After lifting the lid of the coffin, I started hunting ghosts to make money

【Chapter 23】

Liao Ming heard his master scolding trash.

Liao Ming looked up at the sky silently.

In Liao Ming's mind, the Celestial Masters are extremely powerful figures.Anyway, it is difficult for ordinary people to see, let alone talk to.

It ended up at Master's...

All useless rubbish.

……

Zuo Mingzhuo's side.

After seeing the wicker fall off, Zuo Mingzhuo's first reaction was not to re-tie the wicker, but to look back at Si Jiang.

Let's see what Si Jiang has to say.

Seeing Zuo Mingzhuo turning his head, Si Jiang's face instantly darkened.

Si Jiang said with a dark face, "See what I do."

Zuo Mingzhuo hesitated to speak: "This wicker..."

Before Zuo Mingzhuo could say anything, Si Jiang cut off Zuo Mingzhuo with a cold face, and said with a rather disgusted expression: "If it falls off, put it on again, no brains."

Zuo Mingzhuo blushed instantly.

...he forgot.

Probably because he also felt that his actions just now were too stupid, Zuo Mingzhuo blushed and felt extremely ashamed for a moment.

Zuo Mingzhuo said unnaturally: "Xiao Tu, go and re-tie it."

The little apprentice responded obediently: "Yes, Master."

Sun Rong looked at Zuo Mingzhuo's situation with great worry.

Sun Rong worried: "... Nothing will happen to my husband, right?"

Zuo Mingzhuo replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, it won't. After the evil spirits are exorcised, your husband will immediately return to his original appearance. Except for the wounds on his body that cannot heal temporarily and need to take a good rest, in terms of spirit and memory, will not be affected in any way.”

When Sun Rong heard this, she felt relieved.

Liao Ming at the side looked up at the sky again.

His master seemed to... broke his arm just now.

Oh yes, and the neck.

It should be... nothing will happen.

Liao Ming kept comforting himself, telling himself he was fine, but the more he comforted him, the more guilty he felt.

——Because his master doesn't care about human life at all, he completely regards human life as nothing!

Then, finally, Liao Ming couldn't help but whispered to his master, "Master, let's run away."

Si Jiang frowned: "...?"

Liao Ming pointed in the direction of Zuo Mingzhuo, and said, "What if he finds that his arm is broken after exorcising the ghost, and he comes to trouble us? No, is that person... still alive?"

He just saw his master break the neck of the evil spirit with his own eyes.

Si Jiang: "Alive."

Liao Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

Liao Ming: "Master, we now..."

Like a prophet, before Liao Ming finished speaking, Si Jiang opened his mouth coolly and threw out three words.

Si Jiang: "I can't get out."

Liao Ming's voice stopped abruptly in an instant.

...Yes.

Liao Ming turned pale, turned his head, and decided to establish a good relationship with He Sunrong.

Let's establish a good relationship first, and when his husband wakes up, maybe she can at least stop calling 110 and let the police come and arrest him.

Unexpectedly, before Liao Ming could speak, Sun Rong spoke first.

When talking about her husband, Sun Rong was touched by the scene and couldn't help crying.

Sun Rong sobbed in a low voice: "My husband has been upright and kind-hearted all his life. Even when he quarreled with others, he always spoke softly and never loudly. But...but this happened! No, Are those people who are approached by ghosts all evil people? Why did my husband meet him! That’s okay, and my well-behaved son is lying unconscious in the hospital now. If... If he What happened to the two, what should I do!"

Sun Rong babbled and cried non-stop.

Liao Ming felt very distressed when he saw the beauty was sad.

Liao Ming comforted him, "With my master here, I'm sure you'll be fine! Don't worry!"

Sun Rong smiled and reached out to wipe away the tears.

Sun Rong said softly, "I'll leave it to you."

Liao Ming scratched his head in embarrassment, and said he should.

the other side.

Si Jiang's eyes were half down, he didn't look at anyone, he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

After five minutes.

Zuo Mingzhuona had a problem again.

Zuo Mingzhuo carried out the steps of exorcising ghosts step by step in an orderly manner until the last step was completed.

