The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

This is a hillside only about a hundred meters high, with a gentle slope and fertile soil. For Pan Yun, who lives in Sanqing Mountain, this is a slope that makes him want to cut down all the trees and plant crops.

The fallen leaves made a crunching sound when stepped on.

Pan Yun used his feet to push away the fallen leaves. Under the yellow-black leaves was a layer of gray soil. With a light touch of his toes, the soil became loose and floated up.

She stepped down on tiptoe and exclaimed: "What great soil, what great mountains!"

Li Wenying couldn't help but nod: "This mountain is great for planting trees, tea, or fruit trees."

Pan Jun reached out and patted the thick tree trunk next to him: "Look at this tree, how thick it is!"

Mr. Li's forehead was covered with sweat and his breathing became rapid. It was unknown whether it was because of the climbing or for some other reason. He forced a smile and tried to lead Pan Yun and the others down the mountain: "Master Pan, I haven't taken good care of this mountain. It is overgrown with weeds and is very difficult to walk on. There are several other places where I have encountered evil spirits. Two of them are also on this road. Shall we go and take a look?"

Pan Yun: "No rush."

She glanced around, found the right direction and walked forward: "Master Li, you said before that you went to a place and took a picture of the real thing with your hands?"

Mr. Li chased after him and said in a panic, "Yes, the underworld was gloomy and spooky. I thought I was dreaming, and then I saw a strange tree next to me. I told myself that I was dreaming and wanted to wake up quickly, so I went to hit the tree. But I hit the real thing, and I hit and kicked it. I was exhausted and my feet hurt, but I couldn't get out. In the end, I bit myself..."

Mr. Li was just about to explain how he finally realized he was in the underworld and how he cleverly escaped when he saw Pan Yun suddenly turn around and smile at him.

Mr. Li's heart sank when he heard her ask, "Is this the tree Mr. Li is talking about?"

Mr. Li turned his stiff neck and looked in the direction where she pointed, and saw a crooked tree growing on the top of a slope that gradually became steeper.

Its sunny side is a flat slope, while its shady side is a broken slope. The tree roots hold on to the broken slope tightly, so the tree does not fall down.

He went to look at the tree, and when he saw the marks on the bark from being kicked on the trunk, his face turned pale instantly.

Pan Yun walked forward and looked around. He clicked his tongue twice and looked back at Master Li: "Master Li must have the blessing of his ancestors, otherwise he would have slipped..."

She shook her head.

Mr. Li walked tremblingly to the edge of the slope and looked down.

The broken slope was only three or four meters high, but as soon as he leaned forward, he saw a tree root protruding from it, which was half an arm long and growing diagonally upward.

The tree roots seemed to be broken, and the broken surface was like a sword, stabbing towards Master Li at an angle.

Mr. Li suddenly returned to that night, and a vague fragment flashed through his mind. He kicked the tree trunk angrily, but his kick missed. He couldn't control his strength, and he fell forward and rolled down the slope...

With a "whoosh", the tree root pierced through his chest. He fell on the tree root and saw countless black shadows flying around the strange tree. They opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards him from the broken slope...

"Master Li, Master Li!"

Pan Yun snapped his fingers in front of him, and Master Li instantly came out of the darkness. He then felt his thighs trembling, his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees.

Master Li was startled, and he and the housekeeper quickly stepped forward to help him up: "Dad, what's wrong with you? It's just a tree that looks a little weird, is it that serious?"

Master Li was shaking so much that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still remembered to scold his son: "I can't talk to a fool like you. What do you know? I just went to the underworld again."

Master Li looked at Pan Jun helplessly, hoping that she could use her professional knowledge to confront his father.

What underworld? He was clearly standing in front of the tree just now, and he was staring straight ahead with his eyes wide open as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. He didn't respond when anyone called him.

Pan Yun would never argue with him.

For Mr. Li, it is indeed the underworld.

Pan Yun looked at the entire area and found the root in a mass of mixed black air. He followed the wisps of black air towards the north slope.

"Let's go!" Pan Yun turned and headed towards the north slope.

When Mr. Li saw her go straight, he completely collapsed in his son's arms.

Young Master Li was shocked and used all his strength to hold his heavy father. His face turned red and he said, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Try to hold on a little harder."

His father looked like he was dead, his hands and feet were limp, and all the strength in his body was leaning back on him.

The butler tried hard to pull the man up but failed.

Mr. Li was afraid that the servants would know too much, so he only brought the housekeeper with him, and his sons came along as a byproduct.

Mr. Li could only yell to Pan Yun and Li Wenying: "Master, please help me——"

Pan Yun looked disgusted and said, "Master Li, you are tired. Let's go dig a hole first. Come back to us when you are better."

Miraculously, Master Li regained strength. His limp hands regained strength, and the bones in his feet stood up. He held his son with one hand and the housekeeper with the other. He rolled to his feet and stumbled after Pan Yun: "Master Pan, wait a minute, wait a minute..."

Pan Jun had already turned and walked away, allowing him to see her back from a distance.

Li Wenying walked beside her with a serious expression on her face and asked in a deep voice: "Did you know before you came?"

Pan Yun: "Thank you for your appreciation, Senior Brother. I wish I knew."

