Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 5 Ghost Hunting
After a while, the two arrived at the main entrance of the Wang Family Mansion.

Looking at the high wall and the grand gate, Gu Xu couldn't help but sigh, it is indeed the mansion of the rich man's family, this area is at least seven or eight times the size of his own small yard.

The widow of the rich man's house was already waiting outside the gate.

This is a beautiful young woman who looks like she is in her twenties. She is wearing a thick linen filial piety, her hair is tied with raw linen and combed into a mourning bun; her face is beautiful, but her face is full of tears and her eyes are red All in all, obviously she was still crying for her deceased husband just now.

Behind the young woman, there was a chubby little boy, who seemed to be the son of the rich king.

He was wearing hemp and filial piety, his face was pale, he looked down at his toes, and said nothing.

"Are the two adults from the Exorcism Division?" After seeing Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan, Mrs. Wang raised her head and asked, "How dare you ask them?"

"The Exorcism Department's inspection, Shi Xiaohan." Shi Xiaohan answered with his head held high.

Gu Xu pondered for two seconds and replied, "Xia Xiao Changshou."

To be cautious, he temporarily made up a pseudonym.

"It turns out that you are the female hero of Shi who is known as the 'Relentless Ghost Slayer'!" Mrs. Wang glanced at Shi Xiaohan in surprise, "I have admired the name for a long time, the little girl is disrespectful!"

Then she looked at Gu Xu, her eyes stayed on him for a long time, and she refused to move away: "This Young Master Xiao is so handsome!"

"Madame is very complimented."

Gu Xu touched his face and complained in his heart: Madam, your husband is still not cold!
Gu Xu and Shi Xiaohan walked into the house under the leadership of Madam Wang.

This is an open and spacious three-entry quadrangle courtyard, with the main house, wing rooms, penthouses, courtyards, ponds, and rockeries.

Only now, the smoke is lingering here, the soul flags are floating, and the air is filled with the smell of burning paper money.The whole mansion was shrouded in an awe-inspiring, dull, inexorable gloom.

At this time, it has been less than seven days since the death of the rich man.

Therefore, his body was not buried, and was still placed in the house, wearing a shroud, with yellow paper on his face, looking a little scary.

"Two adults, you must kill that evil ghost and avenge my husband!" Seeing her husband's body, Madam Wang couldn't help crying again, choking and wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief.

"Madam, don't worry, we will live up to our trust!" Shi Xiaohan said, then she licked her lips and looked at Gu Xu, "Aren't you the person who knows the most about ghosts in the exorcism department? Find out the ghosts, I'll fix it."

Not only is she not afraid of the evil spirits hiding in the dark, she is even a little excited.

"Wrap it on me." Gu Xu replied with a smile.

Then he turned his head to look at the son of the rich man of Wang, the chubby, eighty-nine-year-old boy.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Wang Guicai."

"Are you the one who reported the case to the Exorcist Division before?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Is the dead rich king your father?"

"Correct."

"So Madam Wang is your mother?"

"No, she's my stepmother."

Gu Xu glanced at Mrs. Wang, who was charming and youthful and beautiful, and then looked at the short, fat boy in front of him, thinking that such a young woman would indeed not be able to give birth to such a big child.

Men are really single-minded, no matter how old they are, they like beautiful girls in their twenties.

"Gui Cai, why do you firmly believe that ghosts are hiding in your home?" Gu Xu then asked.

"Because every night when I lay in bed, I hear knocks on the door," the fat boy said in a slightly trembling voice, "but when I opened the bedroom door, there was no one outside.

"I think... the ghost that killed my father must be eyeing me now... I'm so scared, it digs open my chest and eats my heart while I'm sleeping, just like killing my father... …”

The boy looked haggard, and his eyes were full of red blood. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well for a long time.

"Gui Cai, don't be afraid, I'm here," Gu Xu patted the boy's head, as if to comfort a frightened Shiba Inu, "Take me to your room first!"

"Yes, my lord." Wang Guicai lowered his head and said obediently.

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The parents lived in the north room, the eldest son lived in the east wing, the second son lived in the west wing, the daughter lived in the backyard, and the servants lived in the reverse room.

As the only son of the deceased wealthy Wang, Wang Guicai naturally monopolized the spacious and comfortable east wing.

There are corridors on all sides, flowing cornices, carved window lattices, and scarlet curtains.

Wealth and elegance coexist.

Only now, in order to ward off evil spirits, the door of this house is stuck with mugwort leaves, a peach wood sword is hung on the beam, and the windows are covered with densely packed talisman paper—yellow paper with red characters, complex and weird, and looks creepy.

Gu Xu glanced at these seemingly incomprehensible, but actually useless talisman papers, and shook his head silently - as a practitioner who majored in talismanism, he only felt that it was too easy for scammers to make money now.

He went straight to the door of the east wing, grabbed the brass door knocker, knocked twice, and asked, "Gui Cai, is this the sound you heard when you were sleeping at night?"

The short and fat boy Wang Guicai frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "It should be."

Gu Xu remembered the boy's hesitant appearance in his mind.

Then he pushed open the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a bronze mirror of the same height.

In this bronze mirror, Gu Xu saw his own reflection——

His eyebrows are like ink paintings and his eyes are like stars. He is a beautiful young man with a jade tree facing the wind.

It's just that the imaging effect of the bronze mirror is much blurrier than the glass mirror in the previous life, and it looks like an extra layer of nether filter.

The mirror is opposite the door, which is taboo in Feng Shui.

In the classics that Gu Xu has read, it is mentioned that the mirror itself is yin, with light and evil, and it is easy to form an aura that attracts yin when placed opposite the door, absorbs the bad luck around it, and brings bad luck to people.

In particular, the Wang family was holding a funeral recently, and there was a strong yin and evil spirit nearby.

As we all know, yin is the breeding ground for evil spirits.

Wang Guicai's bedroom had become a ghost's comfort zone before he knew it.

Gu Xu looked slightly stern.

He walked around the mirror and looked around.

The faint sunlight filtered through the talisman paper on the window, coating the objects in the house with a fuzzy halo.

The interior furniture is refined and new, with intricate carvings, but it doesn't look comfortable.

There are several pots of green radishes placed in the corners of the wall, which are verdant, but failed to add a bit of vitality to the room.

Gu Xu felt that the air he breathed was also full of depression.

"Gui Cai, have you ever thought that the knock on the door you heard at night might not come from outside the door?"

At this moment, Gu Xu remembered a case recorded in the ancient book, and a bold guess came up in his mind.

"Sir, you mean..." The short fat boy Wang Guicai looked confused, as if he didn't understand what Gu Xu was saying.

Gu Xu smiled slightly, reached out and tapped the bronze mirror twice.

"Dang! Dang!"

A crisp voice echoed in the silent room.

Wang Guicai's face suddenly turned pale.

He pointed at the bronze mirror, staggered back a few steps, almost fell to the ground, and shouted hesitantly:

"Yes... my lord, that's it... the knock I heard late at night... that's the sound... the ghost... it's in this mirror... it's trying to come out..."

"Don't panic."

Gu Xu stretched out a finger, motioning him to keep quiet.

Then he looked at the bronze mirror and grinned.

His reflection in the mirror also grins.

He blinked.

The reflection in the mirror also blinked.

He compares to a scissors hand.

The reflection is also like a scissors hand.

"How about we play a few games of guessing?" Gu Xu suggested to his mirror image with a happy smile on his face, "Come on, rock-paper-scissors!"

Then he lost four straight.

(End of this chapter)