"It's here for everyone."

"This posture doesn't seem to be guarding against being possessed." A younger man looked at the talisman paper on the door carefully, frowned and spoke, "Have you ever asked someone else to come to see?"

"Yes." Rong Shan nodded, and his voice seemed to be much lower when standing in front of the door, with a slight trembling trembling. "The master left me with such a pile of talisman paper and left, but... there was no improvement."

"These are all talisman papers to prevent evil spirits from appearing." The middle-aged man spoke in a serious tone. "If these talisman papers are of no use at all, then this evil spirit is not very ordinary."

"Ah, what should I do?" Rong Shan suddenly became panicked, and the fear in his eyes was clearly visible.

"You open the door first and let's go in and take a look."

"Hey, OK." As he said that, Rong Shan took out a few keys from the innermost pocket of his clothes and opened three locks one by one. I don't know if it was because of fear or nervousness, his hands were trembling and he couldn't see the keyhole several times. No one spoke in the quiet air, and only the jingle of metal collision, which made it even more weird.

"It's open." Rong Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully pushed open the door.

But in an instant, a smoke of smoke came to my face. I saw the floor of the room full of takeaway boxes, the ornaments on the table were messy, and the sheets and quilts were either scattered on the ground casually, or they were already tattered. A woman with disheveled hair and dirt on her face sat in the middle of the bed holding the lunch box and eating chicken legs, and her voracious look seemed to have not eaten a full meal for many years. Several people stood at the door, but she seemed to have not seen it at all, continuing to immerse herself in her own world.

Qiao Yiyi couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with disgust.

"Sorry, I'm going to make you laugh." Rong Shan explained in a voice, "There is really no servant who wants to clean this room, and I'm afraid she will run around, so I've been locked up here all the time."

"This is obviously a sign of being entangled by a starving ghost." The middle-aged man spoke in a calm tone. He took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, flew towards the woman with all his energy, and finally landed steadily on her head. But Mrs. Rong still ate on her own without any painful reaction.

"This..." Rong Shan was a little unbelievable. His talisman paper could even suppress the ghost with a deep Taoist movement. Why didn't he react at all in front of him? "What happened on the day you worshiped your ancestors?"

Rong Shan tried hard to fall into memories and said slowly, "There is nothing special. We were in the ancestral hall that day. My wife didn't have breakfast in the morning and had some low blood sugar. So she ate two biscuits for ancestor worship, and then it became like this soon."

"Did you worship your ancestors in the ancestral hall?" The middle-aged man frowned even deeper. If he worshiped his ancestors in a cemetery and was entangled by hungry ghosts, there is another saying, "It's just that in his own ancestral hall, most of them are protected by ancestors. How could such a thing happen? This is not in common sense!

"Yes." Rong Shan nodded.

Several others joined in and expressed the possibility of thought.

The few people were chatting enthusiastically, and they didn't notice that Yun Qingying slowly walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked at the dense forest outside and thoughtful.

She narrowed her almond eyes slightly, and the overly dense trees in front of her made her feel strange, but soon, she curled her red lips and the questions were untied in her heart.

"What is outside?" Qiao Yiyi's eyes were sharp, and she found that Yun Qingying, who had not participated in the discussion at all, was doing other things. She opened the curtains and looked at the trees arranged outside with extremely abnormal arrangements, and the room fell into silence.

"What is this?" the middle-aged man asked.

"This..." Rong Shan rubbed his hands. Although there were forests around his house, it was the first time he saw him so close. Finally, he could only shrugg and said, "I don't know very well."

The middle-aged man no longer hoped that he could provide him with any useful information, and immediately instructed, "You two go to the forest with me to see, and the other people stayed to continue checking the room, as for you..." His eyes turned to Yun Qingying, and Yun Qingying curled his lips so calmly and let him see. There was no panic on Mingjing's little face, and even a smile was full of smiles.

"You can move freely in the house and just take a look." After saying that, he took his two men away.

Yun Qingying was quite helpless. He knew that this person looked down on his ability. Although his despise was not as obvious as the others, and even greeted her politely, in fact, he still looked down on her. Sometimes, this open knife is not terrible, and the knife in the secret is the fatal knife.

But she doesn't care. This is not a starving ghost at all. There is nothing unclean here. On the contrary, trees are surrounded by all sides, the air is fresh, warm in winter and cool in summer, and it only looks a little gloomy when it is cloudy. However, because of the excellent Feng Shui, it will not attract evil ghosts at all, and ordinary ghosts dare not stay here.

She really didn't understand how these people entered the Xuanmen Association. There was not a single ghost here, but they couldn't notice it at all. Can such a person do mysterious arts?

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking. She walked around the villa and found that the rich man was really rich. She must have come into contact with a lot of precious herbs. While thinking about how to ask him to exchange precious herbs after things were done, she slowly changed the entrance and entered the woods.

The companion who was with Qiao Yiyi saw Yun Qingying's back and was about to call her, but Qiao Yiyi stopped her.

The man was puzzled, "Why? There was obviously something unclean inside."

"What are you asking her to do? A little girl with a stinky breasts came into the Xuanmen Association by walking through the back door, so she didn't let her suffer any trouble. She thought it was easy." Qiao Yiyi spoke sarcastically and mean tone without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the man's eyes returned to indifference and did not say a word.

Yun Qingying slowly walked into the woods. Because the distance between trees was too close, she often had to pass by.

The air in the woods was fresh, the fragrance of damp soil mixed with the fragrance of leaves made people feel refreshed, and the sneakers made a crisp sound when they stepped on the falling leaves. If Yun Qingying didn't seem to be looking for something, those who didn't know would think they were here for a walk.

"Finished." Yun Qingying bent the corners of her lips, her almond eyes were filled with pleasure. She leaned over and squatted down, and her green hands gently pushed aside a grass.


Chapter completed!