After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

At that time, the police had made a clear investigation and said that it was indeed an accidental car accident.

He was so young, and he died suddenly, it was normal for him to come back to his soul to make trouble with his family at night. The old man was still crying in his dream to comfort him, let him accept the reality, go to reincarnation early, and they would help take care of the children and so on.

But his son just refused to leave. When he and his wife lay down to sleep in the middle of the night, his son was crying unwillingly.

This happened for two or three days in a row, and the grandfather also became suspicious, so he had to go to the police station to ask about his son.

The police said that no other reason was found. They suspected that the old man was a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. He was under too much mental stress and advised him to see a psychiatrist.

Seeing that he couldn't tell the police clearly, the old man could only choose to go to the witch, and wanted her to talk to his son to see what was going on?

But after the sorceress went to his house, she bluntly said that his son was too resentful and she couldn't do anything, so she left without asking for money.

The old man had no choice but to find someone else. Yesterday, he heard from someone else that there was a little gentleman in Yanhe Temple who had a good sense of things. Let him have a look.

With the previous two experiences, Tang Gui asked: "Will he show up during the day?"

The old man shook his head: "Everything is normal during the day."

Tang Gui said: "Then you leave a detailed address, and I'll show it to you in the evening."

"Good good."

After the old man left, Tang Gui went back to continue playing mahjong, and continued to tell fortunes when he went down. It was not until it was almost dark that he put on his bag, pulled Chu·waijia·yang, and went out to take the subway.

It was the rush hour for get off work, and after the subway passed several major stations, there were more and more people. Chu Yang disliked being touched by others, his brows were furrowed and his face was full of displeasure. Seeing this, Tang Gui discussed: "Or, let's switch places."

At this moment, he was standing in the corner, Chu Yang propped one hand on the wall of the car, and the two stood facing each other, Tang Gui had the illusion of being protected by the other party in his arms.

The bodies of the two were so close that Tang Gui could even clearly feel his cool body temperature.

"Need not."

Hearing Chu Yang's cold tone, Tang Gui couldn't say any more.

The distance between the two was too close, and it seemed very awkward not to speak. Fortunately, Chu Yang was half a head taller than him, so that he would not stare.

Tang Gui looked at it, and there were still seven or eight stations away from the destination, so he simply lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

Before the end of a game of Doudizhu, the subway arrived again. After a group of people went down, more people poured in, making the already crowded subway even more overcrowded.

Unprepared, Chu Yang was pushed and shoved by the person behind him, and his lips touched the forehead of the person in his arms.

Tang Gui raised his head in surprise, but the tip of his nose touched his chin again, Chu Yang looked down at him, their faces were extremely close.

It was so close that Tang Gui could touch his cool lips with a slight movement, he stepped back suddenly, and pressed his back against the car wall, his expression became flustered: "Sorry... sorry."

Chu Yang snorted softly, didn't care much, and propped up his arms again, leaving a larger distance for Tang Gui. When he saw his red ear tips, the corners of his mouth rose more deeply.

After coming here for a while, the heat on Tang Gui's face went down before he realized that it was Chu Yang who accidentally kissed his forehead first, why should he apologize to him?

Looking at the person who was impatient just now, his brows and eyes are stretched now, and his eyes are full of joy, Tang Gui can't ignore it even if he wants to.

He couldn't help thinking of Chu Yang's attitude towards him, which was completely different from others, and it was hard for him not to understand the reason.

He looked up at him with complicated emotions. Today, Chu Yang was wearing the clothes he burned for him on the day of the Ghost Festival.

Tang Gui's vision was very good, this suit fit his flamboyant and arrogant personality very well, he looked handsome and handsome, he looked like a young man in his early twenties.

After reading it, he felt even more complicated. Not to mention whether he likes boys or not, just saying that this person is in love with ghosts. It...is impossible to have results.

Besides, with Chu Yang's arrogant personality, would he be willing to be the next one?

Thinking of this, Tang Gui's expression froze, he shook his random thoughts vigorously, and cursed secretly, he was really crazy.

Twenty minutes later, the two got off the subway. Chu Yang looked back at the crowded carriage, feeling a little regretful in his heart, and asked Tang Gui, "Can we still take the subway when we come back?"

