Nowadays, most rich people grew up in bungalows. After they become rich, they choose to buy houses and cars. Few people are willing to move back to living in bungalows.

For rich people, the price of a courtyard house is not that expensive, but they are reluctant to buy it.

When Su Muxi just came here, she had already gained some understanding of the surrounding environment.

There is a park and a square nearby, and there is a bus stop at the entrance of the alley. The transportation is convenient and the living atmosphere is strong.

The geographical location made her feel that living here would be nice.

Even if you don't live here, you can buy a house here for investment. Not to mention thirty or forty years, even in a dozen years, the housing prices here will be sky-high.

Thinking of investment, she seemed to think of another big thing.

After finishing my work here, I must go to the National Museum of China as soon as possible.

Finally they arrived at a vermilion gate. Wu Shengli took out a bunch of keys from his waist and opened the gate skillfully.

He smiled and invited, "Please come in!"

Su Muxi stepped into the yard and saw a rather large courtyard house with one entrance.

The courtyard is neatly planned, with side rooms on both sides and a spacious and bright main room in the middle.

There is also a pressurized water well in the center of the yard.

Wu Shengli walked in front, gently pushed open the door of the main room, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the room hasn't been cleaned for a while, so please make do with it and sit down for now."

After saying that, he picked up the rag on the table and prepared to wipe the stool.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiefang hurriedly stepped forward, took the rag from Wu Shengli, and said with a smile, "Director Wu, don't worry, I'll do it."

Wu Shengli smiled a little embarrassedly and handed the rag to Zhou Jiefang.

Su Muxi wiped the table with her hand and found that there was not much dust. It seemed that Wu Shengli's family must come to clean this house often.

Su Muxi asked tentatively: "Uncle Wu, since your family doesn't live here anymore, why don't you sell the house?"

Wu Shengli smiled bitterly and said, "As you saw when you came here just now, many people have rebuilt gates on the courtyard walls after selling their houses, or built walls down the middle, dividing one courtyard into many houses."

"My mother is reluctant to part with the house and doesn't want to sell it to multiple families and have them convert it into several homes."

"But who would be willing to buy a shabby bungalow if they can afford 10,000 or 20,000 yuan now? So I haven't found a suitable buyer yet, so I have to put it on hold."

Su Muxi nodded to show her understanding.

By this time, Zhou Jiefang had finished wiping the chairs and stools and signaled everyone that they could sit down.

Su Muxi did not continue to discuss the issue of the house, but said seriously: "I will release Zhang Tingting later, you should be mentally prepared."

Zhou Jiefang and Du Qian both looked confused, obviously not knowing what was going on.

Wu Shengli quickly explained to Zhou Jiefang in a low voice what had happened.

Su Muxi looked at Du Qian.

"Zhang Tingting was a murdered girl. I was just looking for her spirit. We need her to tell us what happened. When she comes out, it might be a little scary. Do you want to hear it?"

A chill rose in Du Qian'an's heart, but more of it was a strong curiosity.

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded, "Listen."

At this time, Wu Shengli had already explained the whole story to Zhou Jiefang.

Su Muxi took out three talismans from her small bag, chanted a spell, and then threw the talismans to Wu Shengli, Zhou Jiefang, and Du Qian'an respectively.

Zhou Jiefang had just listened to Wu Shengli's explanation of the reasons, and he felt dissatisfied with Wu Shengli for actually believing in these things about gods and ghosts.

In his view, this is nothing more than a superstitious act.

What's more, Su Muxi is still a child, so he naturally wouldn't believe it.

So, when he saw Su Muxi start to "cast a spell", he just watched her leisurely, wanting to see how she would perform next and how her lies would be exposed.

However, when Su Muxi pretended to recite the spell, the talisman in her hand actually fell on her body automatically.

This aroused a sense of curiosity in Zhou Jiefang's heart, but he soon thought that this must be some trick played by Su Muxi, so he returned to his look of enjoying the show.

Su Muxi took out another piece of talisman paper from her small bag and chanted a spell.

At this moment, something surprising happened: a woman with long hair, a pale face, and a long tongue appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the woman came out, she began to swing her long tongue around and blood kept flowing out of her eyes.

She stretched out her hands and floated towards Zhou Jiefang, who was closest to her.

Zhou Jiefang was terrified. His face turned pale as paper and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

He widened his eyes, staring at the strange scene in disbelief.

When the woman's pale hands and long black nails were about to touch him, Zhou Jiefang suddenly felt his scalp tingling and goose bumps all over his body.

He immediately jumped up and shouted, "Help!"

Then he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands like an ostrich.

After a long time, Zhou Jiefang discovered that the female ghost did not touch him.

He bravely raised his head and looked in the direction of the female ghost.

Su Muxi made a hand gesture and a ray of light as solid as a substance extended from her hand, connecting to the female ghost.

The ghost girl's hands were bound tightly by the beam of light, and she couldn't move.

Su Muxi's eyes were cold, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

She glanced at Zhou Jiefang's miserable appearance and couldn't help feeling a little funny, but she still suppressed her laughter and pretended to be serious.

Then she turned to look at Zhang Tingting, her eyes sharp and firm.

"Zhang Tingting, we are from the police station. We came to see you today because we have something to ask you."

"As long as you cooperate well, I will give you a chance to reincarnate."

"Otherwise, I can kill you right now."

After saying that, Su Muxi's eyes became even more severe, staring at Zhang Tingting, waiting for her answer.

However, Zhang Tingting turned a deaf ear to Su Muxi's warning and continued to twist her body desperately, trying to break free from Su Muxi's shackles.

Su Muxi muttered something, and the light seemed to have vitality, slowly winding and circling around Zhang Tingting's body, making her whimper in pain.

After a while, Zhang Tingting turned her head with difficulty, looked at Su Muxi, and repeated something incoherently.

"Five gardening, five gardening..."

When Su Muxi caught a glimpse of Zhang Tingting's tongue waving wildly outside, she couldn't help but laugh at her stupid and funny appearance.

"Put your tongue away!"

Su Muxi suppressed her smile and ordered unhappily.