Yes, six days ago, he accompanied her to meet Master Li. Judging from his aura, Master Li was clean and pure, and even had some virtues. Although he behaved a little bit like a dandy, his temperament was very clean.

It is obvious that he is a person who has benefited from his ancestors and has good virtues himself.

If he hadn't insisted that there was evil in his family, he wouldn't have believed such a person. Pan Yun's steps were not fast, but his purpose was clear, and he could observe the mountain while walking.

When we reached the top of the mountain and walked down forty or fifty steps to the north, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and the warm summer wind suddenly became gloomy.

Pan Jun looked up at the sky. The dense treetops were intertwined and layered, blocking out all the light. And just by chance, a group of white clouds floated under the sun and blocked it completely.

The last ray of light that filtered through the leaves was blocked, and the place became completely dark.

There was a loud thud.

Pan Yun looked back and saw that Master Li had twisted his foot because he was chasing too quickly and fell to the ground with a thud. Before Master Li and the butler could help him, he rolled down from the top of the hill.

Pan Yun stretched out one leg and stepped firmly with an expressionless face. Master Li bumped into her leg to ease the downward trend and screamed.

He used his left hand to remove the dead leaves on his head, raised his head and shouted: "Master Pan, my hand..."

Pan Jun lowered his head and abruptly retracted his foot: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't pay attention in a hurry."

Mr. Li raised his right hand and saw clear bloodstains on the back of his palm, which quickly became red and swollen.

Li Wenying almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but when he saw Master Li and the housekeeper catching up with him, he immediately stopped smiling and walked aside with his back to them.

Pan Yun and Master Li helped Master Li up together, and considerately patted the dead leaves and grass on his sleeves and asked: "Master Li, are you injured after rolling all the way down?"

Only then did Mr. Li feel the pain in his feet, back, and all over his body.

He quickly said, "Master Pan, why don't we go here today and come back tomorrow?"

Pan Yun raised an eyebrow: "Master Li, aren't you afraid of being possessed by evil spirits?"

Master Li lowered his eyes and thought, then gritted his teeth and said, "Well, Master Pan, since you have found this place, then tell me, how can we get rid of these evil spirits?"

Pan Yun: "How did Master Li know that those evil spirits were evil ghosts?"

"No matter how I know, you have to get rid of them for me," Mr. Li frowned and said, "Master Pan, you have received money from me."

Mr. Li's face turned pale and blue, and he subconsciously touched the banknotes in his sleeve pocket.

The banknotes that Mr. Li had stuffed into Pan Yun's hands were quietly returned to him by her as they walked along the way.

It's called collaboration.

He was quite happy at that time.

At this moment, he just felt cold all over.

Young Master Li suppressed the anger in his chest and the messy speculations in his mind, and just stared into Master Li's eyes: "Dad, what's going on with the evil ghost? What's going on with this hillside? You, have you killed anyone?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Master Li interrupted him harshly. Seeing his red eyes and sad face, Master Li's guilty conscience was overwhelmed by anger. He was furious: "Rebellious son, is your father that kind of person?"

Mr. Li immediately went to see the butler, wanting him to speak for him, but the butler just shrank aside, trembling and not daring to say a word.

He looked like he was afraid of being silenced.

Mr. Li: ...

Young Master Li was filled with grief and indignation: "Even Uncle Zhong doesn't believe you, Dad, what on earth did you do?!"

"You, you traitor!"

Pan Yun coughed lightly, interrupting the confrontation between father and son: "Mr. Li, it was definitely not Mr. Li who killed the man."

Mr. Li's sadness receded like a tide, and he immediately bowed his head and apologized: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Mr. Li's chest rose and fell sharply. Just as he was about to scold him, Pan Yun said coldly, "But it's not completely irrelevant."

Master Li suddenly raised his head and glared at his father.

Master Li: “…”

Pan Yun patted the three thickest trees nearby, looked up at the treetops that blocked out the light from the sky, and said coldly, "It's growing so lushly because there is enough flesh and blood under the trees to nourish it, right? Master Li, I wonder if my guess is right?"

Mr. Li stepped back, his face pale: "You, what do you mean?"

Pan Yun stroked the trunk of the tree, smiling, "I wonder if the juice that comes out of this tree will be blood red if we cut it down?"

Young Master Li's face became increasingly ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "Dad, you always like to follow Yang Ji. After Yang Ji was arrested, you were in a state of panic all day long. I have been wondering, what are you afraid of?"

"Although you were close to Yang Ji in the past, our family only gave him some money for the purpose of ensuring his safety. There are countless people in Jiangnan who have relied on him to do evil things, but they are all fine. What can happen to you?" The more Master Li spoke, the sharper his eyes became.

"Tell me the truth. Did you do something evil with him? What about evil spirits? Could it be that you two are working together to harm others? Or did he harm others and you were his accomplice?"

"Shut up!" Master Li was furious: "You, you rebellious son, do you have to think so badly of your father?
Am I that kind of person?"

Master Li murmured: "Of course you weren't before, but later, I don't know if you were..."

When Master Li heard this, he opened his mouth, but surprisingly did not get angry. (End of this chapter)