Tang Gui paused, looked back at his serious expression, frowned and asked, "Don't you like crowds?"

Chu Yang raised his chin, and said two words in a flat tone: "It's okay."

"……Um."

Tang Gui responded lightly.

He is not like Chu Yang, expecting something in his heart, the main reason is that he is too poor and only has the conditions to take the subway and bus.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the door of the old man's house. It was completely dark at this time. After Tang Gui and Chu Yang entered the room, the old lady was still slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the old man, as if she was silently questioning. Can a young man do it?

Tang Gui pretended not to see it, turned his head and asked Chu Yang in a low voice, "Did you see anything?"

"No."

Then we had to wait, Tang Gui asked the old lady to go to bed as usual, and he and Chu Yang sat in the living room with the old man watching TV.

In order to accommodate the old man, they specially chose an opera, the babbling was melodious and hypnotic, after listening to it for half an hour, Tang Gui started yawning, and the old man also leaned on the sofa, squinting his eyes, looking like he was about to fall asleep look like.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Tang Gui was about to change his posture. Chu Yang, who had been watching the play very seriously, suddenly approached and whispered in his ear: "Here we come."

Tang Gui subconsciously looked towards the door, then at the old man who was already asleep, made a gesture with his fingers, recited the incantation silently, and opened his yin and yang eyes.

I saw a human-shaped minced meat flatbread squeezed in through the crack of the door, looked around with the eyeballs that had fallen out of the sockets, and finally fell on the old man who was sleeping on the sofa.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo dad, i'm not reconciled to my death."

Following his cry, the sleeping master frowned, but he didn't wake up.

The man continued to cry, tossing and turning only a few words, because of the tragic situation of the car accident, his soul was squeezed out of shape, and his voice became sharp and harsh, very unpleasant.

Finally, Chu Yang couldn't stand it any longer, and was about to get up when Tang Gui stretched out his hand to stop him: "Sit down, I'll come."

As he spoke, Tang Gui opened the backpack next to him, took out a few ghost-repelling charms from the town house, and pasted them on the doors and windows, making sure that the male ghost and the others would have nowhere to escape.

He stopped it aloud: "Hey, what grievances do you have? Tell me, maybe I can help you, don't disturb the old man to sleep."

The male ghost was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Tang Gui to see him.

When he entered the door just now, besides his father, he actually saw two young people watching TV on the sofa. He looked at his face and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Who are you?" He asked angrily.

Tang Gui didn't bother to answer, and directly took out a folded talisman and placed it in front of him.

The pancake ghost looked at it, and sneered disdainfully: "It turns out that he is a little Taoist priest. My father is really cruel, and even found outsiders to deal with his own son one after another."

As he spoke, he directly slapped Tang Gui's face with his soft fingers. Tang Gui dodged and slapped the talisman on his wrist while chanting the incantation.

Bursts of white smoke burst out of the Pancake Ghost's wrist, and he let out a shrill cry, which directly woke up the sleeping old man.

After waking up, the old man couldn't see the pancake ghost, but he could see Tang Gui attacking and dodging, as if he was fighting someone.

"Mr. Xiao..." He was about to speak, but was stopped by Chu Yang who was sitting next to him: "Quiet."

Tang Gui is no longer the rookie who was chased several floors up by a female ghost in school, and a spell can only hurt the skin.

Not to mention that he has been making rapid progress, the pancake ghost in front of him, who just died, can't compare with that little devil who has killed countless people.

After a few rounds of attack, the Pancake Ghost was defeated, lying on the ground and looking at Tang Gui with a little more timidity in his eyes.

"You...what do you want to do? I'm a brat who died unjustly, you can't kill me, otherwise, Lord Yama will not let you go!"

"I won't kill you." Tang Gui made sure that he couldn't run away, and he had no strength to resist, so he sat back on the sofa and asked him, "You just said that someone killed you, what's going on?"

The pancake ghost snorted softly, but said nothing.

Tang Gui was not angry, and patiently persuaded him: "If you are given a chance, you have to take it seriously. Don't you come to harass the old man and his wife every day because you hope they can avenge you?"

"They are so old, even if they know that you died unjustly, they can't do anything. Why don't you just tell me that your father paid me to hire me, and I will naturally try my best to help you get wronged."

