"This is the teacher Luo Daoren, the elder of Chunqiu Temple, and is in the downs and downs and downs and downs and downs and downs and downs." Chen Luo did not have the same knowledge as a concierge, so he reported to the house.

"It turned out to be Luo Xianchang, Shen Xianchang." The middle-aged man saluted again.

"You are Ma Simo who wrote to the Spring and Autumn Annals? What is your relationship with Ma Xingming?" Luo Daoren then turned around and looked over and asked.

"Ma Xingming is my great-grandfather." Ma Simo was swept away by Dao Ren Luo's eyes, and his whole body was shocked and he answered honestly.

"Is there a family tree?" Dao Ren Luo asked again.

"Yes, Taoist priest, please read it." Ma Simo seemed to have been ready, and took out a black silk cover book from his arms and handed it over.

Chen Luo hurriedly reached out to take it, held it in his hands and sent it to Luo Daoren.

Dao Ren Luo grabbed the book with one hand, and just flipped it casually, then threw back the genealogy to Shen Luo.

"Ma Xingming studied art in the Spring and Autumn Annals. Although he had not achieved anything, he made a contribution to this view. Therefore, he was given a token in the view. Now he confirmed that you are a descendant of Ma Xingming. According to the rules of my Spring and Autumn Annals, you have an opportunity to ask for help from the Spring and Autumn Annals." Luo Daoren turned around and said seriously.

"Thank you, Master." Ma Simo was overjoyed, bowed repeatedly, and then invited the two of them to the mansion.

When you walk into the gate, the scenery ahead suddenly becomes clear. It is a square courtyard about acres. In the middle is a bluestone road two meters wide, leading to the magnificent main hall inside.

On the left side of the Bluestone Road is a flowerbed filled with flowers and trees, and on the right is a pond. Several water lofts have been built, connected by trestles. There is a layer of green lotus leaves floating in the pond, and a few pink lotus flowers dot it.

There is also a side courtyard on the left and right of the courtyard, where there are also houses, pavilions and towers, but they are not visible clearly through the courtyard wall.

Several people walked through the yard and came to the main hall to sit down. Two young and beautiful maids brought tea.

"Mr. Ma, the letter you wrote to Benguan only vaguely mentioned that something happened to the ghosts in the mansion was. What kind of ghosts were? Has anyone ever seen it with his own eyes?" Dao Ren Luo took a sip of tea, without saying nonsense, and asked straight to the point.

"Old Wang, who was guarding the night, saw it. It is said to be a female ghost in red, but he didn't see it clearly. He fainted on the spot and fell ill the next day. He still has not gotten out of bed. After that, several black dogs in the house died one after another, and they were bleeding from seven holes when they died... and some places in the house inexplicably have a pool of fishy and smelly water stains every morning, sometimes in the front hall, sometimes in the backyard, and once appeared directly in my bedroom." Ma Simo said, while using his sleeve robe to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and his face turned a little pale.

Chen Luo stood aside, listening to Ma Simo talking about strange things, while looking around, he felt that this luxuriously decorated mansion had an indescribable gloomy look.

"Although only a few dogs have died and no one has ever had a life, who knows what will happen in a few days? Luo Xiansheng, I am willing to give a hundred taels of gold to the Chunqiu Temple, and beg the Taoist priest to subdue demons and eliminate ghosts and save my Ma family." Ma Simo became more and more scared as he spoke. In the end, his voice trembled a little and he stood up and bowed.

"Mr. Ma is polite. If there is a ghost that really harms me, I will naturally not stand by and watch." A trace of satisfaction flashed in Dao Ren Luo's eyes, but he said lightly.

Ma Simo thanked him repeatedly, and his emotions calmed down.

"Just relying on what Mr. Ma said, it is impossible to judge what ghost it is. Can the bed-dwelling guard be in the mansion? I want to ask him in person some things." Dao Ren Luo pondered for a moment and said again.

"This... is really a coincidence. Lao Wang was recuperating in the mansion. Yesterday, his family was worried and came to take him back to the countryside." Ma Simo wiped the sweat from his face and said hesitantly.

"Oh, it's okay, Mr. Ma said that there will be a pool of fishy water stains at home every night, and you can see something from this thing. I wonder if this water stains at home last night?" Taoist Luo asked again.

"Yes, yes, it appeared in the backyard, but the thing smelled so bad. I had asked the servants to clean and rinse it off." Ma Simo lowered his head and said awkwardly.

"Are those dead black dogs still there? You haven't dealt with them?" Luo Daoren was speechless, paused for a moment and continued to ask.

"The black dog is here!" Ma Simo immediately looked up and said happily.

Dao Ren Luo also breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and asked Ma Simo to take him over.

After a moment.

In a room where people store miscellaneous items in the backyard, Luo Daoren half-squatted on the ground, looking through the three dead black dogs, Shen Luoze stood behind Luo Daoren.

Ma Simo was afraid and didn't dare to come in when he was outside.

The dog has been dead for a long time, its toes are shriveled, and the blood flowing out of its seven orifices has been killed. From its twisted face, it can be seen that it is full of extreme fear, and it seems that it has seen something very terrible.

Seeing the death of the three black dogs, Shen Luo's eyelids twitched for a moment, and the long-haired ghost encountered in the dream mountain village appeared in his mind.

Luo Daoren touched a black dog with his hand, then pointed his fingers between his eyes and eyebrows, and then withdrew his fingers after a moment.

"Master Luo, these black dogs died strangely. How did they die?" Shen Luo saw that he stopped and stepped forward and asked softly.

"Blooding in the seven holes is a manifestation of death by sucking the essence. Ordinary ghosts have this ability, so there is no need to make a fuss." Dao Ren Luo said disrespectfully.

When Shen Luo heard this, he felt relieved. As long as Master Luo was sure.

Dao Ren Luo seemed to have understood what he wanted to know, and ignored these dead dogs. He turned around and walked out of the backyard. Shen Luo hurriedly followed.

"Chief Luo Xian, what did you find?" Outside the courtyard, Ma Simo came up to ask.

"Everything is in control, but it needs to be confirmed again. Please let Mr. Ma take us around the mansion." said Dao Ren Luo.

Ma Simo naturally would not refuse, so he took the two of them around the Ma Mansion in person.

Shen Luo knew that Taoist Luo was looking for the place where the ghost was hiding, so he followed behind to pay attention.

But the two of them found the main courtyard from the backyard, and then to the left and right side courtyards. They searched all the mansions, but found nothing.

"It shouldn't..." Luo Daoren frowned and murmured to himself.

"Master Luo, will the ghost come from outside? It's daytime now, and it has run away." Shen Luo guessed.

"No, the entire Ma Mansion is surrounded by Yin Qi, and the ghost is definitely hidden here. It seems that it is hidden very secretly and is not easy to find." Dao Ren Luo shook his head and said.

"Luo Xianchang, but can't find that ghost? The mages invited the previous few times are the same. What should I do?" Ma Simo was very depressed.

"Mr. Ma, don't worry, just a little trick of ghosts, I have my own way to let it appear." Dao Ren Luo was swept down by a small snorting coldly.

He immediately ordered Ma Simo to prepare incense and candles and offer the table, and ordered some yellow paper and cinnabar.
Chapter completed!