My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Zhang Hao gave Lu Yuxuan a deep look, his gaze meaningful. Under Zhang Hao's subtle gaze, a barely perceptible hint of guilt flashed in Lu Yuxuan's eyes.

"I'd like to inspect the entire estate. Is that alright, Madam?" Zhang Hao asked.

If it were the old Lu Yuxuan, she would definitely have forbidden the other party from entering her floor to investigate. But now, in order to successfully exorcise the evil spirit and save her own life, she could only grit her teeth and agree to Zhang Hao's request.

Zhang Hao called Luo Shui and asked him to go with him to investigate the floor where Lu Yuxuan lived.

Luo Shui got up and followed, with the security captain leading the way.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuxuan and her son Chen Anshi sat on the sofa, watching the two of them go upstairs.

Chen Anshi was somewhat uneasy: "Can they really resolve this matter?"

If the problem can't be solved, shouldn't they prepare to move out of the house?

Even if they successfully exorcise the evil spirits, living in this house still makes me feel uneasy. Maybe we should wait for Dad to come back and persuade him to sell this mansion?
Anyway, Dad will be back soon, so I'll talk to him about it then.

Having made up his mind, Chen Anshi did not notice that his mother, who was sitting to the side, was restless.

After going upstairs, Zhang Hao went to Lu Yuxuan's bedroom, based on the location with the strongest yin energy.

The bedroom is decorated in a minimalist style, which shows that the owner has good taste.

But as soon as he entered, a strong stench of blood hit him, completely ruining Zhang Hao's mood for appreciating the decor.

The fishy smell was pungent and unpleasant, and even Luo Shui, who was standing next to her, frowned in disgust.

The security captain stood aside, seemingly oblivious to everything, his expression remaining calm.

Instead, the security captain noticed their strange expressions and asked somewhat nervously, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Luo, is something wrong?"

“Something is definitely not right. You can go out now; we need to investigate here.”

The security captain was in a dilemma. This was the wife's bedroom; how could he allow two men to investigate inside? Even if they wanted to investigate, he could watch from the side and make sure he wouldn't disturb them.

Moreover, if we don't keep an eye on things, who will take responsibility if something really happens in the bedroom?
As a seasoned veteran of the workplace, the security captain said with a troubled expression, "I also need to keep watch from the sidelines. How about this, I promise I won't make a sound no matter what I see, and I absolutely won't interfere with your actions, so could I stay?"

As long as the other party didn't interfere with the investigation, Zhang Hao didn't mind letting him stay. So he didn't say anything more, just waved his hand to indicate that the security captain could stay.

The two then began to inspect the room, with Luo Shui helping to search every corner. However, the wardrobes and drawers were mostly filled with designer bags, clothes, or jewelry.

No abnormalities were found.

Zhang Hao stood by the window, stroking his chin as he fell into deep thought.

Something's not right. He had sensed the strong stench of blood coming from outside, and the yin energy here was incredibly dense. Only an extremely powerful yin spirit could cause such an imbalance of yin and yang.

Judging from the degree of yin energy concentration, this should be the place where that ghost resides.

But when I came to investigate, how come there was no trace of that ghost?

Could it be that the ghost left first?
That's unlikely. The ghost had been following Lu Yuxuan the whole time, not daring to stray too far from her. How could it suddenly disappear now?

Could it be that Lu Yuxuan knew the ghost and gave it a heads-up beforehand, allowing the ghost to hide temporarily?

It seems I still need to talk to Lu Yuxuan and tell her to stop hiding things and to speak up about anything she's concealing.

After the investigation, Zhang Hao planned to go downstairs to discuss things with Luo Shui again. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed that the security captain was staring at Luo Shui, who stood motionless to the side like a wooden stake.

Zhang Hao was completely bewildered. What was going on between these two? Could they have suddenly fallen for each other? No way, no way!
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Hao asked casually, breaking the subtle tension between the two.

