"It's Jiang Buro......!" After listening to Liang Qiusheng and his two narratives, Zhang Luoye showed a deep expression on his face.

He was familiar with this Jiang Bulang. At that time, the Minister of War, the Minister of Rites and the Minister of Justice all had a good relationship with his grandfather. As the deputy of the Minister of Rites, Zhang Luoye naturally met him several times. In addition, after he entered the Imperial College, Jiang Bulang served as a literary teacher for a period of time as Zhang Luoye's teacher.

He originally didn't know that Jiangburo's hometown was here. Now that he has learned about it, he naturally has to visit it to find out about the mansion.

After hearing that Zhang Luoye was willing to help, Liang Qiusheng and the others were overjoyed. The reason why Zhang Luoye was willing to help was just to show mercy to them. After Uncle Jiu Mao Xiaojiu came back, they would have good words from both of them, so that they could pay homage to Mao Xiaojiu so that they would not be turned away.

After all, as a split sect, it is hard to guarantee that Mao Xiaojiu will not have any prejudice against himself, the nominal leader of Zhengyidao Sect.

At that moment, after Liang Qiusheng and his two men locked the doors and windows, they took Zhang Luoye straight to Jiang Bulang's mansion.

After turning several streets, a majestic and ancient mansion appeared in front of the three of them. Looking at the words "Jiang Mansion" engraved on the plaque, it was no surprise that this was Jiang Bulang's home.

At this moment, a woman's shout came from a rice shop opposite Jiang's mansion: "Qiusheng, is Qiusheng? It's time to come. There is the white rice ordered by Jiang Bulang here, so you can send it to him."

"Okay." Liang Qiusheng responded, turned around and entered the rice shop. After a while, he pushed a truck full of white rice out.

Zhang Luoye glanced at the cart of white rice and asked in confusion: "Is there no servant in the Jiang family? How can I order rice, you have to deliver it in person?"

"You don't know this." Liang Qiusheng explained: "Jiangbu Lang is kind-hearted. He has been an official for so many years and has never been corrupt. Even if he resigns now, he insists on living a poor life. Seeing that there is no mansion, is there not even a guard? Otherwise, Miss Jiang would not have to choose rice in person every time. However, it is precisely because of this that I am lucky to know Miss Jiang. This has to be said to be our fate."

"So, so do I." Wu Wencai didn't have Liang Qiusheng's eloquence, so he had to follow him.

"After all, Jiang Bulang has been an official, and it would be too much if he didn't even have the most basic guard." Zhang Luoye said to himself, but he didn't say anything anymore. After all, this is someone else's business.

‘Dongdongdongdongdong~’, after knocking hard on the door, the door was opened. An elderly butler stepped out, opened his hazy eyes and glanced back and forth at Zhang Luoye and the other two.

"Old butler, this is the rice ordered by your master. I've brought it to you." Liang Qiusheng said flatteringly.

"Ah, Mi... Yes, yes, it seems that this is the case. But this young man is very......" After a few snorting, the old housekeeper suddenly looked in the direction of Zhang Luoye.

"Zhang Luoye is a student of Jiang Bulang's teaching in the Imperial College. He passed by this county and came to visit him." Zhang Luoye bowed and said with a smile.

"Is the Imperial College? The master has indeed taught there before. It seems that you are really his student. Let's do this, Qiu Sheng, you two push the rice to the kitchen. Mr. Zhang, you and I will wait in the hall. I will go to report to the master now." The old butler said after thinking about it.

"Trouble." Zhang Luoye said with a smile, following the old housekeeper and walking towards the hall, while Liang Qiusheng and the others pushed the rice cart towards the direction of the kitchen.

When they arrived at the hall, Zhang Luoye sat down in a chair, the old housekeeper hurriedly stepped back and obviously went to report to Jiang Bulang.

After a while, seeing that a cup of tea had been drunk, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the hall, as if there were a large number of people. In less than a moment, a few figures appeared in the hall.

