Du Bishu didn't stop talking there. His eyes confidently scanned everyone's performance and added more surprises.

"Uncle Wang, I just heard from the servants that my wife is about to give birth. If you continue to cover up and prevaricate me, you won't be able to keep this child..."

When he first heard the first half of the sentence, Wang Fucai turned his head and was about to scold his servant for talking too much, but was shocked out of his body by the last sentence and stood frozen on the spot.

I can't keep this child!

These words are nothing short of a thunderbolt!

The silence in the hall lasted for a while.

"Hmph, you said 'can't keep it' and you can't keep it? I think you are alarmist!" Yinli suddenly woke up and stood up to retort.

In any case, he and Yuan Jue had worked hard for a month and were about to make some progress, so naturally they were not willing to let a newcomer take away the credit.

The evil spirit is in the backyard, whether it is in an abandoned pond or a dry well. As long as he is given a little more time, he will definitely be able to find it.

Du Bishu had already anticipated that someone would jump out to target him and said with a carefree smile:

"Alarmist?

Fellow Taoist Yinli, at this moment when life is at stake, it is better not to have such an unreasonable quarrel. If he really solves the problem for Wang Yuanwai and saves the newborn, how can he be stingy with a mere amount of money?

Don’t worry, Pindao only wants to relieve the misfortune of the world, and will never ask for rewards."

Seeing money as if it were nothing, both Yin and Li were stunned, and then looked ashamed.

On the other side, Zhou Yixian rolled his eyes, tugged on the cloth belt tied around Xiao Huan's waist, walked up to Du Bishu in a hurry, and stood in a row with him.

"Brother Du, didn't we make an appointment? Brother Du, I was going to stand in front of you earlier, and you will arrive later. Why did you arrive just now?" After saying that, he did not forget to tug at the corners of the other party's sleeves in a subtle way.

"I just went to Yizhuang to exorcise the demons of the three young masters so that their resentment would not turn into ghosts." Du Bishu replied smoothly without telling the other party's lie.

After speaking, in order not to have a useless argument here, Du Bishu turned sideways and made a gesture of leaving, saying something to Wang Fucai.

"Wang Yuan, if we want to keep the Wang family alive, let's go to the backyard to drive out ghosts and kill evil spirits."

At this point, there are not many options left for the other party.

Wang Fucai hesitated for a moment, then secretly glanced at Taoist Yinli and Monk Yuanjue. Seeing that they did not continue to object, he quickly walked out of the hall with an apologetic smile.

Yin and Li looked at each other in tacit understanding and stepped to follow.

…

Wang's backyard.

This is where the royal family members live. Except for some trustworthy servants, few people come and go here.

But today, there were many people busy in front of the back row of houses, coming in and out, but they remained quiet.

In front of the house is a private garden with beautiful scenery. In addition to a main road in the middle, there are also several winding paths leading to various scenic spots in the garden.

As soon as I walked into the backyard, the air suddenly became much cooler and the light became gloomy.

Wang Fucai led everyone to a rockery in a garden, his expression a little unnatural.

The rockery is surrounded by lush greenery and a pavilion like a canopy.

A thoroughfare trails around the park, with a number of stone benches arranged at random intervals on both sides of the trail for park visitors to stop and enjoy the scenery.

However, on the west side of the rockery, some trees have been cut down, and even the lawn has been turned up. Farther away, there are piles of stones and bricks.

Needless to say, this is the Wang family's expansion.

"My fellow immortals, there was a well here forty years ago. Later, because strange things always happened, the old man asked a Feng Shui master to change the layout of the courtyard, and he supervised the construction himself."

Wang Fucai's expression was a little complicated and nostalgic, and his words were also quite melancholy.

Taoist Yinli, who was standing in the back row, glanced at Du Bishu, who was frowning, and chuckled disapprovingly.

"Fellow Daoist Du, we have checked this place a long time ago. A little yin energy is normal. After all, there are many locust trees here."

The locust tree attracts shade, and the willow tree raises ghosts.

