Jiamin dragged her increasingly heavy body back to her aunt's house. As soon as she took the key and opened the door, she heard bursts of fighting and yelling coming from the master bedroom.
The girl subconsciously shrank her neck and tiptoed towards the second bedroom.
"You're back..." Just when her palm touched the door handle of the second bedroom, a middle-aged man with scars at the corners of his eyes and a gloomy face appeared in front of the master bedroom door and looked at her coldly.
Jiamin's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around stiffly: "Aunt...uncle."
"It's time to pay the accommodation fee." The man said expressionlessly.
"Why do you have to pay the accommodation fee? She is my niece!"
Chen Yulan, with disheveled hair, rushed out of the bedroom and shouted sternly.
"Pah." The man turned his hand and slapped her face with a belt, scolding: "You also know that she is your niece? If you don't know, you think you are raising her as your daughter."
Having said this, an evil fire surged up in his heart again. He grabbed his belt and slapped Chen Yulan again, "Smelly bitch, I'm so angry when you talk about this!"
"Uncle, uncle, stop fighting, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over." Jiamin rushed over and stood in front of her aunt, saying with a hint of crying.
Shao Qing, as the rent of five thousand yuan arrived, the man felt much better. He put his belt into his trousers and said to the two of them: "I'm going to work. You two should clean up the house quickly."
, otherwise when I come back, if you find it’s still such a mess, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
Jiamin hugged her aunt, whose body was constantly shaking, and nodded repeatedly, with fear on her face.
A few hours later.
Half noon.
Jiamin was making lunch in the kitchen when she suddenly heard the sound of a cup falling. She quickly wiped her hands and walked out: "What's the matter, Auntie?"
Chen Yulan looked at her with dull eyes and said calmly: "Your uncle is gone."
Jiamin: "???"
Outside town.
Under the big tree.
As the four people guarding the An Palace arrived, the crowd of onlookers immediately made an opening, and a man in Chinese tunic suit and two police officers came over from under the big tree.
"Mayor." Master Jinlong quickened his pace and took the lead in greeting.
"Golden Dragon Master."
With a hint of panic in his eyes, the mayor turned and pointed at the man kneeling straight on the ground: "He was originally hanging from a tree. After I asked someone to put him down, he knelt straight and his whole body froze.
It can’t be broken apart at all.”
"It's evil spirit." The Golden Dragon Master took a deep look at the deceased and asked, "Who is he?"
"He was a poison master. He was just released home. Unexpectedly, he returned to his old profession, only to be hanged here."
Master Jinlong's heart trembled, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at Qin Yao.
Qin Yao nodded slightly: "It's Master Ghost's method."
"Ghost Master?!" the mayor said in horror.
"Are you a follower of Master Ghost?" Qin Yao raised his eyes and asked.
The mayor shook his head quickly: "Of course not, I am not that vicious gangster."
"Don't worry if it's not his followers. Except for those who oppose him, he only kills his own followers." Qin Yao said.
The mayor scratched his head and asked, "What I want to know is, don't the believers know about this?"
"I know." Qin Yao explained: "But just like people still smoke even though they know that smoking is harmful to health, they always feel that bad luck will not happen to them by chance."
Mayor: "..."
"Yu Liang!" At this time, Chen Yulan came here with Jia Min and shouted to the dead body kneeling on the ground with a mournful voice.
"It's you." Jiamin glanced at the crowd and soon saw Qin Yao.
"Is he your uncle?" Qin Yao asked.
Jiamin nodded and asked hesitantly: "How did he die?"
"Killed by the ghost master." Qin Yao responded.
Jiamin trembled: "Is it because of me?"
Qin Yao shook his head slightly: "No, it's because of his identity. You were not at home last night and just escaped."
Jiamin suddenly felt cold all over: "You mean... the ghost master was at my aunt's house and cursed my uncle at night?"
Qin Yao: "It depends on the situation. Can you take me to your aunt's house now? There must be something evil in the house."
"Evil thing~" Chen Yulan trembled and raised her head suddenly: "Last night, my husband brought back a scary head, saying it was their patron saint."
"The problem should be with this avatar." Qin Yao said, "Which one of you will take me home?"
"I'll go." Afraid of danger, Jiamin immediately said, "Auntie, you can stay here to take care of my uncle's affairs."
Chen Yulan glanced at her husband, who was kneeling straight on the ground, and nodded helplessly.
It is obviously unreasonable to let a niece handle her husband's posthumous affairs.
A short time later, after Jiamin left with Qin Yao, Master Jinlong came to Chen Yulan and said in a deep voice: "Madam, your husband was killed by an evil god, and a ritual to send him away must be performed. If you don't send the evil spirit away,
He will disturb your peace."
"How to send evil spirits away?"
Chen Yulan murmured and asked.
"Tonight, we will give you rice dumplings and dance Zhongkui!" Master Jinlong responded solemnly.
In the blink of an eye.
Chen Yulan's home.
Jiamin opened the door with the key and took Qin Yao straight to the master bedroom. She pointed at the bedside table and said, "This is what Auntie was talking about."
Qin Yao strode to the bedside and reached out to open the bedside table, only to see countless messy things placed in it, except for the monster head that Chen Yulan mentioned.
"Call your aunt again."
"Okay." Jiamin said, quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Chen Yulan's number.
"Hey, Jiamin."
"Auntie, are you sure the portrait is in the bedside table?" Jiamin asked quickly.
In the Hu'an Palace, Chen Yulan watched Achang and Ahuo put on new clothes for her husband, and said firmly: "I'm sure! What's wrong? Didn't you find him?"
"Not found." Jiamin said truthfully.
Chen Yulan was slightly surprised: "Did someone take it away, or did it run away on its own?"
"It's all possible, and it's all very troublesome."
Qin Yao said: "I'm afraid these two days have been unusual. Where are you now?"
"I'm at Hu'an Palace." Chen Yulan said.
Qin Yao: "That's okay, stay in Hu'an Palace and don't come out, at least until the ghost master's storm has subsided."
Chen Yulan: "But... Master Jinlong said that I was the victim and asked me to go home with the yellow talisman after worshiping Zhong Kui and stay at home and not come out."
"It's okay, just say what I said, it will be in danger if you stay at home." Qin Yao said without thinking.
In the original work, Zhong Yanhuo didn't even see anything about the ghost master's layout. He didn't even know the ghost master's purpose. He still relied on the things drawn by the evil Chen Yulan as a guide. Only after letting A Chang crack it did he know that he had entered the game.
middle.
And Qin Yao knew what the situation was from the beginning, and even more clearly what the ghost master wanted to do.
Therefore, for him, this is an open-book test. Unless he is stupid or does nothing, it will be difficult for the ghost master to take advantage of the battle with him...