This was the sound of huge glass breaking, and then a man cursed.

It was Mr. Zhao’s voice.

We immediately walked into the shadow at the corner of the stairs, and Jiang Qiyun's barrier covered me. Mr. Zhao's voice was a little trembling and shouted, "Do you know what you are doing!"

He held a gun in his hand.

He has a gun? This is easy to deal with. Call the police and arrest him, he can drag out these follow-ups.

The person pointed at the gun was a middle-aged woman I had seen, who claimed to be Mr. Zhao's daughter-in-law.

But I have never met Mr. Zhao’s son. He should be like most young and middle-aged people here, working abroad.

Foreign labor is expensive, and these hard-working people go abroad to work through various methods. Even if they work in illicit workers, they will have a considerable income. Then they save money and send it back to their hometown to build a big house and get married.

However, the long separation between the two places has caused the couple to be completely like a deal, without feelings, and it is not surprising that the fire broke out in the backyard of the home.

"Hehe, of course I know what I'm doing. If this old woman dies, can you run to my room openly and spend the night? Hehehehe..." The middle-aged woman smiled strangely.

She was possessed, and the smile on her face was like a muscle twitching. She was obviously very scared, but she grinned hard.

"She is dead, you will have to pay for your life! And she is your mother-in-law! How dare you--" Mr. Zhao was angry and didn't know whether it was true or not, but in short, he looked like his hands were shaking.

He was so shaking that he would not be able to hit the gun. The female ghost on the opposite side was not afraid of the gun. Anyway, his body was not his own, and he shot him to death after he died, alarming the villagers. When the police came to the door, he would have to sit in the jail if he didn't die.

"Why don't I dare?" The female ghost manipulated the body of a middle-aged woman and walked out of the glass scraps in the Feng Shui fish tank with her hands and feet.

An old lady was lying in front of the fish tank, her head was red and white, and she was probably dead. She lay on the ground and there was no movement at all. The fish tank was broken, the ground was covered with water, and fish were bouncing desperately on the floor.

The water dripped along the gaps in the stairs and smashed on the floor on the first floor, forming a weird background sound.

I hid in the dark and heard the enchanting voice of the female ghost: "No one is staring at you anymore, why are you scared? Why are you not afraid when you climb over? You are almost seventy years old, and you are still restless in the lower half? Hehehehehe..."

Mr. Zhao's face turned green. You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, can't speak for a long time.

Even if you watch a play, I will stop it if there is a ghost in front of you who hurts people's lives.

Everything has a chance. Since Mr. Zhao has found the Shen family through many twists and turns, he has left himself a way out for life.

When the female ghost rushed up, the little ghost's chains were opened, and the door to the prison to collect evil was opened at the same time. She suddenly saw me coming out of the barrier and paused for a moment.

"Bang!!" With a gunshot, a bloody flower burst out from the woman's body. The old man actually shot?!

"What are you doing!" I shouted at him.

This old man is such a bad old man! He hasn't threatened his life yet! He actually shot?!

He was panicked, but soon calmed down, and took a deep breath and said, "This woman is crazy! She talks nonsense and ruins my reputation! She also killed her mother-in-law in order to compete for jewelry and jade! The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate..."

Are you crazy? At this time, you still find reasons for yourself and deceive others?

"And you! How did you come in?! Do you know that in the United States, people who break into other people's homes can be shot and killed?!" He suddenly pointed at me with his gun, wide eyes and shouted.

Jiang Qiyun calmly walked up to me and blocked me behind me, and said coldly: "...In this world, life and death are up to me."

The little ghost man looked very eyebrow this time and immediately flew out of the chain to hold his soul.

I looked at the middle-aged woman's corpse lying on the ground, and made gestures to summon the ghost gate, flew out of the chains to drag the female ghost out.

"Hehehe..." Her swollen face emerged from the middle-aged woman's back.

"...You are the one who sets up acupoints? Why do you do this?" I couldn't help asking.

The strange-looking female ghost smiled and said, "Because it's fun... a man regards women as a toy in his palm, so I built an extremely yin cave to hold these women... Hehehe... One day, they will be backfired. The resentment of these women has been stained with this village, and the body of the old monk has also been destroyed and cannot be suppressed... This village should... pay the price for a hundred and thousands of years of karma..."

"Why are you a woman, why do you have such skills? Are you also being murdered?" I asked.

She giggled and didn't answer.

Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and pinched his fingers, and his fingers were like lotus flowers, and silver light surrounded the woman.

Soon, she temporarily faded away her swollen appearance and gradually shrank. She was a thin woman with tattoos on her face... on her face.

"Witch." Jiang Qiyun said lightly: "I was spiritual during my lifetime, saved up opportunities, and then did evil again to reduce my blessings and longevity. Now, the Japanese are here to personally support you and go to the evil ghost path for a walk."

The woman was stunned and asked hesitantly: "Who are you?"

"It's useless to know, take it away." Jiang Qiyun said to the Ghost Gate, and the chains suddenly tightened like lightning, and instantly pulled the ghost into it-

A trace of blue-black smoke fell on the ground like a strand of hair, melting into the water stains on the floor, dripping downstairs along the stairs.

Jiang Qiyun frowned deeply and whispered: "It's so difficult!"

I was a little surprised. Could it be that Jiang Qiyun took action personally and failed?

"Is there anything in the water?" I asked.

He frowned and sighed: "There is no resentment. This woman was a witch when she was alive. She knew some ways to seize the fortune of heaven and earth to escape the detention of the Secret. Her resentment fell into the water, and now it has been immersed in the gaps on the floor and disappeared in the soil... This building cannot be taken, it must be pushed out and exposed."

But……

I looked at the two corpses at my feet helplessly, shook my head and said, "It's not that simple... I'll try to notify the police first."

Jiang Qiyun didn't want me to be plagued by mundane affairs, so I wrote a note that made the little ghost worker fall into the village security room and soon discovered the tragedy in the house.

The murder of a person with a gun immediately alarmed his superiors. I contacted the person in charge of the investigation by the superiors through the title of special consultant and explained the situation. The jewels and jades dug out were statutory and sent to the cultural relics management department.

After staying for a few days, we quietly returned to the Shen family. The chief manager lowered his head and admitted his mistake. Shen Qingrui still looked like he was stammering his neck.
Chapter completed!