My magic stick is going to heaven!

Lord Tiger patted himself on the chest, promising

"Don't worry! This is what Huzi has seen with his own eyes! That's why he dared to introduce it to you!"

Shang Yunyi is an unbeliever, he kicked Master Hu with a face of disapproval, saying

"Where are the ghosts in this world? If there really are, I'll shoot them one by one. If I ask you, don't engage in these supernatural things. Azhou just came back. I think I'll scare you away."

Mr. Shang glared at him.

"What do you know! Whether it works or not, you have to try it to know!"

The old man stared at him like that, and Shang Yunyi stopped talking, since he couldn't get into it anyway, so let them mess around!

With Mr. Shang's permission, Mr. Hu immediately fixed the time, and took Wen Changlang to the Shang mansion the next day.

The second time I came to Shang Mansion, the last time I climbed over the wall, this time I entered directly through the gate, the feeling is different.

"Master! When you meet people later, you have to be more respectful. Those people inside are all important people who cannot be easily offended."

Wen Changlang stretched his legs and replied to him

"understand!"

Wen Changlang wore a small felt hat on his head, a Taoist robe on his body, a small mandarin jacket tied around his neck, and a long black gown inside. He was dressed in the most serious style nowadays, and he looked decent, but that was too much. The young and monstrous facial features made him jump out of the profession of exorcist.

Introduce the warm corridor, walk through the wide front yard, and you will find the main gate. The Shang Mansion still refers to the architectural style of the late Qing Dynasty, with carved beams and painted buildings, and a huge screen at the entrance and exit.

Bypassing the screen is the main lobby, but the living room is furnished in a Western and European style, with leather sofas, mahogany low tables, and red sandalwood tea sets.

Several people sat in rows, headed by the old man in the middle. When they saw the Wen corridor, their eyes flashed with amazement, but after a while, they frowned. Before Master Hu could speak, the old man spoke first up

"This is the tall man you said? The one with such a face? The one who catches ghosts?"

Lord Tiger quickly explained

"No, old man..."

"Looks like this? Good-looking, right? Sigh, I know that I am so good-looking that people always covet me, but you are really too old, so I really can't..."

Wen Changlang's whole body was full of drama. He took Master Hu's words and flirted confidently, and then carefully protected his face, speaking very seriously and very reluctantly.

Mr. Shang was so angry that he stood up immediately, and wanted to beat someone with his crutches, but before he could beat someone, Wen Changlang seemed to change his face, showing no shame at all, took out a compass, bit his finger, and A drop of blood dripped on it, and then walked in the direction pointed by the compass, and kept talking.

"When you are old, the young people advise you, think less about lust, and think more, which is conducive to prolonging life."

"Also, don't covet my beauty. For more than a dozen generations of my ancestors, there is such a handsome young man like me. How rare and precious."

"Also, you..."

Mr. Shang roared

"To shut up!"

Wen Changlang: "Okay, I'll shut up, but you have to listen to my advice, you really can't, we have different generations, really!"

Mr. Shang: "..."

Shang Yunyi was dumbfounded: "..."

The compass was finally set in front of a room, Wen Changlang turned around and asked

"Whose room is this?"

The housekeeper was not very happy to reply: "This is a utility room."

Oh oh, Wen Changlang put his hands behind his back, touched his chin in a funny way, and said

"In this way, my young master understands that your house is very cloudy and easy to attract evil things, but it used to be safe and sound, but it should have started to collapse a few months ago. I think it's your house. In the house, there is something that attracts resentful spirits, if I guessed correctly, it should be something possessed by a person after death."

After thinking about it, Wen Changlang continued to speak

"This should be her favorite thing in life. Come on, this not very good-looking grandpa, please open this door."

housekeeper:"……"

Outspoken!How decent!