Fang Chang asked, "Hasn't you found a real master?"

Xie Guang'an smiled and said, "Of course there are masters, but how can they just ask for money? And maybe, masters don't want to care about the bad deeds of this family when they see the family's bad deeds."

Well, it's very likely.

The two chatted about the strange things that happened to Mr. Pang’s family, including the various strange things and the approximate time.

Finally, the porter Xie Guang'an sighed at a few words of unfairness in the world, and then continued to bury his head, swallowing it voraciously, and eating his bowl of mutton noodles.

Fang Chang also picked up the thick porcelain bowl, put the last slice of mutton at the bottom of the bowl into his mouth, and then drank the last little soup.

He got up and met with the stall owner, and said goodbye to Xie Guang'an, who was eating noodles with voraciously. Next, he was going to see with his own eyes what happened to Mr. Pang's family.

From the perspective of circumstances, there were no casualties, but it was just a prank.

However, this inflicted the family of evil gentry and the time was related to the murder of the family, which really made Fang Chang very interested.

What's more, when he stood beside Pang Yuanwai's house and looked at his qi, he saw that the aura that was entangled with it was very strange, like a ghost and a monster.

Combining the words left by the mage Wu Zhu who returned without success, some people say they are monsters and some people say they are ghosts, which is really interesting.

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However, before that, Fang Chang first went to find the victim of the family.

After chatting with several passers-by, he learned about the location of the family and walked over to take a look.

It seems that no one is cleaning the fence for many days. A woman is washing vegetables in the yard. Her face is full of sorrow and forgets her hands from time to time.

The pillars of the family were captured, life and death were uncertain, and the fields in the family were taken away again. This was very fatal to agricultural social families. Generally speaking, this family has been dispersed.

Fangchang didn't get too close.

He looked at this house, put his fingers in his sleeves and calculated carefully.

With his current Taoism, he is quite sure of his luck in an ordinary family.

Unless this family has a very good fortune, there will be high-ranking officials or generals or practitioners within a few years, and that will only make one's calculations obscure and will not make any mistakes.

"It seems that there is no trouble for the time being."

After stopping, Fang Chang smiled at himself.

The calculation results told him that the male owner of the family was just in prison and would not be in danger of life for a while, and the turning point was near.

It seems that this turning point is probably yourself?

Fang Chang didn't care too much about this. Since the head of the family had no worries about his life, Fang Chang was going to see what was going on in the family of Pang Yuanwai.

The sun shines through the last ray of afterglow.

Fang Chang leaned against the corner of the wall, quietly waiting for the sky to turn completely dark.

There is no nightlife in the town because the lights are quite expensive and it is not cost-effective to use them to open.

Moreover, these days, even many state and city cities still implement curfew policies. Walking on the streets at night will lead to arrest and be punished.

This is a rule passed down since ancient times. Of course, it is not applicable to those with wealth and power.

Seeing that the sky was completely dark, the stars covered the night sky, the roundering moon gradually rose, and the square and long turned around and jumped onto the tree with the moonlight.

The town is old and there is no shortage of ancient trees in ancient towns.

This tree, which was planted in unknown era and belongs to what kind of variety, was covered with large palm leaves, clamoring with the night wind.

After finding a suitable branch, he put his left leg parallel to the branch and placed it on the branch, and supported the other leg and leaned comfortably on it. Looking from this position, he could see the yard of Pang Yuanwai's house.

Fang Chang was preparing to stay here for a night.

Because I learned from the porter named Xie that strange things happen almost every night.

He untied the hemp rope from his waist, took off the green wine gourd, opened it with the moonlight, raised his hand and took a sip, then covered the gourd again and tied it back to its original place.

From a certain perspective, this situation is quite pleasant, after all, there is wine and moon.

If there are two more poems, it will be even more comfortable.

Unfortunately, I can't make a sound when I keep an eye on it, and I can't chant a song with art, otherwise it would be bad if I was discovered by the escort or parade updater in the courtyard.

The sky turns, and the night is late.

No one would rush to the night. There was no one on the originally prosperous official road, and there were no lights in the town. Only two yellow paper lanterns were hung at the gate of Pang Yuanwai's house, shining in the dark.

The chickens and dogs have fallen asleep, and there is no movement except for the sound of crickets around them.

No hurry.

What's wrong with staying for two days?

Fang Chang was very careful. He opened the gourd and took a sip of it every once in a while, and stayed quietly on the tree.

This tree branch is very comfortable, not worse than my own homemade bamboo bed. Unfortunately, I don’t need to sleep, otherwise it would be nice to have a sleep on it.

The stars are beautiful, and I always feel that I can't see enough.

There is no pollution or fog, and there is no red light that reflects the sky. The night sky here is very clear.

Looking upwards, it is like a sea of ​​stars pressing towards you, deep and distant, making people feel that they are insignificant.

Every time he looks at the night sky, he always vaguely realizes that his cultivation has improved slightly, but if he carefully calculates, he will not feel anything.

According to the method mentioned in the "Practice Method", Fang Chang adjusted his breathing but did not fall asleep, as if he was back on the cliff.

Until there was a little movement not far away.

Huh?

Fang Chang withdrew his attention and sat upright gently.

Since his slightest achievement in his practice, his eyes have become unusual. He can see subtleties and ghosts and gods. In other words, he can detect places that mortals cannot detect and things that mortals cannot see.

Not far away, a trace of black shadow floated by.

The shadow passed through the wall and passed through the house, as if entering a nobody, and was traveling through the town, as if aimless, and as if there was something to do.

"Is this a ghost?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Chang thought to himself.

As far as he knows, after the death of the creatures in this world, their souls will quickly enter the cycle of reincarnation and rarely stay in the world. This is the rule. And the ghost who is greedy for the prosperity of the world and does not want to leave will also quickly learn from the city gods that they send night travel servants to capture and send them into the cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, although there are ghosts, there are almost no ghosts.

Whether it is in the secret book or in the articles of monsters, most of the words "ghost" are not discussed in depth, so this black shadow that is suspected to be a ghost here is indeed very strange.

Could it be that this ghost did the strange thing here?

Fang Chang didn't want to think, so he simply caught the ghost and asked clearly. Anyway, it was late at night and no one paid attention to the outside.

He quietly went down the tree.

Between a few ups and downs, I had already arrived at a place where the ghost must pass.

After waiting quietly for a few breaths, the black shadow came through the wall facing him and bumped into him.

He stepped forward, took a sudden move, grabbed the ghost, grabbed his arm and twisted it quickly, and cut it back to the ground. Everything was like flowing clouds and water, quite ornamental. There was only one person and one ghost in the alley, and no one else was here.

After the ghost was held down, it struggled violently, but unfortunately it was an invisible body, and its strength was not comparable to that of a square and every movement was in vain.

After looking around, he took out his belt, breathed a sigh of relief, held the ghost, tied the horse upside down, carried it on his shoulder, and headed towards the south of Huqiao Town.
Chapter completed!