ring us: "Young Master Lin personally handles everything, truly rare among the younger generation. How is old man doing"My brother scoffed, "These second-generation kids are really uncultured. Our sav...The persistence of a child is greater than that of an adult. Children are always faithful to their inner thoughts and don't camouflage themselves as much as adults do.

Similarly, after becoming a vengeful spirit, a child's obsession will become even more terrifying.

Yesterday, I had a feeling that if this child's ghost wasn't sent away, she would definitely "find" playmates to keep her company. Then the number of vengeful spirits in the building would only increase.

I only told Lin Yanqin about this yesterday... and as a result, the glutton brought out this little female ghost today.

The Wolf's fire is strong and he is very courageous. He fears neither corpse nor ghost, belonging to a particularly "righteous" type of person. Even if a ghost bares its fangs in front of him, he can ignore it as if nothing.

I don't want that little ghost to enter my shop. She might be terrified and scream, like she's in a haunted house. I've learned from past experiences.

And I have two little kids at home. I don't want these negative energies to enter my house.

So we didn't even have dinner, and we took Gluttonous Wolf to take this little girl back home.

My brother felt sorry for this little girl and decided to fulfill her wish before giving her a proper Buddhist funeral. We parked our car at the entrance of a lane filled with rental houses. At that moment, the roadside was bustling with activity, while the lane itself was somewhat deserted.

I quietly pinched my brother, and he nodded — this was the T-shaped alley where Xi Linzhou lived.

We could see Xi Lingzhou's house from the mouth of the alley, a place plagued by both firearm and arrow qi.

The little girl lived at the end of the alley, very close to Xi Linzhou's house.

As soon as we got close to the door, we heard arguing. The little girl's ghost didn't rush home, but instead hid behind the Glutton and started to cry.

"My parents must be so mad at me for coming home so late."

The doorknob of the rental house was wrapped in a few coils of red thread, and a black object hung from it.

This wasn't the kind of decor you'd find in an ordinary home. Both my brother and I stayed silent.

The little girl cried, "Mom and Dad are so mean! They beat me and locked me out the door... they won't let me back in."

"You're already dead, there's no place for you here." I cautioned.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door shook violently, as if someone inside had been slammed against it. It wasn't just once, but several times in a row, with a series of loud bangs: "dong dong dong".

"So you're planning on running away with the money, are you! I won't let you!" A fierce male voice boomed from inside.

Another dull thud sounded, and I frowned and asked, "…Should we call the police Don't let anyone get hurt."

My brother stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting, "Open up! What are you doing in there!"

"Who the hell is butting in" the man roared.

"Community security! Let me in!" my brother answered, without a blush or a beat.

Behind the door, silence prevailed. A ruthless-looking man emerged from inside, opening the latch just a sliver to reveal half his face.

"What are you doing!" He glared fiercely at my brother.

My brother quietly held a small flashlight, and with righteous indignation he shouted: "What are you doing It's so noisy in here! Where's your wife"

"...Not at all!"

"So much commotion in your house Oh... I get it, you hired people to make a fuss Going this crazy won't be good for the house!"

The man's expression softened a bit: "Little brother, if you know, don't bother us!"

He was about to close the door.

"Hold on!" my brother stopped him. "Your daughter's school came to the community, saying that it was from a higher authority to comfort your family, and they want both of you to go to the community office."

His expression flickered, and he asked bluntly, "What does condolence mean Are you giving money"

"……Here you go! Seems like there are ten thousand." My brother said nonsense.

The man's eyes lit up: "Okay, but my wife took the younger one out, so I'll go myself."

“Okay.” My brother followed his lead.

The man came out quickly, the lure of 100,000 yuan was indeed tempting. He turned around and locked the door, my brother took him out.

I immediately stepped forward to take a closer look. Underneath the tangled red thread hung a piece of wood. I touched it and recoiled in disgust, quickly wiping my hands with a wet tissue—it was covered in black dog blood.

This is a talisman, isn't it I took a look at that little ghost girl, she didn't dare come close... She must be afraid of this thing.

Someone taught this man to use this method to prevent ghosts of little girls from entering the house.

I broke the red thread, and the little female ghost gratefully said, "Thank you, little sister."

She was excited to float into the house.

"...... I'll send you off, don't do anything wrong, you're already dead." I advised again.

She was stunned, tilting her head. Her face, covered in blood and with half her brain exposed, wore a pitiful expression: "Little sister, I haven't seen Mommy yet…"

I frowned slightly, this family must have karmic ties. Should I get involved

Jiang Qiyun only said that eliminating evil is not creating karma, but among these commoners and ordinary people, who is right and who is wrong due to karmic ties and fate

I can't tell the difference at all.

The little female ghost floated into the room, and soon, a middle-aged woman opened the door.

This middle-aged woman is covered in the marks of domestic abuse, with fresh blood on her head. The room is a mess, and there's a very young child crawling on the bed.

A middle-aged woman's hand is twisted unnaturally, clearly broken.

A strange smile crept across her face, and she shrieked, "Big sister, look! I see Mommy..."

I felt a chill run down my spine and instinctively took a step back.

"Dad always scolds Mom, and Mom retaliates by fighting with him... They've never treated me well on a single day... After I die, they get the money and don't care about me at all, not even burning a paper money for me... Hee hee... I won't leave them a single penny either..."

As she spoke, she used her broken hand to rummage through the pile of clothes on the bed. The way her palm swung back and forth made me feel sick.

If she's just playing a prank to ruin my wealth, then I'll indulge her.

I stood at the door, a little hesitant. I was waiting for my older brother to come back after beating up that man. But instead of him, I saw Xi Linzhou!

She stormed towards here, and I immediately pulled the Greedy Wolf into the house, peeking through the crack in the door.

Xī Língzhòu was followed by a man. The man kept reaching out to pull her arm, but she shook him off every time.

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister! Please, let me help you, okay" the man pleaded with no backbone.

"Help you What can I possibly do to help!" Xi Linzhou roared angrily, "Stop bothering me! Or don't blame me for not considering our brotherhood!"

"Junior Sister! Master said not to covet the Mu family! The Mu family is protected by spirits, don't—"

"Shut up! What do you know! Don't you dare meddle in my business!"

“I can help you! Isn't a living man better” The man pleaded with a sheepish grin, “Junior Sister, give me a chance!”

Xi Linzhou's face was somber as she looked at him. She suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's pressure point, causing him to grimace in pain.

A cruel smile spread across her face: "Even a living man would be useless to me...because I am—"

What What is itao, with a golden purple auspicious appearance.Responding spontaneously to every call, vowing endlessly.Great saint, great compassion, great wish. He responds to calls from all directions, saving all...