"Old Tan, this is the Master Zhang I told you about last time. Her talisman paper is very effective."
After Wu Yousheng's introduction, Tan Dafu looked at Zhang Meng with interest and asked tentatively, "Master Zhang, can you see the strangeness of my house?"
Zhang Meng smiled confidently and said, "Comrade Tan, since I came here, I've noticed not only problems with your house, but also problems with you. Have you been wanting to sleep every night lately, only to wake up the next day and find yourself in a different bed? Am I right?"
Tan Dafu was shocked. He rushed to Zhang Meng in a few steps, grabbed her arm, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you know?"
Zhang Meng turned her head to look at the arm he was holding, her mouth tightly closed.
Tan Dafu looked in the direction she was looking, immediately let go of her arm, and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just too excited. Actually, what you just said is true. Since five days ago, I've started to feel sleepy every night and often sleep until dawn. The next day, I wake up and find myself lying by the pond in my back garden."
After describing his experience in detail, Tan Dafu looked at Zhang Meng as if he were looking at a life-saving straw. "Comrade Zhang, since you can tell me my problem, you can definitely help me, right? Comrade Zhang, as long as you can help me cure this strange disease, I will pay you any amount."
Zhang Meng didn't agree immediately, but walked around the house first. Finally, Zhang Meng stopped at the door of a room in the main house.
Staring at the door, Zhang Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and looked at Tan Dafu who was following behind him, "Comrade Tan, who owns this room?"
She discovered that the yin energy in this room was the strongest in the entire house, and it was very likely that all the yin energy in the house came from here.
Tan Dafu ran forward a few steps and glanced at the door. "Now my wife and I live together. What's wrong? Is there any problem with this room?"
"It's hard to say yet. If you want to know anything, you can only wait until tonight. We will stay here with you all night. Do you mind?" Zhang Meng asked him.
Tan Dafu answered readily, "I don't mind. Let alone one night, staying for a few more nights is not a problem. My wife and I don't have any children, so it's just the two of us living here. There are plenty of rooms, you can choose whatever you want."
At this moment, Wu Yousheng, who was standing at the back, raised his hand and said, "Well, I might have to go home. My wife asked me to go back early for dinner today."
Naturally, no one believed what he said. Zhang Meng looked at him indifferently, without asking any more questions, and just nodded.
Just like that, that night, only Zhang Meng and Xiaobao, the master and his disciple, remained in the Tan family's ancestral home.
During dinner, Zhang Meng met Tan Dafu's wife, a very hospitable middle-aged woman.
After dinner, Zhang Meng took out two talismans and handed them to the couple. "Since you've treated me and my apprentice so warmly tonight, I'll give you these two talismans. I won't charge you any money. When you go to bed tonight, you must wear them on your body and never take them off."
Tan Dafu and his wife were silent for a while, then took the talisman paper from Zhang Meng's hand and expressed their gratitude to her solemnly.
Soon it was the middle of the night, and Zhang Meng, who lived next door to the couple, was woken up by the ringing of a bell outside.
She quickly got up from the bed and woke up Xiaobao who was sleeping beside her.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
Xiaobao, who was woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked very sleepy.
"Get the tools and let's go next door." Zhang Meng picked up Xiaobao and ran to the table. With her other hand, she picked up the backpack that had been placed there in advance and ran to the next door.
When the master and his disciple broke into the room, Tan Dafu and his wife, who were sitting on the bed, were so frightened by what happened in the room that they couldn't even scream.
At this time, a cold wind was blowing in the room, and many ghosts with various appearances of death gathered in front of the bed where the couple was sitting stupidly.
"Sister Xiaomeng, what is this?" Xiaobao grabbed Zhang Meng's hand tightly in fear.
Zhang Meng narrowed her eyes slightly, unable to conceal her excitement as she said, "Sure enough, I guessed it right."
If you guessed it right, then it will be easy.
On the bed on the other side, Tan Dafu and his wife, who had finally come to their senses, looked at Zhang Meng for help with their pale faces.
"Comrade Zhang, please save us. No matter how much money you offer, it's fine." Tan Dafu, with trembling lips, begged Zhang Meng almost desperately.
"You have the talismans I gave you with you, right?" Zhang Meng did not come closer, but stood there and asked calmly.
Tan Dafu immediately remembered the talisman paper she gave him and his wife after dinner, and took out the talisman paper hidden in his pajamas pocket with a flattering look on his face.
"Don't take it out." When Zhang Meng realized his intention and wanted to stop him, it was too late.
The talisman in his hand emitted a somewhat dazzling light that shot towards the ghosts gathered around the bed.
All of a sudden, these ghosts that were originally wandering quietly became riotous and all rushed towards Tan Dafu.
"How could this happen!" Tan Dafu shouted in panic, "Comrade Zhang, help!"
Zhang Meng sighed heavily and said to Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, stand here and wait for me."
After saying that, he rushed forward with a stack of talismans.
"Hurry and obey the order." He threw the stack of talismans in his hand at the group of ghosts with bloodshot eyes.
When the talisman paper touched the ghosts, countless sparks immediately burst out.
"Hurry up and run." Zhang Meng shouted at Tan Dafu and his wife who were still lying in a daze on the bed.
Tan Dafu, whose face turned pale with fright, came to his senses, immediately picked up his unconscious wife and ran off the bed.
"Roar!" Several roars almost blew off the tiles of the house.
After being suppressed by the talisman paper, some of the ghosts lost their hands and feet, and some even lost their heads, but they kept rushing towards Zhang Meng.
"Soul-eating insect." Zhang Meng shouted. The milky white soul-eating insect slid down from the rope in Zhang Meng's hand.
The fat insect body stood in front of Zhang Meng's toes.
Before long, all these rioting ghosts were afraid to move forward, and each of them showed an expression of fear on their face.
Zhang Meng knew that these ghosts were not evil ghosts, and the reason they were behaving manically was because Tan Dafu suddenly took out the talisman paper.
"I know you didn't mean it just now, and I don't want to be so cruel as to take you all away. I just want to ask you one question, do you want to continue to reincarnate in the underworld, or do you want to continue to go against me? Choose one." Zhang Meng stared at the ghosts and spoke reasonedly.
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