Chapter 132: Lives at Risk
"Ghost! The ghost is here to take my life!"

Everyone present felt their scalps tingling and felt the night breeze blowing.

The thin clothes could not keep out the cold; their hair stood on end. They rubbed their arms and looked at each other in fear.

"Who is this?" Li Daoxuan asked everyone.

"He is Zhao Shazi, a servant just like us."

"There are two brothers in the family and an old mother who is over 60 years old."

"He doesn't talk much and is honest and loyal. I've been to his house a few times and I've seen him take care of his old mother. He's a filial man."

Everyone talked at once, and Li Daoxuan had a general idea of ​​the deceased's identity.

It turned out that this man was called Zhao Erniu, a servant of the Zhao family. He was clumsy and spoke unclearly, so everyone nicknamed him "Zhao the Fool".

But in everyone's eyes, this fool Zhao is a filial and honest man who works diligently and never regrets anything he does. That's why Boss Zhao always keeps him by his side.

But now he died in this toilet, which is really unbelievable to everyone.

"Could it be that this fool Zhao did something bad and that ghost came to seek revenge?" someone whispered, drawing boos.

"What bad things can Zhao Shazi do? He doesn't even know the good of women. Last time I told him to find a wife, he asked me what a wife would be used for."

"Haha."

Some people who were hiding at the back and unable to get a closer look burst into laughter when they heard what was going on. Although it was inappropriate, it did help to dispel the terrifying atmosphere.

Li Daoxuan listened to their words, then looked carefully at the death of Zhao Shazi, and had him taken down from the red scarf.

When Shazi Zhao was put on the ground, he was already dead.

There were dark purple marks on his neck, but his tongue looked very strange. It didn't stick out like a hanged person, but seemed to have been pulled out forcibly, with the root of the tongue exposed.

Blood filled his mouth and flowed down his tongue. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen some extremely horrifying scene before he died.

"There are quite a few people coming here this time, not to mention there are people keeping watch in this hall. No matter what, if he died like this, there should have been some noise before he died, but why was he able to die so silently?" Li Daoxuan speculated in his heart, frowning.

He reached out and pulled open Zhao Shazi's clothes to check if there were any other injuries on his upper body. He suddenly saw a mark on the edge of his back. Just as he was about to turn over Zhao Shazi's body to take a closer look, he heard someone shout in horror, "Ghost!"

Upon hearing the voice, Li Daoxuan immediately turned around and looked back, and saw a pale face looking at them in the dark window on the third floor of the Zhao family's old house, with the faint flickering lantern candlelight reflecting it.

The face was as white as snow, and in front of everyone's eyes it slowly disappeared into the darkness.

"Really, there really is a ghost..."

"I, I don't want to die either."

"..."

Everyone was frightened by this sudden scene and was trembling with fear.

At this moment, a hurried sound of footsteps was heard.

Boss Zhao, wearing his robe and walking quickly with an angry look on his face, was followed by four martial artists, all of whom were burly men.

"What's going on! How could someone die? Who died?" Boss Zhao said angrily.

"Master, it's the fool Zhao who died."

"." Boss Zhao was stunned and looked astonished.

After a moment, he returned to normal, stared at the person who was speaking and asked, "Is Zhao Erniu really dead?"

After asking the question, he walked forward to check the situation without waiting for the person answering.

Seeing the person lying on the ground in the light, Boss Zhao couldn't help but take a step back.

"How did Zhao Shazi die!" he asked gritting his teeth.

"Yes, he was killed by a ghost." The servant trembled and told Boss Zhao the whole story.

The servant shivered as he spoke, crouching and glancing around from time to time.

As the saying goes, one should not talk about ghosts in the middle of the night. What's more, this was a real ghost, and one was afraid that saying something would violate a taboo and affect oneself.

After hearing that Shazi Zhao was found hanged in the toilet, Boss Zhao's anger was relieved.

He looked at Li Daoxuan who was standing beside him and asked, "Master, is it really like what these servants said, that it was done by a ghost?" "It should be." Li Daoxuan nodded and pointed to the dark window just now. "We saw the ghost just now, it was upstairs."

"This..." Boss Zhao's face was uncertain, and he looked down at the dead Zhao Shazi. "Master, do you have any way to exorcise ghosts?"