After completing all the steps, Zuo Mingzhuo shook the soul-destroying bell again, and began to recite the formula for expulsion.

But who knows...failed.

The demon didn't respond.

Zuo Mingzhuo never expected that the evil ghost didn't react at all.

He stared dumbfounded at the evil ghost that kept struggling and screaming in place, panicked and stunned.

Zuo Mingzhuo couldn't believe it: "Why didn't you respond? How is this possible? I followed the steps my master taught me, that's right!"

The little apprentice said in surprise: "Master..."

Zuo Mingzhuo's voice was not low, as soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

After listening to Zuo Mingzhuo's words, everyone in the living room reacted differently.

The security guard's legs were weak, and he was already scared to pee.

Sun Rong covered her face and wept bitterly.

Liao Ming is proud and feels that his master is the most powerful.

Qi Yuanqing, on the other hand, was gloating.

Qi Yuanqing glanced at the panicked Zuo Mingzhuo triumphantly, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his face was full of disdain.

That calm and indifferent expression seemed to have been expected.

After Liao Ming was proud, he turned to his master and said, "Master, it's your turn!"

……

no response.

So Liao Ming specially added another sentence: "For 200 million."

……

silence.

Two seconds later, Si Jiang clicked his tongue impatiently and stood up from the sofa.

Si Jiang got up and came in front of the evil ghost, looked down at the curse on the evil ghost's stomach, and frowned in distaste after just one glance.

Si Jiang asked, "How did your master teach you?"

The little apprentice was taken aback.

Thinking that Si Jiang was talking about himself, the little apprentice replied honestly: "Master usually..."

Si Jiang: "It's not you."

The little apprentice was stunned.

Judging from his appearance, Si Jiang is only in his twenties at most, but Zuo Mingzhuo, no matter how you look at it, is a grown man in his thirties.

So Si Jiang's disgusted expression and way of asking were very impolite in terms of age and seniority.

If it is a man with a little more self-esteem, he will definitely get angry.

But Zuo Mingzhuo...has no face to be angry at this place.

In front of Si Jiang, Zuo Mingzhuo could only feel shame.

Zuo Mingzhuo was ashamed and aggrieved: "...I don't know what the expert means."

Si Jiang was straightforward: "You drew it wrong."

Zuo Mingzhuo was startled, and said without thinking, "Impossible! That's what my master taught me!"

Si Jiang was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zuo Mingzhuo, so he directly looked away.

Si Jiang stretched out his hand: "Give me the chicken blood."

The little apprentice at the side handed him the unused chicken blood bowl on the altar in a daze.

Si Jiang frowned and glanced at the chicken blood in the porcelain bowl, turned his head, and said to Liao Ming expressionlessly, "Come here."

Liao Ming walked over obediently.

Si Jiang handed over the porcelain bowl.

Liao Ming took it in a daze.

Liao Ming looked at the bowl in his hand and asked blankly, "...Master?"

Si Jiang said with a cold face, "I said, you draw."

The blood in this bowl is rooster blood. Rooster blood belongs to yang, and the yang energy is strong, so it is born to resist yin and evil ghosts.

Most of the incantations on those talisman seals were drawn with rooster blood.

Although rooster blood has no effect on powerful ghosts, it is absolutely no problem against ordinary little ghosts and evil ghosts.

If it was the past, Si Jiang wouldn't have to be afraid of this thing at all.

But now, he can't even hold the talisman seal, let alone the chicken blood used to draw the talisman seal.

If he stuck his fingers in, he might be beaten back to his original shape immediately.

Liao Ming was not stupid, he saw that his master didn't want to do it himself, but asked him to come, after he was stunned for two seconds, he quickly understood.

He blinked and said obediently: "Master, tell me."

Si Jiang stretched out his hand and pointed at the navel of the evil ghost.

Si Jiang: "Tap three times."

Liao Ming immediately followed suit.

Liao Ming: "And then."

Si Jiang moved his finger up and said, "Move up three inches."

