Cheng Fan nodded with a smile, tapped the jade with his fingertips, and the ghost appeared in front of everyone.

The veteran held a big knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife facing down, and clasped his fists at him, "I respect you as a man. Don't scare me, the old man again in the future, otherwise it will be bad if you cut you with one knife."

The ghost looked like a middle-aged man with a beard, standing in a daze without any response.

"Tail Master, this..."

"It should be that after a long time, his soul body is already weak. He was just now given a knife by the old man. It's all right that he didn't have a soul to lose his soul."

The veteran was a little guilty and wanted to hide the big knife in his hand, but he didn't know where to put it.

Cheng Fan comforted, "Old man, it's okay, he should leave, I'm here to send him off this trip."

Little Nannan slipped into the room at some point, her big eyes blinked.

"Grandpa, don't worry, with my master here, that uncle will definitely be fine."

Seeing the innocent and lively little Nannan, the veteran was at a loss for a moment and quickly put the big knife on the table and covered it with a tablecloth.

Old guy, I'm sorry, the kids can't see you.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

The veteran turned around, his old face filled with smiles.

Squat down and happily changed the topic: "Little girl, were you scared just now? Did grandpa scare you just now?"

"No, Nannan is so amazing! Nannan, who is even more terrifying than this, has experienced it!"

The little Nannan proudly raised her head and said with a smile.

"Grandpa, your moves just now are so handsome!"

The little guy gave the old man a rainbow fart, and the old man was so happy that he wanted to give all his old man to her.

If this is not a wide-blade sword, the old man would like to send it out for any of them.

Cheng Fan also understood the old man's mood very well. The old man's wife and children died in the war and lived alone for decades.

What you want most now is someone to talk to him and listen to him talk about his past experiences.

And a young girl like Xiao Nannan, who is innocent and lively and can make people happy, is the old man’s favorite listener.

At the same time, the landlord came to his senses and kept patting his chest to breathe.

"Master, the ghost has been conquered by you. This house should be fine, right?"

"Don't be impatient."

Cheng Fan waved his hand and the picture frame fell into his hand.

There is a family of three in the picture. There is a crack in the portrait of the child, which was just slashed by a veteran.

Cheng Fan put his fingertips on the crack and activates his magic power.

Cracks on the photo frames are restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Get back quickly!"

Cheng Fan pointed at the photo frame, and his confused soul body suddenly sank into the photo frame.

The picture frame wrapped around the ghost's yin energy, which made Cheng Fan misjudgment.

"Master, when did he happen to him? It should have been before I bought the house?"

Cheng Fan nodded and said lightly: "Just as you think. He is also a poor person. He is looking forward to his wife and son going home until his death. Missing him became sick. He was fascinated by the photos of his son and died of poisoning after inhaling excessive gas..."

"Until now, he still obsessed with staying here, hoping that his wife and son would go home..."

"Is it because of poverty?"

Cheng Fan nodded helplessly.

The landlord smiled bitterly and said, "Master, do you remember the top brother in the 201st floor that I mentioned to you?"

Cheng Fan nodded silently, and the top brother on the list had a similar experience.

"Actually, he committed suicide three times, and I persuaded him."

"The first time he wanted to jump off a building, I said that if you jump down, you will become bloody and bloody. No one can recognize you, and you can't even recognize your wife and children."

"The second time he wanted to hang himself, I said, your tongue will become very long when you hang yourself. Wouldn't your son be scared when he sees it?"

"For the third time, he felt that taking sleeping pills was a good way to die in his sleep. He tried to persuade me to stop him."

"Some people are unpromising and cannot support the family, so they simply hang themselves."

The landlord shook his head and said blankly: "Why do they have to choose to escape when they encounter difficulties? Is their lives so cheap? Taoist priest, do you have any way to help them?" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Many of them are frogs in the well that live in a corner, and they feel that they are the most miserable, hardest, and cheapest people in this world."

"As long as the god saves himself, no one can stop him from his way. Perhaps, let them broaden their horizons and see more, greater beauty, deeper, and more terrible suffering in this world, it is possible for them to recognize themselves."

After hearing what Cheng Fan said, the landlord nodded suddenly and bowed like Cheng Fan:

"Thank you, Master, for your teaching."

Cheng Fan laughed in silence, put away the photo frames, and entered the house.

The veteran and the little Nannan had a very happy chat.

One tells his past with great pleasure, and the other listens to the story with his eyes shining, and screams of praise from time to time.

Cheng Fan smiled and quietly walked into the bedroom, his eyes filled with solemnity.

When he saw the snow-white wall next door, Cheng Fan noticed something was wrong.

Now that the ghost in the frame has been recovered, Cheng Fan learned through the Tianyan that the reason why he did not allow other tenants to live is not only for his family, but also for the meaning of warning.

Because he vaguely realized that there was a great danger brewing in this room, right in this wardrobe!

Cheng Fan flicked his fingers lightly, and the Zhenwu sword fell into his palm lightly.

Point at the wardrobe and hold the sword and stab it straight!

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A wisp of black smoke emerged from the place where the sword penetrated.

Cheng Fan felt that what he had pierced into was not a wardrobe, but a living thing.

The next moment, the murderous intent locked Cheng Fan tightly.

Cheng Fan smiled contemptuously, the golden elixir in his body rotated rapidly, and the powerful magic power in the late stage of the golden elixir was injected into the real martial sword, and the brilliant silver magic power burst out!

After a silent shout, the wardrobe blurred and gradually lost its shape.

Cheng Fan looked closely and saw that the Zhenwu Sword stabbed into a blood-red embryo, and its interior was almost burned by the power of the demon.

Dingdang!

Two blood-colored crystals fell to the ground. Cheng Fan swept through his spiritual sense, but found nothing.

Cheng Fan took it into his hand, and the crystal contained a very pure blood and energy, with almost no impurities, and even Cheng Fan could not recognize this thing.

Shaking his head, Cheng Fan put it into the system space.

After handling the scene, Cheng Fan returned to the living room and said with a smile:

"Old man, the room is completely safe, you can live there with confidence. Nannan, it's time for us to go back to see it, don't affect grandpa's rest."

"Yeah! Come home. Grandpa, Nannan will miss you!"

The little Nannan walked with a pair of short legs and threw herself into Cheng Fan's arms with a smile, then said goodbye to the old man.

The old man said happily: "I heard from the little girl that there is a nursing home in the town, which specializes in taking in an old guy like me who has nowhere to go. I won't live in this house anymore, hahaha..."

The landlord nodded. The air in this room was not good and was not suitable for the elderly.

Just as he was about to send Cheng Fan away, he suddenly thought of several room numbers reported by Cheng Fan.

So he said with a sad face: "Master, there are still a few rooms, why don't you deal with it together..."

Cheng Fan waved his hand without looking back.
Chapter completed!