The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Wen Ping'an was unhappy and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Since that day, every night, he felt like there was a pair of eyes listening to him from behind. He was so frightened that he could only cover his head under the quilt to form a "protective" barrier.

He didn't dare to tell his parents about it, so he asked his friends. Unexpectedly, it resonated with them, so they discussed finding an exorcist.

Wen Xing was a little surprised when he heard this, and looked at Wen Shao who was calmly drinking tea at the side: "Could it be...?"

It doesn't look like it.

Wen Xing couldn't help but think of the fortune teller he met thirty years ago. Before his brother's ridiculous incident happened, he was a staunch materialist. Even after that incident, he always forced Ignore the abnormal things in this world.

Therefore, the fortune teller surnamed Zheng was the only capable person he had ever seen, and he took it for granted that fortune tellers should be like that. He did not expect that there would be such a young and temperamental person who looked so small...

Could it be that he came out to deceive people at a young age?

"Yes, yes." Wen Ping'an said with a smile.

They met and discussed where to find the Taoist priest to catch ghosts.

"Isn't there a temple nearby? I heard it's very spiritual. We can go there to worship."

"where?"

"It's the one on XX Street."

"You're stupid, that's a place to worship the God of Wealth."

"That's right, use your brain."

"Open the map and search."

Several people were having a heated discussion. At this moment, a cold voice came: "No need to search, I can help you."

A young man was standing behind them.

At first, they didn't believe him because he was so young, but when they saw his calm eyes, they felt very reassured. More importantly, they clearly didn't say anything, but he directly told the cause.

There are two possibilities: one is that he just hid behind them and listened to the whole process, and the other is that he is really capable.

Several people assumed that he was the latter and quickly asked him for help. The price was negotiable.

Wen Shao looked at Wen Pingan and said, "I don't need money. I have something to do with your father. I hope you can help me introduce him."

Wen Pingan nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"Let's go to where it all started."

Wen Shao took them to the house in the garbage dump at the back door of the school. Although it was broad daylight, they all felt chills down their spines when they saw this dilapidated hut.

The wooden house they didn't dare to explore was finally opened. There was only a table and a few benches inside, but there was nothing else. It was even very clean, as if someone cleaned it frequently.

But they all know that this place has been in ruins for a long time. Why would anyone come here to clean it? There is only one possibility, that there is really a ghost here!

Several people huddled behind Wen Shao, trembling: "Master, you... why did you bring us here? Can't you just drive her away?"

Wen Shao said coolly: "I'll teach you a lesson, don't try to commit suicide all day long."

Several people dared not speak.

Next, they witnessed a very magical scene.

Wen Shao waved his hand lightly, and the entire hut suddenly became dark. The door was closed, and the windows were dimmed. Only a few green fires were jumping and burning.

Several people looked at this scene in a daze, pinching each other to express that they were not dreaming.

Wen Shao said calmly: "Come out."

After a while, there was no other movement. Wen Shao said in a slightly cold tone: "Do you want me to invite you out?"

A white figure suddenly appeared in the room, making several people scream in fright, hugging each other and trembling.

"Taoist Master, don't accept me, I'm not harmful to anyone..."

The girl was wearing a white dress, with long hair reaching her waist. She looked young, and she had the school badge on her chest. She was very beautiful, but her face was a little unusually pale, and she looked a little weird among the will-o'-the-wisps.

She glanced at the three people standing behind Wen Shao and lowered her head: "I have been trapped here since my death. I am unconscious during the day and can only move around at night."

"I tried to go out, but I scared people, and gradually no one came here. I can only stay here, day after day, I don't know how long it has passed."

"Until a few days ago, the three of them came. I thought that they were my last hope, so I attached myself to that boy. I just wanted to get out so much that I didn't want to harm anyone..."

The young girl twirled her fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.

Perhaps seeing that she had no attack power and that there was a big boss on their side, the few of them were no longer so afraid.

Wen Ping'an mustered up the courage and asked, "How did you die?"

The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "I was strangled to death, and the body is buried under here."

"No one collected your body for you?" Wen Ping'an couldn't believe it.

The girl said: "Everyone in my family is dead and no one will come. I just don't know if the person who killed me will get retribution."

According to the girl's description, she was once a student of this high school. Because the back door was close to her home, she usually used this door to go out. That day she met a gangster who had ill intentions after seeing her. He followed her secretly and found an opportunity to kill her. She dragged her into the alley.

...After he was done, he buried her here, and no one has discovered it until now.

Wen Shao observed it and said: "He should be proficient in Xuanmen arts. He has arranged a blindfold here, so the police did not find your body."

"So, he didn't get retribution, right?" The girl's tone was faint, and her eyes suddenly became weird. She raised her head, her eyes were faint, and her face was twisted, "Why, why do I have to encounter this..."

Wen Shao glanced at her. With just this glance, all the girl's impulses disappeared. She smiled awkwardly and lowered her head.

"You should be glad you don't have blood on your hands yet."

Wen Shao counted with his fingers and found that it was completely foggy. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. He thought that his parents and brothers were unpredictable.

The original person only had three parents and brothers, so was that gangster the Zheng Pengqing that Wen Shao had been looking for?

What a coincidence.

"You come with me first, and I will take you for revenge." Wen Shao temporarily contained her with a gourd.

"And you guys, please be careful when things happen in the future and don't go around trying to commit suicide. Do you understand?"

"Got it!" Several people stood at attention and answered loudly.

"You don't have much yin. Go home and bask in the sun for a few days and you'll be fine. Wen Ping'an, take me to your house."