Quick Wear: Raising a baby with the system and abusing the scumbag

Even if the Hu family sent someone with profound magical powers, they would find it difficult to tell the difference between this phantom and Chi Xiao's ghost.

"Okay, let's go!"

Seeing his clone, Chi Xiao's eyes became excited and determined.

Now she believed it, and believed that the two of them really wanted to help her.

She entered the jade pendant without hesitation and left the dark place that had trapped her for a long time with the two of them.

...

Time passed quietly, and more than a month had passed since the security guards dug out the female corpse from the mass grave.

This incident once caused a huge uproar, but now everything has gradually calmed down.

The murderer has been caught by the law and received the punishment he deserved, and the incident seems to have come to an end.

Today, the mass grave has become a unique scenic spot.

Despite the terrible things that happened here, people's curiosity can never be suppressed.

From time to time, there are always some curious people who come to observe this land, trying to find clues of the original events from every inch of its soil.

At noon that day, another group of people came to Banpo Village.

Zhao San took the initiative to approach and strike up a conversation, and took on the job of leading the way.

Only this time, there's a fee.

After a female corpse was dug out from the mass grave in Banpo Village, many people from other places came to visit.

Zhao San, who had a business mind, thought about it and teamed up with the villagers to develop a new business - paid tour guides.

The charge ranges from fifty to one hundred per time.

If the other party is unwilling to spend money, they will tell them a ghost story they made up to scare them.

Those who are timid either go home or spend the money with reluctance.

Those who are braver might muster up the courage to walk up the mountain, but after going around in circles, they still can't find the right way. In the end, they can only come back in shame and ask these "tour guides" for help with embarrassment.

Some people who are luckier may find the right place by accident.

However, even so, it was almost dark by the time they got down the mountain.

At this time, the villagers can earn extra money for food, and if they are afraid to walk at night, they can also pay to stay overnight.

“Does anyone come here every day?”

On the way to the mass grave, a man in a black suit and black sunglasses asked curiously.

"There were a lot of people coming at the beginning, several groups a day, but recently there are fewer and fewer... Where are you from? Are you here to see the news out of curiosity?"

Zhao San, the old fox, had long noticed the difference between this group of people.

They were different from those who had come to explore before, both in terms of the equipment they carried and their temperament, and they seemed to have other purposes.

However, Zhao San did not show it.

He chose to continue playing the role of the hospitable villager.

While answering their various questions one by one, he also cleverly integrated his own questions into the conversation, asking them questions in an obscure way.

Although most of the questions were not answered clearly, he still managed to get some answers from some people through communicating with them.

"Does Mrs. Feng's granddaughter come back often?"

"this…"

Zhao San showed an embarrassed expression.

Someone in the group immediately stepped forward and stuffed two hundred-dollar bills into his pocket.

Zhao San's expression instantly turned into a smile again.

"I don't come here often. You may not know that Old Lady Feng is famous for her partiality. The one she dislikes the most is her eldest daughter. As the only child of her eldest daughter, Luo Zhitao is of course not liked either."

"So Luo Zhitao would not come to Banpo Village unless she had no other choice. This time, it was because Old Lady Feng was celebrating her 70th birthday and was bullied by the Feng family. She said a few words in return, which made Old Lady Feng unhappy. She was kicked out of the banquet and that's when she found the female corpse."

Zheng Gang frowned, feeling that there were many suspicious points in what Zhao San said, so he asked again.

"This mass grave is not close to the Feng family. Most people would not go to a mass grave for no reason. Besides, it is not easy to find a body buried under a tree. Does she... know something?"

"Hidden secret? What hidden secret is there? Isn't it because her husband is a celestial master? It is said that he came here because he saw the resentment shrouding the mass grave."

"Tianshi? He's not a liar, is he?"

"I don't know about that. I've never seen it before, so I don't know what's true or false."

"That's it..."

After chatting for a while, the group finally arrived at the mass grave.

Zheng Gang exchanged glances with a fat man in a Tang suit.

He took out five hundred yuan and asked Zhao San to go back first.

"This... really don't require me to wait any longer? What if you get lost..."

"No, we want to see more. We have memorized the way here, so we won't get lost."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

The other party was firm in his attitude, so Zhao San did not refuse again and went down the mountain without hesitation under the gaze of the group.

"Master, is the ghost of that woman still there?"

It was not until Zhao San disappeared that Zheng Gang withdrew his gaze and looked at Master Wang beside him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Yes! She is indeed much weaker. I will perform another ritual to scare her to death!"

As Master Wang spoke, he waved his hand to call over several disciples and gave them orders:

"Go put everything in place!"

These disciples did not dare to delay at all and immediately began to act.

They took out Bagua mirrors, peach wood swords and other magical instruments from the backpacks they carried with them.

They were busy making arrangements in their respective areas of responsibility, their movements were skilled and orderly, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this.

Zheng Gang looked at the scene in front of him and was secretly amazed.

Although he had heard of many supernatural events, this was the first time he had seen such a strange scene, and he couldn't help feeling nervous and scared.

After everything was ready, Master Wang turned his gaze to his disciple standing beside him.

A young apprentice walked cautiously to Master Wang, holding a peach wood sword in both hands and handed it to him respectfully.

This peach wood sword looks extremely sharp, and the blade is flickering with a faint light, as if it contains some kind of mysterious power.

Master Wang stretched out a chubby hand and gently grasped the hilt of the sword.

He closed his eyes and began to chant some incomprehensible spells in a low voice.

As the incantation grew louder, Master Wang's expression grew more serious.

He closed his eyes tightly, beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead, and it was obvious that he was concentrating on casting a spell.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He swung the peach wood sword in his hand vigorously and stabbed it fiercely at the big locust tree.

"what!"

The big locust tree let out a shrill woman's scream, and then there was no more movement.

"Solved...solved?"

"Well, that attack just now consumed a year's worth of my strength. I need to recuperate for a while before I can recover."

Master Wang was weakly supported by his disciple and sat on the folding chair he brought with him.

Master Wang's face was pale, his lips had lost their color, and he looked very weak.