Therefore, most of the small buildings are five or six stories high, except for the two-story building in front of us, which is sandwiched between two tall buildings. It looks gray, thin and helpless.

"The client lives here?" Wen Qi was a little worried whether he could pay the bond fee.

Fan Xiaoling checked the address and said, "Yes, it's here. Let's go up directly. The client is waiting for us on the second floor." As she walked into the building, she whispered, "This client's personality is a bit strange, which is also related to his living environment."

"His parents died one after another when he was a teenager, leaving him to rely on his savings to finish high school. After he started working, he couldn't find a suitable job due to his academic qualifications, and he couldn't save much money in a year."

"He was very angry when he saw his neighbors renovating and adding to their houses, squeezing his small building in the middle. The light in his small building was blocked, and he couldn't rent it out even if he wanted to."

"But because of his childhood experiences, he didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction. He kept all his emotions in his heart. Over time, he began to take it out on the stray animals nearby."

Fan Xiaoling took a deep breath and said, "Then he suffered the consequences."

Wen Qi couldn't help but admire, "Your background adjustment is getting more and more detailed."

"It's different from previous cases." Fan Xiaoling said: "After listening to it, I went to ask around the ghosts around me overnight."

The three of them stopped at the turning point of the stairs on the first floor and spoke in low voices.

Feng Qingqing frowned, "How are you going to deal with this?"

Fan Xiaoling did not hesitate, "Of course I will handle it impartially. What he wants is to get rid of the entanglement of the wronged soul. As long as he does what I say, he will definitely achieve his goal!"

Wen Qi nodded in agreement and said in a businesslike manner: "We have signed a contract, and we will complete the client's request no matter what."

Feng Qingqing's eyes swept across the faces of the two people, revealing a hint of understanding, "Then go up and meet the client who needs to be rescued urgently."

Fan Xiaoling led the way, with Wen Qi and Feng Qingqing following behind her as assistants. When they reached the second floor, they saw a large, tightly closed iron door with a button hanging next to it. It looked like... a doorbell? Fan Xiaoling pressed it hesitantly, and then heard a "ding dong" sound from inside the room.

She: ...This doorbell is quite old.

Wen Qi looked around and saw patches of dark red on the gray stair railings. She took a closer look and they looked like dried blood.

This person abuses animals at home? Thinking of this, Wen Qi summoned Qing Yi and asked her to take a good look upstairs and downstairs.

The iron door clanged open a crack, and a handsome man with curly hair showed half of his face. He first glanced at Fan Xiaoling, then asked unhappily, "Why are there so many people?"

Wen Qi raised his eyebrows. Three people is too many? Social phobia?

Fan Xiaoling smiled professionally, "We need to solve the problem today. These two are assistants. Let's try to solve it all at once."

Yang Maojuan hesitated, then reluctantly opened the door and said, "Come in. It's a bit messy, and there aren't many places for you to sit."

The door was completely opened, and Wen Qi saw the whole appearance of the wool curler. In the hot weather, he was wrapped more tightly than Feng Qingqing. Looking closely, there seemed to be some long and dense hair on the exposed skin? It didn't look like it could grow on a human.

Wen Qi understood. One of the symptoms of being filled with resentment was that fine hair like cats and dogs had begun to grow on his body.

After walking into the house for a while, Wen Qi saw Yang Maojuan scratching left and right, as if he was itchy all over. There was also a peculiar smell of small animals in the house, mixed with a not-so-obvious fishy smell.

He was really being tortured to death. The hair on his body grew layer upon layer and could not be shaved cleanly. As soon as he closed his eyes at night, he could hear the miserable cries of those animals, as if they were lying next to his ears.

But he had always felt happy when he heard these sounds before, but in a different environment, he actually felt a little scared. Because of this incident, he had not been interested in going out to play with those small animals for several days, and he felt a little itchy.

Fan Xiaoling continued to smile, "Before we begin, I need to reconfirm your request. As long as you get rid of the wronged spirits that are haunting you, that's fine, right?"

Wool Curls suppressed his impatience and nodded, "That's right."

Fan Xiaoling nodded and continued to ask, "You need to cooperate with our actions unconditionally during this period. Can you do it? If you can't do that, and the wronged souls cannot be successfully sent away, we don't need to bear any responsibility, and we won't refund the money."

"I will cooperate with you." Wool Curl's whole body began to itch. He knew that another layer of hair was about to come out of his body. He was a little anxious, "Let's start quickly."

Fan Xiaoling nodded, "Okay, then first you should set up a shrine at home to worship the small animals you killed."

Wool Curl's eyes widened, "What? Why should I worship them? They are just a bunch of animals!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingqing narrowed her eyes, and the aura around her suddenly became dangerous. Just an animal?

Wen Qi was afraid that she would get angry, so he quickly stepped forward and held her hand.

Feng Qingqing snorted coldly and turned her head away, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Yangmaojuan didn't know that he had walked through the gates of hell and was still complaining to Fan Xiaoling.

Fan Xiaoling listened with a smile on her face until he finished speaking. Then she said slowly, "If you don't listen and fail to send away the wronged soul, don't blame us when the time comes."

Yangmaojuan was silent, then took out his phone irritably, "I want to place an order now, what do you need?"

Fan Xiaoling: "The altar, white candles, incense sticks, incense burners, and most importantly, the tablet. You can't buy this online, you have to go to the store and order it." She checked the time, "Now is a good time to go, the store opens late."

Yang Maojuan looked up suddenly, incredulous, "We need to customize the tablet?!" For a group of dead stray animals? Are they worthy? Fan Xiaoling smiled, "Is there a problem?"

Yangmaojuan choked and said after two seconds: "No problem, wait until I place the order." He sat on the bed, lowered his head and poked hard on his mobile phone, looking very annoyed.

At this time, Qing Yi came back, bowed slightly to Wen Qi, and whispered: "There is a basement under this building, which contains many torture instruments and several animal corpses."

Wen Qi's heart moved, he winked at Fan Xiaoling, and went downstairs with Feng Qingqing.

Under the stairs on the first floor, in a very dark corner there is a small black iron door. The iron door is only one meter high and is very inconspicuous.

Before pushing open the door, Qingyi said, "The smell in there is a bit unpleasant, master and princess better hold your breath." After she finished speaking, she pushed open the door.

A strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of rotting corpses wafted out.