The father and son waited nervously like this. They said they were waiting. Naturally, they didn't want the evil ghost to come again, but they knew they couldn't change anything, so they could only wait and hope that the evil ghost would not break into the room.

Come on, they didn't turn off the lights, it's because people are afraid of the light.

As for Ms. Song’s brother, he thought the yellow watch charm beside the bed came from a Feng Shui master, so he hoped that the charm would work to help ward off evil spirits. However, Ms. Song’s father knew that it was just a yellow watch he bought casually.

Has no effect.

After nightfall, their area was so quiet that there was no sound. Those who sold their houses were packing their things during the day, but they stayed with relatives and friends at night. Only two families did not move out, and one family

They are Ms. Song's father and brother, and the other one is the old couple.

If the old couple wants to find someone to stay with them, it's not impossible, but they don't want to trouble others. They feel that since they are so old, it doesn't matter if something unexpected happens. In fact, they can see it.

On the one hand, Ms. Song's father and brother want to stay here and do not want to give up the house. On the other hand, unless they go back to live in their own dilapidated house, it is estimated that no one will be willing to take them in.

More than an hour had passed since nightfall. In the darkness, in the alley leading to their area, a figure walked over. His steps were very steady and unhurried, and he went straight to the courtyard where the Song family father and son lived.

If familiar people come here, they can quickly tell by the way they walk that this is the Feng Shui master near them. After all, everyone has their own walking habits, whether it is the swing of the arms, the pace of the legs, etc.

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But no one dares to come here at night. Everyone knows that this place is haunted, and they still believe it unless they don't want to live anymore.

So Mr. Feng Shui walked very easily, as if taking a walk, and arrived outside the courtyard where the Song family father and son lived.

After looking around, he found the debris piled up at the door of the house next door. Apparently it was too heavy and of no use when he moved, so he left it here.

Mr. Feng Shui brought over a small cabinet, then climbed up the wall on the small cabinet and climbed into the yard.

After entering the courtyard, he slowed down his pace and tried not to make any noise. When he saw a room with a light on, he walked over.

However, the curtains were carefully drawn without leaving any gaps, so the situation in the room could not be seen.

But this was not a problem for Mr. Feng Shui. He smiled evilly and stretched out his hand, gently tapping the window with his fingers.

Dong Dong...

The window was knocked, and the clear sound made the Song family father and son in the room became nervous. But fortunately it was not a ghost scream, so the father and son were not frightened into crying like yesterday.

"who!"

Ms. Song's father shouted and asked, which was actually to embolden himself.

But there were only two knocks, and then there was no movement, as if they had just hallucinated something.

"Dad, maybe the bird couldn't see clearly at night and flew over and hit the glass!"

Ms. Song's brother found a reason to comfort his father and himself.

"Um."

Ms. Song's father agreed, and there was no movement in the room again.

Sure enough, despite this, their father and son became even more nervous. Any movement at this time could scare them.

The Feng Shui master outside the window was very satisfied with the result, because he knew that when ordinary people encountered this kind of situation at night, they would make noises to embolden them, and then they would discuss it more or less.

So the Feng Shui master relied on this to determine whether the father and son were in the house. Now the result is very satisfactory.

Now that it is confirmed that the father and son are here, Mr. Feng Shui will use his own methods. Today, Ms. Song's father insulted him. He has not yet calmed down his anger, and he does not want to endure it. The punishment his master taught her

He was finally going to use this method of speaking rudely to those who damaged their reputation as Feng Shui masters today.

For heating in the winter in rural areas, they usually rely on something called a stove. But to use this thing, if you want to exhaust smoke, you have to drill holes in the wall and make a channel as thick as a metal chimney.

After Mr. Feng Shui looked at the hole, he turned around and found a chair placed under a tree in the yard where he could rest at any time. He gently stood on the chair so that people could reach the chimney.

Then he took out a hollow bamboo tube and a white paper bag from his arms.

After opening the paper bag, there was gray powder inside. After putting the powder in with one end of the bamboo tube, Mr. Feng Shui took a deep breath, held the other end in his mouth, stretched the tube into the hole left for the chimney, and fiercely pulled it.

All the breath held in his chest was blown out.

However, after blowing, he did not dare to use the bamboo tube to breathe again. He quickly moved his mouth away and took a breath of fresh air.

Then he put away the bamboo tubes and paper bags, gently got off the stool, carried the stool to the bottom of the wall, climbed over the wall on the stool and left.

Mr. Feng Shui is an ordinary person. He actually doesn’t know magic. His current profession actually relies on some books related to Feng Shui. He can’t cast spells to hurt people at all, but this doesn’t mean that he has no means.

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Therefore, his series of actions may seem a bit ridiculous to others and insulting his very professional profession as a Feng Shui master, but will others know?

After climbing over the wall, Mr. Feng Shui put the other person's small cabinet back to its original place, and then prepared to leave quietly in the dark. However, not far away, he unexpectedly found a black figure walking towards him in front of him.

coming.

