Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you, little guy. I feel much better when I hear you say that. Nuo, we're on the fourth floor, and we'll be in that room soon."

The pilgrim led the two of them towards that room. On the way, the little girl noticed that there seemed to be no room 404 on this floor.

"Master, look, 403 is after 405."

Pilgrim smiled, "It's like this, 404 is not very auspicious, so we delayed the number by one. We deliberately left this position empty."

"Oh, so it's like this!" The little girl suddenly realized.

Cheng Fan smiled and nodded.

Such situations are too numerous to enumerate. The buildings in the special administrative region do not have a No. 13th floor, and some do not have a fourth floor.

Even Cheng Fan had to admit that the floors with those numbers tended to have weaker yang energy.

With that said, the three came to the door of the room.

Cheng Fan could sense a strong yin energy without using his consciousness.

So he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A vicissitudes of life came from the voice of an old man.

Immediately opened a crack in the door.

"Old man, I'm the landlord. I've asked the Taoist priest of Dishui Temple to exorcise ghosts for you. Come out first, and you'll be fine in a while."

"No need! Let's go! I am upright, and no ghosts or ghosts can get close to me."

There was a clanging and forceful voice from the old man inside the door, and then the door was closed with a bang.

Chapter 353 Something More Valuable Than Money

"Old man! Old..."

The landlord slammed the door and turned his nose up.

Spreading his hands, he said helplessly, "Master Dao, you saw this, that's the situation."

Cheng Fan nodded, smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, it's the same when I'm outside the door."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Fan unfolded his consciousness, and the furnishings in the room came into view immediately.

The room is an ordinary one bedroom and one living room.

The living room was empty, with a hollow wooden sofa on the side, and the aging ceiling fan whirled, as if it might fall down at any moment.

The only decoration is an old TV, there is no signal in it, only a gray area can be seen.

There are only these three or two things in the living room, there is nothing worth paying attention to, Cheng Fan focuses on the bedroom.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered the bedroom, it felt a bit of coolness, or the cold feeling brought by Yin Qi.

There were no windows in the bedroom, and there was no ventilation, and it was stuffy and damp.

In the center stood a thin wooden bed with a red frame.

But Cheng Fan's consciousness saw that only the bed frame on the bright side was red, and the bottom of the bed was clearly dark green, obviously the more obvious parts above had been repainted.

Nothing hides a blood stain like painting it red.

Apart from this bed, the mahogany wardrobe next to it is the most sinister, and the whole wardrobe is painted as if stained with blood, giving people a kind of eerie and intuitive feeling.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Cheng Fan felt unlucky when he saw it.

The whole bedroom is cold, damp, and stuffy, even more depressing than some basements.

Cheng Fan has gone to check the basements of some villas. Although they are a bit stuffy, most of them have good ventilation equipment, which is much better than this house.

Cheng Fan inspected it carefully, and found no souls who died in this room in the most sinister cabinet, but Cheng Fan always felt that something was wrong.

This made him frown. Could it be that there are no ghosts here, but the Yin Qi and hot flashes make people feel uncomfortable?

"Believer, may I ask what happened to this house before?"

The landlord patted his head and slowly recalled: "I remember that I bought the entire building together, and didn't pay special attention to one of the rooms..."

The corner of Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Oh, does this count as Versailles?

The little girl let out a "wow" in surprise, "Uncle, why did you buy such an old house in the first place? And once you bought it, it was a building?"

The landlord smiled awkwardly, and talked about him from left to right.

Just like the little girl asked, the landlord is a rich man, and a normal person would never choose a land that is so far away from a small town when investing.

Although this is a school district house, there is only one high school nearby, and it is not too far from the town. Few parents choose to rent a house here.

The reason why he chose this place was not revealed by the landlord. Cheng Fan knew some inside stories through the eyes of the sky, but he would not expose other people's faults at will.

The reason why he bought this place was because he accidentally learned that there was a large amount of stolen money hidden in this building, and he wanted to keep it for himself.

But at that time, he only learned the news by accident, and he was not sure where the money was hidden, and even the authorities were helpless.

It just so happened that many people were killed in this building, and some people were arrested here, and the house price dropped again and again, so the landlord gritted his teeth and spent money to buy the whole building.

It's a pity that he hasn't got what he wanted until today.

What's interesting is that the landlord couldn't find the stolen money for a long time, and was worried that it would be vacant for too long and attract the attention of interested people, so he had to rent out the room he had checked.

He never expected that more and more rooms were being rented out, and the rent collection alone gave him the hope of getting his money back.

The more people in the building, the harder it was for him to find the stolen money.

In order to make it easier to move around in the building, the landlord provided every family in the building with help and discounts within his ability, gave them some gifts, and gradually became a good landlord respected by everyone, which he did not expect at the beginning unreached.

Gradually, he enjoyed the feeling of being loved by his neighbors more than finding the stolen money.

