Chapter 48

Mrs. Chen cried for a while before she stopped, sobbing and describing intermittently what happened these days.

"Last night at midnight, the slave was sleeping inside and the master was sleeping outside. When I turned over late at night, I suddenly found that the left side was very crowded, as if there was an extra person on the left side!"

"At the same time, my face felt cold, so I quickly rubbed my eyes to look. In a daze, a white and cold hand was placed on my face. A pair of bloodshot eyes opened wide. I saw a Zhang Tieqing’s dark face is the dead lady!”

"Then I passed out. When I woke up again, I found that the master was hanging from the beam in front of the bed with a hemp rope. He was staring at me."

After hearing this, Han Ye nodded slowly. It was indeed quite scary. If you think about it, whoever turns over in the middle of sleep would find that there is a dead face in front of them. It would be unbearable.

After being frightened and waking up, I also found that the person next to my pillow had hanged himself. Anyone else would have gone crazy.

"When I got up this morning, I found that all the men in the house were dead, no matter who they were!"

After Mrs. Chen finished speaking, she felt like she was back to that horrible night. Thinking of the panic this morning, she lowered her head and started sobbing. She wanted to find a gentle arm to rely on, but she found that Han Ye had deliberately stayed away from her, with a very disappointed face.

At this time, Liu Fugui stepped forward, took a step forward, and raised his arm.

But Mrs. Chen's eyes were full of tears, she blinked, turned around and hugged the maid beside her and cried again.

After listening to the description, Han Ye basically judged the situation and thought: "This is a female ghost looking for revenge on a man. She has a lot of resentment and is very lethal."

But he was not afraid. The female ghost probably died not long ago, and she probably did not pose much of a threat to the monks.

Liu Fugui asked for trouble. He walked up to Han Ye with a stern expression and asked, "How do you do, Immortal?"

"Don't worry, leave it to us, I'll take a look at the scene of the incident first."

Han Ye patted his chest and said there was no problem.

When Chu Xianyu walked to the door of the bedroom, he saw the floor full of dirty blood, the room was in a mess, and the smell of corpses hit his face.

She couldn't help but frown, took half a step back, and said, "Go in, I'll wait for you outside."

"Ok."

Han Ye did not dislike it and walked in. He looked up and found that the beams of the room were still stained with blood. The fragments of tea lamps and vases were scattered on the ground. The body had obviously been moved away.

He turned around and asked Liu Dutou, "Has Liu Dutou seen everything here, including the death state of the body?"

"It's natural." Liu Fugui looked unlucky and shook his head: "Those servants were okay. They were just bitten to death. At most, they only had a few claw marks on their faces. But Chen Yuanwai himself was in terrible condition, with his body covered with holes. , like Ling Chi, the flesh and blood were scraped off the bones as if they were pulled off with fingernails. It was simply unimaginable what kind of hatred could do such a thing. When I was cleaning it last night, I almost vomited it out. "

Han Ye nodded and poured the Qi into his eyes. Since entering the Qi training realm, his five senses have become extraordinarily sharp, and he can feel a disgusting cold atmosphere in the room.

He had read in the library that places where ghosts were haunted would leave behind filthy Yin energy. If this Yin energy was too strong, it would make ordinary people sick and even lead to death.

This is a very powerful wraith.

The so-called resentful spirit is a kind of ghost formed by people's resentment while they are alive. They cannot leave the place of their death.There is no intelligence at all after death, and you can only act on your own with the last breath of resentment. To put it simply, you can only take revenge. Even if you kill your enemy, you will also attack other innocent people.

As it kills more and more people, the accumulated resentment will become heavier and heavier. It must be cleared up as soon as possible, otherwise irreversible consequences will occur.

"It feels suspicious." Han Ye thought to himself, feeling rather strange.

A few days after the eldest lady was buried, even if Mr. Chen outsourced a concubine and married her into the family at the risk of being disgraced, the yin energy in the room would not have been so strong or on such a scale.

"What kind of person is your eldest lady like?"

Han Ye walked out of the bedroom, saw the maid in the mansion, and asked directly.

The maid at the door thought for a while and replied: "I have stayed in the mansion for three years and have never seen such a gentle woman. Although Mrs. Chen often quarreled with the master and was ignored, she never returned to her parents' home, but who I can only imagine that one day he hanged himself and wrote a suicide note, crying about the injustice of the master."

Han Ye nodded slightly and thought to himself: "Since he has a submissive character, if he committed suicide and was not killed by someone, how could he turn into a resentful spirit so easily?"

His suspicion is naturally justified. If he is a narrow-minded person and can turn into a resentful spirit after death, then that's okay. Then wouldn't it mean that the world of immortality is full of resentful spirits.

"Is it possible that Chen Yuanwai secretly killed his beloved wife?" the head catcher Liu Fugui asked.

"There is no motive. As the head of the family, Yuan Wai is the head of the family, so why should he do this?"

Han Ye shook his head and immediately rejected it.

At this time, Chu Xianyu, who had not spoken for a long time, said: "Why bother, just take action."

