No wonder this house, despite its antiquity, exudes a unique atmosphere; it turns out that it was the outer residence of a famous lady.

Luo Yuni.

This woman is the famous lady Luo Yuni who died tragically in her outer residence as reported in the newspaper.

Is she the old lady’s ghost?

Where do these newspapers come from?

What connection does Luo Yuni have with the old lady?

Seeing that Li Banfeng was reluctant to say her name, Luo Yuni seemed to understand his concerns.

"You want to know what happened next?"

Ding! Ding! Ding! The clock struck eleven times in a row. The pendulum swayed, and the scene changed. Luo Yuni continued to tell her story.

Her murderer was dead, his body lying on the ground.

Luo Yuni sat next to the corpse and continued to dress up carefully.

The man's body was taken away, but not long after, the man came back and stood beside Luo Yuni, holding an eyebrow pencil, wanting to draw eyebrows for her.

This is obviously not a living man, it should be the man's ghost.

Luo Yuni didn't even look at him, she waved her hand and let the man fly out of the window.

There was a willow tree outside the window, and the man was hanging on the willow tree.

Luo Yuni continued to dress up, and no matter how time passed, her smile remained charming.

The man hanging on the tree looked obsessed and stared at Luo Yuni in the house day after day.

After an unknown amount of time, a young couple moved into the house.

The husband wore a white shirt and black overalls, went out early and came back late, and seemed to have a relatively decent job.

The wife is busy with housework every day and seems to have never noticed that there is another woman in the house, a woman who is always dressing herself up carefully in front of the old clock.

She can't see.

If Luo Yuni hadn't shown up on her own initiative, Li Banfeng wouldn't have been able to see her.

Life was ordinary but sweet, until one day the husband saw Luo Yuni dressing up, and he felt that everything was not so sweet anymore.

He felt that his wife was not that beautiful. Compared with real beauties, his wife might never be considered beautiful.

Luo Yuni looked at the man with pity, gently stretched out her arm and handed him the comb.

The man was extremely excited.

He carefully took the comb from Luo Yuni's hand. Being able to comb Luo Yuni's hair once became the most precious achievement in his life.

Li Banfeng couldn't understand his thoughts, nor could he understand the obsession and intoxication on the man's face.

The man combed Luo Yuni's hair repeatedly, as if he was unwilling to let go of any hair.

It was not until Luo Yuni got tired of it and looked at the man that the man reluctantly put down the comb.

Putting down the comb, the man picked up the eyebrow pencil and wanted to draw eyebrows for Luo Yuni.

Luo Yuni shook her head and her figure gradually faded away.

She left, leaving the man standing there at a loss with the eyebrow pencil in his hand.

He stared at the clock all day long, and was indifferent to his wife's complaints and cries.

One day, he stabbed his temple with an eyebrow pencil, again and again, the pain and smile on his face twisted together.

He saw Luo Yuni again. As long as he kept piercing his temple with the eyebrow pencil, he could be with Luo Yuni.

He took the bloody eyebrow pencil and wanted to draw eyebrows for Luo Yuni.

When the wife saw this, she was so scared that she ran out of the house, but she couldn't run out of the yard.

The ghost hanging on the tree waved the willow branches to entangle her and brought her back to the house.

No wonder these willow trees don’t let anyone leave the house. There are many dead souls hanging on these trees. They are all Luo Yuni’s slaves.

Her husband stabbed himself to death with an eyebrow pencil.

She was tied up with willow branches until late at night, and then Luo Yuni cut her throat with a dagger.

The wife was dead, the blade was covered in blood, and the blood quickly disappeared.

The scene then stopped, and Luo Yuni said softly to Li Banfeng: "This knife likes to drink blood at midnight. The more blood it drinks, the sharper it becomes.

It took me three years to figure out the secret of this knife, but it took the old woman thirty years to figure out nothing.

When we first met, I told you the secret of this knife. Isn't my sincerity enough?"

Luo Yuni's smile became even more charming, but Li Banfeng's attention was not on her smile.

"You're lying," Li Banfeng shook his head. "The old lady knew the secret of the knife. She didn't rush to kill me, but deliberately kept me until midnight, just to let the knife suck my blood."