The leader is a half-year-old man in Confucian uniform. His face is extremely pale, but the elegant atmosphere on his body is not to be ignored. Needless to say, this person is Jiang Bulang.

The second person is a young man dressed as a scholar. He is handsome, but the only disadvantage is that he looks a little thin.

The third person is also a young man dressed as a scholar. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. Compared to the thin second person, he looks very magnificent, and he is obviously an open-minded person.

After the three, a beautiful girl followed closely with a maid. It seemed that she should be Jiang Bulang's daughter and her maid.

After introductions between the two sides, Zhang Luoye realized that the handsome young man was Tao Wangsan, and the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was Zhu Erdan. Like Tao Wangsan, Zhu Erdan was also a scholar in the county.

Zhang Luoye bowed deeply to Jiang Bulang and said, "Teacher Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Bulang hurriedly held Zhang Luoye's shoulder and said tremblingly: "How can Your Highness make such a great gift? It's really a shame. Besides, I am no longer a teacher in the Imperial College. In theory, I have to bow to Your Highness to the courtesy."

Zhang Luoye said, "The old saying goes, 'A day is a teacher and a father for life', and this ceremony is right." Jiang Bulang could not say that Zhang Luoye was so he had to let him go.

After Zhang Luoye finished the ceremony, Tao Wangsan, who was beside him bowed and said, "I often heard Mr. Jiang mention His Highness's affairs, saying that His Highness is a master of literature and martial arts, talented as a general, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He knows astronomy, geography, and divination. He knows everything. When he sees him today, although he cannot get a glimpse of His Highness's skills, his highness's charm really impresses Wangsan."

"Brother Tao expressed my thoughts. I wonder if your Highness can show off a few tricks so that we can study and study?" Zhu Erdan, who was beside him, said with his eyes glowing.

"This..." Zhang Luoye looked embarrassed.

Jiang Bulang smiled and said, "Your Highness, just show your skills. These two boys often look high and far, so that they can know that there are people outside of people and there is heaven outside of heaven."

"Okay." Zhang Luoye had no choice but to nod, and then performed in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and then had a dragon-like and tiger-like poetry competition with the two.

After a while, the two of them raised their heads and sighed: "Today I finally saw that there is no limit to the sea of ​​knowledge and there are people outside of us. We are convinced of our loss."

Zhang Luoye smiled and said, "You two have been awarded too much. What level are you at? You know best. In terms of skills, there are more people who are better than me."

Just like that, after saying a while, Zhang Luoye's face turned right and talked about the purpose of the visit.

When Jiang Bulang heard this, his face changed slightly and said, "Your Highness, no, that mansion is extremely unknown. Several servants have died mysteriously so far. I cannot let Your Highness take risks."

"Teacher Jiang is too worried. I didn't say I was going to the mansion. It was just that a friend of mine took a fancy to that place and asked me to come and ask." Zhang Luoye lied.

"So that's it." Jiang Bulang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Zhu Erdan, who was standing beside him, asked, "Mr. Jiang, I have heard of the matter about the mansion, but I don't know if I can tell you."

Jiang Bulang sighed lightly and said, "Actually, there is nothing to say. This mansion was bought for me when I was young. My father had not lived for a few days. He left it here for more than ten years because he passed the imperial examination in Beijing. Now I resigned. I originally wanted to clean up as a place to live for old age, but I didn't expect that after living there for only a few days, I would make a ghost. My family was worried about my safety, so I had to buy another place. I left only one servant to guard it, but I didn't expect that the servant died unexpectedly before the time was not long. After that, several servants were hired, and they all died one after another. I had no choice but to abandon it."

"Oh, but I don't know why the haunted monster method is? I hope I can tell you in detail." Zhang Luoye asked after thinking about it.

Jiang Buro did not hide it, and briefly said the strange things that happened in his residence. His daughter also added some content. It sounded like some monsters disturbing people, and it was no longer related to the death of the servant.

