Chapter 5 Ghost Hunt
A moment later, the two arrived at the main entrance of the Wang family mansion.
Looking at the high walls and the imposing gate, Gu Xu couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a rich man's mansion. The area was at least seven or eight times the size of his small yard.
The widow of Mr. Wang’s family was already waiting outside the gate.
This is a graceful young woman who looks like she is in her twenties - she is wearing coarse linen mourning clothes, her hair is tied up with raw linen and combed into a mourning bun; her face is beautiful, but full of It was stained with tears, and his eyes were red. It was obvious that he had been crying bitterly for his deceased husband just now.
Behind the young woman, there was a short and fat little boy standing, who seemed to be the son of the rich man Wang.
He was wearing sackcloth, wearing mourning, and his face was pale. He lowered his head and looked at his toes without saying a word.
“Are you two adults from the Exorcism Department?” After seeing Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan, Mrs. Wang raised her head and asked, “May I ask how you call them?”
“ The Exorcism Department is on inspection, Shi Xiaohan." Shi Xiaohan answered with his head held high.
Gu Xu pondered for two seconds and replied: "I am Xiao Changshou."
To be cautious, he made up a temporary pseudonym.
"So you are the Heroine Shi who is known as the 'Ruthless Ghost-Slaying Sword'!" Mrs. Wang glanced at Shi Xiaohan in surprise, "I have admired his name for so long, I have lost my respect!"
Then she looked at Gu Xu, her eyes lingering on him for a long time, refusing to move away: "This Mr. Xiao is so handsome!"
"Madam is so complimentary."
Gu Xu touched his face and complained in his heart: Madam, your husband’s bones are still cold!
Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan walked into the house under the leadership of Mrs. Wang.
This is an open and spacious three-entry quadrangle with main room, wing rooms, wing rooms, courtyards, ponds, and rockeries. It is subtle and elegant, seemingly elegant and low-key, but secretly full of luxury.
Only now, the place is filled with smoke, soul flags are floating, and the air is filled with the smell of burned paper money. The entire mansion was shrouded in an awe-inspiring, heavy, and undispellable gloom.
At this time, it had been less than seven days since the death of Rich Man Wang.
Therefore, his body was not buried. It was still placed in the house, wearing a shroud and a yellow paper on his face, which looked a bit scary.
"Two adults, you must kill that evil spirit and avenge my husband!" Seeing her husband's body, Mrs. Wang couldn't help crying again, sobbing and wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief.
"Don't worry, madam, we will definitely live up to our trust!" Shi Xiaohan said, then she licked her lips and looked at Gu Xu, "Aren't you the person who knows the best about ghosts in the Exorcism Department? Find the ghost quickly and I will deal with it."
Not only was she not afraid of the evil ghost hiding in the dark, she was even a little excited.
"Put it on me." Gu Xu replied with a smile.
Then he turned to look at the rich man Wang’s son - the fat, white, eight or nine-year-old boy.
"Kid, what's your name?"
"Wang Guicai."
"Were you the one who reported the case to the Exorcism Department before?"
"Yes, sir." ."
"The dead rich man is your father?"
"Yes."
"So Mrs. Wang is your mother?"
"No, she is my stepmother."
Gu Xu took a look at the enchanting figure , the young and beautiful Mrs. Wang looked at the pudgy boy in front of her, thinking that such a young woman really couldn't give birth to such a big child.
Men are indeed dedicated. No matter how old they are, they all like beautiful girls in their twenties.
"Gui Cai, why do you firmly believe that ghosts are hiding in your home?" Gu Xu then asked.
“Because I can hear knocking on the door every night when I lie in bed,” the fat boy said with a slightly trembling voice, “but when I opened the bedroom door, there was no one outside.
"I think... the ghost that killed my father must be targeting me now... I'm so scared. While I was sleeping, it dug open my chest and ate my heart, just like killing My father is like that..."
The boy looked haggard and his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well for a long time.
"Don't be afraid, your wealth, I'm here, "Gu Xu touched the boy's head, as if comforting a frightened Shiba Inu, "Take me to your room first! ”
"Yes, sir." Wang Guicai lowered his head and said obediently.
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As the only son of the deceased rich man Wang, Wang Guicai naturally occupies the spacious and comfortable east wing.
There are corridors on all sides, flowing cornices, carved window lattice, and scarlet curtains.
Wealth and elegance coexist. But now, in order to ward off evil spirits, moxa leaves are stuck on the door of this house, a mahogany sword is hung on the beam, and the windows are covered with dense talismans - yellow paper and red letters, which are complicated and weird, and look creepy.
Gu Xu glanced at these seemingly incomprehensible but actually useless talisman papers, and silently shook his head - as a practitioner majoring in talismans, he only I think it’s too easy for scammers to make money nowadays.
He walked straight to the door of the east wing, grabbed the copper door knocker, knocked twice, and asked: "Guicai, is this the sound you heard when you were sleeping at night? "
The short and fat boy Wang Guicai frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Probably so"
Gu Xu kept the boy's hesitant look in his mind.
Then he pushed open the door.
The first thing that catches the eye is a tall bronze mirror.
In this bronze mirror, Gu Xu saw his own reflection -
His eyebrows were like an ink painting, his eyes were like bright stars, he looked like a beautiful young man with beautiful trees in the wind.
It's just that compared to the glass mirror in the previous life, the imaging effect of the bronze mirror is much blurry, and it looks like an extra layer of underworld filter.
Mirror facing the door is a taboo in Feng Shui.
In the classics that Gu Xu has read, it is mentioned that the mirror itself is Yin and possesses the evil of light. Placing it opposite the door can easily create a Yin aura, absorbing the surrounding bad luck and bringing bad luck to people.
Especially since the Wang family is having a funeral recently, there is a strong evil spirit gathering nearby.
As we all know, Yin Qi is a breeding ground for evil spirits.
Wang Guicai's bedroom has unknowingly turned into a haven for ghosts and monsters.
Gu Xu looked slightly stern.
He walked around the mirror and looked around.
The weak sunlight shines through the talisman paper on the window, giving the items in the house a vague halo.
The indoor furniture is exquisite and new, carved with complicated patterns, but it does not look comfortable.
There are several pots of pothos placed in the corner of the wall, which are green and green, but they fail to add any vitality to the room.
Gu Xu felt that the air he breathed was also full of depression.
"Gui Cai, have you ever thought that the knocking you heard at night might not come from outside the door?"
At this moment, Gu Xu remembered the ancient book A case was recorded, and a bold conjecture came to mind.
"Sir, you mean..." Wang Guicai, a short and fat boy, looked a little confused and didn't seem to understand what Gu Xu was saying.
Gu Xu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and knocked twice on the bronze mirror.
“Dang! Dang!”
The crisp voice echoed in the silent room.
Wang Guicai suddenly turned pale.
He pointed at the bronze mirror, staggered back a few steps, almost fell to the ground, and shouted hesitantly:
"Yes...Sir, this is it...the knock on the door I heard late at night...that's the sound...that ghost...it's in this mirror...it wants to come out..."
"Don't panic."
Gu Xu stretched out a finger to signal him to stay quiet.
Then he looked at the bronze mirror and grinned.
His reflection in the mirror also grinned.
He blinked.
The reflection in the mirror also blinked.
He made a scissor hand gesture.
The reflection also made a scissor hand gesture.
"How about we play a few games of rock-paper-scissors?" Gu Xu suggested to his mirror image with a cheerful smile on his face, "Come on, rock, paper, scissors!"
Then he lost four games in a row.
(End of this chapter)