Hengyidao is a professional term, meaning that someone died in this house once or now.

The same meaning is also a vertical path, which means that it is opposite to a horizontal path, which means that someone in this house is normal to die of life, which is a joy and funeral that is passed down by everyone.

The most vicious thing is the slanting one, and the slanting one is that there are both dying and dying normally in this house.

There are two completely different gases mixed together to form a slanted house, which must be very vicious. People who do not have any real skills or practices to deepen their lives will not dare to touch them.

Even if someone paid 20,000 yuan to buy a house with a very complete and relatively perfect construction in the surrounding area, it was a slanted one. If you wanted to sell it to Fat Fang, Fat Fang would not dare to accept it. Because he knew that he could not solve the things inside the slanted one, even if he brought me, he could not solve it. In severe cases, it would even cost us both.

There is room for resolution after discussion and communication.

I lit a cigarette: "Huh~ How to do it? Is the resentment heavy?"

"The house is a nursing home bought for the elderly. There is only an old lady living in it all day long. The old lady is old and has cerebral thrombosis and her legs are not smooth. When she got up after going to the toilet, she fell apart and hit the back of her head on the toilet. She died that day. After five days of death, her children discovered the body and were all rotten and not decent."

Fatty Fang wrapped in cigarettes and said in a low tone that thing that died in the house, then rubbed his stomach and said, "I have read the Feng Shui of that family. There is no problem. I have resentment, but it is not serious. But the old lady died a bit strange. Who can make an old lady who is older and has a cerebral thrombosis live alone! And I asked about their neighbors nearby. The old lady's children bought a lot of insurance for accidental deaths before the old lady's death. In addition, I bought a 90,000 yuan for my house. Within two days, her children took a car worth about 200,000 yuan and bought a school district house next to the school, so I think there must be something unspeakable about this!"

"Does it have anything to do with us?" After listening to the story, I asked indifferently.

Fat Fang's face was obviously stunned: "No...no..."

"Is that my mother? Or your grandma? Or are we police?" I threw away half of the cigarette indifferently and couldn't help but stomp it out.

Fatty Fang still didn't react: "None of them."

"Then do we need to care about so much? If so much, can God give us more money? Or why?"

The eyes I looked at him were full of indifference. Life was not easy. Besides, without the support of system tasks, why should I meddling in other people's business and feel comfortable until I die?

"Not even...but..."

Fatty Fang was hesitant and looked at my eyes, feeling a little scared for no reason, feeling that something earth-shaking changes seemed to have happened to me.

Although Brother Yi was very cold to these things before, he was definitely not as emotional as he was not mixed with any feelings. Did he fall down from the sixth floor and get his head open?

"Then there is nothing to do!"

I grabbed his hand and continued to brainwash him: "Fatty! Is it easy for us to live? I am 22 years old, and I have no place to live now, and I still suffer with my sister. You are 21 years old, even if you are slutty, you will have to get married in two years! Where does the money come from? We can't go to the road to grab it! Then we have to change our way of living, look at everything and make a lot of money! Don't hold on to you when you were a child to make a childish dream of inspiring to save the world in the orphanage. We don't have that ability!"

"Brother Yi..."

Fatty Fang was poked by me and he was hidden under his cynical appearance, his fragile heart.

"obedient."

I patted his palm twice and said as if explaining the funeral: "Brother may die one day, and you will be alone in this world by then. I know you are smart, but I still hope you will be more conscientious. We two like to cheat each other when we have nothing to do, but we know from the bottom of our heart that the other party is the last relative, so I hope you will be happy, and you must also hope for your happiness."

"What's wrong?"

Fatty Fang was not used to talking to him in this tone for a moment, but he understood what I meant. He tilted his head, felt sad inside, and said unconsciously: "What's wrong? Brother Yi, you have cancer? What kind of cancer? You'll die if you say death! Can it be cured? Is it cancer on your toes? If not, I'll just button out your two corns! They are both old Chinese doctors, specializing in bragging."

"Get out!"

I smiled and gave him a big mouth: "I'll talk about it every day. I'll go with you to see it in the evening. There are also guys that Old Zhou specially prepared for me. Have you taken it back for me? I haven't thought about going to get it."

"I took it back from the police station the next day because I believe that my brother Yi will not die easily, so I want to stay as a souvenir."

After saying something confidently, Fatty Fang jumped out of the bed and looked left and right, and finally took out a black canvas backpack from a pile of stinky clothes.

Looking at the familiar canvas bag, my face was filled with a fascinating smile. No matter how awesome the system was or how amazing the props were, they were not as good as my old friends. These are the foundation for me to fool people into making money on behalf of the heavens.

I took the canvas bag handed over by Fatty Fang, put it on the bed, and opened the zipper with joy. First, I took out five sticks from it that were more than 30 centimeters long and five centimeters thick and different colors. I don’t know what material is made of but it is particularly resistant to burning.

"Avoid killing incense!"

"Stop stealing incense!"

"Avoid evil fragrance!"

"Don't be ignorant!"

"Stop drinking!"

I counted one by one, the light black fragrance of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abstinence of abs

Among the five incenses, the shortest incense of abstinence is, which is almost thirty centimeters. The second is the stale fragrance, and the second is the stale fragrance, the stale fragrance, the stale fragrance, the stale fragrance is about the same length.

These are the most important props in the only attacking spell "Zangxiang" among the seven methods I used to perform Guanqi.

I put down the incense and slashed it from my bag. I found that there was nothing else. I looked up and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Where is my quiet bottle? Where is my imperial mirror? Where is my Three Treasures Glazed Certificate?"

"Are you talking about a one-dollar bottle of mineral water? A three-dollar street stall makeup mirror? What kind of conversion certificate? I saw that it was useless, so I threw it away and left the ones you often use." Fatty Fang curled his lips and said the matter, and immediately gave me a style from the thirty-third heaven to the eighteenth level of hell.

My eyes suddenly became angry: "What did you throw it away? I spent 120 yuan to find someone to get the certificate! I fooled people with the conversion certificate, so that you don't know."

"What's the matter? Just find someone to get one tomorrow. It's only 120 yuan. I'll pay it for you. If you don't have it, you'll find someone again. We can spend three thousand yuan. I'll get you a Taoist priest's pass certificate. That would be even more awesome!"

Fatty Fang was foolish and kept his mouth shut and made a fuss.

"Okay, what you said is, I don't have the same knowledge as a big fool."

I lowered my head and put the five incense sticks back into my canvas bag. I had to find an opportunity to try to put the five incense sticks into my space backpack while there was no one.

"When will we go and have a breath?"

After packing up the canvas bag, I asked Fatty Fang.

The meaning of breathing is easy to understand. It means to clean up the dark and dirty people in the house through some other means to avoid the remaining dirty things harming people and solve the possibility of second-generation ghosts.

"Brother Yi..."
Chapter completed!