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Chapter 291: Possessed by a Ghost? The Origin of the Red Coffin
Ye Chang took the tea poured by Nan Yuke's mother with both hands, his expression somewhat solemn.

"What happened next? You haven't updated for a few days. Has the situation in the village changed in the past few days?"

Hearing Ye Chang's question, Nan Yuke's face showed obvious panic.

After scanning the room, Nan Yuke said to Ye Chang cautiously:
"Except for the village chief, all the other coffin bearers in the village are dead. In my plot, it is said that the village chief found the 'protagonist' and solved the problem of the red coffin, but the problem now is that there is no protagonist in reality!"

"Then, the plot seems to be stuck here. The village chief is not dead, and the red coffin is not solved, but..."

Nan Yuke's body began to tremble, and he kept saying "but", "but".

Ye Chang felt something was wrong, so he reached out and grabbed Nan Yu Ke's hand, and sent the energy and blood in his body into Nan Yu Ke's body.

As the energy of qi and blood poured in, Nan Yuke's pale face suddenly turned much rosier.

After Nan Yuke calmed down, Ye Chang asked, "But what?"

Nan Yuke looked at Ye Chang with fear in his eyes.

"But...the ghost in the red coffin is coming to find me!"

"what?"

Ye Chang was surprised.

According to Nan Yuke, if Red Coffin wanted to find someone, he should have gone to the village chief, so why did he come to him?
Suddenly, Ye Chang seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at Nan Yuke with a strange expression.

"That ghost... is here to urge for more updates?"

Nan Yuke gave an ugly smile and nodded.

"I've clearly smashed the computer screen, but in the past few nights the screen would light up by itself and jump to the typing interface."

"If it's not a ghost, I can't think of what else it could be!"

"Changda, why did my novel come true? Why did the ghost that appeared after the novel came true ask me to write a novel? If that ghost was created by me, then am I a murderer?"

"Changda, if I don't continue writing, will I die?"

"Changda, I don't want to die, and I don't want to hurt anyone... wuwu..."

Looking at Nan Yu Ke who was crying with her face covered and trembling all over, Ye Chang frowned.

Nan Yu Ke would naturally not be the culprit of this incident, because Ye Chang did not believe that Nan Yu Ke’s novels could change reality.

If this ability really exists, doesn't it mean that this world is just a novel and the author can write whatever he wants?
This is impossible.

Eliminating the impossible, there is only one possibility left.

Nan Yu Ke is haunted by a ghost!

It's all that ghost's fault!
After Ye Chang's blood and energy flowed into Nan Yu Ke's body, he found that something was wrong. The cold aura in Nan Yu Ke's body was very similar to the remaining cold aura in his son's body after he was possessed by a ghost!
So, Nan Yu Ke was possessed by a ghost!

Ye Chang already had a guess in his mind, but this guess still needed to be verified.

Looking at Nan Yu Ke, Ye Chang drank the tea in his hand and said, "Nan Yu Ke, I want to meet your village chief."

Nan Yuke shook his head violently.

"I, I won't go. I'm afraid that ghost is waiting for me at the village chief's place."

Ye Chang did not force him. After asking for the location of the village chief, he temporarily left Nan Yuke's house.

Walking towards the village chief's house, Ye Chang also found that some people had opened their doors a crack and were peeking at him.

If you don't know what happened in this village, it would still be a bit creepy to be looked at like this by these people.

But now, Ye Chang only felt that these villagers were a little pitiful, just like when he was helpless after encountering the ghost.

Walking all the way to the village chief's house, Ye Chang reached out and knocked on the door.

After knocking more than ten times, someone finally came to the door and asked who it was.

"I was invited by Nan Yu Ke to take a look at some things. I want to discuss some matters with the village chief."

Hurry footsteps were heard, and a woman opened the door, poked her head out and looked at Ye Chang.

"Are you Mr. Watchman?"

"Yes."

Perhaps it was Ye Chang's serious and calm demeanor that made the woman believe him a little more, or perhaps it was because the term "forensic master" was trustworthy to her.

Without much explanation or proof, Ye Chang entered the village chief's house.

After being led by the woman to the study of the village chief's house, Chen Xin saw the village chief who looked tired and haggard.

