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"Her source spirit is not in the grave." The monk said indifferently.

"Since the evil ghost can transform into a corpse and bury the grave again, I don't think she did it herself." Wang Ye said: "Since she's not here, let's go back first."

The monk did not want to listen, he insisted on staying, but Liu Hong did not dare stay here.

Wang Ye returned to the carriage, the monk was at the top of the mountain opening the bag on his back, he took out the buddhist staff inside, and started meditating on the mountain.

Wang Ye could not figure out what was going on with the evil ghost, so he rushed to Liu Hong's residence alone.

When he pushed the door open, he could smell a foul stench coming from inside, as if something had rotted. It was afternoon and the room was filled with yang energy.

Wang Ye tried to use the electric light, but there was no electricity in this place, and the electric light could no longer be activated. He took a look at the sticky substance on the wall.

But why did the ghoul not harm anyone before? Could it be that he didn't like me?

Wang Ye inspected the place. This was already a haunted house, and there was no way for people to stay here. If they stayed here too long, they would definitely be seriously ill.

He took out a piece of Evil Repelling Talisman, and then smirked. With a flip of his palm, the Yellow Talisman was slapped away, and this piece of Yellow Talisman immediately flew to the ceiling.

Once the sariras were out, the surrounding yin aura immediately dissipated. It was a pity that Wang Ye did not know any buddhist techniques, so this sariras could not display its greatest strength in his hands.

But exorcism was enough! Wang Ye chanted the incantation, the sariras produced a trace of heat, and the surrounding yin fiend energy completely dissipated.

At this moment, a woman was standing in the doorway. She said, "You'd better not meddle!"

Before she could see the woman's face clearly, she leaned forward and Wang Ye reached out to slap her with his palm. She might not be that strong compared to Wang Ye, but he had never been afraid of anyone!

The woman's attack did not hit, her body retreated backwards, Wang Ye extended his hand, and directly grabbed her, pressing her onto the ground. Only then did he see clearly, that the woman had a pair of charming eyes, a straight nose and a small mouth, wasn't she Liu Hong's wife?

The photo of the woman and Liu Hong was still hanging in the living room. Wang Ye looked at the photo and asked, "Why do you want to harm Liu Hong?"

"Humph!" I advise you to let me go, or you will die a miserable death! " The woman's tone was not friendly.

Wang Ye raised his hand, swung his palm: "I don't like to hit women, but you can't blame me."

The lady was enraged. Just as she raised her arm, Wang Ye turned her head to the side fiercely and shot an arrow from her sleeve straight into the ceiling. If she did not open it earlier, she would have been shot through the head.

How vicious this woman was! Wang Ye did not have any intentions to kill her, but this woman wanted to kill him right away, what grudge did she have?

A guy wearing a suit with a wig hanging at the side and holding a staff in his hand stood at the entrance and said: "Amitabha, I …" "What the f * ck!"

The woman took advantage of the moment when Wang Ye was distracted to suddenly struggle free from his left hand, and rushed towards the monk.

The monk waved the staff in his hand, and he immediately went forward to meet her. However, the woman suddenly scattered a pile of powder, and a pungent smell spread out.

Wang Ye quickly held his breath, his eyes filled with tears, the monk also had tears and mucus flowing down his face, and by the time the two could clearly see his surroundings, the woman had already disappeared.

"Don't chase after a desperate enemy!" The monk pulled Wang Ye.

"Aren't you staying on the mountain? Why did they suddenly rush over? " Wang Ye was a little curious.

The monk explained that he had realized that someone had gone to the graveyard and was about to ask about it when he saw the monk.

Then, the monk chased all the way to here. The moment he approached, he realized what was happening in front of him.

His intuition told him that Liu Hong's matter was not simple. Who was this woman and what did she have to do with this evil ghost?

"That evil ghost's source spirit is actually in this house. It has probably been raising ghosts for a long time. Your sariras are lent to me and I will convert it!" The monk stretched out his hand.

"None of my business!" Wang Ye was too lazy to bother with him.

The monk touched his chin. Why wasn't this guy on the right track? He had seen through me just like that?

In Wang Ye's heart, how could this brat be a monk? He knows how to cheat and steal, all kinds of things.

"I'll lend you the talisman on the ceiling. If you like it, don't use it. As for the sariras, you'd better not have any ideas." After Wang Ye finished speaking, he sat in front of the door and lit up a cigarette.

What was the connection between the sudden appearance of the monk and the ghost keeper? Wang Ye couldn't understand, then did that have something to do with the boss behind Dalong?

Was all this controlled by someone? Everything happened too coincidentally, and the monk had appeared at the most dangerous time of his life.

The monk converted the ghost source spirit very quickly, the murderous aura in the room had completely dissipated, he straightened his wig, and walked to the door.

"Kid, why did you come here last night?" Wang Ye suddenly asked.

"Let me think!" The monk scratched his head and said, "This is a long story..."

"Bullshit!" Why did you come here last night? "Could it be that you've been staring at my sariras for a long time?" Wang Ye asked.

"No!" "I ran into a thief last night, took my luggage and ran. I chased him here but didn't see him. Instead, I saw that the miasma was flourishing and there were evil spirits lurking around, so I subdued him." The monk explained.

The monk's money was all in the bag, but fortunately for him, he had found Wang Ye, and as long as he could get the sariras back and report back, he would be able to complete the mission.

This fellow's words did not sound like he was bullshitting. Wang Ye believed him in his heart, and said: "Can I take a look at this staff?"

Without saying a word, the monk wrapped the buddhist staff with a cloth, looking at Wang Ye's greedy eyes, he had to be on guard, because Wang Ye seemed to be very interested in his buddhist staff.

Wang Ye thought, this staff looked to be very old and had been well maintained, it should be an antique from the end of the Tang Dynasty. It was a pity that there were some scratches on it, as long as he put his heart into fixing the scratches, he should be able to sell it for a good price.

If the monk knew what Wang Ye was thinking, he would definitely put the staff back in the safe.

"I saved your life last night, do you have to treat me to a meal today?" The monk said bluntly.

Wang Ye rubbed his chin, looked at the monk with an evil smile, and said: "Alright!"

If the monk didn't wear a wig, he would definitely attract the attention of many passers-by. One of them wore a suit, while the other carried a big bag on his back. On top of that, it was a bald man.

They took a taxi downtown, where there were plenty of places to eat.