This time, the bottle's vibration was completely different from before!
You can feel the fear of the female ghost!
For a ghost to be so terrified, it must be either a god or there must be an even more evil ghost inside!
"Hey little sister, be careful!"
I pulled the older woman aside and told her not to let her guard down.
"What's wrong, brother? Did you find out something?"
Seeing how serious I was, the older woman also became extremely attentive.
"There must be something powerful inside!" I instinctively gripped the lightning sword on my right.
My intuition tells me that something inside this house is even more dangerous.
"Sir! What do you mean? Are you saying there's a ghost in this house?"
The fat man who was driving was so scared when he heard my conversation with the old lady that he peed his pants.
I smelled a strong odor of urine, and this scene reminded me of my good friend Lao Dao.
Why is there another "urine king" when Lao Dao isn't around?
"More or less. There are big problems with your house; it's more complicated than you think!"
I ignored the man's wet pants and instead calmly analyzed the situation.
The Taoist priest who gave the fat man advice is highly suspicious.
With such a strong evil aura around here, couldn't he sense it?
I reached out, grabbed a handful of air in front of me, and sniffed it.
As expected, the evil aura was quite strong.
Moreover, there is always a vague sense of familiarity above the evil aura.
A bold idea popped into my head: Could it be that Fatty Sister is also involved in what's happening in this house?
The fat man quickly stopped the car, jumped out, and opened the car door for me and the older woman. I pulled the older woman out of the car.
"Sir, the key is here, could you please open it for me?"
The fat man shakily took the keys out of his pocket and handed them to me.
If he hadn't wanted me to help him exorcise the evil spirits inside, he probably would have just thrown the keys at me and run away.
I took the keys and walked to the front door without hesitation.
The plaque above the main gate reads "He Residence".
The door latches at the entrance were long since rotten, and there was a huge bronze lock and key on both doors.
I sensed it, and there wasn't that much evil energy on the large lock. The real source was probably inside the house.
Without hesitation, I put the key into the lock, turned it, and with a click, the lock broke.
"Is something wrong with the old man? Why is the lock broken?"
Nowadays, fat men are like frightened birds; the slightest disturbance can make them jump up in fright.
"Are you trying to extort me?"
I glared at the fat man. Was this old bastard trying to scam me?
"No, no, I often read ghost stories too. Could it be that I'm possessed by a ghost this time?"
After hearing what I said, the fat man quickly shook his head and explained.
"I'm telling you for sure, there's definitely something fishy going on inside!"
I pulled down the remaining locks, then pushed open the door and looked back at the fat man.
"Keep up, I still have a lot of questions for you!"
I pulled the older woman into the courtyard, and then told the fat man to follow quickly.
The fat man didn't dare to be negligent and came to my side with a scurrying gait.
"I'd like to ask you, do you have any special items in your family, like paintings or heirlooms?"
I saw the fat man was following us, so I just asked him directly.
This family is definitely not an ordinary family; they are probably similar to members of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).
"A special object? A painting?"
My reminder seemed to remind the fat man of something.
"Grandpa, you're really amazing! We have a bronze mirror in our house."
It seems to have been passed down from our family, and it's always been in the old master's room!
The fat man slapped his forehead and quickly spilled out everything he knew.
The fat man told me that his ancestors had been in business.
But for some reason, it suddenly rose to prominence more than 200 years ago, and then slowly faded away a century ago.
The bronze mirror he mentioned must have been left over from when he became successful.
"If that's the case, then your family is probably not as simple as it seems!"
I shook my head and smiled.
The family this man described was far too simple, so simple that there was absolutely no possibility of anything happening between them.
In ancient times, there was a strong social hierarchy among scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants.
A small merchant family, without sufficient background, could not possibly become the number one family in the county.
Do you have any family genealogy records or similar notes at home?
I continued to ask questions.
To find the truth, we must look at these details; otherwise, we'll be like headless flies, finding nothing at all.
"Yes, yes, yes, sir, if you hadn't told me, I would have completely forgotten."
"Right ahead is our old study, where previous heads of the family would have stayed!"
After I reminded him, the man quickly stepped forward and pointed us in a direction.
This courtyard is very large, somewhat reminiscent of the Shanxi merchants of yesteryear.
The courtyard is surrounded by many layers, and the rooms inside are arranged in a very particular way.
Although the fat man said it was just ahead, it still took us a full 5 minutes to walk there.
"This is the old study! Only the head of the family can usually enter. The room is locked, and I don't have the key!"
The fat man was a little embarrassed.
Logically speaking, he's the only one left in their family, so he could barely be considered the head of the family, but he doesn't even have a key.
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