Luo Yuni smiled and said, "That's because I told her the secret last night. Didn't you see that his two sons didn't understand why they kept you until midnight, because the old woman didn't have time to tell them about it.

That old woman is so stupid. If I don't tell her, she will never see through it. Practicing with her is an insult and torture to me."

Li Banfeng asked: "Then why did you choose her?"

Luo Yuni shook her head: "I didn't choose her, she chose me. She is the only home repairer I have ever met. She called out my name.

Before I met her, I was just a vengeful spirit. It was only after her summons that I became a home spirit. "

Li Banfeng's eyes lit up: "How can I summon the house spirit?"

Luo Yuni raised her eyebrows: "Don't you know how to do it? Aren't you also a home cultivator?"

Li Banfeng also raised his eyebrows: "Did you figure it out?"

Luo Yuni laughed out loud and said, "How could I not see that? Everything you do in this house is visible to me.

You have a special house, a house that ordinary people cannot see, even ordinary house spirits cannot see it.

But I am unusual, I can see, I know you have a key to open the house, it is because you returned to the house that you can quickly get rid of De who poisoned you. "

After hearing these words, Li Banfeng realized that he would never enter Zhai Xiu’s house unless it was absolutely necessary.

Luo Yuni asked softly, "Do you want to cultivate a house spirit? Why bother with so much effort? I am willing to be your house spirit. There is a ready-made one. Why don't you want me?"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Why don't you tell me how to cultivate the house spirit?"

Luo Yuni shook her head: "It's a waste of time and effort, it's really useless."

Li Banfeng lowered his eyes: "You have concealed something from me, which proves that you are not sincere enough to me!"

Luo Yuni sighed softly: "Well, I'll obey you."

The pendulum swings, and the story in the halo continues to unfold.

The ghosts of the couple were hung on the willow tree, looking at Luo Yuni obsessively.

After countless years, more than a dozen families moved into this house. Not long after they moved in, they all died at the hands of Luo Yuni. Their souls hung all over the willow trees around the yard.

As the perspective changed, Li Banfeng was surprised at the area of the yard. The yard was very large. The yard in the picture was much larger than the one Li Banfeng saw.

Another family moved in. A haggard woman, who looked to be around thirty years old, moved in with her two children.

old lady?

The woman entered the house and lived there for a few days. Her skinny cheeks gradually became plump and her pale skin regained some color.

His originally dull eyes became brighter and he had more energy when doing housework.

She fits in with the house. Li Banfeng had a similar experience.

When she was wiping and sweeping the main room, she would always sniff around, as if she could smell a different scent.

When standing in the yard to enjoy the cool air, she would look up at the willow trees around her, as if she could sense the souls of the dead in the trees.

She often fell into deep thought, and the whole house seemed to become more quiet and profound as she pondered.

One day, she brought back several bundles of old newspapers and read them carefully one by one.

She picked out a dozen photos and carefully read the news in the newspaper, looking at every photo in the news.

She didn't recognize many of the words, but she recognized the photos.

This is the house in the newspaper.

Late at night, she coaxed her two children to sleep in the east room and went to the main room alone.

She lit a candle and stared at the old clock.

She held her breath and the room was silent.

Li Banfeng carefully observed every move of the woman and found that staring at the clock was a key factor.

The reflection of the clock can be clearly seen in the woman's pupils.

Her slowing heartbeat could be faintly heard, and the whole house trembled with her heartbeat, and the willow trees outside the house trembled with the house.

They merged.

Li Banfeng could sense from the light and shadow that the woman had merged with the house.

This is the power of home improvement.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

As the bell rang, the clock in the woman's eyes became spiritual, and she sensed the location of the house spirit.

The woman took a deep breath and called out her name: "Luo Yuni!"

clang!

Half past eleven.

A bell rang.

Luo Yuni's voice rang in Li Banfeng's ears: "She heard the bell, and from then on, I became her house spirit."

Li Banfeng asked: "Didn't you confirm it with her in person?"

In the images that Li Banfeng saw, Luo Yuni never appeared at the same time as that woman.

Luo Yuni laughed, "For thirty years, I never let her see my true face, nor did I let her hear my voice. At most, I would give her some hints. If she looked at me for one more second, I would feel disgusted.