Liao Ming was slightly stunned, and immediately subconsciously prepared to raise his hand and break his fingers to calculate how many centimeters three inches are.

Seeing this, Si Jiang said with a sullen face, "Don't leave your hands."

Liao Ming paused, then cautiously said to his master: "But master, I don't know how much three inches is..."

Si Jiang glanced at Liao Ming quietly.

Liao Ming lowered his head, feeling ashamed.

In school, Liao Ming's grades were not very good.

Because his parents didn't pay much attention to his grades, he simply gave up on himself.

Si Jiang stared at Liao Ming blankly for a while, and finally spoke.

Si Jiang said coldly: "Ten centimeters."

Liao Ming: "...Oh."

Liao Ming roughly estimated the distance of the next ten centimeters, and moved his finger up.

But the finger only moved up half an inch, and Liao Ming's finger seemed to be filled with lead all of a sudden, it was extremely heavy, and he couldn't continue to move up.

Liao Ming panicked: "Master, I can't move my fingers for some reason!"

Liao Ming tried his best to continue going up, but it seemed that something blocked him. No matter how hard he tried, he was sweating profusely, panting, and his fingers didn't respond.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Si Jiang clicked his tongue unhappily.

...he forgot.

How can ordinary people draw mantras casually, let alone draw them on ghosts?

The ghost's yin energy will hinder it. If you don't have that much strength, how can you draw it.

So Si Jiang put on a cold face, reached out and grabbed Liao Ming's wrist

Cold fingers suddenly covered Liao Ming's warm wrist unexpectedly. Liao Ming looked in the direction of his master in confusion.

Liao Ming: "...Master?"

Si Jiang said coldly, "Continue."

Liao Ming: "...Oh."

Liao Ming turned his head obediently, and turned his attention back to the evil ghost again.

In the next second, his body suddenly shivered violently.

A cold chill came from the wrist unexpectedly, and then rushed to the whole body along the direction of the wrist. Liao Ming's body trembled, and his body felt like a bone-piercing cold.

A trace of fear subconsciously surged up in Liao Ming's heart, and that sense of fear took root in his heart and was slowly climbing upwards.

Liao Ming's eyes went dark, and he almost collapsed to the ground.Fortunately, he stabilized his figure quickly with his eyesight and hands.

Liao Ming stammered back and asked, "Master, this... what is this..."

Si Jiang was expressionless: "Turn around, don't talk nonsense."

Liao Ming said yes, and then obediently closed his mouth.

Zuo Mingzhuo at the side looked at the direction of Liao Ming's wrist, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

For some reason, that place gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.A wave of disgust and resistance for no reason.

Liao Ming and Zuo Mingzhuo couldn't see it, and they didn't know what it was, but the evil spirit under Liao Ming was very clear.

- ghostly.

It can also be called Yin Qi.

This breath has the same origin as it, so it is impossible for it to be unclear.

The cold Yin Qi wrapped around Liao Ming's hand, and he walked around Liao Ming's finger stained with rooster blood.

Under the effect of this Yin Qi, the fingers that were struggling just now became smoother.

Liao Ming easily moved his finger up and stopped at ten centimeters.

Liao Ming said in amazement: "Master, why can you move your fingers suddenly! It's amazing!"

Si Jiang: "Stop talking nonsense."

Liao Ming felt wronged: "...Oh."

But at this time, the evil spirit suddenly started screaming frantically and struggled violently.

But this struggle was different from the previous ones, which were just to break free, but this time, it was because of fear.

Compared with his strong and powerful ghosts, the fear arises spontaneously.

Seeing this, Liao Ming couldn't help panicking for a moment.

Although having Master standing by my side did make people feel much more at ease, but the sense of fear is still undiminished.

You know, he has only known his master for less than two days.

Liao Ming's legs and feet were weak, and he almost wanted to ask for forgiveness on the spot, but Si Jiang beside him pressed his wrist expressionlessly, and urged in a deep voice: "Go on."

Liao Ming: "...Yes, Master."

Liao Ming took a deep breath and restrained himself.

Liao Ming endured his fear and continued.

Liao Ming asked: "And then, Master?"