"Hello, I'm Ye Chang. Nan Yuke invited me here to see what's going on. I have something to ask the village chief. I wonder if he has time."

Nan Hanwen looked at Ye Chang and nodded.

"Please sit down... Juanzi, pour me a cup of tea."

After the village chief finished speaking, his eyes lingered on Ye Chang.

"Sir, the situation in our village is a bit complicated. Ten people have died. If you don't have real skills, I suggest you don't get involved."

"The last two times I asked someone to look for me, one of them was chased away by me, and the other was scared away by what happened in the village."

"I originally thought I could handle this, but I've figured it out in the past few days. With ten lives, it's hard to hide it even if I want to. So, I think it's time to tell the police about the situation in the village."

"If you don't have real ability, don't get involved."

Ye Chang looked at Nan Hanwen, thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and spread out his palm.

A faint red aura appeared on his palm.

This is the energy and blood power that Ye Chang has cultivated in his body. It is not much, so it is a bit difficult to deal with evil spirits, but it is no problem to deal with people like the village chief.

Sure enough, after seeing the energy and blood power in Ye Chang's palm, the village chief's tired expression suddenly disappeared.

"Master, you, are you a real master?"

Nan Hanwen stood up and asked excitedly.

“I can’t be considered a master, but I can still handle some simple things.”

"Then, can we handle the matter of Fukang Village?"

Nan Hanwen asked nervously.

Ye Chang shook his head.

"I don't know what the situation is in your village, so I thought of asking the village chief. This will also help me make a judgment."

"Okay, okay, go ahead and ask."

When the village chief was speaking, he happened to see his wife bringing tea. He immediately stood up, took the tea and served it to her personally.

"Master, have some tea."

Ye Chang didn't refuse.

Except for the fact that he was a 'Foreman', he did not lie about anything else. If the affairs of Fukang Village could be handled, he would naturally handle them.

So he drank the tea with peace of mind. After taking a sip of tea, Ye Chang asked his question.

"Village Chief, do you know much about the red coffin on the back hill?"

The village chief's face changed. After hesitating for a few times, he sighed deeply and sat down on the chair.

"I know about this red coffin... I was really bewildered at the time, so I agreed to bury the coffin on the back hill... If I hadn't agreed to him, there wouldn't have been so many problems!"

Ye Chang raised his eyebrows, as if there was something else that others didn't know.

"Can you tell me?"

Nan Hanwen nodded.

"That happened ten years ago. I had just taken over the position of village chief, but not everyone in the village obeyed me. There was a guy who was always against me and didn't want me to be well."

"My prestige in the village had not yet been established. He was an old leader, so many people in the village stood on his side. Even if others did not stand behind him, they would not stand on my side. This led to my being constrained in various matters."

"Until that day, a man found me and said he could help me deal with my enemy and make him stop making things difficult for me in the future. He just needed me to do him a favor."

"Although I am anxious, how can I believe the words of a stranger?"

"But the man smiled and said that he would do the work first and talk about other things after that... I didn't believe it at all at the time, so I just responded casually and let him leave. I didn't take it seriously at all at the time!"

"Until three days later, my mortal enemy resigned on his own initiative!"

"When I heard the news, I was both ecstatic and confused. Just when I was at a loss for words, the man came again and said that it was time for me to fulfill my promise... Only then did I remember that I had promised to do this."

Having said this, a hint of regret appeared on Nan Hanwen's face.

"I was in high spirits at the time, but at the same time I was afraid of this man's methods, so I asked him what he wanted to do. He said he liked the feng shui of the mountain behind him and wanted to bury a relative there."

"When I heard it was just a small thing, why couldn't I agree? So that night, the man brought people to bring the coffin."

"It was a red coffin. Although I was curious, I didn't say much. Just when I was about to call some people in the village for help, the man refused and said he would handle it himself."

"I was even more surprised when I heard that. I had to follow that person to the back mountain. I had to go. Who knows if that person is a criminal? Will there be any contraband hidden in the coffin?"

"It's strange to say, but when that person heard me say that I wanted to go with him, he didn't even refuse. What's even stranger is that when I asked what was in the coffin, he actually opened it!"

"There's nothing contraband in the red coffin. It's just a woman who died not long ago!"

