The man behind the scenes are gone, and even if the ghosts in this room are strong in resentment, they can't cause any storm. As for the other people in the room, the old Taoist priest probably has some way of doing it. After seeing them suppressing the matter, he immediately poured several pills into his mouth to regulate his breathing. However, the anger he lost was not something that those pills could regulate his breathing. After this disaster, he probably wouldn't dare to swim around half a bucket of water again.

The liar was even worse. He lay weakly on the ground and couldn't even wail. He looked pale and his face was not to mention. I don't know how many mouthfuls he had bitten by the ghosts. Anyway, just what Deng Yang's Yin and Yang eyes saw, he was injured all over, and all of them hurt his internal organs. I don't know if the money he earned from cheating before could be killed in the hospital. I can let him live for two more years.

The two of them were in a pretty good condition. Zhu Wenxian's wife and daughter had less yang energy than men. Those ghosts were more accessible. When Deng Yang went over to check, Zhu Wenxian's wife's body was already cold.

Deng Yang had met Zhu Wenxian's wife when he came before. She was very resentful. Typically, she was a fate of sitting in the Qisha. People with this kind of fate were decisive and irritable. They would do anything to achieve their goals. If they were a man, as long as they could suppress such fate, they would definitely be a hero. But if they were a woman, they would definitely be a situation where women were strong and men were weak. Therefore, this woman might have more trouble with the Zhu family than her husband.

The daughter, who was protected by her, was just unconscious. Deng Yang stuffed a pill into the girl's mouth, which temporarily saved her life. But the little girl was not clean. Although she had no blood evil spirit on her body, her yin energy was extremely heavy. It is estimated that the little girl had squandered the dirty money that the Zhu family earned. A girl in her teens probably had to wear more than 100,000 in bracelets on her hand. If she spent too much money from the wrong source, it was no wonder that she would be infected with the yin energy of this body.

As for Zhu Wenxian, if you want to say it is miserable, he is still alive, if you want to say it is not miserable, it would be better to die like his wife. He was not covered with any skin on his body. When the group of ghosts bit him, they didn't know if they wanted to torture him severely. The wound was not deep and there was no worry about life, but the thousands of yin energy penetrated into the internal organs bit by biting the wound. As long as he lived for one day, the taste of life was worse than death would have to bear for one day.

After checking the current situation, Deng Yang sighed invisibly, then looked at Si Yang. What should he do next? Of course, he listened to Si Yang.

Si Yang didn't plan to continue to torture: "You can do whatever you should do."

Deng Yang nodded, but Li Zezhi, who was beside him, suddenly said: "Master, there is no little girl here."

Si Yang said: "You go to the second room on the left of the upper floor to carry the pot of orchids down."

Li Zezhi quickly did as he did, but after running two steps, he stopped timidly: "Master, I, am I going alone?"

Si Yang raised his eyebrows slightly: "You still want me to accompany you?"

Li Zezhi glanced at Deng Yang, and Deng Yang immediately turned his head.

Li Zezhi gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go!" Then he ran away, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him. In less than a minute, he ran down with orchids in his arms, probably running in one breath. As soon as he stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, he started to breathe heavily.

Si Yang took the flower and smashed it directly on the ground. The orchid that had already been offered to the price of millions was kicked away by him like a weed, and then he found a wooden sign the size of a little finger in the pile of flower soil.

When the wooden sign was turned out, although Deng Yang didn't see anything, he had a headache and his mind was buzzing. On the contrary, Li Zezhi felt nothing and stared at him curiously.

Si Yang gently stroked the wooden sign, and Deng Yang felt a powerful force wrapped around the wooden sign being broken, and the aura that made him a headache also dissipated. Deng Yang then looked closer: "Is this carved Sanskrit?"

Although the wooden sign is a very small piece, it is carved with dense fonts, which looks like Sanskrit. However, he has no research on Sanskrit and has not understood what is written on it.

Si Yang said: "This should be a very ancient scripture. At least the scriptures known on the market today do not match the content carved on it. The main meaning of this is to transform the soul."

Deng Yang was stunned: "What is soul transformation?" He had never heard of this before.

However, Si Yang looked carefully for a while before saying: "Soul-suppressing one's own self-confidence, turning resentment into spirits, replacing life, and unclear karma."

Li Zezhi was confused and could not understand at all.

Deng Yang frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "What a poisonous way."

Li Zezhi was curious: "What does it mean? Is this brand the thing that Xiao Ya said to trap her?"

Deng Yang explained to him: "This wooden sign is made of thousand-year-old Yin wood. This Yin wood does not refer to the kind of dark wood that can still be found in the world today, but a coffin made of thousand-year-old iron wood. In ancient times, the coffin made of this wood was for people who were extremely evil in their lifetime, or those who had great resentment and evil spirits when they died. In order to prevent such people from turning into evil spirits after death, they were suppressed by this thousand-year-old iron wood. Moreover, the tomb form must be buried in a special way, so that the dead's corpse will not be transformed for thousands of years and will never be reborn. The people who were executed and buried in this way can see how deep the resentment they will have. The coffin was soaked with such resentment for thousands of years, so that it could become this true thousand-year-old Yin wood."

