After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Tang Simi ate some small cakes and tea at Yan Hebai's place, and stayed comfortably until dinner time.

Under Yan Wu's kind invitation, they had dinner again.

In the evening, Zhang Huaizhen also came back after having dinner in Xiangyun Mountain.

When Zhang Huaizhen saw Tang Simi coming out of Yan Hebai's house, he immediately looked like a dog whose tail was stepped on. He wished he could jump three feet high: "You, you, you!"

"Why did you run to his house?"

Tang Simi glanced at him sideways, "Are you in control?"

"I..." Zhang Huaizhen faltered, he still hadn't said why.

Tang Simi got up to him: "Come on, go to work with me."

Zhang Huaizhen didn't know what Tang Simi meant by this at all, so he could only be dragged by Tang Simi to help drive.

Tonight, that thing should come out, too.

Yan Liangping's ancestral home is in the south, and his family keeps the habit of worshiping ancestors.

In order to facilitate the placement of ancestral memorial tablets at home, Yan Liangping's house in Haicheng is relatively remote, a large suburban villa with a single family.

But the houses in the suburbs have the characteristics of the suburbs, and they are located in the mountains in a patchwork manner, connected by several winding roads.

When Tang Simi came to the door, Yan Liangping was shocked.

He did not leave the exact address of his home to Tang Simi.

"How do you know my home is here?"

This mountain is quite big, and there are dozens of villas. How did Tang Simi find out exactly where his family lived?

"Miss Tang, please come in quickly."

As Yan Liangping was speaking, he heard his wife's weak voice coming from the room.

"Who's here?" His wife's illness was strange. Today, Yan Liangping went to the hospital to see his wife and told him that the family had met a savior. The wife immediately asked to go home.

The smell of disinfectant was everywhere in the hospital, and she lived very uncomfortable.

When the wife came back, the son also made noise, saying that he wanted to see his parents.

Seven or eight-year-old children are lying on the carpet playing with toys.

Hearing the mother's words, the child immediately ran into the mother's room.

If it hadn't been for this accident, his family would have been extremely happy.

"It's Miss Tang."

As soon as Tang Simi entered the door, she saw the little paper figurines walking up and down the living room like they were on patrol.

The little paper man does his duty.

"Miss Tang, as expected that thing didn't come out today, I wonder if you can help me get rid of it, so that I won't suffer from it forever." Yan Liangping said, asking Tang Simi to sit in the living room.

"Aunt Yang, please prepare some tea for me."

The family's nanny, Aunt Yang, was brought by his family from their hometown, and she is also the last servant in the family.

Aunt Yang is wearing a black uniform and an apron around her waist. She looks in her 50s.

She brought tea to host and guests.

"You want to kill it?" Tang Simi asked.

The nanny's hand shaking the teacup, the hot water scalded the back of her own hand.

With a cry of surprise, she threw the teacup on the table, and the tea trickled down the table.

She didn't care about the burn on the back of her hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Tang Simi looked at her with beautiful almond eyes.

The nanny's sneaky scrutiny immediately met Tang Simi's gaze.

Tang Simi said: "It's okay, I'm not thirsty anyway, why don't you let me visit your ancestral hall."

The nanny said: "Mr. Yan, isn't the ancestral hall at home closed to outsiders? You usually do all the incense burning, and even the wife can only go to worship the ancestors on the big days of Qingming, Shangsi and Chongyang..."

As soon as Zhang Huaizhen entered the house, he felt strange in the house.

It looked clean, but there seemed to be something missing on the table.

The windows are also very strange, and the glass is too clean, as if it was newly replaced.

Yan Liangping led the way, Tang Simi asked, "Did you see anything?"

Zhang Huaizhen said: "This house is not clean. There should be something placed at the corner we passed just now, otherwise it will affect the Feng Shui of the house, but there is none there."

"The formed penetrating momentum will allow ghosts and gods to come unimpeded."

Tang Simi nodded: "You are not as bad as I imagined."

"I think you are praising me." Zhang Huai really felt that Tang Simi's words were really scolding him.

Zhang Huaizhen followed the master's house and picked up Tang Simi, "Actually, I think the weirdest thing is..."

Zhang Huaizhen looked back, "Auntie, the nanny of his family."

Tang Simi was noncommittal to his words.

"Then I'll test you. If you think there is something unclean in this house, then tell me how the unclean thing came from."

If you want to solve this thing, of course you must first know how this thing came about.

The ancestral hall is only set in a separate room in the west courtyard of the home.

Yan Liangping just opened the gate of the ancestral hall, bang!

With a sound, a tablet in the ancestral hall was buckled down.

Immediately afterwards, pop!Snapped!Snapped!

The ancestral tablets fell down one by one.

They were buckled on the table, which was a very unlucky phenomenon in Yan Liangping's hometown.

"There is a problem with these tablets."

Zhang Huaizhen said.

Tang Simi said: "You don't need to repeat what other people can see."

"That thing is in this ancestral hall." Zhang Huaizhen became cautious when he spoke again this time.

I was afraid that if I said something stupid, Tang Simi would laugh at him.

"So how do you think that thing came from?" Tang Simi asked him.

Zhang Huaizhen thought for a while: "Is there some kind of lonely ghost on this mountain, seeing this ancestral hall where incense is eaten every day, so they just came in unceremoniously."

"He came in to eat and angered the ancestors of the master's family, but the ancestors of the master's family couldn't drive him out. He ate the incense and became stronger every day, and became even more violent. He rampaged in the master's house."

"His evil spirit has interfered with the hostess' health."

"Those missing things were also broken by him."

Zhang Huaizhen frowned, analyzing seriously.

Yan Liangping looked at Zhang Huaizhen and asked, "Who is this Taoist priest?"

Zhang Huaizhen looked upright and said, "Longhu Mountain, Zhang Huaizhen."

Yan Liangping knew Longhushan, but this one looked like a primary school student in front of Tang Simi.

When Yan Liangping took his wife and children home, he was actually a little scared. What if something happened to him, what would his wife and son do?

So he immediately contacted Mu Qingzi.

He only mentioned Ms. Tang who was with Yan Hebai. When Mu Qingzi heard the words Ms. Tang, it was as if she had been blown up by a firecracker.

"Oh, my ancestor of Sanqing! Miss Tang? Tang Simi?"

Mu Qingzi on the phone told him not to worry.

Don't say it's a vicious ghost, it's just that the ghost king who is doing things in his house is being followed by Tang Simi, and it's not easy to run away without kowtowing three times.