Originally, no one would dare to come here at night, unless they were people who knew the truth. Mr. Feng Shui was stunned for a moment, and then he understood something.

The other party didn't mean to avoid it and walked over directly.

When everyone was one meter away, the other party stopped. Although there were no lights around, there was a full moon tonight and there were some stars in the sky, so Mr. Feng Shui could roughly recognize it from such a close distance.

This is Yu Fei, and Yu Fei recognized Mr. Feng Shui from a distance because his eyesight was not affected at night.

The two of them looked at each other in silence, because coming here in the middle of the night, it was obvious that they were not doing good things.

In the end, the two of them said nothing, nodded to each other in a tacit understanding, and then passed by.

This is the tacit understanding between men. Although Yu Fei doesn't know what Mr. Feng Shui is here for, Yu Fei feels that at least he is not here to cause harm to himself. After all, this will not do any good to Mr. Feng Shui, but will destroy him.

His reputation ruined his job.

And Mr. Feng Shui also felt that he couldn't explain it. With his identity, some things should not be known to others. It was accidental that Yu Fei bumped into him today. He believed that he could keep Yu Fei's secrets secret, and Yu Fei could keep his secrets.

So if Yu Fei doesn't explore, he won't explain. This is the tacit understanding between men, and this is the best way to get along.

As for why Yu Fei is here, everyone knows it, and there is no need to say it.

Yu Fei walked towards the ancestral hall step by step. Tomorrow is the deadline for everyone to move out, and tonight is also the last time for him to come here. After everyone moves out tomorrow night, his goal will be achieved, so there is no need to continue like this.

, bulldozers will come in the day after tomorrow and knock down all the houses, completely finalizing this matter and leaving no possibility of overturning.

Thinking of these, Yu Fei walked towards the ancestral hall, letting go of his hearing and thinking

The people who sold the house now no longer live here at night, and there is no sound of breathing in the yard.

If everyone was gone, Yu Fei felt that tonight was unnecessary, so he walked around here and finally found that after selling the house, there were only two families left here, that is, the poor old couple and

Song family father and son.

In this case, Yu Fei decided to change his strategy. Yu Fei felt that there was no need to scare the poor old people, and he simply did not go to the ancestral hall.

So tonight we will target the Song family father and son. It is best to scare them until they move out tomorrow. If they still don't leave, then try another method.

Yu Fei turned back and arrived outside the courtyard of the Song family and his son. He jumped on the spot and escaped directly over the wall and landed in the courtyard. The force-relieving method he had figured out by himself prevented him from making any movement after landing.

Turning around, he saw a stool placed at the base of the wall. It was not here last night, but under the tree. With his powerful vision, Yu Fei also discovered that there were footprints on the stool.

Yu Fei thought for a moment and seemed to understand something. He moved the stool back to its original position and wiped away the footprints on it with his sleeves.

Then he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The light was still on in the same room as yesterday, but screams for the Song family father and son could be heard inside, as if they were in great pain and were undergoing some inhuman torture.

Yu Fei walked over curiously, but the curtains were pulled, and Yu Fei couldn't see clearly what was going on in the room. Although he had excellent eyesight, he couldn't see through the obstacles to see what was going on behind him.

"Ah! Dad, I feel so much pain all over my body! It's like I'm being beaten by a group of people! It hurts me to death! I can't stand it anymore..."

Then Yu Fei heard what Ms. Song's brother was saying while screaming.

"Me too! What's wrong with us! My whole body hurts like hell!"

Ms. Song's father said immediately.

"Dad, it hurts me so much! I can't stand it anymore. Please think of a way!"

Ms. Song's brother said next.

"I don't know what to do! Is a ghost attacking us?"

Ms. Song's father said.

"Ah! It's really possible! Aren't ghosts afraid of light? Dad, please burn the charm given by the Feng Shui master!"

Ms. Song's brother was so frightened that his voice trembled.

Then Yu Fei heard the sound of a lighter, and then the light in the room became slightly brighter.

"It's useless!"

Ms. Song's brother asked.

"Actually, Mr. Feng Shui said there was nothing he could do. He didn't give me the charm at all. I scolded it. It was just an ordinary yellow watch I bought in the store!"

Ms. Song's father said.

"Then what should I do? It hurts me to death! Ooooh! I can't stand it anymore! Dad, please think of a way!..."

Ms. Song's brother is a loser. He cried while talking. His father was only in pain, but he didn't cry at all, which shows that this guy's own endurance is not good.

"There's nothing I can do..."

Ms. Song's father said while trying his best to endure.

Yu Fei, who was outside the window, suddenly seemed to understand something. It turned out that this old guy went to ask for help, but it didn't work. He even cursed people. This was because he had offended the Feng Shui master.

Yu Fei then thought about the Feng Shui master he had just met and the stool under the courtyard wall. He probably guessed that the situation of the father and son at this moment was obviously the result of the Feng Shui master's hand comparison.
Chapter completed!