The ghosts in that cemetery were mostly lonely ghosts around. Because of the singer, they gathered there. As Yan Ning knew, they should not harm anyone, so Yan Ning did not intend to kill them. If they were simply expelled, perhaps they did not need to use Taoism and communicate directly with the singer, maybe it would be fine.

Yan Ning nodded and agreed, sitting in the passenger seat to accumulate energy. Zhuang Xiaoya teased Miao Dabao in the back seat. Time flies quickly, and the three of them arrived at their destination just when the sun sets.

It was a European-style manor villa, which was vaguely elegant, but the courtyard fountain was a bit broken, which looked like a European zombie movie.

Yihu was about to stop the car, but Yan Ning stopped him: "Don't rush to get off the car first. You drive around the villa three times, and I'll take a look at the Feng Shui here."

The Tiandaoyi Hall is the master of Taoism and knows nothing about the other four branches, so Yihu doesn't know anything about Feng Shui. However, the Wumen Ghost Doctor is different. In the past, when Maoshan was prosperous, the Wumen was the most respected by everyone. The Wumen disciples naturally had to be the strongest in the entire Shanmen, so they would have some research on the other four branches, so many of the abilities of the other four branches were recorded in the Wumen Ghost Technique.

Yihu was carrying a car and circled around the villa three times. Yan Ning frowned as he looked.

After Yihu stopped the car and asked, Yan Ning said thoughtfully: "This villa is not a yin house."

"It's not a yin house? Then how can it gather yin?" Yihu said in surprise.

"I have observed the Feng Shui of the entire villa. There is an overwhelming momentum on the Baihu Mountain in the south, and a Xuanwu in the north reverses Yin and Yang. This is not a yin house, but a... grave." Yan Ning whispered.

"Grave?" Zhuang Xiaoya was startled and looked around, "What do you mean, this whole villa is actually someone's grave?"

Yan Ning nodded and said, "Yes, I guess the so-called singer is actually just a cover. He is not the real leader of this villa, but the tomb guarding the grave. The real boss is the owner of this grave."

Yihu thought about it, called a phone number, asked for some questions, and then hung up the phone coldly: "The rich businessman who sold my house is dead."

"I think that rich businessman must have listened to some evil magic outside. In order to achieve his goal, he killed the singer in the villa and kept him in a hurry." Yan Ning said.

"What a fucking grandson!" Yihu slapped the steering wheel, and the car's horn made a sound, alarming the old crow on the locust tree beside him.

Yan Ning comforted: "But that's good. What houses in the world can have graves that have dark graves? The darker the house, the easier the corpse refining process. It just seems that we must go in and explore the wind first."

Yihu agreed, and Yan Ning said to Zhuang Xiaoya again: "Xiaoya, I and Boss Yihu will come in first to take a look. You are here to look at your sister-in-law."

Zhuang Xiaoya rarely heard Yan Ning's words and nodded in agreement, but Yihu was worried and said, "Will there be any danger if Xiaoya is left here?"

Miao Dabao said, "Don't worry, I'm here. If there is any movement around me, I will take Xiaoya away immediately!"

"You ran away, my sister-in-law is left here?" Yan Ning gave Meow Dabao a blank look.

The three of them decided that He Xi's threat was obviously greater than that in the villa, so the three of them finally decided that Yihu would stay in the car and watch He Xi, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya went into the villa to explore the wind.

As for the poor cat Dabao, he didn't want to enter the ghost land, but Yan Ning rudely pulled him to the thief's bed. The two of them climbed over the fence of the villa and slowly approached the villa.

The villa was covered with haze, and cold wind blew from time to time. The thin-clothed Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but lean towards Yan Ning. Yan Ning smiled obscenely:

"Xiaoya, if you encounter a ghost later, don't be scared into my arms."

Zhuang Xiaoya rolled her eyes to Yan Ning, and almost kicked him up. At least she endured it and said, "I just died in the arms of ghosts and would not get into your arms!"

Yan Ning smiled and said, "This is what you said, look back."

Zhuang Xiaoya didn't react for a moment. When she looked back, she saw a grimace floating beside her. She screamed and hurriedly hid in Yan Ning's arms, which made Yan Ning laugh.

"A ghostly aroused you so much. I think you'd better go back." Yan Ning smiled and reached out to break the ghost's face.

Zhuang Xiaoya found out that she had lost her composure, her pretty face turned red, and she stepped on Yan Ning: "Who told you to scare me on purpose! I won't go back!"

Yan Ning grinned in pain, Zhuang Xiaoya snorted and walked inside. Miao Dabao smiled and followed Zhuang Xiaoya tightly.

Yan Ning was speechless and hurriedly followed.

Yihu, who was sitting in the car, looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but laugh, smiled at the iron cage in the rearview mirror, and said to himself: "Xiao Xi, look at them, how much like us in the past!"

He Xi's response to Yihu was just a sound of impact after sound. Yihu sighed and began to close his eyes to rest.

...

"Squeak--"

Perhaps because there was no one in and out for too long, when Yan Ning pushed open the villa door, there was a scary wail.

The decoration of the villa is quite luxurious. There is a carpet tiled from the door, extending to the spiral stairs on both sides of the lobby. There is a chandelier wreck in the center of the lobby. That should be the place where the outdated singer hangs.

Under the chandelier is a human face. In the painting is a bloated old man in gorgeous clothes. He is wearing a European aristocratic dress and a smirk on his face, looking a little weird.

"Go in and take a look."

Yan Ning did not find any trace of the ghost. He walked in and reached out to Zhuang Xiaoya.

Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned, and then she couldn't help but hold Yan Ning's hand. In such a strange environment, even if Zhuang Xiaoya saw countless ghosts, she was still somewhat instinctively afraid.

Miao Dabao walked into the villa, sniffed his nose, and said in disgust: "There is a corpse."

Yan Ning nodded: "I smelled it too."

"Will there be zombies living here?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked.

Yan Ning thought for a while: "It's not impossible. Let's take a look around first. It's best to find the singer's ghost directly and communicate with him."

Zhuang Xiaoya nodded, and the two of them slowly walked into the villa with a cat. At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the door of the villa slammed and hung up, and everyone was shocked.

Yan Ning whispered: "We have to be careful. The owner of this villa should have set his sights on us."
Chapter completed!