"The people of the Zhu family probably killed people in a special way and sealed the soul of the dead in the wooden sign. The ghost was tortured by Yin Wood day and night, and his resentment naturally increased day by day. The scriptures carved on the wooden sign transformed this resentment into a force that could change people's fortunes. What's even more cruel is that the price required for changing fortunes in another day was suppressed and fed back to the soul itself by the scriptures. The person who cast the spell would probably not be involved at all."

Deng Yang said, but felt a little contradictory: "Brother Si Yang, you said that your karma is unclear, so why did Zhu Guohao die after being retaliated?"

Si Yang said: "This method cannot be used by ordinary people because they do not have the ability to control this power, unless he is a Tianshi using this method to change his fortune. It has been a long time for ordinary people like Zhu Guohao to last for a few years, and the scriptures themselves are incomplete. I am afraid that they have been completely incomplete and were later deciphered and filled. Moreover, if Zhu Guohao is not backfired, how can these ghosts suppressed in the wooden sign come out? If they don't come out, how can that person know whether the ghost king he made is successful?"

Deng Yang's expression became more and more serious when he heard this: "The Zhu family's affairs started seven or eight years ago. If someone really uses such evil methods to give birth to the Ghost King and can control them, it would be terrible."

He could not even think about what would happen if someone created a bunch of ghost kings by using such a vicious way. In recent years, as China became stronger and stronger, it became more and more thorns in other countries' eyes. No matter how harmonious the diplomacy was on the surface, the small actions in private never stopped. But no matter what, everything was always on the edge. It can be said that it was always on the edge to test it. If something happened, everyone could solve it privately, just like the two Japanese who entered the country rashly last time.

But if someone refines the wronged soul into the ghost king in China, this level is too much higher. But now I don’t know whether this person is a “person” who has taken the wrong path or another country who is ambitious enough to go to heaven.

Si Yang could not understand Deng Yang's worries. The man behind him was like a child playing with sand. He was exhausted and exhausted there. If he wanted to do so, he could slap him in a slap.

After looking through the wooden sign in his hand twice, Si Yang flipped it out of thin air and turned a small bowl out of thin air. The white jade bowl was only the size of a palm, and it was transparent and flawless. Under the light, it was slightly shining with soft fluorescent light. Even those who don’t know how to do it can see that exquisiteness and expensiveness.

Deng Yang was slightly stunned, as if he was thinking of something, and couldn't help but look shocked. However, Li Zezhi looked in Si Yang's hand curiously, as if he wanted to see where the bowl was taken out.

Si Yang ignored them and put the wooden sign in the jade bowl, and sprinkled some cinnabar on it. The wooden sign suddenly seemed to be corroded by something, and white foam appeared and sizzled.

Deng Yang looked at the crimson cinnabar with a slightly different aura and couldn't help but say, "Brother Si Yang, this cinnabar is not an ordinary cinnabar, right?"

Si Yang said: "Well, I mixed some spiritual sand, one gram, one million, the price is bargain."

Deng Yang: "..." Poverty restricted his imagination.

After a while, Deng Yang suddenly turned sideways, and a little girl held herself and squatted in the seat he was standing just now. Deng Yang put a talisman on the little girl to help her show her appearance. Li Zezhi was shocked when he saw the little girl who suddenly appeared, and then rushed forward in surprise: "Xiao Ya!"

Unfortunately, he was completely out of nowhere. He could see Xiao Ya but couldn't touch her.

With the help of the talisman, Xiao Ya's weak soul body slowly condensed a little, and she looked up at Li Zezhi. Her empty eyes looked very strange. It seemed that after a while, she recognized the person in front of her. Her whole voice was empty and cold and shouted: "Brother Dasheng."

Li Ze knew that he could not touch Xiao Ya, so he squatted in front of him, choking with red eyes and said, "Xiao Ya, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Is there anything trapping you?"

Xiao Ya pulled the corner of her mouth, as if she smiled at him: "It's not uncomfortable anymore, thank you brother Dasheng, I knew you would come to save me."

Xiao Ya has only been dead for a few months. Even though she was trapped in Yinmu, she has not been tortured for too long. Compared with the ghosts who have died for several years, her mind is still clear. Deng Yang just tried to ask those ghosts, but unfortunately they are almost gone. They are just a group of little ghosts who are still unknown and can't ask anything they want.

Seeing that Xiaoya could still recognize people, he asked her: "Xiaoya, tell me, how did you die."

If ordinary people encounter ghosts, they will definitely not be able to ask this. The reason why a person becomes a ghost after death is not only deliberately made by others, but that is his own obsession. The biggest obsession of most ghosts is their own death. Once this kind of question is asked, it touches on what the ghost is most reluctant to face, then it will go wild, and even harmless ghosts will be confused and hurt people.

However, there are two celestial masters here, so naturally I wouldn't be afraid of a little devil who has only been dead for a few months. In order to figure out the whole thing, I can only ask this question.

Fortunately, Xiao Ya's soul power was probably consumed by the wooden sign. In addition, she was young and only had obsession with her relatives when she died, but she didn't have much to do with herself, so she still had rationality.