Si Jiang: "Continue to move up until you reach Tanzhong."

Liao Ming was silent.

Liao Ming asked softly, "Master, where is Shanzhong?"

Si Jiang: "..."

On the other hand, Zuo Mingzhuo stepped forward and pointed to Liao Ming.

Zuo Mingzhuo: "Here."

Liao Ming: "Ah, thank you."

Zuo Mingzhuo: "No, it's easy."

Liao Ming moved up in the direction pointed by Zuo Mingzhuo, and stopped in Shanzhong.

As Liao Ming's fingers froze for a moment, the evil ghost screamed again, the voice was shrill and hair-raising.

However, it didn't take long for the screams to gradually die down.

Not only that, but the struggling movement also slowed down.

And the cool air that had been lingering above the living room finally became a little thinner.

It seems that the two strokes just now worked.

Qi Yuanqing's face darkened, his expression was ugly.

Liao Ming was surprised.

Sun Rong covered her face and wept with joy.

As for Zuo Mingzhuo, his expression was complicated.

Probably aware that his master seemed to be in a bad mood at this meeting, the little apprentice looked at his master worriedly, and stretched out his hand to tug on the other's sleeve.

Little apprentice: "...Master?"

Zuo Mingzhuo was silent, and replied: "Nothing."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Mingzhuo looked at the 'two people' standing in front of the evil spirit in a trance.

Oh no.

It should be said that there is one person and one ghost.

Although he didn't really want to admit it, he had to say that no matter how he looked at it, the young man in his twenties in front of him was many times stronger than him.

Whether it's drawing spells, or strength, or teaching apprentices...

Si Jiang saw at a glance that the door was sealed, but he didn't realize it.

Si Jiang saw through at a glance that he had drawn the wrong spell, but he didn't believe it.

As soon as Si Jiang made a move, he immediately subdued the evil spirits that kept running around in the living room, but he didn't know what to do.

Just now when the wicker fell off, he panicked, but Si Jiang was extremely calm.

In terms of teaching his apprentices, he would only let his apprentices memorize them by rote, and never let his apprentices do it himself.

Therefore, Xiaotu memorized it by rote for three full years, but he still didn't see much progress.

But Si Jiang directly asked his apprentice to play.

If he is like him, let his apprentice do it himself, and guide him beside him, I am afraid that Xiaotu should be able to become a teacher in just two years.

Zuo Mingzhuo thought in a daze.

Before, the master had always told him that there are people outside the world and there are people outside the sky, and there are many talented people, so don't be arrogant.He didn't believe it before, thinking that the master is very powerful, and he is also very powerful.

Now it seems... he is too arrogant.

……

While Zuo Mingzhuo was in a trance, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became strange.

The evil spirit suddenly fell silent.

No more struggling, no more continuing to scream.

Liao Ming thought that the evil spirit was finally dispelled, and shouted in surprise: "Master! The ghost seems to have—"

Si Jiang frowned, but felt something was wrong.

Before Liao Ming could finish his sentence, he said coldly, "Quiet."

Liao Ming: "...Oh."

Si Jiang frowned and pondered, thinking.

Zuo Mingzhuo at the side also noticed something was wrong.

Soon, Zuo Mingzhuo thought of something.

Zuo Mingzhuo's expression changed drastically.

Zuo Mingzhuo immediately stepped forward and shouted loudly: "No, it wants to kill itself by biting its tongue—"

Yue Mo realized that he was hopeless, so he simply took a human life with him to die.

It's dead, and he can't even think about living.

Si Jiang reacted faster.

Before Zuo Mingzhuo left, Si Jiang had already grabbed the evil ghost's face.

Si Jiang was so strong that he almost pinched the evil ghost's face and deformed it.

With that strength and hand strength, it is difficult to close the mouth, let alone bite off the tongue and commit suicide.

Liao Ming on the side felt pain when he saw it.

Liao Ming couldn't help swallowing, and silently looked away.

...His master, it's really scary.

Si Jiang pinched the evil ghost's face expressionlessly, and looked down at the evil ghost. His gloomy face was even scarier than the middle-aged man who was possessed by the evil ghost.

