"I did something yesterday to invite him away from your house, but I didn't expect that the old ghost is so stubborn..." Wen Shuo frowned, showing pity and sympathy in his expression, and persuaded in a comforting tone: "Actually, it's no big deal to think about it like this. Uncle Liu, I understand that you are brave and are not afraid of heaven or earth. Therefore, even if the old Han is determined to harm you, you don't have to be afraid. You are angry and full of yang energy, and ghosts should be afraid of you. Besides, he really killed you, and you will become a ghost at that time. Can you spare him? If you think so, you should feel more at ease and more courageous!"

When Liu Maohe heard this, he was really the case. While he was grateful to Wen Shuo, he was also a little fluttering.

Who doesn’t know that I’m bold and ruthless?

In Liujiaying, who dares to go against me?!

But after thinking about it, Liu Maohe was sweating all over, and he couldn't care about his image anymore. He said tremblingly: "Shuo, uncle doesn't want to be a ghost. Besides, even if I'm not afraid of death, Old Han wants to harm my family..."

"This..." Wen Shuo was also worried and scratched his head hard: "In theory, he shouldn't be so stingy. You have given me this house."

"That's right, hey..." Liu Maohe suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead and said nervously: "Shuo, don't say secret words in front of Mingren, please tell the truth to you. Twenty years ago, my uncle often led people to criticize and fight against the old Hant, which really made him very troubled. But at that time, I had a hard time hiding it. Besides, I was young and ignorant at that time. You can talk to the old Hant, what conditions can I have to discuss?"

"So that's it." Wen Shuo nodded, then looked around with horror, his expression became more nervous, and he said urgently with anxiety: "Uncle Liu, please give it to you this old house. I don't want it anymore, just treat it as compensation for your hard work. As for the matter between you and the old Han, I can't control it, and I dare not control it."

After saying that, Wen Shuo stuffed the key into the stunned Liu Maohe's hand without saying a word, turned his head and walked out quickly.

Liu Maohe was so scared that he quickly grabbed Wen Shuo's arm: "Hey, don't leave!"

"I really can't control it." Wen Shuo said with a sad face.

"Why can't you take care of it? Yesterday you said at my house that the matter has been done, you lied to me?" Liu Maohe said in a panic, shocked and angry, "You must take care of this matter to the end. You, you don't care, what should I do? Whoever wants to have the broken house wants? I don't care, I dare not take it! Shuo, you must not let go, you say, how much money you want, I will give you money, you dare not care, I will not end up with you! If I am really killed by Old Han, I will take you as a cushion, and your mother, no, don't get me wrong, Shuo, you have to help me no matter what... What, I will repair this house for Old Han, I will cover the courtyard wall, install the gate, I will provide him with tablets, build a tomb, and erect a large monument. It's really not possible. I built a temple for him in the village, right?"

Liu Maohe half threatened and half begged, and his incoherent speech seemed to have really moved, which scared Wen Shuo.

He stopped, cried and said innocently and embarrassedly: "Uncle Liu, aren't you making trouble for me? Yes, Old Han has taught me how to deal with this kind of thing before, but I have no experience in starting a good job, and I have no experience in starting a good job. If you make a mistake in starting a good job, you will kill me! Even if I did not make a mistake, I will lose my life. I am still very young. What should I do? Uncle Liu, you should look for another expert, oh by the way, I kindly advise you to go to other places to find a real expert as soon as possible. Those who are the immortal bridge can't do it at all, so don't waste time on them..."

"Where should I go to find a master?" Liu Maohe was almost crying. Of course he knew that the fortune tellers on the Immortal Bridge were all scammers.

"Anyway, I have said everything I should say, don't make things difficult for me." Wen Shuo turned around and walked out quickly.

Liu Maohe rushed over with anxiety and pulled Wen Shuo in the yard. Seeing a villager passing by outside, he hurriedly pretended to be calm, and frowned and said in a low voice: "Shuo, you said just now that you can do the method of starting the altar, then try it. If you dare to let go, I will spread the truth about your ability to learn Old Hantou, and will tell everyone that the process of doing things at my house will let everyone know that you are Old Hantou's apprentice! You, you are a little charlatan, and I will also tell others that Old Hantou hurt me..."

"Captain Liu!" Wen Shuo looked flustered and said angrily, "Are you ruining me? We have no grievances or grudges."

"I can't do anything about it!" Liu Maohe threatened in a pleading tone: "Shuo, do you know who I am? People have been begging me for so many years. When did I beg others? I really forced me to have no choice but to do anything. So this time, you must save me, I won't treat you badly!"

While saying this, Liu Maohe gradually showed a cruel look, and at the same time, he stuffed the key into Wen Shuo's trouser pocket without saying a word.

Seeing that the temperature was almost done, Wen Shuo lowered his head and looked at Liu Maohe with a frown. He then gritted his teeth and said, "Captain Liu, you are really... OK, I'm afraid of you! But we have to say one thing, eight thousand yuan, I'll do my best to do it for you. In addition, through this matter, I can see who you are. From now on, the little friendship we just formed is over!"

It's time to say this, and things are so dangerous and urgent. Liu Mao and I still care whether they have a friendship with Wen Shuo? He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go get money now. If you have anything else, please tell me quickly, don't let me run one by one!"