The security captain was jolted awake by these words. He smiled awkwardly, his eyes darting around, and said guiltily, "Because Mr. Luo Shui looks so much like the young master, I couldn't help but take a few more glances. But it's just a resemblance, the young master drowned half a month ago."

Zhang Hao's heart stirred slightly, and he turned to look at Luo Shui.

The timing of his death is quite a coincidence; it happens to coincide with the day Luoshui was rescued.

Luo Shui coughed and, before Zhang Hao could speak, said, "There are many people in this world who look alike. You may have mistaken me for someone else."

The security captain shuddered again, nodded in agreement with Luo Shui's words, but still said somewhat awkwardly, "Your voice sounds a lot like the young master's."

Luo Shui replied coldly, "It's just that the voice sounds similar."

The security captain nodded repeatedly, then led them downstairs.

As they were going downstairs, Zhang Hao suddenly smiled and asked the security captain, "Did your wife suddenly become listless and lose her appetite for a while a few months ago, and even crave sour foods?"

The security captain thought about it and realized that there had indeed been such a period of time. But how did the other party know? He thought to himself that these people were strange, but still answered honestly.

“My wife did have some health problems before, and the symptoms were exactly the same as what you described, but she gradually got better.”

Zhang Hao had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Back in the living room, Chen Anshi saw them and quickly stood up from the sofa, walking over to ask, "How is it? Any progress? When can we resolve those issues?"

"We've made some progress, but there are some things we still need your cooperation in the investigation." Zhang Hao's gaze was fixed on Lu Yuxuan.

Lu Yuxuan's expression was somewhat stiff, but she still managed to force a smile and said politely, "Mr. Zhang, how would you like me to cooperate?"

"It's very simple. May I ask, madam, have you had an abortion before?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the living room changed, especially Chen Anshi, who stared at his mother in disbelief. Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Lu Yuxuan felt extremely awkward. After a few minutes of silence, she finally nodded and said, "Yes, but later, due to poor health, the baby couldn't be saved."

Zhang Hao nodded, then pointed upstairs to the room where Lu Yuxuan lived and said, "Did you once have a spirit that you invited from a small Southeast Asian country in your room?"

Lu Yuxuan's face turned deathly pale. She desperately wanted to deny it, but reason told her that the truth could no longer be hidden. It was better to cooperate with the investigation; perhaps that would completely resolve the trouble.

"Yes," Lu Yuxuan said, forcing herself to speak.

Chen Anshi was increasingly shocked as he listened. He felt as if he no longer recognized his mother: "Mom, how come I've never heard of you having a miscarriage? That old man is so old! Why doesn't he know how to be more restrained! Have you ever thought about how awkward it would be for our family if I suddenly had a younger brother or sister who is more than twenty years younger than me!"

The security captain clenched his fist to his lips, coughed heavily, and looked embarrassed.

Lu Yuxuan was equally embarrassed, and could only bite the bullet and say, "That was just an accident, don't mention it again. Your dad didn't mean it either. I've already handled it myself, I just don't want your dad to know, so as not to distract him. Please don't tell your dad."

After speaking, Lu Yuxuan looked at the people around her and said solemnly, "I hope everyone can keep this a secret and not spread it around."

Everyone nodded, indicating that they would not spread the word.

After confirming these facts, Zhang Hao had basically figured out why the house was haunted.

“I have a solution. For the next few days, you can just live your life as usual. However, you may have some strange dreams. In your dreams, I hope you can apologize to the child you couldn't save. Once you resolve his inner conflict and let him reincarnate in peace, the haunting of this manor will be more than half resolved.”

Lu Yuxuan's face turned pale and then red. After hesitating for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay, I understand."

This matter clearly couldn't be resolved overnight; after all, a causal link needed to be settled. Once these necessary causal connections were dealt with, Zhang Hao left the manor with his entourage. As he left, he declined the butler's offer to see him off.

As Zhang Hao walked out of the manor, he glanced at his silent follower, Luo Shui.

"Hey kid, you've been so quiet ever since you went in. Did you remember something again?"

