Yuan Ruhai fell silent.

Looking at the Yin Qi Pillar rising into the sky in the distance, he suddenly didn't want to say a word.

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Two weeks after Yu Hong retreated.

Yanxiawan Community in Taizhou.

In a duplex villa.

A wealthy businessman surnamed Li, wearing a suit and leather shoes, looked like a successful man, and walked into the hall with a young Taoist priest with a look of urgency on his face.

"Don't conceal the Taoist chief, my house has flickered from three days ago, smelling the smell, and I can see the back of the person who does not know from time to time."

The wealthy businessman surnamed Li sighed, with a strong local accent.

"I originally thought that it was my son's ghost movie that I saw more thoughts. How did you think? Last night, my son came to me in the middle of the night.

After touching it, I ca n’t touch anyone, and I did n’t find someone in and out of the monitoring! ”

"There is a very strong yin here." The Taoist frowned slightly, and the black hair simply made a tunnel. He was cleaned and tidy, and his face was cold.

"Taoism has discovered!?" The rich businessman immediately asked.

"No rush, I have to check slowly, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes." Zhengming said seriously. Since being hit by Yu Hong, he has become more stable than before.

"Taoist, please, please!"

Zhengming was not polite, raised his hand, and motioned others not to follow him, but on the second floor alone.

Soon, at the end of the corridor on the second floor, he saw a painting.

A pair of oil paintings depicting the scenery of the old house at the old street.

The picture quality is very good and the skill is also very good. It looks like a photo, clear and bright, and real.

The ancient house on the old street is half open on the brown door. It is faintly seen in the old lady, holding a needle thread in my hand.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the old lady with white hair into golden and red. The picture was kind and peaceful.

Zhengming stared at this painting, perceiving clearly, with a strong yin.

Da Da da.

Suddenly a crisp footsteps, like the light sound of small leather shoes on the wooden floor, passed into his ears.

Zhengming quickly turned his head and looked at the right.

On the right corridor, a room that was originally closed, the door of the room opened.

A bright small leather shoes, standing at the door of the room, only exposing a heel.
Chapter completed!