He didn't intend to be a good person from the beginning, but his every move made him a respectable person in everyone's eyes, and even he himself was addicted to it.

Gradually, the stolen money became nothing to him.

Until one day, the landlord's friend in the law enforcement bureau told him that the stolen money did not exist at all and had been spent long ago.

The landlord was not disappointed, he smiled and said nothing.

Because during this period of "treasure hunting", he got more valuable things than money.

The last few rooms on the fourth floor were all places he had never set foot in, including this room where the old man was.

Seeing the embarrassment on the landlord's face, Cheng Fan took the initiative to change the subject and asked:

"Do you still remember what happened in this building? Think about it carefully, what is the reason for the low housing price back then?"

The landlord scratched his head and said slowly: "Actually, when I bought the property back then, the faces of those intermediaries were a little weird. You noticed it when we were downstairs just now, and people often commit suicide here. I think it should be That's why."

Cheng Fan walked to the room next to the old man without saying a word.

"Is there anyone living in this room?"

The landlord shook his head, "Only the elderly live in at the end of the corridor. This room has been vacant for a long time, so there should be a lot of dust in it. This building is too old, and I don't even bother to clean it up."

He didn't buy the building for renting out, and the room was hardly tidied up, and it was always kept as it was.

Cheng Fan pointed to the door lock, "Please open the door, let's go in and have a look."

The landlord quickly followed suit and stepped forward to unlock the door.

Cheng Fan picked up the little girl and walked into the house.

The living room is full of bottles and jars, covered with dust, and thick cobwebs are formed in the corners, it seems that no one has lived in it for decades.

"Well...Master, this place is so dirty."

The little girl covered her nose, her face wrinkled.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan activated the self-purification function of the Taoist robe, and at the same time opened a mana barrier to force away the dust and stale air.

The surrounding air was instantly clean.

The landlord's eyes lit up immediately, he took a breath and gave a thumbs up.

"You really deserve to be the Daoist! It's amazing!"

"That's right? My master is amazing!"

The little girl raised her chin proudly and said brightly.

Cheng Fan didn't answer, and went straight to the bedroom.

The environment here is worse than the next door, and the bedroom is full of moldy clothes.

The bed frame is generally dark green, exactly the same style as the bed next door.

Cheng Fan didn't pay attention to these, but stared straight at a blank wall, and slowly revealed his consciousness.

And behind this wall is the wardrobe in the bedroom of the old man next door.

Chapter 354 The Broadsword Team Is Here, How Dare They Be Presumptuous

The landlord looked unhappy, held his nose, picked up a coat, and threw it into the corner of the room, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Daozhang, it's too messy here, there's nothing worth seeing. It's completely dark, let's go see the old man, shall we?"

Cheng Fan didn't speak, and all his attention was on the wall.

The wall was completely white, with few cracks. The landlord followed Cheng Fan's gaze and found nothing unusual.

"Master Dao, is there something wrong with this wall?" The landlord scratched his head in surprise.

"Of course there is a problem!"

The little girl pointed to the snow-white wall in front of her.

"Look, uncle landlord, there are spider webs in the other corners, but there is nothing on this wall, don't you think it's awkward?"

"It really is……"

The landlord suddenly realized, and then smiled awkwardly.

Even children can see the problem, but I didn't find it.

Cheng Fan said indifferently: "Not only that, we have walked all the way, and most of the walls in this building are yellowed and have cracks on the walls. There is something wrong with this wall."

But what surprised Cheng Fan was that his spiritual sense probed the past, but did not give any feedback.

His intuition told him that there must be something strange in it.

"Pindao wants to tear down this wall and investigate carefully. Please forgive me."

The landlord hesitated for two seconds, nodded and said, "It's too late today, I'll call the decoration team tomorrow and ask them to tear it down."

Cheng Fan smiled lightly, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

As he spoke, Cheng Fan stretched out his right hand and spread his palms.

In the blink of an eye, a group of scorching thunder has condensed in the palm of the hand.

The landlord hurriedly covered his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Cheng Fan holding Lei in his hand, full of power.

Gudong!

The landlord swallowed, and called him a good guy in his heart.

"Believers, daughter, stand behind me."

Cheng Fan gave an order, and the two of them did not dare to neglect, and quickly followed suit.

The little girl held Cheng Fan's Taoist robe tightly, a small head was exposed on the side, and her eyes were round.

Just when Cheng Fan was about to use Zhang Xinlei to violently demolish the house, suddenly with a movement of his mind, he flipped his hand to disperse Zhang Xinlei.

At the uncle's house next door, the dead soul appeared!

"Go, go to the next door!"

At this time, Cheng Fan didn't care about dealing with this wall, and went to the next door vigorously.

When he came to the door, Cheng Fan waved his hand directly, and the door slammed open with a bang.

The scene in the room made all three of them stunned.