48 Dongjiang Road was a small courtyard built in the 1970s. At that time, this kind of house was considered a good house.
However, Lin Ke's friend broke out in a cold sweat when he talked about this house.
It was said that some of the families living here were still scared out of their wits and spent the rest of their lives in mental hospitals. All of this happened on an ordinary afternoon.
At that time, after the nearby houses were built, only the slightly rich families of Donghai could live in them. Everyone lived a peaceful life. At most, there would be small quarrels between neighbors, but there had never been any fighting.
This continued until the 1990s. Mr. Zhang, who lived next door, took out his keys as usual and was about to unlock the door.
Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from the house next door.
Mr. Zhang frowned and was about to ignore it, but the sound was like a demonic sound that entered his ears.
"Xiuqin…Where are you…Xiuqin…"
That was strange. There were only a few families in the vicinity of the house. Why had he never heard of anyone called Xiuqin?
Mr. Zhang shook his head and walked toward the house next door. The smell of incense filled the air. When Mr. Zhang walked to the door of the house that made the noise, he raised his hand and knocked on the closed door.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
A trickle of water suddenly flowed out from the closed door.
Blood, a large amount of fresh blood, seeped out continuously as if it was free.
"Ah!"
Even though Mr. Zhang was a man, he collapsed to the ground and screamed in pain.
The police arrived very quickly, but other than Mr. Zhang, who was scared out of his mind, they did not find any clues. Not long after, the second, third, and fourth similar incidents happened. The news of the house being haunted immediately spread like wildfire.
Rumors about the residence had already started to spread. It was said that this was a graveyard, and this time, it was the Yin Lord who occupied the cave.
The houses and even the nearby residents were all scared out of their wits. They were all looking for ways to move. Those who had the conditions bought new houses, while those who were in poor conditions went to live with relatives.
Dongjiang Road No. 48 had become an empty courtyard in just a few days.
Lin's friend, who was in the real estate business, had taken a fancy to the environment of this area. After buying it, he heard that it was haunted. He could only blame himself for losing the property rights.
Although there was no one living at 48 Dongjiang Road, the government did not stop the water and electricity here. The street lamps on the road faintly shone at the entrance of the house. Zhang Haoran took out the two Big Dipper evil-warding talismans and held them in his hands. He was ready at any time and walked into the house.
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew against his face. Zhang Haoran raised his hand, and the Big Dipper Evil Vanquishing Talisman in his hand had already ignited without any wind, turning into a wave of spiritual power.
Then, his eyes lit up, and the originally dark courtyard instantly became clear.
Other than the chilly wind, the courtyard was empty. Zhang Haoran did not see anything he expected. Perhaps they were just rumors…
He had only taken a few steps when suddenly, a wailing sound came from the house.
" Sob…Xiuqin, where have you been…I've been looking for you for so long…"
Zhang Haoran's eyebrows paused, and his eyes narrowed into a line. There really was something fishy.
He didn't back down and walked towards the main house. However, before he could walk over, he heard the sound of water flowing from the eaves of the house.
A large amount of blood flowed down from the eaves like a broken dam.
"Hmph, a mere camouflage."
Zhang Haoran opened his Heavenly Eye and saw through the blood. It was just some spiritual power. It was probably a common trick of the Evil.
With his Heavenly Eye opened, the entire courtyard was a completely different scene in his eyes.
When the blood flowed to his legs, it passed through his body like a phantom without affecting him at all.
The voice in the main room suddenly disappeared, and the blood stopped flowing.
Zhang Haoran continued to walk into the house. When he reached the old door, he saw a black shadow standing inside the door, doing something non-stop.
Zhang Haoran focused his eyes and saw what the person was cooking. The ingredient was a human arm that looked like a green lotus root.
"Xiuqin, where are you? Where are you?”
The black shadow seemed to have heard Zhang Haoran's voice coming upstairs. After muttering a few words, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zhang Haoran, revealing a pale face."Xiuqin isn't here, so if you want to eat, I'll cook for you. You must be hungry, supper will be ready soon.”
Before coming here, Zhang Haoran had thought of many scenarios of encountering ghosts. He even doubted whether the Big Dipper Evil Shattering Talisman could deal with the lone soul in the courtyard. When he really encountered a ghost, he actually did not feel the slightest bit nervous.
With one hand behind his back, he walked into the house." Your food tastes too strong. You should keep it for yourself."”
Zhang Haoran's reaction stunned the lone soul. Its pale face stared at Zhang Haoran for a long time before it said faintly,"It's okay if you don't like this. I have other things, but you have to come with me to get the ingredients.”
Zhang Haoran's eyes narrowed into a line, and he sneered,""Where can I get it?"
"Eighteen levels of hell!"