Nan Hanwen shuddered as he spoke, as if he had thought of something.

"The woman was just an ordinary woman, but seven yin-yang nails were nailed into her body!"

"Yin Yang nail?"

Ye Chang suddenly asked.

"Do you know the Yin-Yang nail? That person told me this term. It is actually the kind of coffin nail that is pointed at both ends and thick in the middle."

Nan Hanwen explained.

"know a little."

Ye Chang nodded.

"Yin-yang nails are not commonly used. Ordinary coffin nails are thick at one end and thin at the other. The uses and methods of using Yin-yang nails are rare. I read in a book that it was used to suppress the bodies of people who died suddenly or pregnant women."

"And there are also particular requirements for the production and use of Yin-Yang nails."

Ye Chang did not elaborate.

Of course, the main reason was that he didn't remember the details.

Ever since he came into contact with supernatural events, he has become more interested in these things. He saw the Yin-Yang Nail in a folk book.

"Yes, that person also said something similar to me at that time, but I didn't remember it. Anyway, the meaning was that there was some taboo about the corpse, and we needed to use the Feng Shui of our back mountain to suppress the corpse."

"At the time, I just thought he was a traditional person, so I didn't say anything and let him bury the coffin halfway up the mountain."

"Originally, this happened ten years ago and I had forgotten about it. Who would have thought that a heavy rain would wash the coffin out... You know, although I had no intention of letting him get rid of my enemy, the deal was done after all, so I never told anyone about the red coffin."

"After the red coffin was washed out, no one knew whose coffin it was. In order to stop people from discussing the red coffin, I organized people to bury the coffin again. The burial location was also near the tomb chosen by the person at the beginning."

"I thought leaving the coffin in its original place was a sign of respect for it, but who knew so many things would happen later!"

When he said this, a look of fear finally appeared on Nan Hanwen's face.

"Master, the woman in the coffin hasn't turned into bones in ten years. Is she really a spirit?"

"Did it really kill all those ten people in the village?"

"Will I be the next one to die?"

Faced with Nan Hanwen's series of questions, Ye Chang did not give an answer.

"Village chief, I understand what happened. As for whether it was the red coffin that did it, I don't know yet. If you are afraid, come with me to Nanyu Ke's house tonight."

"Nan Yu Ke? Why are you going to his house?"

The village chief thought of the young man, but he was not there when the coffin was buried the first time. Although he was there when the coffin was buried the second time, everyone else was fine until now, so he thought Nan Yu Ke would be fine too.

Then why go to Nanyu Ke’s house?
Ye Chang looked at Nan Hanwen.

"Because I think the ghost is more likely to go to Nan Yu Ke's house tonight than to go to yours. Of course, this is just my guess, but I'm alone, so I can only go with the higher probability."

"You make your own choice, whether you want to go with me to Nanyu Ke's house or stay at home."

When Nan Hanwen heard Ye Chang say that there was a greater chance that something fishy was going on in Nanyu Ke's family, he immediately shook his head.

"Well... I'll stay at home then. I've been doing nothing these days, and I shouldn't be doing anything today. Master, you can go to Yu Ke's house first... By the way, Master, do you have any magic tools? Can you lend me one first?"

Ye Chang shook his head.

"Yes, but I can't give it to you. I want to keep it for that ghost."

Nan Hanwen looked embarrassed, but in the end he said nothing.

After Ye Chang left the village chief's house, he did not go to the back mountain to look for the red coffin.

Compared to going to the opponent's home court, Ye Chang prefers to play at his own home court.

After returning to Nanyu Ke's house, Ye Chang took out the pot and the pine and cypress branches that had been prepared long ago.

The effect of burning the Wangpen in the back mountain is far less than that in the room. As long as that ghost dares to come, Ye Chang will not let him go back.

Once you get rid of the ghost, it will be much safer to look for its real body.

After thinking about it, Ye Chang gave Nan Yuke a soul-binding rope and asked him to tie it around his body.

This way, even if Ye Chang makes a mistake, it won’t be a problem.

After all, the main purpose of coming this time is to solve the problem of this author with tens of thousands of subscribers not updating anymore, and killing ghosts is just a side effect.

After Ye Chang was ready, the sky outside had darkened.

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(End of this chapter)