She did her best to please me. Seventy percent of the souls hanging on the tree were given to me by her. I never felt any gratitude towards her. Besides, she made a living by doing this.

I had no choice but to practice with her. My understanding was much better than hers, and my level was much higher than hers. I could give her a higher level of cultivation, but I only let her cultivate to the first level because I hated her. "

Li Banfeng was also very curious about this matter. Why was the old lady still at only one level of cultivation at her age? "Isn't it said that one can gain one more level of cultivation after ten years of cultivation? She has been cultivating for thirty years, but why is she still only at one level?"

Hearing this, Luo Yuni shook her head slightly and said, "You are a strange person. When you kill people, you act like an old man, but when you talk, you act like a young child.

A cultivator practices according to the rules, without mistakes or omissions, and it takes ten years to achieve one level of cultivation.

How many cultivators dare to say that they have not made any mistakes in the past ten years? How many cultivators dare to say that they have not made any mistakes in the past ten years? There are only a few cultivators who can go from the first level to the second level in ten years. "

Li Banfeng asked, "What mistake did the old woman make that she couldn't finish building the second floor in 30 years?"

Luo Yuni smiled and said, "Her fault lies with me. If the house cultivator and the house spirit are not in tune with each other, the house spirit will suppress the house cultivator. That old woman makes me sick. Even if she cultivates for another hundred years, she will always be at the same level."

really!

It turns out that it is not that easy to practice while lying down at home.

The peddler and Ma Wu both said that the house spirit is the key to house cultivation. If one does not get along well with the house spirit, the house cultivation will not improve.

At this point, Luo Yuni sighed and said, "You don't know how disgusting that old woman is. She hasn't found a man for thirty years, and she doesn't let her sons touch women. She gets mad when I say a word to her two sons.

She even didn't let her two sons go out, forcing them to live with her in this house for the rest of their lives.

Her eldest son Decai had practiced martial arts since he was young. He wanted to buy medicine from a peddler to join a martial arts training school, but the old woman did not allow him to do so. When he was 35 years old, he was forced by the old woman to join a poison training school. Decai could not read a few words, but he used a few old books to make random medicines and almost poisoned himself to death.

The second son Demao also practiced martial arts, but the old woman wouldn't let him. He was lucky. He asked Jiang Xiang to help him secretly buy medicine for martial arts. He reached a higher level last year. Unfortunately, he had no one to guide him. He could only read books and learn some moves. When he met someone like you who didn't follow the moves, he could only die.

I met such a disgusting person. I hope she gets out of this house every day. Why should I let her improve her cultivation?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "This is indeed disgusting. It makes me feel sick just by listening to it."

But why didn't she just kill the old woman?

Isn’t there a precedent of a house spirit killing its master?

Li Banfeng resisted the urge to ask this question.

All the images disappeared, leaving only Luo Yuni, who was dressing up in front of Li Banfeng. She smiled charmingly and said to Li Banfeng:

"Since you entered this house, I knew that you were my real master.

If I use all my strength, you can't beat that old woman at all. You don't stand a chance at all.

But I just like you, call out my name, and I will be yours, come on, I'm waiting for you, Master!"

If it were any other man, the word "Master" would make him give up all resistance.

But Li Banfeng was unmoved. He shook his head and said nothing.

Luo Yuni frowned and asked, "You don't want me?"

"It's not that I don't want you." Li Banfeng shook his head.

Luo Yuni thought for a while, trying to guess what Li Banfeng was thinking: "You don't want this job, you saved that mother and daughter, you are a kind person,

I also hate this job, and I also hate the days of killing people. I am willing to drive away all the dead souls in this house. As long as you accept me, I am willing to live a simple life with you. "

Luo Yuni slowly extended her hand towards Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng did not hold her hand. He silently left the position facing the old clock.

The old clock is Luo Yunni's real body, but Luo Yunni's soul may not be in the old clock all the time.

For example, now.

From a visual point of view, Li Banfeng was talking to Luo Yuni.

But from the reflection of the pendulum, Li Banfeng and Luo Yuni were in the same room, both facing the old clock.

In other words, the two people were most likely sitting in the same seat, very close to each other.

At this moment, Luo Yuni's soul is beside or behind Li Banfeng.

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