The inner house is where the female family members live.

In ancient times, there was a distinction between inside and outside of a house. Guests were received in the outer courtyard, and only the female family members of the guests could enter the inner house.

Mrs. Xie is in charge of the inner house on weekdays, and speaking in the inner house is more effective than Xie being kind.

"Inner house, not good!"

Xie Weishan thought of his old mother, who had been seriously ill all year round, but now she couldn't bear the slightest bit of trouble.

"Thank you, Master, please lead the way."

The matter is urgent and there is no need to worry about the difference between inside and outside.

"Master Wang, please come quickly, please come with me."

Wang Fu nodded towards him, "Now that the matter has come to this, please ask the owner of the village to let the rest of the people leave to avoid being affected."

The matter is so serious...

The businessman surnamed Qian slowed down. Wang Fu saw this action and understood it immediately.

"Money donor, you can't help me, please wait outside."

"Okay, I'll leave now."

The businessman named Qian hurriedly turned around and ran out as if he had been granted amnesty.

Xie Weishan gave orders along the way, and all the servants and maids turned pale in panic and ran outside, looking like they were in imminent disaster.

Wang Fu's steps were neither hasty nor slow. He was about to meet the rightful owner, so there was no hurry at this moment.

His Dharma eyes were as bright as a torch, but he saw that in the sky above the inner house, the resentment was like rolling black porridge, so thick that it could drip down at any time.

"Madam, where are you? Come out and see me!"

Xie Weishan looked flustered and looked around, but could not see his wife.

"Listen to me, that box of jewelry is not a good thing. Throw it away."

"My family is rich in gold and silver. I will give you whatever you want. Don't keep things that are harmful to others."

Suddenly, the resentment in the air suddenly surged and turned into reality in an instant. The impact caused the brick wall to collapse, gravel splashed everywhere, and hit the ground with a clanking sound.

"It's Futang!"

Futang, a place of worship, a place where incense is burned and worshiped to gods.

Mrs. Xie is devout by nature, and she spends six of the twelve hours a day in Futang.

At this moment, Futang suffered a devastating disaster.

From a distance, the roof collapsed, the walls collapsed, and dust was flying everywhere.

"lady!"

Xie Weishan was so panicked that he quickly stepped forward to dig up the ruins with his hands.

"Ms. sir, don't move."

The next moment, the ruins began to buzz and tremble, and wisps of black smoke came out of the gaps.

Under the impact of black smoke, the masonry and rubble instantly decayed and became brittle, turning into gravel and flowing around.

In the center of the ruins, Madam Xie's back finally appeared.

This noble lady is dressed in a different way from her usual graceful and luxurious appearance.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

When Xie Weishan saw his wife, she looked exactly like she had when he first saw her, when she was still a young lady working in a paper-making shop. She was dressed in this outfit, resting her head on the bamboo strips, with a strand of hair hanging down from her forehead.

At that moment, his heart was moved!

"Ms. sir, get out of the way quickly."

Mrs. Xie holds a paper ingot in her hand and is fighting against the opponent.

There was black smoke all around, and only Mrs. Xie could be seen dancing, as if she was going crazy.

"Taoist Priest, ask her to stop, stop."

Xie Weishan begged desperately, "My Xie family has a fortune, and I can afford it no matter how much money I have."

This sentence seems to have triggered the anger of a certain being

A roar shook Mrs. Xie's eyes with bloodshot eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down.

"Ten thousand wealth, that should be mine, mine!"

Opposite Mrs. Xie, there is an open box of jewelry. The original golden gold ingot is entangled by minions transformed by the rich black energy.

Under the observation of Wang Fu's Dharma Eyes, numerous black auras swirled around, forming a vicious man with thick beard and hair and a fierce face in mid-air.

Evil ghost!

Money!

The real murderer who demanded the money finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Pfft!"

Mrs. Xie spit out a mouthful of blood and poured it on the paper ingot. The paper surface was like a sponge, absorbing the blood quickly.

The next moment, the paper-zapped ingot shimmered with golden light, and a tall golden-armored god jumped out.

The golden-armored god-man stepped forward and punched the evil ghost with both fists, causing the void to tremble.

"Where did you come from as an evil spirit? I have no enmity with you, so why do you want to harm our Xie family?

Xie Wei did not believe in evil, so he pointed at the evil ghost and asked.

"No grievances, no grudges? Haha, Xie family, bullshit!"

The evil spirit roared one after another, its resentment getting stronger and stronger.

"I was originally the bandit leader of Juxiao Mountain Forest, and I led a few brothers to make a living by robbing people."

"One day, we met a big fat sheep and killed a merchant who was doing business. We got a big box full of jewelry."

"A few brothers couldn't bear the coldness of the mountains and forests, and wanted to wash their hands in a golden basin. I was persuaded by them."

"However, the jewelry cannot be divided up immediately. It needs to be buried for future use."

"When I was young, I worked with a sorcerer and learned two kinds of magic, including the method of making money."

"I was afraid that the treasure would be lost, so I discussed with my brothers to snatch someone from the mountain and make him a pawn."

Hearing this, Xie Weishan scolded, "You are so cruel. You can't blame others for receiving such retribution after your death."

"shut up!"

The evil ghost was enraged by him, and his claws suddenly expanded, tearing off the arm of the golden armored god opposite him.

The arm as thick as a giant python fell to the ground quietly, and after the golden light dissipated, there was only a pile of paper scraps.

"What do you know, what do you know?"

"Hahaha, you don't know, you don't know anything."

The evil ghost cried and laughed, and the resentment in his body fluctuated, becoming more and more tragic.

"That night, some of my good brothers got me drunk and then...made me into a pawn for money."

Hearing this sentence, several people present felt their hearts skip a beat.

This evil ghost was also a bad person in life, committing murder and stealing goods, but he was still loyal to his brothers. However, he was betrayed and made into a pawn for money.

Wang Fu had heard about the method of making Qian Yi. This evil ghost was a robber who killed people and stole goods. He was tortured in every possible way by his trusted brothers. He was afraid that he would be filled with resentment when he died, which is simply unimaginable.

"Hahaha!"

The evil ghost said a few words and then laughed, "Thanks to them, I turned into an evil ghost after I died. They had already died of old age and took everything with them to the grave."

"But, what does this have to do with my Xie family?"

Xie Weishan couldn't understand and asked loudly.

"Of course it does matter."

The evil ghost stared at Xie Weishan and murmured to himself, "It looks like, it really looks like, it looks so similar."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xie Weishan was heartbroken when he saw him.

"I mean, you look so much like one of my brothers."

"Let me tell you, I have six brothers in total. Since I woke up, I turned into property and went around killing people. I also know what happened in the years after my death."

"My six good brothers made me a money pawn and buried me in the ground together with the treasure chest."

"In a blink of an eye, they washed their hands and came to Xie's Village and became the six sons-in-law of old Mrs. Xie."

When Xie Weishan heard this, his mind suddenly exploded, and he subconsciously retorted, "It's impossible."
To be continued...