The strong ghost aura from the ghosts with blood-red eyes gradually faded.
After a moment, the ghosts moving forward slowly took two steps back.
Zhang Meng knew that this was their choice to continue to reincarnate in the underworld.
"Xiaobao, give me the mirror in your backpack." Zhang Meng shouted to the dazed Xiaobao.
Xiao Bao quickly came to his senses and immediately responded, "I know, Sister Xiao Meng."
Zhang Meng took the mirror from Xiaobao and placed it outside the west window of the room.
There was a pond just outside the window of this room. The water in the pond cast a silver light towards the window under the moonlight. The light on the window was refracted in the mirror, emitting a dazzling silver light.
The silver light was like a road, leading from the bed to the back of the bed.
When these ghosts saw this road, happy smiles finally appeared on their dead faces.
Looking at these ghosts disappearing in the silver light, Xiao Bao slowly walked to Zhang Meng's feet and asked, "Sister Xiao Meng, where did they go?"
"They've gone to the underworld to wait for reincarnation. Okay, now that the matter is settled, let's go ask the owner of this house for money."
After saying that, she took Xiaobao's hand and left the room which had finally returned to silence.
Outside, Tan Dafu was coaxing his frightened wife.
Suddenly, he saw Zhang Meng and Xiaobao, the master and apprentice, coming out, and immediately supported his wife, whose legs were so scared that they were limp, and walked over to them.
Tan Dafu swallowed his water and glanced towards the room with fear on his face. "Comrade Zhang, what's going on? Are those ghosts still in there?"
He knew that the house he lived in was not clean, but that was because he had not seen a real ghost, so he could still deceive himself. But tonight, he was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by something. When he opened his eyes, he saw dozens of ghosts standing beside his bed, staring at him and his wife with sinister expressions.
This is a feeling I really don't want to experience again in my lifetime.
"It's done, but you can't live in this room anymore. You and your wife should move to another room."
Tan Dafu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "It's natural. After what happened tonight, even if you paid me to stay there, I wouldn't dare to do it again. It's too scary."
"Comrade Zhang, can I ask what's going on in this room? Why are there so many ghosts in it all of a sudden?"
While he was frightened, he also looked around and found that none of these ghosts were people he knew.
Zhang Meng was about to speak when Xiao Bao brought over a stool from somewhere, "Sister Xiao Meng, please sit down."
Zhang Meng immediately swallowed the words on her lips and patted the little guy's head, "So good."
Xiao Bao immediately grinned happily and stood obediently beside Zhang Meng who was sitting down.
"Those ghosts died from all over the place. The reason they appear in your room is because your ancestral home is built right where these ghosts go to the underworld. And the room you sleep in happens to be on this dark road. That's why you and your wife wake up every morning to find that you have been moved to the yard. Your bed blocks their way. They didn't kill you, and they're lucky enough to just move you away."
Tan Dafu and his wife's faces changed drastically at the same time.
Mrs. Tan held Tan Dafu's arm tightly, and her tone of voice sounded like crying, "Old Tan, we should not live here anymore. Let's move to another place. I'm scared."
Tan Dafu took a deep look at his wife and sighed, "We can't move. This is our ancestral home. If we don't live here, people will think it's uninhabited and someone else has taken it. How will I face my Tan family ancestors when I die?"
"But..." Tan Dafu slapped her arm and broke her hand.
"Comrade Zhang, I'd like to ask, as long as my wife and I don't live in this room, will we be able to live in peace?"
Zhang Meng nodded. "Of course. I'll set up some Feng Shui for your room later. Don't let any of you go into that room from now on."
Tan Dafu's face lit up with joy, and he expressed his gratitude to Zhang Meng. "Thank you so much, Comrade Zhang. I'll leave everything in your hands. When this is done, Old Tan will definitely reward you handsomely."
After talking with the couple, Zhang Meng went back into the room. About an hour later, the master and disciple came out of the room again.
"Thank you both, the things and money are ready."
Tan Dafu, who had been guarding the door, walked up to them with a flattering look on his face as soon as he saw them come out.
Zhang Meng's eyes fell on a pile of things not far away: two bags of rice, two bags of flour and a piece of dried pork leg.
Zhang Meng was immediately delighted and forced a smug smile on her face. She nodded slightly, then took Xiaobao's hand and followed him.
In the hall of the ancient house, after pouring the tea, Tan Dafu asked sincerely, "Comrade Zhang, can I ask if there will be any problems with my house now?"
Zhang Meng took a sip of tea. She had been chanting scriptures and incantations for the past half day, and her mouth was already dry.
After finishing a cup and waiting for Tan Dafu to add another cup of tea, Zhang Meng finally spoke, "As long as you don't touch that room, nothing will go wrong in the future."
Tan Dafu's anxious heart finally relaxed, and a smile of great joy appeared on his face.
When they finally returned, Tan Dafu gave them a reward of 500 yuan and a bunch of food, clothing and other daily necessities.
When the master and apprentice returned to Zhangjia Village, it was already afternoon and everyone had gotten off work.
When the villagers saw another car entering the village, they calmed down a lot and stopped following it.
The car soon stopped outside the dilapidated house where Xiaobao's family of three currently lived.
Zhang Meng asked the driver sent by Tan Dafu to take half of the things in the car and put them outside the broken house.
"Sister Xiaomeng." Xiaobao looked at the thing in front of him that was taller than him, raised his head stupidly and called out to her.
Zhang Meng smiled and glanced at Zhang Xiaohu and his wife who were standing not far away.
"These are what you deserve. You went out with me, so you should have a share of these. And as for this reward, I'll give you a hundred yuan. Just give it to your mother, not your father."
Xiao Bao was stunned for a moment, then immediately pushed back the hundred yuan that Zhang Meng pushed towards him, shaking his head vigorously, "No, I don't want your money, Sister Xiao Meng, I didn't help at all when I went out with you this time, I can't take this money."
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