...The eyes were unconscious and the whole body showed a sad and resentful look.

In his forties, he was a time when he was successful and successful, but now he looked lifeless.

You can tell that you are a person with a story.

In fact, when we first met, Wang Sheng attracted Zhang Baoren's attention. As a ghost-catching demon-subduing impermanence, it is most likely to care about such people.

After a clear statement from "Old Man Zhao", he even put it in his heart.

So just after the "Sword Appreciation Conference", he immediately called Wang Sheng,

After some talks and exchanges, he finally subdued him with his approachable, reassuring and convincing temperament, making him let go of his guard and began to reveal his feelings.

After dinner, Wang Sheng was already very convinced by Zhang Baoren.

Not only did I put my hope entirely on those two ancient swords that have experienced the battlefield, I also had some more expectations for Zhang Baoren...

On the way to the Taoist temple to get the sword, Wang Sheng told his story: "...I was born in an ordinary family. My father was a carpenter and my mother knew a lot of girls. Her skills were quite exquisite.

Although I am not a big family, my life is still good.”

"And I am the only son in the family, so I am very favored by my parents. I basically have to try my best to give me everything."

"They are all hardworking and smart people. Although they don't have much knowledge, they also know some truth.

I know that if I want to turn over, I have to read.

Therefore, I tried my best to send me to the best school, flatter my husband, please my classmates, and curry favor with all those who have an impact on my studies and my future..."

"Free work, furniture, and clothes for others, they did everything..."

As he said that, his eyes turned slightly red and his voice choked up, "Sorry, I can't help myself..."

"fine…"

Zhang Baoren comforted softly, and then continued to listen to his story.

"I can always feel their feelings and remember them all the time, so I dare not be lazy at all.

Fortunately, I was a little smarter in my life. In the end, I passed the county examination with good grades and achieved fame in the government examination."

"But when I thought I could finally repay my parents, they suddenly became tired... They exhausted their efforts for my future and future, and finally couldn't hold on anymore."

"That time was the most painful and frustrated time...but it was also the most lucky time for me."

“I met her when I was mourning for my parents…

She is so gentle, so beautiful, so understanding.

It was with her encouragement that I slowly walked out of the haze and grief.

We were attracted to each other because of this, and finally, under my pursuit, she became my wife."

"…Then it was a happy day, we were as close as we were, and we respected each other like my parents before, and supported each other."

"We said we wanted to have two children, one boy and one girl... I even thought about the names and future of the children. I taught them to read, and she helped us grind..."

"I originally thought that life would continue to be so happy, but the disaster suddenly happened."

"That day I got home and suddenly I saw the door open, the furniture in the room was messy, and my wife was disheveled and her eyes were not at all slightest. She fell into a pool of blood."

"She was insulted, and my unborn child was gone..."

"I went to find the thief and wanted to seek justice, but the man said that my wife was going to seduce him, not only humiliating me, but also hit me out."

"He has an official position and power. I can't do anything to him, and I don't even have the strength to take revenge..."

Speaking of this, Wang Sheng's face turned from distorted resentment to sadness, "It's a scholar who has no use. I'm just a useless person..."

"Since that day, my wife became crazy, and then suddenly disappeared one day. I looked for everything, but there was no sign of her."

"And since she disappeared, I dreamed of hearing her crying and asking me to avenge her, and sometimes I could occasionally see her covered in blood during the day..."

Wang Sheng covered his eyes, paused for a while, and waited until the tears in his eyes stopped, and then wiped away the wetness on his face.

He looked at Zhang Baoren with despair in his desolation, and then smiled and said, "This is my story."

Zhang Baoren patted his shoulder, waited for his mood to calm down for a while, and then asked, "Do you suspect that your wife was killed by that person? Then he turned into a ghost and ran to you to complain to ask you to avenge her?"

"Will this be your hallucination or some imagination..."

"Dao Master Zhang still doesn't believe what I said?"