"Then, how did those servants die? What did the government say?" Zhang Luoye asked again.

"I'm afraid that your Highness will not believe this when it comes to it." Jiang Bulang sighed softly.

"Teacher, it's okay." Zhang Luoye said lightly.

When Jiang Bulang heard this, he glanced at Zhang Luoye and then said with a strange look on his face: "There are no signs of fatal injuries on their bodies, but the organs in their bodies have been seriously corroded, as if they were soaked in sulfuric acid."

"How could it be?" Zhu Erdan said in surprise: "When the body is damaged, why is there no trace on the surface?"

"That's why I said it's hard to believe." Kangbero sighed softly again.

"Mr. Jiang is just afraid that he will think too much. Where can there be ghosts in this world?" Tao Wangsan said suddenly.

"Mr. Tao, this is what we have seen with our own eyes, and there is absolutely no lie." Jiang Bulang's daughter interrupted.

"That's it." Jiang Bulang's daughter's maid also nodded.

"I didn't mean to offend Miss Jiang." Tao Wangsan analyzed: "It's just that Xiaosheng thought that the so-called demons and ghosts were just people's imaginations about gods and unknown fears, and they should not be true. In this case, Xiaosheng wrote a "Continuation of the No Ghosts", which contained Xiaosheng's views on demons and ghosts."

As he spoke, Tao Wangsan took out several books with full text in his arms and handed them to everyone present.

After everyone took a closer look, they all praised it. Jiangbu Langzan said: "Yes, in ancient times, Ruan Zhan, a native of the Jin Dynasty, wrote "The Theory of No Ghosts", and now there are three works of "The Theory of No Ghosts". Looking at the length and the meaning of the words and sentences, it can be regarded as a superior article. However, Wangsan, although it is inappropriate to say this from the mouth of me, a person who has read the books of sages, it is definitely not groundless to pass on the demons and ghosts to be passed on into people's mouths. It must be a real thing."

"Mr. Jiang, why don't we make a bet. If I can spend three days safely in that mansion, I will win. I hope that Mr. will pay attention to the young student's views at that time." Tao Wangsan gritted his teeth and suddenly said firmly with his face.

"How can I play like this? No, it's too dangerous. If a mistake is made, it will be in danger of life." Jiang Bulang shook his head with a frown.

Tao Wangsan said, "Mr. Jiang, since Xiaosheng wrote "The Continuation of the No Ghosts", he already had the determination. Even if the teacher refused to agree, Xiaosheng would not give up. Besides, if there were really ghosts, would the teacher think they knew the article Xiaosheng wrote, would they let Xiaosheng go?"

"This..." Jiang Bulang was slightly stunned. Tao Wangsan's words were well-founded, which made it difficult for him to argue.

Zhang Luoye, who was standing beside him, did not make a sound, but he secretly replied in his heart. Tao Wangsan knew that he was a person who was a lie. He would be counterproductive when he was persuaded directly, but he would not make a mistake after leaving here. He would cast a spell to let him go home and sleep for a few days so that he would not hinder his group from going to the mansion to eliminate monsters.

Having an idea in his heart, Zhang Luoye said to Jiang Bulang: "By the way, Teacher Jiang, I have something to ask you for advice."

"Tell me." Jiang Bulang looked in the direction of Zhang Luoye.

"That's right, what kind of person was the previous owner of the mansion that Teacher Jiang and Ling Zun bought? Whose name is? Was it the original owner of the mansion or was it also purchased from others?" Zhang Luoye asked the question that he wanted to know in his heart.

After a little thought, Jiang Bulang said, "The last family's resident surnamed Qiao and lived with his relative Ruan's family. I heard that the only daughters of both families died unexpectedly, so he sold the mansion to my father at a low price. However, the original owner of the mansion was not Qiao Ruan's family. They bought this mansion from the master Cao named "Uncle Song Yu". I have asked them about Uncle Song Yu before and found that Uncle Song Yu also bought this mansion from the previous family. As for who Uncle Song Yu bought it from, it is no longer clear. After all, it was a few decades ago. Uncle Song Yu is no longer alive."

