Chapter 508 The Ghost Mall, the Grave of the Dead

When Mr. Zhao saw the bloody face of the female ghost, he screamed in fright, but before the cry broke his throat, Shen Zongyao covered his mouth with a slap.

"If you roar, believe it or not, all these ghosts will find you?" Shen Zongyao whispered.

Mr. Zhao's legs trembled, not like an adult.

He really wanted to chop off his hand now, so he had to wipe that thing with a cheap hand, and he saw so many ghosts. It's so scary!

The long-haired female ghost looked at the male ghost next to her with blood dripping from her forehead.

When the male ghost saw such a female ghost, he sighed, "You are a little better than me."

Nan Xun's intuition was not good, and he looked away subconsciously.

Sure enough, in the next second, the male ghost also changed his face, with a head hanging crookedly around his neck, and his whole body was bloody from head to toe.

Mr. Zhao was scared to tears.

"I was the last to drink and drive. I accidentally overturned the car, and then crashed into a ghost like this. Hey, I'm sorry, why did I drink and drive." The male ghost began to sigh with the female ghost about life.

The female ghost patted him on the shoulder, "Big brother, don't drink and drive in the next life, and I will definitely not look at my phone when going up and down the stairs in my next life."

Several people listened to the corner of the wall for a long time, and a few ghosts in the front row suddenly looked over here with curious expressions.

"These people are so strange, aren't they here to watch the movie? What is Chu doing there?"

"Huh? Can they see us?"

Nan Xun groaned in his heart, feeling a little bad again.

The female ghost who fell down the stairs and died suddenly floated in front of several people. She might like to tease the younger ones, and a bloody face suddenly came to Nan Xun.

Nan Xun looked at the front with a calm expression, treating her as air.

"Stop wandering, the movie is playing at its best. After watching this movie, aren't you going to leave?" the male ghost next door said to her.

The female ghost floated in front of Shen Guangbi again. Seeing that neither of them were different, she floated back again and continued to watch the movie with relish.

Shen Ruiyuan took a few people to look at all the ghosts on the seven floors of the mall. At first, Mr. Zhao was too frightened to walk, but later he was completely numb.

After leaving the mall, you can still see a few ghosts walking here, passing directly in front of them, bringing a gust of wind.

President Zhao was about to kneel to the ancestor, "Master, you have to help me!"

Shen Ruiyuan hummed lightly, "I will help you solve the problem tomorrow."

If Mr. Zhao hadn't seen these ghosts, it would be fine to delay for a day, but he just saw so many terrible ghosts, and he was almost scared of a heart attack, and he didn't want to wait for tomorrow.

Nan Xun took out a talisman from his pocket and gave it to him, "This is a talisman. If you wear it, you should be able to sleep well at night."

President Zhao quickly took it over with a look of "you are my benefactor", completely forgetting that Nan Xun tricked him into wiping the bull's tears.

After that, the two groups went back to their respective houses, and Shen Zongyao shamelessly went to the villa for a night.

According to the request of the ancestor, a few people will go to the mall at noon tomorrow, that is, around twelve o'clock.

"Ancestor, why are there so many wandering souls in this place?" Nan Xun asked inexplicably.

When Nan Xun asked, both Shen Zongyao and Shen Guangbi raised their ears to listen.

Shen Ruiyuan said lightly: "Someone turned this mall into a ghost mall."

Several people looked solemn after hearing this.

How can a good-looking mall become a ghost mall?

"These ghosts are not actually wandering ghosts. They are all ghosts that have died within three days. They have no deep obsessions, and no resentment. After death, people will stay in the world for two or three days, and most of them will accompany their relatives. Until the end of the period, then go and live, but there are some who like to wander around, like these ghosts in Shengtai Mall." Shen Ruiyuan explained.

Nan Xun felt that he had gained knowledge again.

This mall obviously has something to attract wandering spirits to stay, otherwise there are so many places, why do these ghosts choose this one.

After returning to the villa, the ancestor did not let Nan Xun and Shen Guangbi idle. He personally taught the two to draw three talismans, the talisman for exorcising evil spirits, the talisman for town house, and the talisman for entraining air.

Shen Zongyao had obviously seen these talismans and looked a little excited.

This third type of Qi-inducing talisman is very good. It can guide the vitality of heaven and earth to the place where the talisman is located. He has never seen the Shen family successfully draw this talisman!

Shen Guangbi finally managed to draw the first two kinds of talismans after five or six attempts, but for the most powerful qi-entraining talisman, his arms would get sore every time he was halfway through drawing, and he couldn't use his hands. And once it happened more than once, he couldn't remember the complicated characters coming towards him.

However, what made Shen Guangbi and Shen Zongyao unbelievable was that this girl, Shen Xiaorou, had managed to draw all three talismans, and without any formulas or manual tricks, she only used a splendid brush to draw the talismans!

It's not a waste talisman, the two can feel that this talisman is real!

Nan Xun ran to the ancestor with the talismans he had drawn, "Ancestor, look, how are these talismans I drew?"

The ancestor looked admiring, "The technique is still a little unfamiliar, but the girl has already drawn very well."

Nan Xun, who was praised, laughed and became a little silly girl.

Shen Guangbi looked at the pile of discarded talismans on his desk. Only a few of them were successful. For the first time, he felt that he might be as stupid as the ancestor said.

Shen Xiaorou, she... her aptitude is so high, it's no wonder that the ancestor gave her a high look.

Shen Zongyao patted his shoulder comfortingly, not knowing what to say.

Three o'clock at noon is the time when the yang energy is at its peak. In ancient times, beheadings were divided into different degrees of severity. Those heinous and serious offenders were beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, the yang energy was at its peak, and some weak ghosts would be directly burned to death by the yang energy. Execution at this time is to make these wicked people unable to do even ghosts.

Although it was not three o'clock in the afternoon when the few people arrived, it was close.

Mr. Zhao had been waiting at the entrance of the mall early. Although Mr. Zhao had Nanxun's soothing charm, Mr. Zhao had a good night's sleep last night, but when he woke up, even in broad daylight, he felt very flustered.

Shen Ruiyuan glanced at him and said lightly, "There are no ghosts at this time, you don't have to worry."

Nan Xun silently added in his heart: Unless those ghosts didn't leave last night and spent the night in this mall.

Mr. Zhao finally sighed after hearing this, but he was still a little scared.

Shen Ruiyuan walked in the front, and as soon as he entered the door, he looked at the crystal chandelier in the middle and explained: "This crystal chandelier is located in the middle of the shopping mall, and it just happens to form a sword of gathering Yin, the Yin thing naturally likes this place, and Those two red peace knots, you go and order someone to take those knots down."

In order not to affect the old customers, Mr. Zhao deliberately suspended the mall for one day. He immediately called the decoration workers and took down the two huge decorations hanging on the top with safety knots.

"Tear apart." Shen Ruiyuan said simply and clearly.

Mr. Zhao was startled, and quickly had the Ping An knot cut open with scissors.

As soon as a cut was made, many small paper bags fell out of the peace knot, and each bag was actually filled with wet soil.

"What is this?" Nan Xun asked curiously.

Shen Ruiyuan said coldly: "The yin-stained...dead man's grave."