This is common sense in onmyoji, and anyone involved in the business of exorcising spirits and killing evil will know it.

In fact, he still misunderstood!

The reason why Du Bishu frowned was because he discovered the wandering ink-colored filaments, but the number was surprisingly small.

Not enough to form a resentful spirit, not enough to cause harm to the world.

and--

These ink-colored filaments are still slowly gathering together, and the Yin Qi that Taoist Yinli calls is due to their flow.

Du Bishu stretched out his arms to block Zhou Xian and solemnly told him: "Senior Zhou, don't let Xiao Huan get close to here."

Young children are prone to seeing unclean things, and they are also prone to hedging. After all, the three people who drowned in the Wang family were all children.

As he spoke, he walked in the direction that Mo Si was walking, and finally stopped at the Octagonal Pavilion on the edge of the rockery.

The group of people, except for one servant who looked after Zhou Xiaohuan, the other four people followed.

"Wang Yuanwai, is that dry well under the pavilion?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wang Fucai's eyes lit up, then dimmed in an instant.

"Daochang Du has a keen eye, and it is indeed here. Mr. Feng Shui said that there are six wells in the house, which is an ominous sign. Not only will wealth not last long, but it will also attract evil spirits... These were relayed by my father. After all, I was

Only five years old."

The monk Yuanjue who followed him nodded in agreement, but still didn't say a word.

On the contrary, Taoist Yinli smiled and said, "It seems that this Feng Shui master has some abilities."

Some skills?

Yes, you have the ability!

It's just that he doesn't act so aboveboard!

Du Bishu has never studied Kanyu Feng Shui, but he still saw something strange.

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the middle of the octagonal pavilion. They look normal on the surface, but there is a conspicuous cross carved on the ground below the stone table.

The end of the cross is extended to the stone bench, which is beautiful and well-proportioned.

There are some things that others cannot see, but Dubi can!

The ink threads gathering around seep in through this cross gap, and very quickly, as if there is an irresistible suction force underground.

If this continues, it will cause disaster sooner or later!

"Uncle Wang, are the dead people in the dry well... related to you?" Du Bishu stopped beating around the bush and simply made his words clear.

dead?

The expressions of the other four people all changed, especially Wang Fucai, who was still kicking back until his back was leaning on the railing of the pavilion.

Wang Fucai's face turned pale, and panic and fear flashed in his eyes.

"You...what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Don't understand? Then let me guess. The person who died tragically in the dry well should be a boy. I think he was young and was related to you by blood."

"You...you are talking nonsense. I never heard my father say that." Wang Fucai continued to deny.

"Oh? Mr. Wang, please call a few young and strong servants to come over. It will be clear after breaking open the stone slabs on the ground. It is best to do it before sunset, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!"

Du Bishu's words became colder and no longer as polite as before.

Even... there is a bit of contempt.

He dared to guess this because he vaguely saw a mass of black air under the stone slab, and a baby could be vaguely seen in the rolling black air.

The baby kept climbing the wall, with his head thrown back helplessly looking up at the well mouth above.

The tilt angle is extremely exaggerated, as if... broken.

Wang Fucai, whose face turned pale, shook his head in conflict. Just as he was about to say something else, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the backyard.

But the cold wind did not stop at all, but gradually became biting.

When the cool breeze suddenly appeared, there was a strange creaking sound on the pavilion's ground, and even the stone tables and benches were trembling obviously.

like……

Something is about to burst out of the ground!

Du Bishu subconsciously wanted to pull Yiyi Xian out of the pavilion, but he missed the opportunity.

"Brother Du, run quickly!"

Hearing the shouts coming from behind him, he did not hesitate and took seven or eight steps back.

Taoist Yinli and Monk Yuanjue were not slow to respond. They picked up Wang Fucai on the left and right and ran out quickly.

The moment the four people exited, the solid octagonal pavilion split into two halves with a click, as if it had been torn apart by life.

The stone table is divided into two halves, and even the stone slabs on the ground are no exception.

Looking carefully, there is a dry well looming in the scattered dust.
Chapter completed!