"On the surface, this room contains strong sword evil spirits, but in fact it also contains many other kinds of evil spirits. After a round of testing just now, it was found that there are seven other invisible evil spirits in this room."
After the test, Fang Ming spoke, and he finally understood why the evil spirit began to act on Che Wenjun in such a short time.
It would be terrifying for ordinary people to encounter one kind of evil spirit, but Che Wenjun encountered eight kinds of evil spirits at once. To be honest, Fang Ming thought it was a lucky thing that Che Wenjun was still alive.
"Mr. Fang, what should I do now? Is there any way to resolve it?"
Knowing that he was entangled by eight kinds of evil spirits, even though he didn't know what the evil spirits meant specifically, Che Wenjun knew the seriousness of the matter from Luo Jincheng's expression.
Fang Ming didn't say anything. It wouldn't be difficult if he just dispelled the evil spirit. Che Wenjun had already moved away from here anyway. As long as he got a spiritual weapon like the evil spirit to wear on him, it would naturally dissipate over time.
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But for some reason, when Fang Ming saw this house, he had a vague feeling that he had missed some details.
It seems that he forgot something very important.
While Fang Ming was thinking about this, a sharp scolding sound came from the door of the room.
"Che Wenjun, you still have the nerve to come to my house, you can compensate me for the damage."
The landlord of this house, Zhang Sufen, appeared at the door. When Zhang Sufen saw Che Wenjun, she immediately turned into a shrew and said, "I rented the house to you and earned you thousands of dollars a month, but now there is a death in this house.
How do you want me to rent it in the future?"
"That damned girl in your family, if she wants to die, why doesn't she go to your own house to die in her own house instead of dying in my place?"
Zhang Sufen had an angry look on her face. When Che Wenjun's wife came here to find Zhao Qian, she was already ready to commit suicide. There was pesticide in her bag, so after pushing Zhao Qian down the stairs, she directly
He committed suicide by taking pesticide in this room.
"Sister Cai, my wife is dead, can you please keep your mouth clean?"
Che Wenjun's face also darkened, but Cai Sufang ignored it, "It's clean, if you want me to be clean, that's fine. You buy my house, and I promise not to say a word. I can also spend money to hire a Taoist priest."
Come here to perform a religious ritual for your wife to save her, so that she will not become a ghost and come to you."
"What the hell, I didn't see you thinking about your wife when I was looking for the mistress, but now you know how to protect your wife. In short, if you don't pay me today, don't even think about leaving."
Hearing Zhang Sufen's words, Che Wenjun had a bitter look on his face because he was unable to refute Zhang Sufen's words for a moment.
Fang Ming, who was on the side, ignored Zhang Sufen's ridicule and ridicule towards Che Wenjun. His eyes lit up because he finally knew what details he had overlooked.
Che Wenjun's wife committed suicide by taking pesticide here.
"Hey, aren't you the young man who wanted to rent a house last time?"
Zhang Sufen also saw Fang Ming at this time and recognized him immediately, "Why did you come to my house?"
"If you still want to rent out your house in the future, then shut your mouth."
Fang Ming doesn't like Zhang Sufen at all. She is a typical woman who regards money as her life. Even if Cha Wenjun is wrong, Cha Wenjun's wife is innocent and dead. She has no moral integrity for a dead person.
The quality of people can be imagined.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Sufen quit, "I tell you, I can still rent this house."
However, when saying this, Zhang Sufen's eyes were a little flustered.
"Are you sure? Those weird sounds every night can really make those tenants dare to live here?" Fang Ming looked at Zhang Sufen with a sneer.
"You...what are you talking nonsense about?"
When Zhang Sufen said this, she avoided looking at Fang Ming, which made Fang Ming confirm his inner judgment, and he was also tentative when he said this just now.
"You know what I'm talking about." Fang Ming sneered again and again, "Che Wenjun's wife died here, and her soul cannot leave. If you scold her in this house, aren't you afraid that she will find you at night?"
"Okay, Brother Luo, let's go and let this house be haunted. We'll see what she does then."
After saying that, Fang Ming walked towards the door. Although Luo Jincheng was a little confused, he still cooperated and left. As he walked, he sighed, "With such a heavy evil spirit, people die here, ghosts
If your resentment persists, you will definitely become a fierce ghost within a month."
When Zhang Sufen saw Fang Ming and Luo Jincheng leaving, her eyes rolled a few times. Especially Luo Jincheng's words made her tremble all over, and she quickly blocked the door with her fat body.
"You are not allowed to leave!"
"This is your house. You don't have to let us stay here, but it seems that you have no right to keep us from leaving." Fang Ming looked at Zhang Sufen expressionlessly.
"You...if you want to leave, you have to take away his wife's ghost before you can leave."
Hearing Zhang Sufen's words, Fang Ming laughed loudly, and then asked after a while: "Why?"
