idao's noodles were white and smooth. Although he was well-fed, his appearance was gentle and refined, with the shrewdness and hidden sharpness characteristic of a merchant.He feigned ignorance of my...It's common to dig things out of the ground for engineering projects. My dad has received some things dug up from the ground before.

But Hou Shaowen's second phase of this project unearthed a black coffin.

At first, the relevant local authorities were notified and we waited for someone to claim the remains. However, no one came after a long time. We couldn't delay the project progress because of this, so after filing the necessary administrative records, we prepared to move the coffin to a cemetery for relocation.

Given that the current cemetery only accepts urns, the relevant engineering personnel said they would open the coffin, collect the bones, and take them to the crematorium for cremation. They also bought some paper money to offer to the deceased.

After opening the coffin, it turned out to be empty! After so much effort for nothing, they just discarded the coffin as scrap and continued working.

Shortly after, a large hole was dug up at the place where the coffin was found...

The people from the engineering department reported that there were many ancient torture devices in the cave. Hou Shaowen scratched his head in distress: "Digging up this kind of thing is very unlucky. If we make a big fuss about it, I won't be able to sell this project for a good price. I told the person in charge of engineering to fill it up first and wait for me to find a Taoist priest to take a look. As a result, something happened that night."

Hearing this, I felt a little scared.

Jiang Qiyun also said that I have no talent for learning Taoism and its techniques, and I'm past the age of enlightenment. It's better to learn some geomancy and feng shui.

My brother, although he studies Taoism, is a half-baked practitioner. I see him playing games and acting as a scoundrel all day; I've never seen him focus on studying Taoism.

This kind of eerie place needs professionals to handle it, my brother and I together… I don't know if it'll work.

"Alright then, Young Master Hou, I'll call up my brother to go take a look. If it's something sinister, my brother is more skilled at handling it."

"Alright, if you guys handle this, a million dollars as your hard work fee." He chuckled wryly. "Don't think it's little, I really don't have cash on hand right now."

Well, even a wealthy young master can be troubled by money sometimes.

I went home and told my brother about this. My brother was astonished and said, "I wouldn't take something like that. It's a weapon, even if it's disposed of, who would I sell it to There's no market for it..."

Hou Shao said one million yuan for hard work.

"Well, let's just go and have a look then." My brother quickly changed the subject. "I've noticed that the Hou family has a lot of negative energy, they must have done a lot of bad things."

When Jiang Qiyun lay behind me at night, I told him that tomorrow I was going to deal with something with my brother. He didn't ask any further questions.

I really wanted to ask him who Shen Qingrui was, but I figured he wouldn't answer at this time and might even yell at me.

Shen Jia, under his instructions, presided over the sealing evil formation. This shows that he has a deep connection with the Shen family, otherwise, he wouldn't entrust such an important matter to them.

The next day, when I was tidying up and packing a small backpack to go out, Jiang Qiyun inexplicably blocked me in the room.

"Wh...what's wrong" I carefully parsed his gaze.

He narrowed his deep-set, handsome eyes and mumbled, “Didn’t last night.”

"What" I didn't react.

He frowned, his fingers pressing on the pressure points on my shoulders. A jolt of pain shot through my neck and shoulders, causing me to collapse onto the bed.

Only then did I realize what he was going to do. This guy, does he have to be so persistent

My brother's car had been hot for a long time. Seeing me red-faced, I jumped into the passenger seat. He said helplessly, "What "

...

Hou Shaowen's real estate project is in the Xincheng District. He didn't dare to take us there himself, so he sent Lao Liu, the project manager, to take us to see the excavated pit.

Old Liu said that on the night the hole was filled, an old worker was preparing to fry some peanuts for his dinner when he suddenly had a high blood pressure and felt dizzy. He fell headfirst into the hot oil pot and scalded his scalp and face. The arriving ambulance declared him dead directly.

The next day, a young worker on the construction site took a tumble and fell. A steel rod pierced his eyeball directly, going through his skull. He struggled for a moment but then died.

I took out my compass, the delicate needle quivering as it pointed towards the pit. As I neared the hole, a chill started to rise from the ground.

"Things got even weirder after that. The worker's wife was responsible for cooking for us, and these past few nights, he saw his wife getting up in the middle of the night and stabbing herself with a long, thick needle. He screamed in terror, and now they have her tied up."

I glanced at my brother, thinking to myself, what on earth is this It's quite elaborate.

“We suspect…it might be the ghost of a prisoner inhabiting that torture device…” Lao Liu dared not approach the entrance, stopping his steps ten meters away. “You see, that’s where…dare you go down and take a look”

"What's there to be afraid of Yin objects aren't that scary, are they" My brother pulled out two talismans and burned them, then lifted the wooden board.

I instantly felt a wave of cold, oppressive energy. There's definitely a powerful spirit here.

But this ghost's methods of harming people are quite varied and unique, indicating that it is an intelligent malevolent spirit.

The needle on the compass always pointed to the cave entrance, trembling slightly. The ghost must be hiding in this underground lair.

My older brother held the copper amulet in his mouth and walked down the wooden ladder, bending over. I followed close behind him.

Below is a square room, with two scowling ghost statues, various torture devices hanging haphazardly on the walls, and a large stone mill covered in black markings.

At this point, the sky was bright. Old Liu saw that both of us had gone down and walked over with some worry, leaning his head into the opening and asking, "Are you alright"

Neither my brother nor I spoke. I turned to him and made a "back off" gesture with my hand. In that instant, it felt like my finger had touched something, and it quickly swept past me.

I was startled and took two steps back, bumping into my brother's back. He glanced at me and turned on his flashlight, following my gaze.

Two blackened things were hanging by iron hooks, like torn newspapers.

My brother, wearing gloves, reached out and touched it, grimacing with disgust: human skin.

The compass in his hand suddenly reversed, the needle spinning half a circle before pointing towards the entrance behind him. Then, it trembled and returned to its original position.

I swallowed nervously, my heart reciting mantras under my breath, when a small, black-robed demon official let out two snorts and emerged.

"Ah!" The adorable little spirit gasped when he saw the two ferocious, green-faced, fang-toothed ghost statues.

"Aren't you a ghost messenger You'd be scared by something like this" I found it kind of amusing.

"No, not… This place looks so much like our prison… I thought I'd come to the wrong place… Hmm, there are no ghosts here. What did Little Empress summon us for"

What No ghosts My compass clearly...ear.A quaint house came into view. Hanging above a four-poster bed draped in mosquito netting sat a person, their expression full of terror as they stared at me." …Little, Little Princess" The person...