Si Jiang pinched the evil ghost's mouth with one hand, and Liao Ming's wrist with the other.

He said in a deep voice, "Continue."

Liao Ming: "...Yes."

As Si Jiang's voice continued, Zuo Mingzhuo let out a long sigh of relief.

Sun Rong wept with joy, and shouted thank you master.

The only one who was not very happy was Qi Yuanqing.

Qi Yuanqing's face was sullen and ugly.

After Liao Ming finished speaking, he turned to look at his master.

Liao Ming: "Master, what's next."

After Liao Ming finished speaking, Si Jiang suddenly let go of Liao Ming's hand.

Liao Ming was stunned, his eyes were blank.

Liao Ming: "Master...Master?"

Si Jiang said succinctly: "Blood again."

Only then did Liao Ming realize, "Oh."

Liao Ming was about to dip his index finger into the porcelain bowl when Si Jiang stopped him.

Si Jiang: "Two."

Liao Ming: "...ah? Master, what are you talking about?"

what two.

Si Jiang: "..."

In the end, Zuo Mingzhuo couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to remind him.

Zuo Mingzhuo: "Your master refers to fingers."

Liao Ming: "So it's like this..."

Liao Ming blushed all of a sudden, and didn't dare to see his master anymore.

Liao Ming obediently dipped some chicken blood into the porcelain bowl with two fingers, then stood quietly on the spot, waiting for the master to give orders.

Zuo Mingzhuo at the side also watched intently.

Ok.

for learning.

Si Jiang: "Put a little on the center of the eyebrows."

Liao Ming: "Good Master!"

Si Jiang: "Draw a horizontal line on the eyelid."

Liao Ming: "Good Master!"

Si Jiang: "Smear it on its lower lip."

Liao Ming: "Good master! But... it... it won't bite me!"

Si Jiang: "Hurry up."

Liao Ming: "Good Master..."

……

10 minute later.

Finally finished doing the exercises, Liao Ming collapsed to the ground.

Liao Ming wailed: "I'm so tired..."

He always thought that to draw a spell, he only needed to memorize the appearance of the spell and add some red blood, but he didn't expect that it would require strong concentration, energy, and even physical strength.

Si Jiang's complexion was paler than before because he had expended a little bit of ghost energy.

His lips were pale, and there was hardly any blood in them.

Seeing this, Sun Rong who was next to him hurriedly poured him a cup of ginger tea.

Sun Rong said eagerly: "Master, please take a sip and sit on the sofa to rest for a while."

Si Jiang did not hesitate: "No, take it away."

Sun Rong wanted to continue persuading, but Liao Ming hurriedly 'explained' for his master: "Thank you, but my master doesn't like to drink tea, so don't give it to my master, just let my master sit and rest for a while .”

Only now did Sun Rong realize.

Sun Rong said in relief, "So that's how it is..."

Liao Ming smiled guilty: "Yes..."

Sun Rong backed away slowly with ginger tea, Zuo Mingzhuo who was not far away hesitated for a while, stepped forward, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

The little apprentice standing behind Zuo Mingzhuo stared at the porcelain bottle in his master's hand, his eyes widened in surprise.

Little apprentice: "Master, you can't be—"

Zuo Mingzhuo: "Alright, be quiet."

Little apprentice: "Yes, Master..."

Zuo Mingzhuo opened the small porcelain bottle, poured out two small maroon pills from the small porcelain bottle, and then handed them over.

A faint smell of rust came from the direction of the pill.

It said it smelled of rust, but it was actually the smell of blood.

There are many kinds of bloody smell.

It may be human blood, it may be animal blood, and it may be... aunt's blood.

And the bloody smell in front of him probably came from animals.

There are three types of animals.

One is liked by ghosts, the other is disliked by ghosts, and the other is hated by ghosts.

Animals that ghosts like are those animals with a heavy yin spirit, such as crows and bats.Yin Qi is heavy, which means it is easy to control and can be upper body anytime, anywhere.

Of course, there are very few ghosts with crows and bats on them.

