Unexpectedly, after that, the Ye family began to stay in a state of turmoil. It was obviously very dry weather but it was wet everywhere. There were various rhythmic knocks in the middle of the night. Some were like knocking on the door, and some were like whipping. It was useless to hire many mages, and the escaped servants would die suddenly in the middle of the way. Until one night, people in the town heard the sound of gongs and drums in Ye's house, and they were busy all night, but no one dared to see what was going on. Then the next day, they found that the people in the house had been dead for a long time.

He died in a very terrifying manner, his face was revealed, his eyes were prominent, as if he was suffocated. Judging from the large pool of water on each bed, it would be better to say that he was drowned. He was drowned in his own bed in the year of a severe drought, and the butler's body jumped up like a corpse when he touched it.

Only Miss Ye and his son have different ways of dying - the mother was hung in the middle of the lobby wearing a red wedding dress, her tongue spitting out very long, and the child was roasted like charcoal by fire, but only a pair of eyes were left unconsciously open. But this was not over, and the people in the town were constantly harassed. Either the people inside and outside the door saw other things behind the other party, or the objects in the home would speak for no reason, and although no one was killed, they were not at peace.

After several years of trouble, everyone wanted to leave their hometown. A very young Taoist priest came here and saw that he was very resentful. So he carved a strange spell on a stone sword and threw it to the place where the scholar was sinking into the river. Only then did the place where the past peace was restored.

"Do you think 'it' is that scholar?" Xiao Xia looked at her arm, and there was a layer of goose bumps on it.

"Eight out of ten." Ruan Zhan feasted, and felt a little vengeful pleasure at Xiao Xia's frightened expression. "I guess it has a hundred years of grudges, and the people here are conservative and simple. Such a big thing has happened in the past hundred years. You think, if it weren't for the rare and sensational, how could I find out so easily about such a long time?"

"God, I thought the resentful spirits were all women!"

"It can be seen that men and women in the world are bullied. Haven't you heard Li Jingming talk about his own situation?"

"But although Li Jingming has similarities with it, it is not the same. Besides, he also had the responsibility at that time, why did he be so unscrupulous and stayed silently! There was also Miss Ye who didn't like him and sent him away, so why did he abuse him and humiliate him? You said, is he really going to kill his wife or be framed?"

"There is more framing."

"It's really hard to kill him, why would you be so angry about him? This scholar has also taken revenge. Why is resentment still immortal for a hundred years? It's also true!" Xiao Xia felt a little sympathetic to the scholar, and felt that he did too much later. This is the so-called 'poor people must have hateful things'. Especially now it is even more harmful to people.

Seeing Xiaoxia wishful thinking there, Ruan Zhan couldn't help but interrupt her from being out of reality.

"Its resentment is too deep, how can it be considered according to common sense? If it is a human, it means extreme paranoia in psychology. Unless it has a great enlightenment and untie the knot, it must be eliminated before it can end."

Xiao Xia thought about Ruan Zhan's words and suddenly felt that the story was no longer a distant matter, but a problem they were urgently trying to solve. However, she didn't know whether Ruan Zhan had the magic power of the young Taoist priest a hundred years ago.

"What are we going to do?" she asked.

"I'm waiting for thousands of miles to check in to ship the diving equipment, and then go down the river to see if it's what I guessed - the sword spell on the stone sword has weakened with the passage of time and the scholar's resentment deepens, and Li Jingming's new resentment gave the final power to relieve it." He also wanted to see what else in the river, because he always felt that the bottom of the river was not just that simple.

"Why didn't that Taoist priest kill him directly back then?"

"Maybe he doesn't want to do it so well, or the ghost is so resentful that he can't do anything about it."

Xiao Xia didn't speak, and blamed the Taoist priest who did not do anything thoroughly, otherwise they wouldn't have to worry today, and Li Jingming's family wouldn't be killed. And what she was worried about was that the scholar ghost was so powerful a hundred years ago, and it wasn't even stronger now? Will this make her and Ruan Zhan's life be over? And Ruan Zhan was considering that when he had no ability to subdue the evil ghost, he could only take one step at a time, and he had to estimate how to save his life if he really couldn't beat it.

