"That thing should not be a ghost." I opened the car door while transmitting my voice, but Bai Xiaoshan suddenly screamed: "Look at the back!"

When I turned my head, a red umbrella had rolled down from the cemetery steps. The opened umbrella bounced up and down and landed at the entrance of the cemetery. It rolled on the ground with the handle as the center before stopping.

The umbrella tip just pointed to the car door.

Feng Lanxi staggered his steps: "I'll go and have a look!"

"No need!" I said coldly: "She means to stay with us forever. And, the next target is me."

I didn't even look at the umbrella, and drove away from the cemetery. Instead, Chen Sanmu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around frequently: "Wu family, that female ghost is coming out again."

I had long seen the woman in red clothes in the rearview mirror. The other party covered her face with a red umbrella and stood in front of the cemetery and watched us leave.

In front of the gray cemetery gate, the only blood red looks extremely dazzling.

But the other party just stood at the cemetery door and saw us leave, and there was no other way.

Chen Sanmu looked at it for a long time before saying, "Wang Dang Family, what should we do?"

"Go to your grandfather's house." I drove the lane: "You have to find clues little by little. Your grandfather is the only person in the Chen family who has seen the red umbrella girl. If I guess correctly, he should have any clues in his hand."

Chen Sanmu shook his head and said, "It's impossible! My grandfather left in a hurry. He probably won't leave any clues. Moreover, my dad never mentioned these things to Zhang Wentao."

I drove the lane: "Have you noticed a detail? When you told me that you were evil, your grandfather once said to your father: You don't know, is it for me to keep this tone? After your grandfather said this, your father changed his attitude and no longer blamed your grandfather."

"A warlock will not say that he keeps his breath for no reason. That is a taboo for warlocks. I guess your master has long been dead, or he knows what kind of disaster your Chen family will encounter. This is why he used some secret method to delay his death. In order to find a glimmer of life for the Chen family."

My voice sank, "Although ordinary people are also entangled with ghosts, there is no grudge between them and ghosts, and there is no hatred. Even if you are attracted by a female ghost, it is not a problem that cannot be solved. At worst, it is to dig up the other party's grave and crush the bones and ashes. Such things can be done by a warlock. Why doesn't Zhang Wentao dare to take on your business? You know, your family has not received an invitation to the undead at that time."

Chen Sanmu shook his head and said, "I don't know either, and Zhang Wentao didn't explain the reason clearly."

I asked again, "Then I ask you, why did Zhang Yating pester you? Do you have no idea in your heart?"

"No!" Chen Sanmu said with a bitter face: "Zhang Yating and I are classmates, but we haven't said a few words. How could I know, why did she pester me?"

I said in a deep voice: "Zhang Yating has been a classmate with you for three years, but she suddenly started attacking when she was about to graduate. Whether she was a human or a ghost, she would have been with you for three years and there must be some special reason. Think about it carefully and think about everything you can think of."

Chen Sanmu hugged his head and thought for a while: "I really can't remember anything."

I drove the lane: "What about your master? Have you done anything special?"

Chen Sanmu said: "I always feel that my master is not an ordinary doctor. But I feel this way. I can't explain clearly. What's going on?"

Many warlocks are used to hiding and are good at hiding their identities, just like my master. If it weren't for that coincidence, I would probably never know that he was Juanshanlong in my life.

Old Man Chen was able to make Zhang Wentao owe favors and to have a common friendship with Zhang Xiaofeng, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.

Zhang Yating may be more likely to seek revenge.

I turned around and said, "Feng Lanxi, recite a clear magic spell for Chen Sanmu. Wake him up and let him think about it carefully."

Feng Lanxi recited the Qing magic spell to Chen Sanmu, but I didn't know how to deal with Lu Yihan. I thought for a long time before saying, "Teacher Lu, I'm sorry. I will be responsible for your affairs to the end. During this period, you should follow us! I'm responsible for your safety."

"Yeah!" Lu Yihan did not show excessive fear, but just sat in the back seat and nodded, but I could hear her nervousness from her voice.

I drove Bai Xiaoshan to Lu Yihan: "I let this stupid cat follow you. Although it can't do anything, it can help you with warnings. If you are in danger, throw it out first."

Lu Yihan hugged Bai Xiaoshan tightly: "I think there will be no danger if you are there."

Bai Xiaoshan found a comfortable position and lay on Lu Yihan's lap, and sent a message to me: "Wu Wen, your love luck is here. This silly girl likes you!"

"You took him into a life-threatening business, and she didn't go crazy, that was to believe you and like you."

"Get out of here, let's talk nonsense, I'll kill you!" I scolded Bai Xiaoshan and then accelerated.

Old Man Chen lives in the countryside not far from the cemetery, but the house was built one or two miles away from the village. A few steps east of his house is the intersection of the mountain. Two elm trees were planted on the left and right at the entrance of the mountain. Looking up from the middle of the two trees, you can see a mountain bag that looks like a tomb-shaped one.

Feng Lanxi walked forward and said, "Wu Wen, why do those two trees look like to tomb gates?"

The branches of the two trees were just built together, and from a distance it looked like a gate with only borders. With the mountain bag behind it, what would it be if it wasn't a grave gate?

When I arrived at the place, it was just dark, which was not the best time to look at the air, so I naturally couldn't see whether there was yin energy on the mountain.

If the yin energy is not seen in the mountains, it would be better. If the yin energy is evaporated, this mountain will be a grave.

Those who use mountains as their tombs are either emperors or ghosts and gods. There are only a few tombs of emperors in the Northeast. If the mountains are tombs, the things buried under them will be of great significance.

I stood at the door of Old Chen's house and looked at the mountain for a long time before saying to Chen Sanmu: "Why did your master build the house here?"

Chen Sanmu said: "I also find it strange. When my grandfather built this house, there was still a lot of noise."

I suddenly felt energetic: "Tell me what's going on?"
Chapter completed!