There is one bad thing about living in a building, that is, you can't go downstairs to welcome guests. Although you want to try your best to curry favor with others, it is really disgusting to live in a building and go downstairs to welcome guests, and it will even have a negative effect.

However, Liang Jiming was still standing at the elevator door waiting for the distinguished guests. The door of the house was wide open. According to the ancients' practice, this was called the middle door. Unfortunately, now that Chinese people live in buildings, they have long forgotten all the meaningful etiquettes, and by the way, they also forget something called morality.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Dazhi was obviously stunned: "Lao Liang, what are you doing standing here? Are you going to go out?"

"No, no, I'm here to welcome the distinguished guests."

Jiang Dazhi curled his lips and Fang Shi smiled slightly: "Mr. Liang, right? Fortunately, I will."

"I dare not, it's because I am lucky that the master can visit the humble house. It's really a bright future. The bright future is bright, please, Master."

Liang Jiming bent over with a humble face, and the smile on his face was so sincere. He was much more enthusiastic than seeing his parents. There was a neighbor next door going out and looked at Director Liang in surprise, who usually had his eyes on his head. Of course, what was even more surprised was the two young men who made Director Liang bow down.

"Ah!~"

Liang Jiming was about to turn around Yanke when he suddenly heard a horrific scream from the door that was wide open a few meters away.

Liang Jiming was stunned, then suddenly his face changed. He no longer cared about the distinguished guests around him, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards his door. Fang Shi and Jiang Dazhi exchanged glances and followed quickly. After hesitating for a while, the neighbor standing by the elevator quietly walked towards the Liang family, where the door was wide open. Unfortunately, Jiang Dazhi closed.

Liang Jiming rushed into the room. He saw his wife's face turned pale, her eyes wide open, and her body raised her hand and pointed at the balcony with a trembling body.

"What's wrong, what happened... it's......"

Liang Jiming didn't need to ask anymore, because he had seen it. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling glass of his balcony, several kittens tied with their necks were swaying in the wind. Some kittens closed their eyes and had their limbs stiff. Some kittens were still scratching their limbs with their mouths and struggling with their limbs. The wide eyes exuded the fear and madness of dying.

"Old, old, husband..."

Liang Jiming only felt a cold air coming from behind, but he felt like he was falling towards a deep and cold ice cave. He subconsciously grabbed his wife's arm, not knowing whether he wanted to comfort his wife or get close to the crowd to keep warm. It seemed that after a long time, a scream came from behind.

"Damn, who is so perverted?!"

Jiang Dazhi looked at the lanyard kitten outside the balcony, which looked like a sunny doll. He couldn't help but take a breath. This behavior was too perverted. Jiang Dazhi felt a tumbling in his stomach and his heart was thrusting.

Jiang Dazhi's words made Liang Jiming and his wife come to their senses. Liang Jiming turned his head and looked at Jiang Dazhi Fang Shi, especially the calm Fang Shi, and his heart was inexplicably calmed down.

"Call the police, call the police immediately!" Seeing that his wife was not moving, Liang Jiming urged dissatisfiedly: "Go and call the police!"

"I, my feet are weak, whimper..."

Liang Jiming is actually a little weak in his legs, but he can't show his timidity at this time.

"No, I've called the police."

After Fang Shi said this, he walked forward and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the balcony. He looked up at the three kittens who had completely died. They should be very ordinary kittens or wild cats. Judging from their physical form, they should not have grown up.

Fang Shi opened the glass door, walked to the side of the balcony, stretched his head out and looked. In fact, he didn't have to do this at all. He had just used ghost control skills and he had confirmed that it was done by a young man upstairs. Now he was standing on the balcony and looking down. Seeing Fang Shi stretching his head out from one side, he grinned, and actually stretched out his hand to pull a rope, trying to swing the kitten to Fang Shi to scare Fang Shi.

Fang Shi shrank back. He had already thrown an appraisal technique at the moment. The man was obviously not very normal. The color of mental power was not white but gray.

Fang Shi turned around and walked back, closing the glass door on the balcony. At this time, Jiang Dazhi also came to his senses and pointed to the outside of the balcony and asked, "Lao Liang, are you asking my brother to come for this?"

Fang Shi looked at Liang Jiming strangely: "It should be more useful to find the police in this matter, right?"

Liang Jiming pulled his wife and helped her weak wife to sit on the sofa. Then he asked Fang Shi and Jiang Dazhi to sit down on the sofa. Then he said, "The purpose of my invitation to the master is not for this. The young man upstairs in our house doesn't know what's wrong recently. He often does things to harass his neighbors, but he has never been as excessive as he is today."