Zhang Luoye couldn't help frowning and secretly agreed in his heart that the two families of the previous family, the daughters of both parties died unexpectedly? It seems that this demon existed in the mansion earlier than these two families, and probably earlier than Uncle Song Yu, otherwise the mansion would not have sold the mansion to Qiao Ruan's two families. Unfortunately, Uncle Song Yu died early, otherwise he would have known some of the situation at that time and the reason why he wanted to sell the mansion.

Seeing that there was no reason to stay, Zhang Luoye hurriedly stood up and said goodbye. Tao Wangsan and Zhu Erdan were also thinking that way, so the three of them left Jiang Mansion together.

On the way, Zhang Luoye was talking to Tao Wangsan on the excuse, but in fact, a yellow talisman was secretly burning under the sleeve robe. Then, without notice, the sleeve robe shook slightly, and a smoke pounced on Tao Wangsan's face. The latter sucked in, and then said goodbye to the two of them in a daze. When he returned to his senses, he hurried to the mansion. At that time, Zhang Luoye had already removed the monsters in the mansion. Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it here.

After Tao Wangsan left, Zhu Erdan also said goodbye to Zhang Luoye. Zhang Luoye stared at his back with a musing look on his face. He always had a feeling that he would meet this person again.

Outside the door, Liang Qiusheng and the others who had been waiting for a long time came up to ask Zhang Luoye about the result of this trip.

Zhang Luoye briefly said what he found out. Liang Qiusheng couldn't help but touch his chin and said, "So, the ghost in the mansion had existed decades ago. If this is true, such a long time would be enough for it to cultivate to become a powerful skill. No wonder my junior brother and I have returned many times without success."

Wu Wencai, who was standing beside him, complained: "I said, Brother Zhang, you just wanted to find out such a little thing, which made us stay outside for so long?"

Zhang Luoye glanced at him and smiled and said, "Brother Wu, the military strategy says 'Know your enemy and yourself, and win every battle', let alone the monster that made you and Brother Liang come back many times without success. Don't you think it is necessary for me to figure out its origin so as to prescribe the right medicine?"

Wu Wencai rolled his eyes when he heard this and hummed, "What do you know and what win, so I hate scholars. So now you can figure out its origins and what medicine is right?"

"The origin is not clear, but." Zhang Luoye said in a turn of his voice: "What kind of demon is it, and he has some clues."

"Are you a lie? Just based on the information you inquired about, you can tell what type of demon it is?" A trace of disbelief flashed across Wu Wencai's stupid face.

"That's true." Zhang Luoye smiled and nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, then the demon might be a demon like a home demon."

"Hometown? What is that?" Wu Wencai was slightly stunned when he heard it.

Liang Qiusheng couldn't help but reach out and patted Wu Wencai on the head, and hummed, "You told you to work harder, but you don't listen. The so-called home monster refers to the monsters with self-consciousness produced by the house after years of popularity contact. Their original body must be the artifacts in the house, or the house itself may not be. Of course, it is not just the popularity contact. Those houses that have been abandoned may also produce monsters. However, compared with the former, the monsters produced by the latter have strong hatred since their birth. However, Brother Zhang, how did you judge?"

Zhang Luoye analyzed: "After this mansion flowed out of the original owner, it has experienced many residents, and almost every one of them has had an accidental death. If we judge from this point of view, the demon should be extremely fighting. However, except for the people living in the mansion, no other neighbors have died. Why is this? I'm afraid there is only one result, that is, this demon cannot live without the mansion."

"In addition, after the mansion flowed out of the original owner, although it passed through different guests, there was never a shortage of guests. It is said that the home demon produced by contacting people's anger in this way should be a good person, and it would never be so bloodthirsty. Another result of such contradictions is that this home demon is probably not transformed from objects, but from dead ghosts who have a strong attachment to the mansion!"

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