Because compared to these, they prefer the body of a living person.

However, although the cat belongs to Yin and has a strong Yin energy, it has the same power as the tiger, so it has its own power.

And the cat protector, if it sees an evil spirit, it will immediately drive it away without hesitation.

Therefore, although cats belong to Yin, ghosts do not like them, but are very resistant to them.

As for the insensible animals, they are those animals that have no yin energy and no threat to humans.

For example, fish, and insects that can be crushed to death with a hand.

Although they can feel the ghost like other animals, they can't see it.

Therefore, ghosts have no interest in these animals.

nasty animals...

That is to say, those animals that belong to yang, are incompatible with yin qi, and have extremely strong yang qi.

For example, a rooster, an ox, a swallow, and a deer.

If I'm not mistaken, this bloody smell is the smell of deer blood.

Deer blood is pure yang, which happens to be innately compatible with ghosts.

Smelling the bloody smell, Si Jiang frowned ugly for an instant, and then quickly took half a step back.

Si Jiang: "Stay away from me."

Si Jiang is already deficient in Qi, if he eats this thing, he may have to recuperate for more than 100 years before he recovers.

Si Jiang's complexion turned dark, and his tone was very rough. The little apprentice beside him was very dissatisfied when he heard this.

The little apprentice stood up for his master and said: "You...how can you be like this! My master took out this precious deer blood pill with good intentions, in order to nourish your blood and nourish your body. Don't you It’s okay to appreciate it, why are you still talking to my master like this!”

Si Jiang has only one word.

Si Jiang: "Get out."

He didn't take action to kill Zuo Mingzhuo just now, which was considered the greatest kindness.

Now he actually wants him to talk nicely to Zuo Mingzhuo with Yan Yuese? —absurd.

Faced with Zuo Mingzhuo's overtures, Si Jiang was completely merciless, and the little apprentice was extremely angry.

Little Apprentice: "You—"

The little apprentice was about to continue to reply, but was stopped by Zuo Mingzhuo.

Zuo Mingzhuo slowly withdrew the deer blood pill and said, "Forget it."

Who made him inferior to others.

The little apprentice pursed his lips aggrievedly.

Liao Ming, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, expressed gloating.

……

The scene quieted down.

Sun Rong sat on the sofa and waited for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Master...and then?"

Although she wanted to check with her husband, she was afraid that the evil spirit was still there, so she sat on the sofa and did not dare to move.

Si Jiang didn't lift his eyes: "Wait."

Sun Rong: "...ah, is that so?"

Si Jiang: "Yes."

Sun Rong knew that Si Jiang had a bad temper, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Time passed little by little.

Depressed atmosphere.

Suddenly, the temperature in the living room suddenly dropped.

Everyone in the living room shuddered.

The door of the villa slammed and closed without wind.

The moment the door closed, the lights went out.

Then, the crystal lamps above everyone's heads began to shake violently.

The living room was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.Because he couldn't see, the sound and touch became very clear.

The rattling sound of the crystal lamp above the head made people feel guilty and even more flustered.

In normal times, this voice would probably only sound disturbing.But now, in this dark living room, this voice will only make people feel more and more creepy.

So weird.

There is obviously no wind in the living room, why does the lamp shake?

Could it be... is there a ghost on the lamp?

The few big living people in the living room thought with horror, shrank in place, trembling.

Sun Rong suddenly thought of something and stood up from the sofa.

Sun Rong: "Wait a minute, I'll turn on the light!"

After Sun Rong finished speaking, she groped her way to the switch, but she turned the switch on and off, turned it off and on again, but the light still didn't turn on.

No reaction at all.

Sun Rong panicked, "The lamp doesn't respond!"

The reaction of others was unusually calm.

Liao Ming said in a low voice, "That...isn't this normal? It's like this in ghost movies. Once the lights go out, they can't be turned on again."

Sun Rong was dumbfounded.

At this time, the security guard suddenly said: "By the way, did you hear any sound?"

When the security guard finished speaking, everyone present trembled immediately.

Sun Rong asked in a tearful tone, "What's that voice..."