Liang Jiming's wife heard her husband call Fang Shi respectfully, and couldn't help but stare at Fang Shi. It seemed that only in this way could she dispel the fear in her heart. However, on the corners of her eyes, she could still see a few cat corpses swaying in the wind, and the fear in her heart would still uncontrollably emerge.

Jiang Dazhi said with some dissatisfaction: "Why don't his family send him to the hospital?"

"Why didn't you send it? I've been sent. After the examination, the doctor said it was okay. It had nothing to do with mental illness. It was purely the person's own bad taste. It's fine if he usually had those pranks, but today... this is too much!"

Fang Shi nodded: "This is left to the police for handling. The security guard downstairs just now has discovered it."

"It should have been dealt with like this!" Liang Jiming said angrily.

Fang Shi smiled and said, "Mr. Liang, let's talk about the serious business, although it seems a bit inappropriate now."

"No, no, the master rarely takes time. Actually, that's the case. Our family is not at peace recently."

Jiang Dazhi straightened his waist curiously, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were a little excited.

Fang Shi asked lightly: "Why is it not so peaceful?"

"That's right, I just occasionally see some unclean things at home."

As he said that, Liang Jiming's face turned a little pale, and his wife's face could no longer be pale, and it simply turned blue. This state looks very worrying.

"Is it unclean? Are you talking about ghosts or something?"

"I don't know either." Liang Jiming's voice trembled a little. Obviously, he was still a little scared when talking about this: "Those things wander around the walls of the house and make strange sounds, just like howls and curses that are extremely painful."

Fang Shi nodded, turned his head and slowly glanced at Liang Jiming's home, and then looked at the top of his head and feet, with a look of thought on his face. When Jiang Dazhi saw it, he swallowed the words he had said for the time being. Liang Jiming also looked at Fang Shi with some nervousness. Although his wife looked at Fang Shi, she couldn't help looking at the balcony.

"You haven't found anyone to see it?"

"No, I don't understand these things. Later, my friend said that Mr. Jiang knew Master Fang, and Master Fang is the leading master in Pengcheng, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Shi nodded to show that he understood.

"Actually, the problem is very simple. It is in this house. If you have other places to live, you might as well move out of here for a while."

Liang Jiming nodded suspiciously, and then asked in confusion: "Master means that this place will be clean after a while?"

Fang Shi didn't explain and nodded, "Well, that's what it means, and you will be able to calm down here after a while."

"Why is this? Do those ghosts and monsters leave when they see no one?"

Jiang Dazhi really wanted to give this cadre a lesson. Your child is still an atheist. He is not embarrassed enough to be weird all day long. He knows that there are no ghosts and gods in this world. These are just natural phenomena caused by hallucinations or evil spirits.

However, before Jiang Dazhi could speak, Fang Shi spoke first: "You can understand this too. Think about it, why didn't these guys come before, but they just came recently? I guess you probably won't find these unclean things for more than three months, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Liang Jiming was very happy to tell the facts in one mouthful. Seeing that the famous Wuxu scholar still makes sense, this young guy who is a little too young is capable, Liang Jiming couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

"So, these guys stay in one place for a short time, and they will leave soon."

Liang Jiming nodded, as if he was relieved, and his face gradually recovered from some blood color, but his wife suddenly pulled his sleeve: "No, it's gone."

"What's gone?"

"Cat, the cat is gone!"

Fang Shi raised his hand and pointed to the balcony. Liang Jiming turned his head and looked at it. The cats were indeed gone. Liang Jiming breathed a sigh of relief, but he found that his wife was shaking even harder. This was strange. The cat corpse disappeared. What else could she be afraid of?

“The invisible threat is sometimes more terrifying than the visible ones.”

Fang Shi smiled and explained his wife's mentality to Liang Jiming. Liang Jiming suddenly realized that his wife was frightened. If Fang Shi and the others were not here, he might have been the same as his wife. However, the few dead cats would definitely not scare the couple like this. The most important thing is that they have been scared by the ghosts at home, so they are becoming more and more timid.

"Master, then as you wish, we will be fine as long as we move out?"

"Yes, of course, this is the easiest and most effective method. All you spend is time and you can use rituals to drive away these things, which will cost you some money."

"Please forgive me for being rude. I wonder how much reward will it take if the master takes action?"

Fang Shi smiled and waved his hand: "I won't pay you, you just need to donate a sum of money to the charity."

“The master is so noble…”

"It's past."

Fang Shi stopped Liang Jiming from flattering. If he was really arrogant, he would be well deserved, but unfortunately he was not.

Seeing that his flattery hit the horse's legs, Liang Jiming laughed dryly and soon forgot about the defeat.

"How much is appropriate to donate? I don't know much about these market conditions."

"Your 30% of your net worth."

"What?!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!