"You guys get out of here, this is a fierce ghost who is full of evil spirits."

Master Beidou pinched the fan and rushed to the middle of Hu Beijun and the old man Gui.

Old Man Hong, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes calmly and disgustedly, reached out to the wall in front of Master Beidou, and the whole ghost quickly climbed into the wall.

The Beidou Master who originally thought that the time to show his skills was about to come: "..."

He pinched the fan and stood there for more than ten seconds. Suddenly, a black charred claw stuck out and sucked the back of Master Beidou's head.

Anything that dares to come to his territory to show off his power!

Old Man Hong is a very cunning ghost. He will run away after a fight and will never be in love with the battle.

Master Beidou was sobbed forward that he staggered two steps, and turned around and his ghost claws had long disappeared.

Wanwan patted Xia Zhihuai's head and pointed outside.

Xia Zhihuai let Qu Xiunan for a moment, carried his sleeves, quietly walked through the wall, and left the infinite corridor.

After they left, within a while, the space where Hu Beijun and others were located began to distort and returned to the previous scene.

Hu Beijun secretly turned his head and glanced. The familiar house layout made him calm down slowly. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Where is that ghost?"

"Run away." Xiao Qin said.

"Here you run away?" Hu Beijun was shocked, "It drove us all night, what are you trying to do?"

Xiao Zhou thought for a while and tentatively said, "Exciting?"

Hu Beijun's hand holding the phone shook, looking in tears.

The excitement is really exciting, but he never wants to experience it again in his life.

He will be a good person in the future...

The first thing I did when I went out was to find the Hong family couple to hold them accountable.

I'm so disrespectful. Since I haven't reminded the program team from beginning to end that this is a haunted house, if it really causes death...

The more Hu Beijun thought about it, he became more angry and hammered the wall twice.

Bastard thing!

"Then are we going out now?"

Xiao Qin's heart was beating as he looked at the dark outside the window.

Hu Beijun picked up his cell phone and ran out: "When will you wait until you don't run away at this time?"

Master Beidou covered the back of his head and looked at the house where the yin energy was gradually dissipating, feeling a little depressed.

This ghost is a bit cunning!

After pulling his hair a few times, he followed the others out of the Hong family's house.

Hu Beijun stood at the door of the yard, looking at the misty surrounding him, stretched out his hand and rubbed his arms, and asked Liu Beidou behind him, "Master Beidou, why do I feel cold? Isn't there a ghost hidden in the fog?"

Liu Beidou frowned and looked around, spread the folding fan out loud, and threw it into the fog outside.

Soon, the folding fan flew back to his hands again, and a light golden light flowed.

“This village is a bit famous.”

Hu Beijun said tremblingly: "Is there really a person?"

Is it true that they can’t live without this house at night?

Is God going to destroy him?

Liu Beidou glanced at Director Hu and shook his head and said, "This fog should be caused by excessive yin energy. This village looks normal during the day, but it is wrapped in yin energy at night. In the long run, every household should be affected..."

"What's the meaning?"

Liu Beidou put the fan together and asked, "Have you been to the cemetery at night?"

Hu Beijun was shocked: "I'm not sick again."

"The cemetery is heavy in yin energy, and it will appear particularly ghostly at night and is not suitable for people to stay. The same principle in this village is that people live in places with heavy in yin energy. Not only will they damage their life span, they will also be weak and sick."

When Hu Beijun looked at this village again, he saw no appreciation and emotion in his eyes, and just wanted to go home early.

But the show will take another two days, and he is so afraid that he will not be able to go home...

"That... can we stop standing here and chatting, can we find a place to stay first?"

"I won't go back even if I beat you to death."

"Let's go, I'll take you out."

Liu Beidou sighed. Although he was not obvious in Taoism, he was still a little versatile. He usually relied on these small means to open it for a year or two.

But I never expected that this village would be so mysterious!

Yunguo Village must have hidden secrets, but he doesn't think he can spy with his half-bottle of water.

Now, as long as you save these people's lives, it's enough.

Such serious situations are better left to those who are capable to deal with.

...

Xia Zhihuai took Wanwan to leave the yard with ease.

Wanwan turned around and asked Yunzhan to leave first. She was going to summon Uncle Hei Wuchang from the underworld.

If you see Brother Yunzhan here, you will probably invite him back...

The cloud stack was clear at a glance and left here soon.

Wanwan took out her doll and injected her spiritual energy into the doll.

The yin energy around him slowly formed a cyclone, and a black sound came out of it quietly.

Fan Wujiu looked at the rich yin energy around him, and for a moment he was stunned and frowned and walked towards Wanwan.

"Uncle Wuchang."

"I've seen the little fairy." Fan Wujiu raised his hand to greet him. He always went straight to the top and never beat around the bush. "I don't know what to do with me?"

Wanwan took out the soul bead in her pocket and threw it on the ground. The soul bead slowly turned into Old Man Hong.

She lowered her head and pulled the red rope from Old Man Hong's hand down and stuffed it back into her pocket.

"I want to ask you to lead him to the underworld." Wanwan said with her head raised.

Hei Wuchang looked at Hong Laogui lying on the ground, staring at him with his eyes, his expression unable to hide his awe and fear.

"Yes, this is my duty."

He took out his tablet, grabbed a wisp of Hong Laogui's Yin Qi, and soon entered the information of Hong Laogui.

"Hong Tongshan, sixty-eight years old."

"Cause of death, suffocation death."

Fan Wujiu looked at Hong Tongshan lying on the ground and said, "Get up and go to the underworld with me."

Hong Tongshan lay on the ground and did not move, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can't get up, hemiplegia..."

Fan Wujiu: "..."

"Ghosts do not have the disease of hemiplegia. You are having a psychological problem and can stand up."

Hong Tongshan was skeptical and pinched his legs.

Seeing this, Fan Wujiu gave him a pure ray of yin energy.

Yin Qi flowed through Hong Tongshan, and his originally charred skin instantly shattered, revealing his appearance before his death.

The old man in a blue cloth jacket, wearing a navy blue cloth hat, had a hunched back and was not tall. He looked at his normal body happily, got up from the ground gratefully, and bowed solemnly to Fan Wujiu.

"Thank you, thank you!"

...

After his body was burned, even if he became a ghost, Hong Tongshan would crawl around the ground most of the time.

Maybe it's because I subconsciously feel that my legs can't move.

He was in bed for three years and was used to being unable to control his body.

It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, so this is not false at all.

My son and daughter-in-law disliked him, but they relied on his identity to take minimum living allowance and get pensions...

He also thought about dying, but he was unwilling to accept it.

I always want to take a look at my grandchildren, but my grandchildren are not close to him.

I disliked him for lying on the bed, which was dirty and smelly.

He saw the child's disgust towards him too clearly and too much. He hid all of this in his heart and did not dare to have any temper.

After death, I still felt that I was cowardly, but I was still unwilling to give up.

The child who has worked hard to raise most of his life is actually a slap in the end.

Life was only a few decades, and it was not until the end that he realized that this person’s life was too difficult.

I always think about being worthy of the heaven, the earth, the old wife, and the children... but I am sorry for myself.

If he has a next life, he hopes to be nicer to himself.
Chapter completed!