I smiled and said: "What reinforcements do you need, Lao Liu?"

"If there is no conspiracy in Banxian Village and the evil spirits are really out of trouble, we must reinforce Lao Liu as soon as possible."

"Now that there is a conspiracy in Banxian Village, it's bullshit for us to bring reinforcements. Just go back slowly."

"When it comes to conspiracy, that old guy, Old Liu, can be their ancestor with just half his brain."

"What I can see outside Banxianzhuang, that guy Liu should have already figured it out inside Banxianzhuang."

"I bet you, Old Liu might have fucked all the people in Banxianzhuang by now."

"When we get back, Banxianzhuang might be bleeding from his play."

Wang Xiaohuan squinted his eyes and said, "Can you stop being so disgusting when you talk all day? Pay attention to your image. You are the master of the hall!"

Wang Xiaohuan almost said these four words "You are the hall master" through gritted teeth.

I said disapprovingly: "Outside, I am the hall master. In front of you, am I next to the hall master? I am the waiter of Liangjie Hall, okay?"

"Let's go! Go find Leng Gou and the others. Don't go too late. It will be bad if they kill people again!"

When I said that I was going to reinforce Ye Yang, a few of them had already arrived in front of the Kong family compound.

After Xia Mengying dropped the blood into the porcelain bowl in front of the corpse, the grass on the hillside seemed to be divided into a path by ghosts and gods. Ye Yang and the others followed that path to the Kong family.

The road leading to the Confucius' mansion is indeed different from what we saw. If we walk forward from our overlooking position on the hillside, we will be led to the other side. We can also see a courtyard over there, but it is smaller than the Confucius' mansion.

The scale is much smaller.

Ye Yang said that from a Feng Shui perspective, it should be a branch of the Kong family.

There might even be a "Confucius" plaque hanging on the door of that house.

This place is the Confucius family’s mansion!

The Confucius mansion, which has long been deserted, looks dilapidated everywhere. Only the wind chimes under the tiles of the courtyard wall can still make a heart-rending sound when the night wind blows.

Ye Yang looked up at the wind chime and said, "Did any of you hear the bell when we came here?"

"No! This is the first time!" Butcher Wang's face was also a little solemn: "along the way we walked, the wind blew four times. This is the fifth time and the only time the wind chimes have been blown."

In the eyes of ordinary people, bells are just a kind of decoration, but in the eyes of warlocks, this is not the case.

If we trace the origin of the bell, we can see that the original function of the bell was a musical instrument, one of the eight tones of gold, shaped like a bell, but much more important than a bell.

The original function of ancient musical instruments was not for people to appreciate them, but for worshiping gods.

The bell has long been a magic weapon in the art world, and its greatest function is to attract ghosts and calm souls!

According to Feng Shui, the location where the wind chimes are hung is also particular. Hanging the wind chimes anywhere you want, maybe you can attract something to your home?

Hundreds of wind chimes are hung along the walls of the Kong family mansion. Each wind chime is only about one foot apart, making it difficult not to make people suspicious.

Butcher Wang looked up at the wind chime and said: "There is a god in the bell. When the bell rings, the god will come."

Butcher Wang seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact he was reminding Ye Yang and Xia Mengying to be careful.

Ye Yang opened the door and walked into the Kong family. As soon as the three of them stood firm, the door slammed shut behind them. The wind chimes outside the door also made a faint cold sound at the same time. It sounded like hundreds of ghosts clinging to the wall.

The boss sneered miserably.

Butcher Wang lightly stamped his left foot on the ground, and a hole exploded in the ground. A pile of white dead bones was also shaken out of the hole by Butcher Wang's true energy.

Butcher Wang glanced at the bones and shook her head. She was telling Ye Yang that the dead buried underneath were not from the Kong family.

According to legend, everyone in the Kong family was buried in the yard after their death. However, even if the human bones that had been buried for hundreds of years had not turned into dust, they would not have been preserved so completely.

The person who was knocked out by Butcher Wang's kick will not be dead for more than five years at the longest.

Apparently, someone has been killing people here!

Is the lumberjack who disappeared twenty years ago and the student who disappeared ten years ago a coincidence or the result of someone's deliberate arrangement?

Ye Yang walked slowly towards the center of the Confucius family. According to legend, this should be the place where the Confucius family's gold mountain was piled up!

As soon as Ye Yang's footsteps fell, the sword in his hand was suddenly unsheathed. The blade of the sword was submerged into the soil at any time. With a slight shock, a lot of gold and silver mixed with the soil were shaken out from the ground by Ye Yang.

Butcher Wang asked: "Is the legend true?"

Ye Yang said expressionlessly: "Suppressing ghosts with gold is a method used by public sorcerers. Back then, the person who made the news was probably the one who had the Kong family buried on the spot."

"I'm afraid there's something fishy here!"

Before Ye Yang finished speaking, he saw lights all around in the main hall of the Kong family, illuminating the hall. A woman in red clothes also appeared at the front door of the Kong family.
Chapter completed!