On the way to pick up Jiang Suisui and Shi Huanxi, Yu Chuan began to talk about the general situation of the incident.

He frowned slightly, his tone filled with doubt and confusion: "Master, this matter is quite evil."

Jiang Suisui stopped struggling after hearing the word "Master". Since she couldn't refuse, she decided to join in! Just treat "Master" as my name!

When Shi Huanxi heard this, he jokingly said, "Uncle Yu, could there be anything more sinister than your experience?"

When Yu Chuan heard this, he was speechless for a moment and started to retch.

Jiang Suisui: "Go on."

Yu Chuan cleared his throat and continued, "Master, the eldest son of this family passed away. On the way to the funeral, the second son suddenly died. Just as the family returned home after taking care of the second son's affairs, the third son also passed away."

"Ah? Three people died in one go?" Shi Huanxi widened his eyes, his face full of surprise, and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

Yu Chuan's face was solemn as he continued, "It's not over yet. This morning, the eldest brother's wife also died."

Jiang Suisui's eyes were stern, and he asked, "What was the cause of their death?"

Yu Chuan recalled the forensic doctor's description and said, "The forensic doctor initially determined it was sudden death, but the deceased's eyes were bulging and couldn't be closed, which looked very strange."

Shi Huanxi was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "So many people died, who would ask Sui Sui for help?"

Yu Chuan paused for a moment, then said, "It's the eldest son of this family. He feels that it will be their turn soon, so he wants to ask Master for help."

Yu Chuan finished talking and the car arrived at the destination safely.

A dilapidated courtyard house caught my eye, and the closer I got, the more I could feel a strong and suppressed resentment.

As soon as Jiang Suisui and Shi Huanxi opened the car door, they saw Qin Yiheng, Luo Zhou and Shi Zichen already waiting at the door.

Jiang Suisui looked around and twitched his lips slightly. Seven people! What a grand ceremony!

Jiang Suisui sighed helplessly and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "We're only charging one fee for seven people to do the work. It's a huge loss!"

Qin Yiheng couldn't help laughing when he saw his daughter calculating so carefully. He said lovingly, "I knew my daughter has been a money-grubber since she was a child. She knows how to calculate things very well!"

Jiang Suisui looked up and saw that the whole house was shrouded in white. The beams, doors and windows were hung everywhere with white funeral banners, which swayed gently in the breeze, revealing a heavy and depressing atmosphere. It was self-evident that someone in the family had passed away and they were immersed in grief.

Jiang Suisui frowned, keenly aware of the strong resentment in the air. This resentment was even heavier than the one that Sister Yang Qing had emitted at the beginning. It was almost materializing and pressing down like a heavy dark cloud.

She looked solemn and turned to look at the people beside her: "Wait outside first, and come over after I finish it!"

Everyone shook their heads. Yu Chuan said, "Master, you have to take me with you! We are a team now."

Shi Huanxi was even more direct. She hugged Jiang Suisui's waist tightly like a koala and said coquettishly, "I want to go too. I have to go, Suisui!"

Jiang Suisui said helplessly: "Please bring your amulets with you. The situation here is complicated. I am afraid I can't always take care of you. You have to be extra careful in everything."

After saying that, Jiang Suisui pondered for a moment, then decided to call Yang Qing out: "Sister Yang Qing, I'll leave them in your care."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Suisui quickly took out the Yin-Yang Pen, and she opened her lips slightly and muttered to herself.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible powerful force, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn, making people shudder.

Yang Qing appeared before everyone in a combat state, surrounded by thick black air, with long and sharp nails on his hands, emitting a cold light.

Fortunately, we are all familiar with each other and used to seeing each other. For some reason, I feel that Sister Yang Qing is very safe!

Several people walked into the house, and as soon as they stepped into the mourning hall, three coffins placed side by side caught their eyes.

The coffin was covered with white cloth, and the dead silence and oppressive atmosphere filled the air, making people feel cold down their spines.

Next to the coffin stood many people in mourning. They all had sad faces, tears welling up in their eyes, and low sobs came one after another, shrouding the entire mourning hall in a heavy and sad atmosphere.

What was strange was that in this sad and solemn atmosphere, there was a woman with wounds all over her body standing next to the coffin.

The limbs and head seemed to be sewn together, with flesh and skin rolled up at the wounds, blood seeping out, and emitting a strange smell.

Not far in front of her, there were three kneeling men, each with a small baby spirit with a blurred face around his neck. The baby spirit's small hands were tightly clasping the men's necks, revealing an indescribable eeriness.

Shi Huanxi and a few others followed behind Yang Qing. As soon as they saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp and felt their scalps tingling. The scene before them was too horrifying.

Yu Chuan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he subconsciously hugged Luo Zhou beside him.

Luo Zhou looked disgusted and said with a curled lip: "With your courage, you still want to hang out with Sui Sui?"

The people who were immersed in grief also noticed something was wrong and stood up one after another.

A haggard man in his forties stood up and managed a barely managed greeting towards Qin Yiheng and the others: "Master Qin, you're here?"

Qin Yiheng turned sideways and stood beside Jiang Suisui, introducing her, "This is my daughter. She's here to help you take a look."

Luo Zhou looked around and said bluntly: "But I think your family must have done something terrible!"

Yu Chuan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman with cuts all over her body floated in front of Jiang Suisui like a ghost, and her voice was icy cold: "You want to stop me?"

Jiang Suisui shook her head gently. "They killed you. This is the cause. But every wrong has its perpetrator. I just don't understand why you brought your child into this? It's not too late to turn back now."

At the same time, the three faceless ghosts followed the woman and stared at Jiang Suisui. Even the man who was talking to Qin Yiheng had one wrapped around his neck. The scene became increasingly tense and weird.

The people around who were in mourning were completely unaware of the existence of the woman and the little ghost. They only saw Jiang Suisui talking to the air, and they couldn't help but feel creepy. The hairs on their bodies stood up, and fear quickly spread among the crowd.

Jiang Suisui could only quickly take out the Yin-Yang Pen, and those people in mourning finally realized the horrific environment they were in.

Especially the three men with blurry-faced ghosts wrapped around their necks. The moment they saw the scene clearly, they widened their eyes in horror and screamed at the top of their lungs. The sound cut through the silence and made people terrified.

He even reached out to pull the little ghost off his neck, but it only pulled tighter and tighter, and he couldn't even breathe.

Extreme fear made them lose their minds, and they stretched their hands frantically towards their necks, trying to tear off the nightmare-like little ghost.

However, every time they exerted force, the little ghost clung tighter, and breathing became more and more difficult. Their faces turned red due to lack of oxygen, blue veins popped out on their foreheads, and the breath of despair followed them like a shadow.