The two of them were in sank for a long time, and Xiaoxia asked, "When will the equipment arrive?"

"Just this, two days." Ruan Zhan said: "In order to avoid attracting attention, I have to do it at night."

"Then what am I doing?"

"Just stay in the hotel and don't make trouble."

Xiaoxia gave Ruan Zhan a blank look in dissatisfaction, but did not refute. Then the two settled the bill and returned to the hotel, and were speechless along the way. When they arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Xiaoxia suddenly asked: "You said, did that Miss Ye love scholars?"

"What do you love? I think she just saw that the scholar was honest and easy to play with, so she chose him."

"No, I think she loved him. But she couldn't see her heart clearly, and she loved her too short."

Ruan Zhan looked at Xiaoxia strangely, thinking that it was almost time to do so. A slightly careless decision would cost several people's lives, but she was still thinking about the love that was dispensable a hundred years ago.

woman!

At this time, a light breeze blew in the night wind, as if a resentful sigh blew on Xiaoxia's hair, thanking her for a little sympathy after a hundred years.

As soon as the equipment for Wanli shipment arrived, Ruan Zhan became busy.

He first stood in the room and observed the entire river with a telescope. He then took a strange tool to go around the river bank, chose the location to get into the water at night, and then carefully checked various equipment. Finally, he stayed in the room and thought quietly, without saying a word, and did not eat supper until midnight.

When he finally moved, Xiao Xia breathed a sigh of relief. She made Ruan Zhan nervous and excited during the seriousness all day, and always felt that something big was about to happen.

"I really don't need my help?" she asked kindly.

"If you insist on running to the bank of the cold wind to make trouble, I can't do anything about it."

Xiao Xia was filled with air.

It’s one thing to be full of justice, and being loyal is also good, but she didn’t dare to let her go to the empty river bank in the middle of the night to watch the wind. But this person knew that she didn’t have the courage to do this, but he deliberately wanted to mock her, and his heart was unforgivable. Xiao Xia simply ignored Ruan Zhan in anger, but she couldn’t bear it for a long time. When she saw Ruan Zhan cut her finger and drew strange words on several pieces of yellow paper with blood, she couldn’t help asking: “Why do you need to use blood?”

"The blood curse is stronger."

"But - isn't that paper in water useless? Or do you stick it on the shore?"

"I said it can be used if it can be used." He replied while writing, and then considering the power of this evil ghost, he decided to write a few more pictures, so he cut his other finger.

Xiao Xia was frightened by the side, and slowly came over and said flatteringly: "Don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts!" Ruan Zhan stopped and looked at Xiao Xia very seriously, "Otherwise, cutting the blood on your neck will be better."

Seeing him gritting teeth with a bloody knife, Xiao Xia was startled and hurriedly stayed away a little, but then she knew that Ruan Zhan was joking. But this time she didn't mind because she knew that he was not as unreliable as she was in this situation, and she felt that her chances of winning were greater, so she was quite happy.

Ruan Zhan finished writing intently, then took out a small cardboard box and handed it to Xiaoxia. "If you hold this, if there is any danger, crush the outer layer of wax, it will be fine."

Today he felt uneasy when he was silent, and he was not relieved to leave Xiao Xia alone, so he gave her the Blood Wood Sword he used in preparation for the critical moment. The evil ghost's bone burial place was taken away by someone, and it would definitely be sensible. He believed that it would come quickly, and a big fight would be inevitable. This is why he must not let Xiao Xia be on the scene. If it finds that Xiao Xia is hiding, it may not be necessary to attack her. At least he can find a way to run away when he is in danger. If she encounters a fierce evil that is burning in anger, there will be only a dead end. That level of resentment, her baby amulet cannot protect her. Since he promised Wanli that would make her safe, he would definitely not let her have something to do.
Chapter completed!