It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

She turned over and rubbed her face hard.

Dean Zhang said on the phone: "Mr. Xue asked several friends in Japan for help. One of them specializes in Japanese religion. He recognized that this kind of writing was created by a local religious organization."

"In order to confirm this, he then consulted a Shinto master. After seeing these symbols, the master suddenly became seriously ill and died a few days later. Song Tang, this matter must not be that simple."

Song Tang closed his eyes and slowly outlined the overall outline and terrain of the ghost village in his mind.

The first time I came into contact with the ghost village was from the photos taken by Director Huang and his team. At that time, Song Tang found that the feng shui here was extremely bad. The arrangement of the houses and the division of the roads looked like a giant maze, and it was a maze with no exit.

This construction method is only commonly seen in tombs, and its main purpose is to prevent tomb robbers.

It was the first time she saw someone build a house for a living person in the style of a mausoleum. At the time, she thought that the villagers did not understand Feng Shui, or they just wanted to look good and have a unique style when they built it, so this pattern happened to form.

Now, combined with what Dean Zhang said, there is a high possibility that there was human intervention involved, so it is unlikely to be a coincidence.

"Dean, please wait a moment. I'm looking for something." Song Tang quickly flipped through the message records with Director Xiaozhou.

The pictures were found quickly, one of which was a panoramic view of the ghost village.

Song Tang enlarged the photo and looked at the picture on his phone carefully.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Qiao Yue heard some noise upstairs, so she pulled Xiao Bao over to play with Song Tang.

The two little paper figures climbed onto Song Tang's shoulders, one on each side. When they found that she was looking at a picture, they curiously leaned over and tilted their heads to look at it together.

"Hey, Master, this picture looks like a knife rack in an adult's kitchen!" Xiaobao scratched his head.

Song Tang quickly tilted the phone slightly and looked at it from Xiaobao's perspective. All the roads became extremely narrow due to the inclination, and at first glance they looked like rows of extremely sharp knife edges.

The roads crisscrossed and surrounded each house, as if huge blades were erected on all sides of people.

Rather than saying it looks like a knife rack, it is more like the seventh level of the Eighteen Levels of Hell - the Knife Mountain Hell!

Song Tang quickly told Dean Zhang about this speculation.

"What did you say?"

When I heard Dean Zhang's rapid breathing over the phone, I knew he was in a very unstable mood.

But Song Tang had to continue with his conclusion: "The Japanese ghosts who stayed in the ghost village are probably just a cover! In recent years, everyone has been focusing on how to get rid of them, and has not considered the problems of the ghost village itself. Dean Zhang, this matter may have to start from the history of the ghost village. It would be best if we can find the descendants of the ghost village!"

Dean Zhang on the other end of the phone had a serious expression on his face. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll organize some people to investigate right away. You should also be careful. The Japanese master suddenly passed away, and I always feel that this matter is not over yet."

After hanging up the phone, Song Tang looked at the time and found that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. She had only slept for more than five hours.

Taking the two little paper figures off his shoulders, Song Tang flicked one of them on the head and asked, "Is it your parents who want to talk to me about something?"

Qiao Yue and Xiao Bao looked at each other, both of them were shocked.

"Master, how did you know?" Qiao Yue hugged one of Song Tang's fingers and rubbed it with her little face.

Letting the two paper figures jump around in his palms, Song Tang took them downstairs.

I smelled a strong fragrance before I even got downstairs. I couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was so fragrant!

Smelling the fragrance, Song Tang's stomach suddenly realized that he was hungry and began to rumble.

Qiao Yue covered her mouth and chuckled: "I knew that Master was hungry. Fortunately, Master had already cooked seafood porridge for you."

Sitting at the table, I drank the thick seafood porridge, which also came with shrimp dumplings, steamed buns, and a plate of spicy side dishes.

Song Tang had been in Jiangcheng for a long time, so he naturally picked up some of the local tastes, especially the spicy taste, which he couldn't do without at every meal.

She slurped the delicious seafood porridge, drank half a bowl in one breath, and let out a comfortable sigh.

He praised: "It tastes good, so good..."

Song Tang quickly finished a bowl of food, and his eating speed slowed down a lot, and he began to taste the food carefully.

Xiaobao quickly picked up the bowl, which was shorter than himself, and walked steadily towards Wei Kangyu.

Xiaobao has been helping out these days, and he has become very skilled. Wei Kangyu took the bowl and handed over another bowl of porridge that he had just served and cooled.

"When you left last night, an uninvited guest came to the villa."

Wei Kangyu recounted in detail what happened after Song Tang left last night.

"It was my negligence." Song Tang looked remorseful.

Song Tang never makes enemies easily. Most of the people who came here last night were probably related to those who used the technique of borrowing luck.

Song Tang had never thought that there would be any problems with the villa. After all, Wei Kangyu had traveled for hundreds of years and was experienced and skilled in martial arts. Qiao Yue and Xiao Bao were also old ghosts who had practiced for more than two hundred years and were usually smart.

In addition, she was in the villa most of the time and was confident that she could protect several people, so naturally she would not consider other situations.

This time the other party sent a straw man probably just to test the waters. If it was the real person who came, Wei Kangyu, a mere mortal, might not be his opponent.

If they were to break away from the puppet, Wei Kangyu and the other two would attack with their ghost power, which would also be risky.

This straw figure is actually a bit similar to Song Tang's puppetry. The other party must have a way to seal the ghost in the straw figure. If Wei Kangyu and others fail, Song Tang dare not imagine how serious the consequences will be.

What's more, there are two mortals, Roy and Yanyan. She was careless.

"That straw man is totally incomparable to your puppetry, otherwise I wouldn't have cut him off with one sword. I let Qiao Yue deliberately leak a bit of ghost power, so the other party might think we are evil ghosts you specially raised to protect your home, so they didn't rush to your door. And have you forgotten that we have another one?" Wei Kangyu shook the golden token in his hand, "If we really can't beat them, I can take Qiao Yue and her brother to the underworld to seek shelter."

"Just in case, I'll have the driver take Roy and Yanyan to the dean later."

After dinner, Song Tang contacted Dean Zhang again, explained the situation, and asked the driver to take the person over.

Then she quickly set up a five-thunder formation around the villa. The five-thunder formation is a natural counter to all evil ways. If they dare to come, they will never return! A cold light flashed in Song Tang's eyes.

At the same time, on the hill near the Shen family mansion, two sneaky figures were lurking.

"Mom, if we aren't going to seek revenge on that little bitch, why are we here?" Shao Wei looked at the Shen family mansion at the foot of the mountain with a distorted face.

He naturally knew that his sister Shao Xue had replaced the fate of the Shen family's daughter. In order to successfully send Shao Xue to a wealthy family, they had put in a lot of effort.