Wang Sheng said angrily with a cold face.

"No...I believe there is such a ghost in this world, even more than you."

"But if there is really a ghost, these two swords may not be able to stop them."

Wang Sheng suddenly became a little anxious when he heard this, "Why, didn't you say it can save the house?"

Zhang Baoren explained seriously, "The most essential reason for its housekeeping is that it has killed countless lives and has a kind of evil spirit that ordinary people cannot feel.

This evil spirit is disgusted by ghosts and ghosts, so you can keep it at home without any intrusion of evil and filth."

"And according to your reason, your wife's ghost has recorded you, and it is directed to you. It may be a bit silence to calm down like this..."

Wang Sheng looked pale and he carefully tentatively, "Master, aren't you kidding?"

Zhang Baoren said seriously: "If you have any false words, let me fight against five thunder."

"Then what should I do...this?"

I saw a little light in despair and then was instantly extinguished. This kind of blow was unimaginable.

"Master, you must help me..."

Wang Sheng said that and then he fell to the ground.

Zhang Baoren quickly grabbed his arm and held him in, "I can't think of this."

"You are Old Man Zhao's friend, of course I won't ignore it. Since I have spoken, I'm naturally a little sure."

"You take me home and take a look. Not to mention that you can subdue this ghost, you can keep you safe no matter how you are. No matter how bad you are, you can help you pay attention."

Wang Sheng struggled for a while, but finally chose to believe Zhang Baoren.

Then he held the Gu Zhan Jian tightly, who was not sure whether it was useful, and rushed straight towards his house with Zhang Baoren.

…

Wang Sheng’s home is located in the south and west of the city.

That is, the place opposite the underworld yamen stationed across Taiping Street.

The three major areas of Babaili City are the poorest in the south of the city, and the poorest in the west of the city.

The poorest place is the most people, and there are nearly one-third of the people in the Eighth Mili City in a small area. It is difficult to manage if there are too many people.

It will bring about all kinds of dirty, messy, bad environments, and breed all kinds of things like filthy ghosts.

This is also the reason why the underworld's residence is located here.

Walking in the path where garbage is piled up and sewage is scattered, smelling all kinds of shit and urine, and all kinds of garbage are piled up together, and a disgusting smell is fused...

There were tiny, milky white maggots churning in the sewage channel on the side, and groups of green-headed flies were buzzing and screaming...

And behind the dim window and in the crack of the door, the pairs of eyes and hearts full of malicious intentions...

All of these fell clearly in Zhang Baoren's eyes and in his heart. It was impossible not to see them.

"Is this the worst place in Babaili City?"

I thought I and the place where I lived were poor enough, but after I got here I realized what it means to be poorer and more miserable.

By forcibly suppressing all kinds of visual and perceived nausea and discomfort, the pace under the feet couldn't help but speed up.

Under Wang Sheng's leadership, he walked through ugly and crowded alleys with countless people living.

Finally, we came to a small courtyard that was piled up with green bricks, which was clean and neat, and even "gorgeous" compared to the surrounding area.

This place is indeed the poorest, but poor place does not mean that the people inside are poor. There are also "rich people" among so many people.

Just like the poorest place in the Eighth Mile City, the Zhao family also lives here.

Of course, Wang Sheng is not worthy of comparing with the Zhao family.

Not as shameless as the Zhao family!

But in such a place that can be called a slum, it can also be considered a tyrannical one.

As he said, his family was doing well!

This should be the "noble area" in the west of the city. Not only Wang Sheng and his family, but other houses around him are also private courtyards.

The tidying is also quite clean and tidy.

At least it won’t make Zhang Baoren feel uncomfortable anymore here.

Then just as Wang Sheng took out the key and opened the door, Zhang Baoren suddenly felt a gaze full of malice but had some familiar eyes.

Looking behind me along the induction...

The door of Wang Sheng’s house is diagonally opposite, passing through an empty and neat courtyard, in the shadow of the open door.
To be continued...