Little apprentice: "Master..."

Zuo Mingzhuo: "Good boy, don't be afraid."

Liao Ming: "Master...Master..."

Si Jiang: "Shut up, be quiet."

Liao Ming: "...Oh."

After the crystal lamp above the head shook strangely for a while, it suddenly fell silent.

Then, from the direction of the second floor, there was a sudden 'creak—' sound.

This sound seemed to be the sound of opening a door.

The sound was very subtle, but because the living room was so quiet right now, it was heard very clearly by everyone in the living room on the first floor.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

As if subconsciously, everyone in the living room looked up involuntarily.

But they can't see anything.

Because the living room is too dark.

Although they couldn't see it, they could vaguely feel that something seemed to appear on the second floor.

Unclean things.

And this thing... is slowly walking towards them.

Why they knew was because they heard the rustling of footsteps on the stairs.

Moreover, the temperature in the living room is getting colder and colder.

At least it was bearable just now, but now, the living room is like Siberia in the severe winter, bitingly cold.

While everyone in the living room was huddled on the sofa and shivering, the security guard suddenly panicked and said, "Who! Who is holding my hand! Wait, where are you taking me?" go--"

Everyone was startled.

Sun Rong was the first to ask, "Xiao Liu?"

The security guard was very panicked: "Someone grabbed my hand and tried to grab me upstairs!"

Sun Rong was puzzled: "Who is it?"

Security guard: "I don't know!"

While talking, the security guard struggled vigorously, but the other party was extremely strong. The security guard who was a veteran struggled for a long time, but he couldn't break free from the other party's grasp.

In the living room plus him, there are eight people.

One is his boss, who has been possessed by a ghost and is still in a coma.

One is his boss's wife, who is frail.

Then there is his boss's uncle, although he looks tall and big, but because of his age, no matter how strong he is, he will never be bigger than him.

Then there are the two kids.

One is 16 years old and the other is ten years old.

Naturally, these two people were also excluded.

Although the boss's uncle's son is young and strong, he looks strong, but he feels that he will not take the initiative to come over and hold his hand because of his temperament.Even take him upstairs.

So... now only Si Jiang and Zuo Mingzhuo are left.

As a celestial master, Zuo Mingzhuo has nothing against him, and he has no reason to take him upstairs, so he also ruled it out.

So, only Si Jiang was left.

After confirming that it was Si Jiang, the security guard immediately said without hesitation: "What are you going to do! Did I just treat you as a charlatan just now? If you want to apologize, I-"

Before the security guard could finish speaking, Si Jiang lifted his lips expressionlessly.

Si Jiang: "Unfortunately, it's not me."

The security guard froze for a moment.

The sound is coming from the direction oblique to the right.

And the person holding him now... was right in front of him.

The security guard's expression was stiff, and he slowly looked in the direction directly ahead.

Of course, he couldn't see anything.

However, if he could see, he would be able to discover that the person holding his hand was not actually a human being.

It was a dark figure.

After Si Jiang said coolly, the security guard realized belatedly that the temperature of the hand holding him seemed to be too low.

This temperature is simply impossible to be the temperature that a living person would have!

The security guard thought of something and said in a panic, "Master, help—"

As soon as the security guard finished, Zuo Mingzhuo in the living room immediately took out his talisman and started to move.

But Si lowered faster.

As soon as the security guard said that big character, the security guard suddenly felt a warm hand grabbing the other's wrist.

That is, the wrist of the 'person' who wanted to lead him upstairs.

The security guard's eyes lit up: "Master!"

Si Jiang: "Quiet."

Security guard: "Oh, good master."

The moment Si Jiang grabbed it, it immediately began to struggle frantically.

It ran backwards vigorously, trying to break free, but Si Jiang's grip was extremely tight, and he didn't give it a chance to break free at all.

……

the other side.

Zuo Mingzhuo had already started chanting the mantra.

"Please invite the sages, from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty to the true, the double scene and the two mysteries, the seven souls on the right, and the three souls on the left, make me a god, and my form will always exist—"

After Zuo Mingzhuo finished chanting, the talisman seal in his hand instantly ignited without fire.