Luo Shui got into the car, took off his mask, and stepped on the gas. Only after the car was far away from the manor did he speak slowly and deliberately: "If I told you that I've regained some of my memories, would you believe me?"

"Although under normal circumstances, it would take at least a year and a half for your memory to recover, it is indeed possible for some memories to suddenly return if you are stimulated. So, of course I believe it."

Generally speaking, wealthy families are rife with gossip, and Zhang Hao naturally has no interest in ordinary wealthy family gossip. However, if people around him are involved, Zhang Hao feels he would be quite happy to be a bystander.

"Tell me, what kind of grudge or entanglement do you have with this local richest family?" Zhang Hao asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"I'm very confused right now, Mr. Zhang. I'm sorry, I want to be alone for a while."

The car stopped by the roadside. Zhang Hao didn't say anything more, just waved his hand, letting Luo Shui go and clear her head.

Luo Shui seemed so distraught that she even forgot to take off her mask.

He arrived at the riverbank, the very river where he had been rescued earlier. Watching the river rush by, Luo Shui's mood grew increasingly gloomy.

Time passed second by second, and Luo Shui stood by the river as if time had frozen. He even felt that his whole life might just pass by like this.

Suddenly, a panicked shout shattered the tranquility.

A luxury car was parked by the roadside, and an elderly man with a full head of white hair hurriedly ran out of it. The old man was wearing a smart suit, but because he had fled in such a hurry, he looked quite disheveled.

He ran breathlessly, with the driver chasing after him with a menacing look on his face.

The white-haired old man shouted for help, but the area was a good fishing spot, usually quiet, and since it was a weekday, almost no one came here, and there was hardly anyone else to be seen.

Perhaps due to the angle, the driver didn't notice someone staring at him from behind. He menacingly caught up with the old man, pulled out a knife, and was about to attack him.

The old man twisted his ankle while running, and the pain was so bad that he couldn't even get up. He was so scared that he was trembling all over and kept shouting for help.

Luo Shui looked conflicted, but finally sighed and resignedly rushed out.

These past few days, he's learned quite a few skills from Zhang Hao. He threw a palm-sized peach wood sword dart, accurately knocking the knife out of the driver's hand.

The driver was startled when he saw the dagger being knocked away. He looked in the direction the dagger had come from and spotted a man wearing a mask!
Murder and body disposal are things that must be done secretly; being seen means being exposed. The driver was so frightened that he turned and ran without thinking, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The old man with a full head of white hair fell to the ground, his eyes red with pain, and his face was contorted with wrinkles from the agony.

Luo Shui walked up to him, her expression cold: "Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately beamed with joy and quickly said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young man..."

As he spoke, the old man paused slightly, scrutinizing the young man with a critical eye.

Seeing that the other person was wearing a mask, the old man's expression became somewhat strange. Finally, he stammered, "Thank you for saving me. May I see your face? I want to know what my savior looks like..."

Luo Shui coldly refused him: "I'm sorry, I study Yin-Yang Feng Shui and occasionally practice corpse-driving. I wear this mask because I've recently learned some special magic, so I can't take it off. Why do you insist on seeing my face? Do I look a lot like someone you know?"

"Hehe..." The old man chuckled dryly, his head lowered, his expression full of disappointment. "Your voice is exactly the same as my eldest son's."

Luo Shui dialed the ambulance number, gave the address, and then looked at the old man and said, "Exactly the same? Judging from your expression, you seem to care a lot about your eldest son."

“I do care… I really do care. My eldest son is always going against me and never gives me any peace of mind, but I still love him like my own son. Who would have thought that he would be so rebellious, never listen to my advice, and in the end… drown.”

The old man was Chen Zixuan. He kept talking, as if he had taken the person who saved him as a confidant and poured out all the words that had been weighing on his heart.

“My son is just like you, even the way he speaks is exactly the same. I never expected him to inherit the family business, after all, he doesn't study hard and spends all his time drinking, racing cars, and chasing girls. But I never imagined he would accidentally fall into the water while drunk… If I had known, I should have disciplined him more strictly.” (End of Chapter)