Chapter 27 Haunted House
After a while, two sturdy men came outside the villa and took the reluctant Huang Gongming into the car. Before leaving, Wen Zhong told them to be careful about Huang Gongming. Then I felt relieved.
"Little friend, there is no problem now."
"There is one more." Wen Zhong thought for a while and asked: "I forgot to ask just now, after you suppressed Li Gui What should I do with the ghost realm? Should I keep activating the ghost realm to trap the ghosts?"
The Taoist clapped his hands, and immediately two disciples behind him brought up a box made of gold.
"I wonder if you have ever heard of Bruce Pi?"
Bruce Pi? Foreigner? I don't know why Wen Zhong sounds familiar.
"You must have heard of the paper "The Power of Ghosts Cannot Affect Gold," right?" Seeing Wenzhong shaking his head, the Taoist continued to explain, "This can also be regarded as a necessary survival guide in the supernatural world. "
"It seems to have some impression." Wen Zhong seemed to have seen this paper when he logged in to the special website. Unfortunately, he was in a hurry to go to the night market and did not click on it to check it out.
Then the Taoist briefly explained the content to Wen Zhong, roughly saying that the power of ghosts can affect all materials, but it cannot affect gold. Containers made of gold can effectively imprison evil ghosts, but That's all, it can't destroy or kill the evil ghosts.
"My little friend just needs to wait for the poor Taoist to suppress the evil ghost, and then use the ghost realm to imprison the evil ghost in this golden box."
"That's it." Wen Zhong thought of the supernatural things he had experienced before. All the incidents ended with him escaping. If he could use gold to imprison the ghost, would there be a different ending?
The five people walked through the courtyard and came to the door of the villa. The Taoist suddenly closed his eyes and stretched out his right hand. He kept making hand gestures and chanting mantras. After a while, he opened his eyes and signaled that everyone could go in.
Wen Zhong was a little confused watching his hard-working "performance", but after seeing Hu Qiu, he understood a little bit. This fake Taoist priest was addicted to acting.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the window on the second floor was blown open. Wen Zhong looked up and saw that the blown curtains seemed to vaguely show the outline of a person...
Could it be a fierce ghost?
In a blink of an eye, the other people had already entered the villa. Seeing the Taoist waving to him, Wen Zhong took a deep breath and walked in, but in the end he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: < br>
“People like us sometimes have no choice.”
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Entering the entrance and passing through a long corridor, several people arrived A huge living room.
I saw a complete set of furniture neatly placed in the living room, all of which were luxury brands, including leisure chairs, sofas, coffee tables and even tea trays and tea tables.
There are several chandeliers hanging above the head. After turning on the lights, the surroundings look particularly weird against the backdrop of the lanterns.
"Secretary Hu, it's hard for you to have to deal with me so late this time." The Taoist talked enthusiastically with Huang Keshang's secretary Hu Qiu.
His two apprentices began to "set up formations" in the house, while Wen Zhong was looking around vigilantly, fearing that the evil ghost would suddenly appear in the next second.
"You can just call me Xiao Hu. These are what I should do. You are too polite." Compared to the others, Hu Qiu seemed much more nervous.
He is considered an atheist, but he also knows a truth, that is, you can disbelieve in the theory of ghosts and gods, but you cannot disrespect them. He has been with Huang Keshang all year round, and he has also learned about some strange things under the influence of his ears and eyes.
Ever since he stepped into this villa, Hu Qiu felt a little strange. It was so clean, there was no dust at all, as if someone lived in it.
But according to his knowledge, no one has come to this villa since it was sold by its previous owner. And now that it is regarded as a haunted house by Taoists, it is even less likely that anyone will come to clean it. Is it difficult? Is it true that there is a ghost?
Hu Qiu's whole body trembled when he thought of this, and his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
His performance was naturally noticed by Wen Zhong and Taoist, and they also noticed that the house seemed a bit too clean, but it has not yet triggered the murderous law of Li Gui. The enemy is hidden and we are clear, or Observe first before making next steps.
Wen Zhong was looking around carefully. He looked at the decorative oil paintings hanging on the wall and was amazed because the woman in the painting was so beautiful.
She has long hair shawl and is draped in gauze, which interprets the definition of beauty to the maximum extent, and the painter also plays an important role. The brushstrokes are soft and the colors are bright. Wen Zhong only feels that this painting can only exist in the sky. It’s rare to see it a few times in this world.
Just when Wen Zhong was thinking about touching the woman in the painting, two coughs suddenly came from behind him, and the Taoist was standing behind him at some point.
“If you like oil paintings, then I will give you a few oil paintings by Bijia that I have collected at home after the event is completed. What do you think?”
said It’s a joke, I’m a rough guy who doesn’t understand art, but I just couldn’t help but take a second look at this woman because of her beauty.”
After saying this, the Taoist also looked at the oil painting and was equally astonished, saying that he had never seen such a beautiful woman in all his life. If he were ten years younger, he would definitely win the smile of a beautiful woman even if he spent a lot of money.
Wen Zhong smiled and said nothing, but his vigilance gradually increased. Although this painting did not have supernatural powers, it was probably not simple to distract him in such a dangerous place. .
He secretly noted the characteristics of the oil painting in his mind, and would look for relevant clues when he had time after going out.
"Master, the Eight Diagrams to Kill Evils and Conquer Demons has been laid out. Please give instructions, Master." At this moment, Erjiu, one of the Taoist's two apprentices, shouted.
"Good disciple, the next step is to go to the second floor and set up the Four Elephants to slay evil spirits." The Taoist nodded with satisfaction, "The Four Elephants and Eight Diagrams are to slay evil spirits and subjugate demons. If the two formations gather together, the house will be prosperous. .”
Wen Zhong was speechless as he watched. He walked to the stairs and sighed silently in his heart. This man was really cruel.
Suddenly, he was bumped from behind. He looked closely and saw that it was Erjiu and Yiba, the Taoist's apprentices. They were heading to the second floor with formation props.
"Please, please, please have some discernment and don't cause trouble for us." Erjiu looked at Wen Zhong impatiently, while Yiba also snickered at the side.
Seeing their appearance, Wen Zhong smiled and stepped aside to get out of the way of the stairs. Seeing that Wen Zhong was so "interesting", the two of them didn't say anything more, leaving only a look of disdain. His eyes went straight upstairs.
Although he didn't know why, after being targeted like this by them, Wen Zhong didn't bother to care about their life and death anymore, and just prayed for them silently in his heart.
But don't die too quickly. (End of this chapter)