"A rooster who is more than three years old, 18 blue papers, 36 yellow papers, 2 red candles, just small ones, 18 fine fragrances, and half a pound of rice and millet. Then go to the Chinese medicine store to buy two cents of chensha and a bottle of ink..." Wen Shuo paused and shook his head and said, "I'll first see if there is any remaining in the old Hantou's house. If so, there is no need to buy chensha, brush, and yellow paper. I have to draw a few more talismans. By the way, let's get half a pound of glutinous rice."

"Is there anything else?" Liu Maohe frowned and said, "Where are you going to set up the altar to make a move?"

"It's here! Old Han left a root in his house, which is difficult to remove." Wen Shuo looked behind him and said, "You buy a rooster and go back to your own house first, kill it at the door of the main hall, sprinkle some chicken blood inside and outside the door, don't scrub it. Wait until I set up the altar, whether it's successful or not, clean it in seven days. Remember to bring the dead rooster after sprinkling the chicken blood. I also have to mix chicken blood, chen sand, and ink together to draw talismans. Oh, by the way, you should raise a dog at home as soon as possible, preferably a black local dog, male."

“Is there anything needed?”

Wen Shuo shook his head and turned around and walked into the room.

"Stop looking for it, I'll buy all of it for you to bring it!" Liu Maohe turned around and ran out. Soon, the roar of the motorcycle engine sounded.

Wen Shuo, who had already entered the room, smiled slightly and hummed softly.

He first came to the west room, which was the cooking kitchen. The honeycomb coal stove had already been extinguished, and the greasy and dirty window was half open on the left. On the windowsill of the dusty soil, there were several bottles containing oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. An old single bed next to the stove had large panels on it, and a few bowls of large and small size were placed on the inside. On the wall were hung with kitchen knives and fried spoons, a large water tank was covered with a lid made of sorghum stalks, and a scoop of water made of gourds was placed on one side of the lid.

At the north end of the west house, two pillars that were dozens of centimeters high and about one meter five meters apart were built at the north end of the west house. Several old rafters were laid on the bricks to prevent moisture from the ground, and several bags of grain were piled on them.

Wen Shuo shook his head, turned around and went to the east room again.

The east room is a bedroom, with a single bed, with no bed sheets on it, and straw mats and reed mats are laid on it. A old table is placed next to the corner of the east wall, and an old iron round lock plate is used in the middle of the two drawers on the left, so that the two drawers can be locked with one lock. The drawer on the right is not locked, and someone opened it about ten centimeters, revealing a few talismans inside.

Wen Shuo completely opened the drawer on the right, took out a few talismans and looked at them casually, and then put them back.

I took the key to open the lock, took off the round lock plate, and pulled the two drawers all open - as he expected, there was indeed an inkstone, a brush, a plastic bag containing cinnabar, and a stack of yellow mounting paper that had been cut but had not yet written a talisman.

There is also a paper crane the size of a palm and folded with yellow mounting paper.

Wen Shuo picked up the paper crane and frowned and looked at it for a few seconds. Suddenly, he thought of something, so he dipped some saliva with his right index finger, applied it on the paper crane's eyes, and gently recited a few magic spells... The vague words were immediately revealed on the paper crane.

Han Kehu once told Wen Shuo that "paper crane holds a letter", using pigeon blood to mix the chen sand and two drops of blood from the caster, burn the "Ming Qi Talisman", cast spells and chants, and writes letters on yellow paper. After the handwriting is dried, ordinary people cannot see it at all. Only the Xuanshi who knows how to use his own saliva to moisten the eyes of the paper crane, and his eyes are clear, and the handwriting is revealed.

Opening the paper crane, a letter with a red font was revealed in front of Wen Shuo:

Little fat man, when you opened this letter, my first seventh must have passed. Now, believe in the mysterious methods I taught you?

I guess, you kid will definitely try every means to make Liu Mao and a lot of money!

It’s a pity that you don’t have enough experience and have too little vision to open your mouth. Well, just treat it as a bargain, Liu Maohe, this guy is not a good person, so don’t feel guilty and uneasy. Moreover, if you don’t cheat him of money, with this guy’s nature, if the scar is healed, you will forget the pain and will definitely hold a grudge against you because of this house in the future.

I used to think that I would teach you word by word and word, and teach you all the mysterious methods of this sect. But after you went to high school, you began to deliberately avoid me and no longer come to the Immortal Bridge. I can understand, but if you don’t learn the mysterious methods for a long time, you will inevitably be unfamiliar with them. Even if I use the mysterious methods to condense my soul for a period of time after I die, I will wake up some memories in your subconscious that I am about to forget, and temporarily use them to use them for you. It is difficult for you to learn the mysterious methods of this sect.

Therefore, in the past two years, I have devoted all my efforts to write and record all the mysterious methods of this sect, leaving them for your future study and study. The notes are buried more than half a foot deep under the kitchen stove. When you are sure to remember everything in the future, you will burn the notes. The mysterious methods of this sect cannot leave written records. This is the rule in the sect.

After learning all the mysterious methods of this sect, even if you don’t do this in the future, at least, there is no harm.

As the saying goes, learn until you are old.

Little fat man, if you still hate me for teaching you these things on the premise of confirming that the mysterious method is true and leave the old house to you without your consent, then please pity me, the lonely old man, there is only one purpose of doing this - this mysterious method must be passed on and cannot be completely cut off in my hands, otherwise I will die with my eyes.
Chapter completed!