My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

Song Yixing and Yu Ziming walked into the unit building, and Yu Ziming reached out and pressed the elevator.

Neither the teacher nor the apprentice spoke, while Song Yixing was looking at the environment in the unit building. It was the same as when he first arrived in Huayuanling Community. Yin and Yang saw no evil spirits, and there was only filth.

Like a ghost enjoys the taste of playing a living person, almost no evil spirit.

"Master, did you find anything?"

After entering the elevator, there were only the two of them in the car. When they walked here from the gate of the community, Yu Ziming held back all the way, and now he couldn't wait to ask.

Song Yixing pressed the elevator button on the '9' floor, rubbed his thumb against the pulp of his index finger that touched the case, and his fingers were stained with dirty smell in his vision.

"Not for the time being." Brushing away the filth, Song Yixing withdrew his hand: "Let's see if there are any clues from your master first. If you are worried about seeing him, go to the mourning hall to guard, but be careful, don't let the portrait see you .”

Yu Ziming nodded: "OK!"

During the conversation, the elevator took the two of them to the 9th floor.

"901..." Song Yixing searched according to the school number, and found that 901 is the northernmost part of this floor. At this time, the door was wide open, and there was a voice coming from inside.

"Master, I really found that there are many things wrong with him."

First came an emotional female voice, followed by Lu Qian's voice: "Madam's condolences."

"Master doesn't believe my words?" The female voice became more excited: "It's true! What I said is true! He is really strange, our family is allergic to mangoes, but one day he actually—"

Lu Qian interrupted: "Ma'am, I have already checked, and there is nothing wrong with your family!"

Hearing this, Song Yixing quickened his pace and walked over, "Master."

Yu Ziming also called out: "Master Zu."

In the room, Lu Qian was sitting on the sofa, and the hostess stood in front of Lu Qian, her expression was very excited, and she felt a little aggrieved and powerless because Lu Qian didn't believe her words.

She really discovered her husband's strangeness, because the strange points are all small details, so the hostess doesn't know when it started.

The family of three would be allergic to mangoes, but one day her husband bought mangoes after he came back from get off work.

At first the hostess thought that the husband was going to give it away, but she didn't want her husband to peel the mango thoughtfully, cut the mango into pieces and serve it after dinner.

and also!

The daughter's parent-teacher meeting was held by the father, but the father forgot the daughter's parent-teacher meeting that day.

There were a lot of things wrong with the Chinese New Year last year. The hostess discussed it with her husband as early as the middle of the year. This year, the family income is sluggish, and the daughter is about to go to elementary school. The money they give to both parents is temporarily changed from the original [-] to [-].

But the husband still gave two thousand.

There are still many details that are wrong, although the husband still loves her very much when getting along, and loves this family of three very much.But there was always something wrong with the hostess. After having a child, she and her husband only had intercourse three or four times a month, but these three or four times were always done after their daughter fell asleep and they got up.

But during this time, the husband would hug her and beg for sex every Saturday night at nine o'clock, no matter whether the daughter was asleep or not, whether she was interested or not, whether she had work or not tomorrow.

And every time, the happy time is fixed for half an hour, no more than one minute and no less than one second.

These various details add up to make the hostess creepy.

She felt that her husband had changed.

The hostess didn't tell anyone about these things, because she herself thought it was absurd. The husband in front of her had facial expressions and eyes that she knew well. Who could it be?

It wasn't until the news of her husband's death came that the hostess knew that her husband had advanced liver cancer.Relatives and friends who expressed condolences comforted the hostess, saying that her husband is a good man and that he concealed such a serious illness for the sake of the family.

Only at this time did the hostess feel her scalp numb, and the blood all over her body seemed to be frozen.

Patients with advanced liver cancer?

The hostess recalled that the day before her husband died, the elevator was being repaired in the community. The husband carried a bag of rice and a bucket of drinking water from the first floor to the ninth floor.

Is this... a patient with advanced liver cancer?

In order to prove her conjecture, the hostess applied for an autopsy and got the conclusion of 'multiple organ damage and failure'.

The hostess is going crazy.

She went to report the crime and babbled a lot of nonsense with JC, and then the celestial master came to her home.

Lu Qian comforted the hostess, and then said: "This is my apprentice, can you let him in?"

The hostess glanced at Song Yixing, and Song Yixing smiled at her. The hostess looked tired and her voice was weak, and said softly, "You're welcome, please come in."

Only then did Song Yixing and Yu Ziming walk in.

Lu Qian said to Song Yixing, "See if you can find something."

After speaking, he explained like the hostess again: "The blue is better than the blue because of the blue."

Only then did the hostess' eyes light up slightly, and she pinned her hopes on Song Yixing.

Song Yixing took out the compass from the kit, twirled his fingers on the compass, turned off the mechanism, and then took the compass around the house.

The house is quite big, and the Huayuan Ridge community was considered a house in the city center a few years ago, but Beishan City has focused on the south in recent years, so its location has been shaken.

Song Yixing walked down in a circle, but the compass did not change.He looked at the hostess and imitated Lu Qian's address: "Ma'am, there is no problem."