"Anyway...anyway, you are not allowed to leave."
"Unreasonable."
Fang Ming ignored Zhang Sufen and walked directly towards the door. When Zhang Sufen tried to stop him, he easily dodged it.
After walking out of the door, Fang Ming turned back and said, "If you don't believe it, you can light a candle or something like that in the southeast corner now and see if the flames go out. After all, ghosts like to blow the fire in the southeast corner the most."
As soon as Fang Ming left, Luo Jincheng naturally followed him, and with Luo Jincheng's bearded appearance, he withered as soon as he glared at Zhang Sufen. Although Che Wenjun was full of doubts, it was useless for him to keep them after they left, so he immediately shook them off.
Zhang Sufen followed in.
After entering the elevator, Che Wenjun couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Fang, are we really leaving like this?"
"Just wait, someone will cry and beg us to go back soon."
A confident smile appeared on Fang Ming's face, but before they walked out of the gate of the community, Zhang Sufen's anxious shouts came from behind.
"Stop, stop!"
Che Wenjun turned around and saw Zhang Sufen running over panting, her face no longer had the aggressive look before, but only panic and fear.
"The flame, the flame is really...really extinguished."
Zhang Sufen's voice was filled with panic, because just now she had just given it a try, took a piece of paper, lit it with kitchen gas, and placed it in the southeast corner of the hall. As a result, the paper that had been burned was instantly extinguished.
, and at that moment Zhang Sufen felt a wave of cold air coming, as if someone was blowing out the fire behind her.
Thinking of what Fang Ming said before, and thinking of the recent reaction from neighbors upstairs and downstairs, there were strange sounds coming from the house at night, Zhang Sufen was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, and ignored everything, directly
Rushing towards the stairs.
That's right, she didn't dare to take the elevator, because if she chose to take the elevator, she would have to wait on the floor for the elevator to arrive. But she didn't dare to stand for a moment, for fear that a scary presence would appear behind her in just a short moment, so she chose to run down the stairs.
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Fang Ming looked at Zhang Sufen with a half-smile, "Why, do you believe what I said this time?"
"I believe it, I believe it."
Zhang Sufen nodded hurriedly, can you not believe it, such a strong fire has been extinguished, it would be strange to say that there is no ghost.
"If you believe it, that's good."
Fang Ming nodded, but the next moment he walked towards the gate of the community again, leaving Zhang Sufen who had not yet reacted.
"Don't go, please don't go yet."
"Strange, why don't I leave? There is a ghost in your house and it has nothing to do with me?"
"Can you help me catch that ghost before we leave? I can give you money. I'll give you money." Zhang Sufen almost cried as she said this. She didn't know whether it was because of fear or because she had to spend money.
"Money, how much can you give me?"
"One thousand, is one thousand enough? If it's not enough, I'll add two thousand more." Zhang Sufen saw Fang Ming raising his feet to leave, and quickly increased the price.
"How much is your house worth?" Fang Ming asked with a smile.
"Four...more than four million." Zhang Sufen stuttered in reply, but she didn't understand why Fang Ming asked that.
"It's more than four million. Okay, give me one-tenth of the money, and I'll help you solve the ghost issue."
"Four hundred thousand, why don't you go and grab it!"
Zhang Sufen's voice suddenly became louder. She thought the offer of three thousand was a bit too high. Four hundred thousand was even more uncomfortable than killing her.
Fang Ming didn't say anything anymore and walked away directly. This time Zhang Sufen didn't stop her because she thought there were many people in the world who could catch ghosts anyway. Aren't those Taoist monks specialized in doing this? She went to spend thousands of dollars to hire them.
Just a few Taoist monks come over and practice it.
Thinking of this, she felt much more at ease. Looking at Fang Ming's leaving figure, she cursed: "If you want to blackmail me, there is no way."
At the gate of the community, Che Wenjun had a melancholy look on his face, but he finally asked: "Mr. Fang, is my wife's ghost really in that house?"
"Not here."
Fang Ming shook his head directly. His previous words were just to scare Zhang Sufen. As for why the fire on the paper was extinguished, the reason was very simple. The southeast corner was where one of the evil spirits condensed in the room. Because the evil spirits were diffuse, so
There is simply no way the flame can stay burning.
Of course, once Che Wenjun leaves, the place will be quiet again.
"Actually, it's not wrong to say that your wife's ghost is in that house, but it's just another form of ghost."
Seeing Che Wenjun's still confused expression, Fang Ming didn't explain too much. He just said, "Don't worry, she will come back to you. Just contact me when the time comes."
"Boss Fang, are you so sure? You must know that if this person is not here, the house will be just like an ordinary house. There will be no evil spirits in Feng Shui." Luo Jincheng said with some confusion.
"So that's the case, but from now on, the feng shui of this house will be different." Fang Ming replied meaningfully.