Zhang Haoran shook his head.
"It's too far. You should go by yourself. I'll wait for you here.”
Zhang Haoran's words made the lone soul unable to hold back. The lone soul let out a cold laugh."Since you're here, it's not up to you whether you go or not.”After saying that, his hands suddenly stretched out like the tentacles of an octopus and wrapped around Zhang Haoran.
Zhang Haoran's body reacted very quickly. He took a step back slightly and suddenly held the Big Dipper Evil-warding Talisman in his hand, slapping it at the Gu Hun's arm.
The talisman hit the Gu Hun's arm, causing him to be stunned. Then, with his arm as the center, a flame flashed and his arm was instantly ignited.
The flames did not abate. In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around his entire arm.
"Ah…"
The talisman fire spread. The fire only burned the spirit body and did not affect the human body at all. At this moment, the lone soul began to beg for mercy.
" What, what is this? My body…Ah…Spare me…"
This time, it was Zhang Haoran's turn to sneer. Looking at the pale and distorted face of the lone soul, he was unmoved."Since ancient times, one thing will subdue another. Since you are a soul, how can you not know what this is?”
The fire had completely burned one of the lonely soul's arms. When the wind blew outside the window, it turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated. Seeing that it was about to burn its body, the lonely soul's tentacle-like arm began to struggle, but the talisman suppressed it. He actually could not use the slightest strength to break free.
"How is that possible? You…you are a cultivator! Please spare my life, Immortal Elder, I am willing to submit to you. There are some antique paintings and paintings that I have hidden in this room. I am willing to give them all to you!”
Seeing that his soul was about to dissipate, the lone soul was scared out of its wits.
An antique painting?
Zhang Haoran's eyes flashed. His goal was to find a quiet place to cultivate. Exterminating ghosts was just a piece of cake. Moreover, he was currently lacking money. After thinking for a moment, he retracted his finger and took the Big Dipper Evil-warding Talisman from the lonely soul.
Hu ~
After narrowly escaping death, the lone soul collapsed to the ground with lingering fear. The gaze it looked at Zhang Haoran with was already filled with fear.
"Since I want to spare your life, you are not allowed to do bad things in the future. In the future, this spiritual talisman is where your life is. If I find that you still don't repent, I will directly burn this talisman.”
As long as it could survive, the lone soul would not have any room to maneuver. It nodded repeatedly and hurriedly agreed.
Zhang Haoran didn't waste any time. The talisman in his hand flashed and he signed a contract with the lone soul. The Big Dipper Evil Vanquishing Talisman in his hand flashed with white light, and two words appeared on the talisman: Wang Jin.
"Immortal elder Hongfu, I will follow your lead and dare not have any disloyalty.”The lonely soul Wang Jin was enjoying Zhang Haoran's life. Only then did he quickly put away his terrifying appearance and stood respectfully at the side. He actually looked like a big-bellied rich man.
Looking at his clothes, he was actually a person from the Republic of China.
He immediately took out the antique paintings he mentioned. Although Zhang Haoran used the orthodoxy system to scan them slightly, he immediately obtained the grade of these paintings:
Hundred Birds Painting, F grade.
Swimming Shrimp Playing in the Water, F-class.
According to the market price of the antique street, Zhang Haoran estimated that these paintings could only be sold for 40 to 50 thousand yuan.
To Zhang Haoran, this was already a small fortune.
He nodded lightly and kept all of them.
Now that all the lights in the house were turned on, it no longer looked so gloomy. Wang Jin was busy cleaning up the house for Zhang Haoran.
"Haoran, are you there?"
Wang Jin had just finished cleaning up the entire courtyard when a familiar voice came from outside the courtyard. Zhang Haoran stuck his head out and looked outside. He saw Lin Meng and Han Yuting standing at the door. Their faces were a little pale. Behind them stood a young man wearing glasses and a Taoist priest. Clearly, they were here to help Zhang Haoran eliminate the evil.
Zhang Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hurriedly let them in.
Seeing that the courtyard was brightly lit, Lin Ke's friend widened his eyes." My dear, this place wasn't like this the last time I came back."”
Even the Taoist priest seemed to have some skills. He frowned and looked around. He felt that something was wrong, but he could not sense it.
After all, there was still a gap between a mortal and Zhang Haoran.
"Haoran, you packed up pretty quickly.”
Zhang Haoran smiled. After all, Wang Jin was a ghost and didn't know fatigue. He was naturally quick to pack up. Before he could speak, the straightforward Lin Tao asked Han Yuting beside him,"Yuting, I won't be staying tonight. What about you? Are you not going back?"
Zhang Haoran stumbled and looked at Han Yuting, whose face had instantly turned red.
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