. Liu Shoucai was used to ghosts and had complete immunity to such artificial renderings. The old man glanced at Liu Shoucai, but did not see the fear in his imagination. The young man had anticipation on his face instead.

The old man lived a lifetime and had a low vision for people. After thinking about it, he knew that this kid was probably not simple. He felt a little regretful, and he shouldn't have done this.

But after all the words were said, the old man had no intention of taking them back, so he continued: "From that day, the brother-in-law of the county party secretary was in trouble. No matter where he was sleeping, he was thrown out of the window by the enemy at night. Later, it was said that the boy had made up his mind to seal the windows of his house and several locks were hung on the door. The enemy actually had a way to throw people out. Later, the county party secretary learned about this matter. Through the relationship, it was a very far-reaching kind, and contacted a mage. As a result, the mage came and said that the evil ghosts in the Zeng family's house were entangled and evil ghosts were no longer a house for humans to live in, and it was impossible to demolish them. Unless they could help those evil ghosts and evil ghosts fulfill their wishes, they would have to be truly a master of Taoism."

Liu Shoucai took the opportunity to ask, "What about later?"

"Later? Later, the mage said that the courtyard wall was 30 meters tall and so on, and said that it could bless the neighborhood for thirty years. Thirty years later, there was no way, so we could only wait for some soldiers to come. Anyway, it was the kind of people who would die. After doing these things, the mage left. However, after the courtyard wall outside was circled, the brother-in-law of the county party secretary was never thrown out again."

Liu Shoucai thought for a moment and had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. The master was probably a Taoist practitioner, but he was not able to practice Taoism enough, and he was afraid that he had not even reached the realm of "Huai Dan". What he said was three feet three times. Liu Shoucai did know a method, which was an isolated Feng Shui bureau, called the Three Life Bureau, which took ten years as a lifetime, and buried three lives in a row.

Three years of life are a fast Feng Shui bureau, which has much more benefits to ghosts than harms.

Thinking of this, Liu Shoucai suddenly felt that the Taoist priest really hadn't cultivated the "Hui Dan"? This kind of three-life situation is not something that ordinary people can do, especially the Feng Shui situation needs to be driven by the resentment of the ghost.

When the old man saw Liu Shoucai was silent, he hurriedly asked, "Young man, are you okay?"

Liu Shoucai smiled and said, "It's okay, this is the origin of that ghost house? Has no one ever been in there?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It's unknown. We are not young anymore. Who can still go into a house that has died? It's just a pity that the house was the best in the county back then. Not to mention how long it took for the whole family to die. Tsk tsk, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. A good house turned out to be the coffin of the Zeng family. After the family died, there was no place to bury it, and it was buried casually in that yard."

Liu Shoucai's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Buried in the yard? Who came up with the idea?"

The old man stood up and patted his butt. It seemed that he was planning to go home. When he heard Liu Shoucai ask, he thought for a while and said, "At that time, he seemed to be a very famous witch in our county. He said that the family would die. If it was buried outside, there would be problems. It would be better to bury them at home and let them stay at home. It would be much better to harm ordinary people when they go out."

After saying this, the old man smiled and greeted the remaining old men and left.

Liu Shoucai stood there alone, his eyes confused.

"Is this true or false? Why do you think that whether it is the mage of the Sansheng Bureau or the witch who showed the Zeng family the house, it seems that the purpose is not pure. No matter how you look at it, it feels like raising a ghost? Do you want to go in and take a look?" Liu Shoucai said to himself, a lamp pole that lets you lean against the street lamp.

The problem now is that the people of the Jinyu family, especially the old thief of Jinyu, are simply a murderer. Not only are they plagued by resentment, but they also have infinite blood and energy to follow him. Most people really can't intimidate him. Even if they are a little ghost, they will be scattered by the resentment, and their blood and energy will be scattered. I still remember that the old man from the bargain master said that if they kill too much, they can still drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts. If they kill too much, they can turn into ghost heroes after death and then pull the flag.

This kind of creature has a heavy resentment and entangled blood for the rest of their lives, and is not so easy to deal with.

Liu Shoucai has never believed it very much, but after seeing the old thief of Jinyu, Liu Shoucai felt that his cheap master might not have lie.

Not lying means that if you want to make the old thief Jinyu fear and look for yourself, you must make something that is not afraid of. However, the problem arises again. If the ghost in the old house of Zeng was intentionally raised by someone, will he annoy the other party if he goes in rashly?

For a moment, Liu Shoucai suddenly felt a little dilemma.

Finally, Liu Shoucai took off the last cigarette from Furong King, stepped on the cigarette butt, cheered himself up and said, "I'll go in and take a look, it's okay, right?"

Liu Shoucai doesn't mind a ghost who has been raising for more than 20 years. Even if it is powerful, it can be powerful? It is considered to be against the will of the gods! Unless there are some special changes in the form of ghosts, they will not only need some resentment, sin and other energy required, but also a lot of time.

Taoism believes that life is only sixty years old. Even if it is too cruel, the Zeng family ghost who has been raising for more than 20 years will be only about two hundred years at most. According to Liu Shoucai's current strength, let alone ghost heroes, even ghost generals can fight last time. If he relies on the "Medical Red Spirit" to achieve complete crushing!

After all, suppression in attributes still has a huge advantage.

Liu Shoucai never felt that there was anything wrong with relying on the power of the kingly merit to crush other attributes. These days, he would definitely be more comfortable than others when he was lying on his big legs. Moreover, since he learned that the death rate of the Spirit-Yu Ren was so high, Liu Shoucai has become even stronger in this belief.

"Let's go! Just go in and take a look!"

...

Before he arrived at the Zeng family's house, Liu Shoucai patted his forehead and found that he was not bright except for the things on his body. He turned around and found another community supermarket and bought a flashlight and white candle. He happened to see that there was a yellow paper sold, so he bought two rolls.

Carrying these things, Liu Shoucai came to the outside of the Zeng family's courtyard wall again.

Looking up at the tall courtyard wall, Liu Shoucai felt like he was going to the detention center to see the prisoner. It was really high, about three meters long.

According to this scale, Liu Shoucai calculated silently, 100% of the 30% is certain.

Then, after Liu Shoucai walked around the wall seriously, he was sure that this was true. I'm afraid it was really something like Sanshengju. Unfortunately, Liu Shoucai was not as sensitive as Badou, and he couldn't smell it.

Finally, I walked around the west, and only here I left an iron gate about 1.5 meters high and fifty centimeters wide. There were mottled traces on the iron gate, as well as a child's chalk graffiti. The two huge iron generals were tied to it with iron chains as thick as a child's arms. They shone them along the iron railings and shone them into the yard with a flashlight. They found that it was very deep inside. It seemed that the three-meter three-meter statement was true. This was more than ten meters away from the real Zeng family's old house.

Liu Shoucai found a broken branch and drew a circle and a half around the only gate, just around the gate.

Then take out the yellow paper and throw it out of the circle after ignition.
Chapter completed!