The fire from the burning talisman illuminated the living room a bit.

Although it was only two seconds, it was enough for everyone in the living room to clearly see the extra 'person' in the living room.

It was an old ghost in mourning clothes.

The old ghost was extremely thin and bony, with a big hole in his stomach, and the large intestines in his stomach were scattered all over the place.

His feet were suspended in the air, and his eyes were dark and without light.

The second door on the second floor was opened.

If nothing else happened, it should have come out from there, and then went downstairs to grab the security guard's hand.

As for why it came out from the second floor... I have no way of knowing.

After seeing the real appearance of the evil spirit, Sun Rong screamed and covered his eyes in horror.Qi Yuanqingsheng swallowed, his fingers were cold.The security guard was directly frightened and fainted on the spot.

But compared to them, this old ghost is more afraid.

It desperately wanted to escape, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't work.

After knowing Si Jiang's true identity, when he saw Si Jiang, there were only two words left in his heart.

--fear.

at the same time.

The talisman was burned out.

At the moment when the talisman was completely burned, it raised its neck and screamed in pain, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Si Jiang standing next to him leaned slightly, and bit his finger with a cold face.

Not allowing the old ghost to resist, Si Jiang forcibly opened the evil ghost's mouth, and stuck his fingers in.

The room was pitch black, and other people couldn't see it, but Si Jiang, who was a ghost, could see it clearly.

Si Jiang watched the old ghost's painful expression without blinking, his expression indifferent.

The old ghost realized something and frantically wanted to push the finger out of his mouth, but it was too late now.

A drop of warm blood dripped into the old ghost's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit on it faded away.

The ghostly aura on it began to dissipate gradually.

The dissipated ghost energy floated in the air like black mist, and finally poured into his body.

It became weaker and weaker, and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

In the end, the last trace of ghost aura dissipated from it.

All the ghost energy dissipated, and it disappeared along with it.

After the old ghost disappeared, Si Jiang slowly stood up.

Originally, with his current strength, it would be a little troublesome to deal with this evil spirit.But fortunately, there was that celestial master to help him, so he absorbed the evil spirit without any effort.

...that trash is kind of useful.

Si Jiang thought to himself.

With the disappearance of the ghost, the living room on the first floor finally returned to normal.

The lights above the head were turned on again, the closed door was opened again, and the gloom that had lingered in the villa for more than a month finally dissipated.

At the same time, the middle-aged man possessed by the evil spirit finally woke up.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously called out in a low voice: "Rongrong..."

Sun Rong wept with joy, and immediately stepped forward.

Sun Rong cried, "Honey, you finally woke up—"

Qi Chengguang looked at his wife crying bitterly, and was about to ask what happened, but before he could speak, his facial features wrinkled in pain, and he couldn't help but let out a cry.

Qi Chengguang said inexplicably: "Rongrong, why do my neck and arms hurt so much? It's as if they were broken by someone..."

Sun Rong: "It's a long story..."

Liao Ming looked up at the sky silently.

Ok.

He doesn't know anything.

……

the other side.

Zuo Mingzhuo walked quickly to the place where the evil spirit was before, with a puzzled look on his face.

Zuo Mingzhuo asked: "Where is the ghost? Why is it gone?"

I saw that the place was empty, there was nothing, it was extremely clean.

Zuo Mingzhuo was puzzled.

If it is said that the evil spirit has escaped somewhere, that's why it is nowhere to be seen here, but the living room and Qi Chengguang have indeed returned to their original state.

So this doesn't make sense.

Here comes the problem.

Where did it go?

What he was chanting was a curse for casting ghosts, not a spell for refining ghosts.

Moreover, even if it is really a ghost-refining curse to refine ghosts, ghosts can't disappear so quickly.

The little apprentice standing next to him pointed in his direction.

Little apprentice: "Master, did he wipe out the ghosts?"

Zuo Mingzhuo was startled.

...he had forgotten that he was still there.

Zuo Mingzhuo looked complicated.

But where did this person come from?