The hostess' face was not very good-looking, and she suspected that these people in the family were all half buckets of water clinking.

Song Yixing put away the compass, and took out some talismans to the hostess: "If you feel worried, you can stick these talismans at home."

The hostess no longer had any expectations for these people, and originally did not accept this talisman, but after seeing the bright cinnabar on the talisman, she changed her mind and took it, "Thank you, how much is it?"

Song Yixing said: "For you."

The hostess hurriedly said: "I'm so sorry, you should take the money."

Song Yixing looked back at Yu Ziming and asked, "What's the current market price of my talisman?"

Yu Ziming said: "One piece is 200 million."

hostess:"……"

She has two of them!Garden Ridge housing prices have been stagnant, and she can't afford to sell the house.

Song Yixing said: "It's okay, I won't charge you."

Only then did the hostess say 'thank you' several times in embarrassment.

Song Yixing said: "You must put it on your body, one sheet is enough."

The remaining one was given to the hostess' child by Song Yixing. He just saw the little girl's bedroom when he was wandering around the house with a compass.

Hostess: "Thank you."

Lu Qian stood up: "Then don't disturb me."

Seeing that they were leaving, the hostess panicked, but she had no reason to keep them.And her cell phone kept ringing, her husband was still in the mourning hall, but his wife was gone.

"Okay, the three masters walk slowly."

"Stay here." Lu Qian walked out the door, thought for a while, then turned around to look at the embarrassed hostess, and said, "Ma'am, if you believe in strange powers, you don't have to believe it or not. You don't need to tell outsiders."

The hostess nodded.

The patriarch, master and apprentice came out of room 901, without speaking to each other tacitly.It was not until entering the elevator that Song Yixing said, "Like a ghost."

Lu Qian nodded: "Yes."

The ghost-like killing conditions are there, and if you want to ask the specifics, you will kill the hostess, so Lu Qian and Song Yixing kept emphasizing that the house is fine.

In fact, there are many problems, and the filth will fill the house.

After leaving the unit building, Lu Qian took a look at Yu Ziming: "I have something to say to your master, you find a place to play by yourself, why are you following us all the time."

"..." Yu Ziming: "...Master, we came down from upstairs together."

Song Yixing said to Lu Qian, "Why are you raging against him?"

Lu Qian: "I'm upset."

Song Yixing took a look at Yu Ziming: "Don't you want to go to the mourning hall? Hurry up."

Yu Ziming said aggrievedly, "Oh", "Then I'll go."

When Yu Ziming walked away, Song Yixing asked: "What's the relationship between being like a ghost and being nameless?"

Lu Qian: "Resentment turns into a fierce ghost, ferocity turns into an evil ghost, and the transformation of a person into a ghost after death is related to his life. What do you think you need to do to turn into a ghost?"

Song Yixing was silent.

Lu Qian said: "Live like a normal person but have the ability of ghosts. Isn't this what Wuming has always wanted? Being like a ghost is a failed product refined by Wuming when he practiced the way of ghosts."

mourning hall.

Ghosts watch passers-by, enjoying the pleasure of picking their next target.

The aunt who went to the supermarket to grab discounts, the supermarket is crowded, I don't like it.

The uncle who plays chess in the shade of a tree, chess is a headache and I don't like it.

Students who go to school with schoolbags don't want to go to school, don't want to do homework, don't like it.

The relatives who were gossiping in the mourning hall didn't look very good and didn't like it.

Until he saw two passing men who hurriedly cast a glance, he grinned like a ghost.

He likes that skinny man, he hasn't enjoyed the life of a handsome guy yet, especially in this face-seeking world.

That man must be liked by many girls, and the fun of every day should be to open love letters.

What's in the love letter?

The more the ghost thought about it, the more it moved. It couldn't wait for the dark, and then got out of the portrait to kill the man, and then became him, embracing the rising sun the next day.

Although Beishan City is shrouded in qi all day long, it is difficult for Chaoyang to penetrate the mist, but it doesn't matter, with such a face, who cares about Chaoyang.

Like a ghost counting the time, his eyes have been watching Song Yixing leave and disappear, can he take another look?Look at your future self.

While daydreaming——

"Mr. Zhai, please follow me this way."

The ghost was not interested at all, and didn't even cast a single extra glance, but couldn't bear the fact that the main character in this sentence insisted on appearing in its field of vision.

The ghost was startled immediately, it couldn't believe that someone was so good-looking!

Although the target it just selected is also very good-looking, but the facial features of the man who appeared in the field of vision now have no flaws. Is it really natural?This face is like an illusion, it can change as it looks good.

"it is good."

The man spoke, and his voice was very nice, like a snowflake melting on the top of a snow-capped mountain thousands of miles away, like a cold spring hitting a stone.

Like a ghost, he was stunned!

Like a ghost decides!

That's it, that's it!

"The housing prices here have not changed much from a few years ago, which is more in line with your budget." The salesman introduced: "Your budget can buy a house with a good orientation in this community, and there is even a surplus. The owner It’s sold with the garage and you can buy another car.”