After hearing this, the pancake ghost hesitated: "What you said...is it true?"

Tang Gui: "Yes."

The Pancake Ghost got up from the ground and sat down on the floor. Before he could speak, he let out a long sigh: "The matter should have started half a year ago, when I made a small mistake..."

Tang Gui interrupted him and reminded: "Cheating is not a small mistake."

The pancake ghost didn't expect him to know. He was a little surprised, but quickly calmed down and defended himself: "I just asked that man if he didn't steal food outside. I just made a mistake that all men in the world make."

Tang Gui pursed his lips, trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart that wanted to hate him.

The pancake ghost didn't seem to notice, and continued: "Besides, I also admitted my mistake to my family at that time, and promised that I would never associate with that woman again. I said, if it doesn't work, we will divorce, and in the end it was she who suddenly changed her mind and said she couldn't leave."

"I suspect that at that time she had already started planning how to kill me. Although we did not divorce, it would not help to repair the broken mirror."

"Usually, she asks me to keep a distance from other women. Once she sees me talking to a woman, she will make a big fuss with me, saying that I can't change my shit, and I still think about the outside world. woman."

Tang Gui asked: "So have you cheated on other women in the past six months?"

The flatbread ghost resolutely denied: "No."

Tang Gui exposed him: "You are lying."

The pancake ghost's eyeballs that fell out of the sockets moved, showing his panic. Guess how Tang Gui knew about this?

In fact, the Pancake Ghost didn't know that although his facial features and body were crowded out of shape, people couldn't see his face, but no matter how unpleasant his voice was, his tone would still change.

Tang Gui felt from his words that the pancake ghost was extremely dissatisfied with his wife.

Especially when it came to his wife not allowing him to communicate with other women, his tone turned into disgust, which showed that his wife's behavior disturbed him.

The pancake ghost was silent for a few seconds, and he admitted it, but he couldn't help but make excuses for himself: "Actually, I have mentioned divorce with her many times, but she herself has always disagreed."

Tang Gui: "So you can't get a divorce and you can't stand the temptation from the outside, so you can only secretly cheat many times?"

The pancake ghost said unconvinced: "There is no man in the world who is not outside... Oops!"

Tang Gui kicked him to the ground with a cold expression: "Don't use your own wrong behavior to put shit on other people's heads. There are only a few men in the world who are as scumbags as you are, and they will be severely punished like you in the end." punish!"

Tang Gui was so angry for the first time, but felt that the anger in his chest had nowhere to vent, so he couldn't help kicking Pancake Ghost in the chest again.

The pancake ghost also got up from the ground angrily, pointed at Tang Gui and cursed: "You are a big liar, what are you talking about to avenge me, I think you are an undercover agent sent by that stinky woman!"

Tang Gui took out a spell again, and the pancake ghost was instantly timid. Although he was not convinced, he still said: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I admit that I am a scumbag, but if I cheated, I won't be punished." life."

"Why do you think your wife murdered you?"

"It must be her!" The pancake ghost was very sure: "She must have found out that I cheated again, secretly harboring a grudge against me, and tampered with my car, otherwise I was driving fine at the time, why would the truck rush suddenly go out!"

Tang Gui suddenly didn't want to listen to him anymore, turned around and said to Chu Yang, "Booklet."

Chu Yang took it out of his backpack and threw it over casually. Tang Gui opened it and said to the pancake ghost, "Click on it."

The pancake ghost asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say you feel wronged? Let me see how wronged you are."

The pancake ghost asked in disbelief, "Can it detect it?"

Tang Gui: "Yes."

The Flatbread Ghost still didn't believe it, and wanted to ask again, when a gust of wind blew over, like a slap, directly slapped his flat face, knocking him back again and again, and he was stunned.

Chu Yang: "Whispering."

Tang Gui didn't bother to talk to him, so he walked over directly, grabbed his soft, boneless finger, and pressed it on the booklet.

Half a second later, the number of evil spirits on the pamphlet began to increase.

The author has something to say: Chu Yang: I kissed my wife, today is a very happy day~

I'm cured, you can tell from the updated word count~

Cough cough Now it’s just that the buttocks on both sides of the injection are a little painful, and there are no other major problems, right?