In Xiao Ya's intermittent answers, they roughly figured out the whole story.

Zhu Guohao himself is a carpenter, and he is still passed down from his ancestral craftsmanship. He did not learn from regular schools. Zhu Guohao actually didn't have much ability. His father was also honest craftsmen. The method of being a lewd person was still what Zhu Guohao heard his grandfather tell the story when he was a child.

Later, I saw that every household was getting better and better. Whether it was building houses or making furniture, people gradually went to professional companies and would not look for craftsmen like him who were passed down from his ancestors. Later, I heard my son say that the wood industry was getting harder and harder to do. With the development of information, many things were almost on the surface. The price was not enough to play with much water, so I could only compete for quality and low prices.

At that time, Zhu Wenxian had just gotten married, and his wife was a strong man again. Zhu Wenxian had a small company. Not to mention making a fortune, she could at least maintain a good meal and clothing. However, his wife always thought that he could not do things, had a big career, and was incompetent, and could not even make money for milk powder in the future.

As I talked too much, the family naturally became uneasy. As the child was born, the expenses became greater and greater. Later, Zhu Guohao became interested and began to put some things at home that could help money.

Originally, Zhu Guohao didn't believe in these things. He came from the old era of the past, and had never seen many such things. At the beginning, he had a purely try-out mentality. Unexpectedly, his son received a big order a few days later. Although there was not much oil and water, he still made a profit. Since then, Zhu Guohao has begun to indulge in these things.

Later, Zhu Guohao was lucky and found something in the antique market that seemed to have just been dug out of the soil. It was a wooden box, which was very exquisite in workmanship, but the price was not cheap. At that time, Zhu Guohao didn't know why he wanted it very much, so he bought it at all costs. After taking it home, he played at home every day. Then one day, he found a secret lattice in it, which contained a wooden sign carved with ancient Sanskrit and a piece of incomplete parchment.

There are some secret techniques recorded on parchment, which are evil and vicious, but the benefits are so touching.

The first person who was poisoned by Zhu Guohao was his orphan entrusted by his uncle from his hometown in his rural area. He was a girl in his twenties who had never left the village in his life and had never studied much. Seeing that the Zhu family had developed some family background in the city, he thought that he was old and could not take care of her for long, so he wanted to arrange his granddaughter before he died. Even if he was a nanny in the city, it would be a way out.

Then this girl became Zhu Guohao's first target.

In the Zhu family villa, there is also a basement, and there is an altar in the basement, which worships the unknown evil god painted on the parchment paper. It was carved by Zhu Guohao himself after he became a family, and there are also a series of murder tools.

According to the method recorded on parchment, the living sacrificer is worshipped on the altar in front of the statue of the evil god. Without any water and rice for three days, the blood of the human being is dried after three days. The released blood must be soaked in the wooden sign, and the blood will be slowly absorbed by the wooden sign. What's amazing is that as long as the wooden sign is placed in the blood, the blood can remain fresh until it is sucked clean.

The corpse is refined into corpse oil according to the method written on parchment paper, and then wipe the wooden signs with corpse oil three times in the morning, noon and evening. In this way, the wooden signs are buried in the soil where the planted plants are planted for forty-nine days, and the vitality of the plants is used to release the power converted by the wooden signs to change their fortunes.

Place the plants in the east direction, and after three months of supply, you can take out the wooden sign. Then you need to deal with the pot of flowers. It is best to hand them over to someone with excellent fortune, so that you can bring wealth to yourself and a life can ensure that you will be undefeated for the whole year.

When Xiao Ya talked about this, Deng Yang's face looked extremely ugly. There were nine ghosts in the whole house, including Xiao Ya. Except for the first girl who was killed, the others were all underage children. Judging from the size of those ghosts, the youngest ones were probably only two or three years old, and the older ones were only four or five years old. Where did these children come from? What other channels can there be except those who are abducted and trafficked? That is, even if the trafficked ones are killed, as long as the body is handled carefully, it will not be discovered.

Li Zezhi could no longer bear it. Although his life was very poor, it was considered simple. He had never heard of such crazy things. Looking at Xiao Ya who had become a ghost, Li Zezhi wiped the tears he was trying hard to hold: "How come there is such a cruel person? How could he do such a thing! It's so bad!"

Si Yang handed Deng Yang the wooden sign that had broken the evil magic: "I won't interfere with the next thing, you can handle it yourself."

Deng Yang nodded. If Si Yang hadn't been there today, I really didn't know how to end this matter. The biggest problem has been solved, so there is no need to bother Si Yang with the rest of the aftermath.

Just when they were dealing with the wooden sign, the liar and the old Taoist priest had already sneaked away, but no one had time to care about them. After this injury, they were afraid that some of them would suffer.

Seeing that the master was about to leave, Li Zezhi looked reluctant to speak but stopped. Si Yang said, "Do you want to stay?"

Li Zezhi looked at Xiao Ya and nodded: "I want to watch her leave."

Si Yang did not object and said to Deng Yang: "Then let him follow you to help."
Chapter completed!