"Yes." Li Daoxuan answered with a blank expression and a flat tone, all the while secretly observing Boss Zhao's expression.

"Please ask the Taoist priest to exorcise the ghosts in our house to prevent them from harming people again." said Boss Zhao.

"Good, I have the same idea. Please prepare these things for me, young master."

Li Daoxuan asked Boss Zhao for a brazier and a freshly broken willow branch, then took out a few yellow talismans and pasted them around the front hall.

"The Eight Trigrams lead the heavenly soldiers. The sixty-four generals have clear retribution. Draw the bow and shoot the arrow, and the sky is full of anger. Use my mind method to mobilize millions of soldiers. Draw the bow and shoot the arrow, protect the law. All the laws are in harmony, Qian Yuan Heng Li Zhen. The three realms obey the talisman, and the Eight Trigrams Qian Kun capture the monsters. The Yang world recites the Qian Kun spell, and the underworld turns into millions. The sixty-four generals follow the order, I follow the order of Fuxi and King Wen, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

While chanting a spell, Li Daoxuan held the willow branch and hit in all directions.

After beating him seemingly seriously and diligently, he took out a talisman in his hand and placed it in the brazier, which instantly ignited a raging fire in the brazier.

The servants all stayed in the front hall and dared not go anywhere.

After such a big thing happened, who would dare to sleep? They were all afraid that ghosts would take their lives while they were sleeping.

They watched Li Daoxuan throw the yellow talisman into the fire, and saw the fire in the brazier burning fiercely.

The coldness around me was dispelled and my whole body felt warm instantly.

The servants looked at each other, knowing that this young Taoist priest was a capable man. Gradually, people's hearts calmed down and the atmosphere in the old house became much more relaxed.

As for the dead Zhao Shazi, his body had been wrapped in white cloth and placed in the side room. The house was filled with too much Yin energy, and no matter how it was driven away, it would soon come back again. Li Daoxuan personally pasted a talisman on him to prevent him from being affected by the Yin energy and turning into a Yin corpse.

At this moment, Boss Zhao was sitting in the hall, watching Li Daoxuan perform the ritual. His face looked gloomy and his mind was full of miscellaneous things.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from outside the house: "Ghost!"

Everyone in the room changed color when they heard this. Boss Zhao slammed the table and walked out angrily: "I want to see which ghost dares to hurt people!"

Although Boss Zhao looked ferocious, he was a businessman after all. At this moment, he was full of murderous intent and looked extremely ferocious. To ordinary people, he must have killed many people. Such a villain had a murderous aura that ordinary ghosts would be afraid of.

Upon hearing the voice, Li Daoxuan stopped what he was doing and followed behind Boss Zhao.

Walking in the dark corner of the house, although there was a light on, it was pitch black all around.

As he walked, Li Daoxuan once again felt that he was being spied on.

He kept walking and turned his head in the direction of the prying eyes. He saw the pale face he had seen before appeared again in the courtyard not far away, looking at him quietly.

After doing this several times, Li Daoxuan was no longer fearful. He frowned and looked at him, but the other party just waved his hand for a few times and then disappeared into the night.

"Young Taoist priest." Boss Zhao called out. "Come and take a look."

Hearing this, Li Daoxuan walked a few steps to the side of Boss Zhao. He looked where Boss Zhao pointed and saw a man lying on the ground with his eyes exploded and a chopstick stuck in his head.

His blood was all over the ground and his face was still filled with fear.

But the strange thing was that the man's tongue also stuck out a long section, just like that of the fool Zhao, it seemed as if it had been pulled out alive.

Looking at the miserable death, he must have been in great pain before dying.

From the time the sound was heard to the time everyone arrived, only a few breaths passed, and the servant was already dead.

Looking behind him, there were also a few large characters written on the wooden wall.

"Give me back my life!"

"Bastard!" Boss Zhao kicked a hole in the wooden wall.

His face was filled with anger, his muscles were throbbing, and that kick he had just delivered was so powerful that even the solid wooden wall couldn't withstand it.

Li Daoxuan looked at the cracks on the wooden wall, his eyes becoming more serious.

He looked at Boss Zhao without paying attention.

"Not simple. With such strength, he must be an expert in external martial arts."

(End of this chapter)