Seeing that she was so confident, Mrs. Chen looked at Han Ye with red and swollen eyes from crying and said: "Immortal, it's up to you, you must help me. You can have whatever copper coins, chicken or dog blood you want."

"We are not Taoists, we are monks."

Han Ye corrected and emphasized.

"Is there any difference?"

Mrs. Chen asked, stunned.

Chu Xianyu touched the mysterious ring with her slender fingers, took out a green long sword, and said lightly: "We don't need to practice magic to liberate ghosts."

"Well, that's right, now we just need to lure the female ghost out and get rid of it."

Han Ye nodded in approval.

But he soon discovered that something was wrong. Why was everyone looking at him eagerly?

He wondered: "Why are you all staring at me?"

Chu Xianyu glanced around and said calmly: "You are the only young man here, and you are the only one who can lure the female ghost out."

"Yes, I'd better forget it."

Liu Fugui was very self-aware and took a step back at this time.

Han Ye stared blankly and stroked his forehead. He had no way to refute, so he could only sigh: "Okay."

The plan will be arranged soon.

All the female relatives of the Yuanwai Mansion will stay at the inn tonight, and will be guarded by the Yamen's agents, while Han Ye and Chu Xianyu will live in the mansion.

The protagonist of this plan is undoubtedly Han Ye.

Han Ye sat in the center of the house, looking at the moonlight on the patio, and couldn't help feeling that such a mansion belonged to him tonight. "Chief Immortal, this is too much!"

Liu Fugui angrily said to Han Ye: "Tonight all the policemen in the Yamen have wives and children, and they don't have time to come!"

"That's it"

Han Ye couldn't help being speechless.

The original plan was for Dutou to lead the other agents and wait outside the house, waiting for the opportunity.

Now it seems that none of them have come.

"Don't worry, Immortal! I'll call them out of the house right away."

Liu Dutou said righteously, turned around and walked through the door.

However, an hour passed.

Still no one came back.

Han Ye had known this ending and was happy that no one would bother him.

At this time, Chu Xianyu walked out of the room, holding half of the candied haws a stick that he had not eaten during the day, and said seriously: "Although I am a female ghost who has just condensed her ghost body, if anything happens, remember to call me by my name."

"Ok."

After Chu Xianyu finished speaking, he returned to his room.

Han Ye stayed alone in the yard, watching the moon rise alone.

"Sir, the yin energy here is so strong, why are you here?"

At this time, the voice of the white fox Tushan Qingli sounded in Han Ye's mind.

Han Ye chuckled: "Qingli, you are finally awake."

The little fox hadn't spoken to him for a long time since he last fell asleep.

"Sir, there is an aura about you that makes me uncomfortable. I have to wake up."

A wisp of green smoke separated from his body, gathered into the shape of a white fox, and said:

"I have always been living in the silent sea of ​​consciousness of the young master, so even if I am the elder headmaster of the Dragon Bird Sect, as long as I don't search your head with my spiritual consciousness, I will not be discovered."

"But recently, the young master has an aura that makes me feel uncomfortable. After coming into contact with it, I feel a slight palpitation and feel that something bad will happen."

Hearing the little fox's words, Han Ye suddenly realized.

Bad things are, to put it bluntly, bad luck.

Could it be the evil star?
Yes, the little fox has always been with her. She has been affected by the bad luck of the evil star, and she can't bear it.

The Tiansha Lone Star on his body only has one attribute point and is not very strong, so the little fox has been fine all this time.

But sooner or later something will happen.

The little fox's heart palpitations are the best omen.

"Then what should I do? Is there any way to prevent you from entering my body and not being discovered by the elders and others?"

Han Ye asked.

"some."

Tushan Qingli thought: "Young master needs a soul-nurturing bottle, otherwise I will..."

"Hoohoo!"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the yard, gently swaying the willow branches.

It was obviously spring with a mild temperature, but Han Ye felt a chill from the wind.

colder and colder.

"How dare you act so arrogantly in front of the young master!"

Tushan Qingli snorted coldly, and a pair of fox eyes emitted a green light.

- Whoops!

A ball of purple light fell from the little white fox and landed at Han Ye's feet.

This attracted great attention from Han Ye. He frowned and looked surprised.

Can even the little fox lose attributes?

I'd like to see what it is.

"Pick up attribute: Fox Eyes Tongyou +1"

"Fox Eyes Connect to the Dark (Purple): The fox fairy clan has the innate ability to sense yin and yang, discern the evil spirits of yin spirits, and see through false pretenses."

After absorbing this attribute.

The whites of Han Ye's eyes gradually darkened, and his pupils shrank and became vertical.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and a figure hanging from the beam appeared in the silent bedroom.

The neck was stretched very long, the tongue was sticking out, and the long black hair covered the face.

Han Ye found that he could clearly see the whereabouts of ghosts.

The surrounding wind turned into wisps of black air, and the female ghost on the beam was looking at herself.

For a long time, a ghostly voice sounded from the courtyard:
"All men must die!"

(End of this chapter)

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