Ma Yingbei came over and said, “The guy who came to ask my third uncle to find someone before, said that the wife of the Pang family had an affair with a servant. After being discovered, she refused to repent. The owner of the Pang family, that is, her husband, was furious and turned her into a human pig. He also killed the servant who had an affair with her in front of her. His methods were extremely cruel!

Not only that, the master suspected that the child his wife had given birth to was from a servant, and he also gave the child to... After his wife's mental state collapsed, she bit her tongue and committed suicide. She then transformed into a ghost, locked the door of the mansion, and killed everyone in the Pang residence.

"Are you saying that the wife of the Pang family is the most vicious ghost in the ancient house?"

Wen Xi frowned and asked suspiciously.

"Humph! Rumors, who knows whether they are true or not!"

Before Ma Yingbei could say anything, the old man behind him knocked on the ground again and sneered, "I only know that when I was young, my parents told me that Madam Pang, who lived halfway up the mountain, was a kind-hearted person. During those years when the village was suffering from a severe drought and had no food to eat, it was Madam Pang who had people give out porridge to everyone, and that saved the village."

"Even a kind-hearted person would be mentally broken if tortured to this extent. Only when the obsession is too deep can they turn into a fierce ghost!"

Ma Yingbei shook his head and spoke in a profound tone.

"It's getting late, let's go up and take a look at the situation."

Wen Xi glanced at the sky and saw that a storm was coming.

If he doesn't go up now, I'm afraid Zhang Xianren won't be able to hold on.

"Okay, let's go!"

The two men said goodbye to the old man and walked up the mountain.

"Little girl, little boy! Remember, the lights of thousands of homes are the pure land of the mind. Follow your heart, and under the light of candles, you will find your way home."

The old man called out behind them.

Ma Yingbei turned around and wanted to say thank you, but found that the old man was gone, and there was no one where they parked.

He couldn't help but shudder all over, muttering to himself in confusion, "This is really weird, is there something wrong with my eyes? Was that old man just now a ghost? No way, the magic weapon on me didn't alert me."

"That's a genuine old man, don't let your mind wander!"

Wen Xi sighed softly, "He has a layer of merit and protection on him, and he is also a kind person, so ghosts can't find his door. As for his disappearance, his home is nearby. If he is a little faster, he walked back home, isn't it normal?"

Hearing her say this, Ma Yingbei scratched his head in embarrassment. "My mother taught me since I was a child that I must be careful and vigilant, and never be fooled by ghosts. I am sometimes careless, and sometimes I am too careful and overthink things, so this is what happens."

Wen Xi shook her head and poked his heart, "No, it's you who are too stupid."

Ma Yingbei took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said, "My fifth uncle said that I'm lacking experience, so it's a good opportunity for me to follow you and gain more experience."

"Experience you big-headed ghost!"

Wen Xi snorted, "We're here!"

The Pang residence was right in front of him. In the large field in front, there were many locust trees planted. The drooping branches swayed in the wind, and the temperature nearby began to drop.

Hehehehehehe!

A strange laugh could be heard in his ears. Ma Yingbei raised his eyebrows and glanced to the side. Just this one glance made his whole body freeze. He reached one hand into his pocket and pinched the talisman inside.

He saw that several heads were suddenly hanging from the locust tree, which had been normal just now. They all had strange smiles on their ordinary faces, staring at him with a cold smile.

"Damn! We haven't even gone in yet, is it already so scary?"

Ma Yingbei stood in front of Wen Xi, wanting to protect her.

Wen Xi pushed him away, and it was this action that made Ma Yingbei dazed. When he opened his eyes again, there was no head on the tree, nothing at all!

"What did you see?"

"Uh, why can't I see those heads?"

Ma Yingbei scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"I didn't expect that I'd be blinded by ghosts right after entering here."

Wen Xi frowned and sneered, "The magnetic field shifted, forming a whole new domain? They really know how to play it."

"Let's go, straight in!"

Wen Xi was a little impatient, so he pulled Ma Yingbei and pushed open the door of Pang's house.

It was gloomy inside, and everything was covered with dust. As they stepped in, the door behind them closed automatically. They glanced at the door, and when they looked towards the main hall, the hollow courtyard was pitch black, and a cold moon hung in the sky above their heads.

"Oh my god! Wen Xi, shouldn't it be daytime when we came in just now? How come it suddenly got dark? Is it possible that I'm having an illusion? Or am I blind?"

Ma Yingbei was relatively well protected, and the elders of the Ma family rarely took him to particularly dangerous places.

"Because we've entered the domain! This is a completely new magnetic field environment, one that... ghosts love the most!"

Wen Xi walked forward without looking around, just like the scene in the previous live broadcast. Walking forward was the main hall. She did see the painting hanging on the wall in the main hall. It was covered with thick ink. When she got closer, she could smell the scent of the ink and see the faint water light reflected by the ink.

"The ink still hasn't dried? Is it because of the magnetic field?"

Wen Xi stared at the painting and muttered to himself.

"No! This is our Ma family's special ink, specifically used to ward off evil spirits."

Ma Yingbei followed, and when he saw the painting and smelled the scent, his eyes widened and he raised his hand to touch it.

Wen Xi stopped him, "Don't touch it, the ghost energy on it is very strong. There is a ghost sealed in this painting. Be careful not to let it out."

Ma Yingbei's mind cleared up a bit, and he pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "This must have been done by Third Uncle and the others. It seems that they must have encountered a lot of ghosts. How many ghosts are hiding in this ancient house? And how many evil spirits are there?"

"The main hall isn't a big problem. Let's go inside and look for it."

"good!"

When they stepped out of the main hall, a cool breeze blew, and several locust trees swayed in the wind. Along with it, a corridor meandered into the depths of darkness. On the left were pavilions and terraces, and on the right were planted enchanting roses. The bright red color revealed a hint of weirdness.

"What a magnificent garden! This huge house must have belonged to a wealthy family in the past!"

Ma Yingbei touched his chin and looked around.

"wrong!"

Wen Xi spat out these two words coldly and stopped.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I came to Pang's house this time because when I was live streaming, I met another psychic anchor who came here to explore. In the footage I saw, he came in from the main hall, and it was clearly not this garden, but an inner courtyard."

Wen Xi's calm words almost gave Ma Yingbei goosebumps.