You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

A dark figure descended from the eighth floor.

Su Chen and the man made eye contact.

The man made a move and immediately subdued the shadowy figure.

Most of the spirits were getting anxious.

"Old Yu, let go of Old Yu!"

A small number of spirits wondered, "That's not right, how can he see Lao Yu?"

The boy who had been carrying the little yellow fish to find his mother came out.

"Uncle? Grandpa Yu? Uncle, please let go of Grandpa Yu! I, I, I don't want your gold anymore, please let go of Grandpa Yu..."

The man chuckled and pushed the boy away from his legs.

"I didn't intend to do anything to your Grandpa Yu."

The released shadowy soul trembled, and all the other souls scattered in fright.

In no time, not a single spirit remained in the hallway, and even the boy was dragged back by a spirit that had been hiding in a room.

Su Chen raised his hand and gradually drew away the murderous aura from the shadowy figure.

Seeing this, the man nodded affirmatively: "Your technique is quite good!"

"Mom, this uncle is like a mandarin duck..." the boy said excitedly from the doorway, but his mouth was quickly covered.

After all the malevolent energy was drawn away from the dark figure, a faint gray shadow floated in the air.

The familiar facial features made the group of spirits call out involuntarily.

"Old Yu, Old Yu, are you alright?"

"Are you alright, Lao Yu?"

"Old Yu, open your eyes and let us see, don't let anything happen!"

……

Old Yu slowly opened his eyes after being called repeatedly. He was stunned when he met Su Chen's and the man's gazes, and then looked down at himself.

"I, I am..."

"You were plagued by malevolent energy before, and rarely had a moment of clarity, right?" The man smiled. "Now that the malevolent energy has been removed, you can be yourself again."

He paused, then pointed to the eighth floor and asked, "What's going on up there? How come people die when they go up?"

Old Yu was momentarily bewildered, then quickly frowned and stared at him: "Are you... also masters?"

He then hurriedly reminded them, "You can't go up there, not even a master can."

Su Chen asked, "Did a master die up there?"

Lao Yu nodded.

The man looked at Su Chen: "Then we should definitely go up there."

"No, it won't work."

Old Yu rushed over to stop them.

"There's something really weird up there."

"Not only humans, but also cats, dogs, even rats and birds, will die if they go up there."

"Several masters came to perform rituals before, and they all died up there. There was nothing we could do, so the people in the building moved out. The staircase was originally sealed off."

"Someone opened it again recently, and now someone has died."

The man nodded: "Someone's dead. Let's go up and see what happened."

Before Lao Yu could speak, he said, "Don't worry, I'm a dead man anyway."

Lao Yu was stunned.

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, the man quickly went upstairs.

Su Chen was even faster; he took a step forward and was already on the eighth floor.

The eighth floor of the tenement building is different from the floors below.

There are no eight households here, only one large hall that has been opened up.

But as far as the eye could see, there were countless white bones.

Birds, mice, cats, and dogs—piled at least ten centimeters deep.

The man tried stepping on it, his calves were almost buried, and he shrugged at Su Chen.

"That's really weird."

"But I feel very comfortable here."

Su Chen: "..."

You've already said you're dead.

The yin energy here is so strong, it's naturally an extremely enjoyable experience.

He looked around but didn't notice anything unusual.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed.

"What? Want to die?" the man joked.

Su Chen nodded.

But he clearly didn't sense any energy fluctuations just now.

what happened?

The man raised an eyebrow: "It's not a formation, it's not an evil object."

Su Chen nodded: "This place is indeed a bit strange."

"That's sound?"

Su Chen paused for a moment: "That is indeed possible."

The man waved his hand, and the thick, thin, long, and short bones floated up.

He clenched his fist, and the bones instantly turned into powder, which quickly drifted out of the window with the wind.

The entire hall instantly became much cleaner.

Old Yu then floated up.

He was stunned by what he saw.

"you……"

"It's quite impressive."

"But I think you should go down now."

"There's something really weird about this place, I'm not kidding you."

Su Chen examined the area carefully, then asked without looking up, "Old Yu, when did the incidents start on the eighth floor? Before or after the murder of 19 people?"

Lao Yu: "After that."

“When something happened in the tenement building before, I came over to see what was going on. Later, after the case was investigated and those three households were sealed off, the whole tenement building started to be haunted within two days.”

"Anyway, what they said at the time was very detailed and the whole neighborhood knew about it. In order to eliminate the negative impact, they secretly invited a master to come."

"Back then, I was in charge of driving them around. The first master bumped into a pillar because he hadn't arranged his things properly."

Old Yu pointed to one of the pillars and said, "Look, it's right here."

“We were stopped and couldn’t go in. We watched as he was hit five or six times and his head was covered in blood. He collapsed, trembling, but he held on for a short while.”

"No one dared to go in and look. Someone used a bamboo pole with an iron hook to pull him out."

"Then everyone thought that the previous murderer was too fierce, so they went to inquire about powerful masters. Later, they invited two masters at once. I even accompanied them to buy cinnabar, a rooster, and a black dog. But this time, they stabbed each other in the back."

Old Yu was puzzled: "I still don't understand why those two brought knives when they came to perform the ritual. One of them even brought a pig-slaughtering knife."

Man: "Is it possible that he's not a master, but a pig butcher?"

Old Yu blinked.

"So how did you die?" Su Chen asked.

Upon hearing this, Lao Yu scratched his head and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you this, but many people know that we invited the master to perform the ritual the second time. There were a lot of people watching the spectacle on the stairs."

"As soon as the master died, everyone panicked and fled down the slope."

"The staircase is only this wide. Someone got squeezed and half of their body was thrown over the railing. I couldn't just pretend I didn't see it, so I pulled them out."

He sighed as he spoke, "Then I was pushed out too."

"They both fell straight down and died?"

Old Yu chuckled and nodded: "He died a rather tragic death, his face was completely disfigured."

A woman's voice came from downstairs: "Who told you, Lao Yu, to insist on watching? You should have just closed your eyes like me, then you wouldn't have been making those 'mmmmm' sounds..."

Lao Yu explained, "She's the one I wanted to help, but unfortunately I couldn't."

Su Chen nodded and looked at the man.

"Do you think there was something wrong with the master who started out?"

Su Chen pondered: "He certainly wouldn't seek his own death. I think the greater possibility is that it's a coincidence."

As he spoke, his brows furrowed again.

"Want to die again?"

Su Chen suppressed his inner turmoil: "This time I'm a bit irritable and want to vent."

Even a highly accomplished Xuan Master like him could be so greatly affected; no wonder Lao Yu said that the person died as soon as he arrived.

"If it's a coincidence," Su Chen walked towards the center of the hall, asking as he went, "Old Yu, the first master's things weren't taken away, were they?"

Lao Yu nodded repeatedly.

"Who would dare to do something so bizarre?"

"The second altar that the master set up was originally at the entrance of the stairs, but the master was so skilled and daring that he moved it inwards himself..."