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Chapter 316 Have you ever heard of the three fires on a person's body? (Bonus Chapter 2035)

Wang Zhibo frowned upon hearing this.

"And then? Did you have someone sleep with you?"

Wen Zhiwen nodded.

"Yes, of course! That night, my brother-in-law slept with his nephew by himself, and... and when he woke up the next morning, his condition had worsened!"

"He barely slept that night, only taking a short nap of about twenty minutes before dawn. In that short time, he looked noticeably thinner!"

“We asked him what happened, but he didn’t know anything and said he didn’t see anything. Fortunately, the child didn’t go astray.”

"So the next night they just shoved two people in there, and neither of them slept!"

"But after a night, they still hadn't found anything, though their bodies had indeed changed, though they were much better than one person."

At this point, Wang Zhiwen's face turned quite bitter.

“Zhibo, you can see that too, right? As long as there are more people, the child will be safe. At the very least, there will be time to find someone like you.”

"But, but..."

Wang Zhiwen sighed deeply.

“But since that day, no one has been willing to accompany my nephew anymore. They are afraid that their yang energy will be drained, affecting their future health.”

“Even my brother-in-law’s relatives were unwilling. There was really no other way, so my brother-in-law and sister stayed with the child for one night. As a result, the child was fine, my sister was fine, but my brother-in-law became even weaker.”

“This time, even though my sister and her family paid for it, none of the relatives dared to go. If it weren’t for a few idle men in the village who were willing to go in because of the large sum of money they were offered, I’m afraid I would have already gone to the funeral.”

After hearing Wang Zhiwen's words, Wang Zhibo was even more puzzled.

He had never seen a ghost like this in all his years.

If Wang Zhiwen's nephew really did something to be haunted by a ghost, then the ghost should be the one to be harmed first.

But hearing Wang Zhiwen say that, the ghost didn't care whether it was Wang Zhiwen or not; it would harm anyone as long as they were human.

And Wang Zhiwen's nephew seems more like... bait?

A lure to catch more 'people'?
Wang Zhibo felt increasingly uneasy. Could there really be such a ghost?
"Uncle Zhi, what do you think my nephew has gotten into trouble with?"

Wang Zhibo shook his head.

"I don't know, but we'll have to go and see."

Wang Zhiwen nodded, and the group remained silent for the rest of the journey.

By the time we arrived at Zhangzhuang, it was already 10 p.m.

Wang Zhibo followed Wang Zhiwen and the others quickly toward a house. As they got closer, Wang Zhibo could sense the strong yang energy emanating from the courtyard of that house.

Looking at the young men and women sitting in the living room drinking and eating, Wang Zhibo understood where that yang energy came from.

This is almost identical to the reaction of Wang Feixiang's family in the Wangjiagou incident, both of which used the large number of people and their strong blood and energy to drive away the ghost.

It's somewhat useful, but only for wandering spirits.

However, the situation of Wang Zhiwen's sister's family is somewhat different from that of Wang Feixiang.

No sooner had Wang Zhibo entered than the young people, as punctually as clocking out of get off work, left with their unfinished drinks, a few bites of meat and vegetables in their mouths.

Then, two disheveled men swept past Wang Zhibo, slipped into the living room as if changing shifts, and sat on the table, starting to shout.

"Where's the meat? Where's the wine? Do you need any more help?"

Seeing the two slovenly men shouting, the host family members not only didn't get angry, but instead responded with smiles.

"The food will be here soon. Here's some wine, please enjoy."

Just as the visitor was about to clear the table, he saw Wang Zhibo and Wang Zhiwen's group.

Seemingly realizing who Wang Zhiwen had brought, the man quickly freed his hands and stepped forward.

"Brother Wen, my sister-in-law is cooking. Is this Mr. Wang Zhibo from Wangjiagou?"

Wang Zhibo extended his hand and shook hands with the visitor.

"it's me."

"Hello, hello, I'm Zhang Yu, this is my brother's house."

Wang Zhibo nodded, then looked at Wang Zhiwen.

Wang Zhiwen stepped forward.

"Zhang Yu, let Zhi Bo see your brother and the child first."

"Good good."

Zhang Yu was about to lead Wang Zhibo to the bedroom when he was stopped by the two men.

"What's going on? Are you going to clean up the table or not?"

Seeing this, Wang Zhiwen called his son over to tidy up, and then left with his men amidst the grumbling of the two men.

Upon entering the room, Wang Zhibo saw the middle-aged man lying on the bed.

His cheeks were sunken, and he really did look just like someone who smokes opium on TV.

Upon seeing Wang Zhibo and the others enter, the man didn't continue lying down and struggled to sit up from the bed.

"Brother, lie down!"

Zhang Yu quickly walked over and helped Zhang Hong lean against the headboard.

"Has Mr. Wang arrived?"

"Yes, Zhang Hong, I've called Zhi Bo for you."

Zhang Hong looked grateful, then turned to Wang Zhibo.

"Mr. Wang, I've heard that you're a capable person. You must save my son!"

Wang Zhibo withdrew his scrutinizing gaze.

"We will definitely try to resolve this if we can. As for your son, do you know if anything unusual happened before this situation occurred, or if your son went to any unusual places?"

Zhang Hong shook his head.

"No, because the college entrance exam is coming up soon, I didn't want him to continue riding his bike from the village to school. So I had his mother go to the city to accompany him. Who knew that he had been commuting to school without any problems for so long, but this happened after only a month of accompanying his mother. With the college entrance exam just around the corner, what are we going to do!"

Zhang Hong's expression turned even uglier, and then he continued.

“I asked my wife about the specifics. During that time, Xiaofeng didn’t have any other opportunities to do anything besides going to and from school, let alone get into any trouble.”

Wang Zhibo nodded.

"Okay, then take me to see the child."

Zhang Yu then led Wang Zhibo and Wang Zhiwen to the child's room.

While Zhang Hong was still able to stand up and speak, Zhang Xiaofeng kept his eyes closed and showed no reaction to the newcomer.

Wang Zhibo went over and checked him over. There were no marks left on his body, and no yin energy remained in the room.

Neither using the bronze mirror nor borrowing the ghost's power could reveal anything.

It's a bit strange.

Based on their explanation, it doesn't seem like there aren't any ghosts, but the fact that nothing has been found is rather strange.

Turning his head, Wang Zhibo asked, "Are those two outside staying here tonight?"

"Correct."

Zhang Hong nodded.

"Alright, I'll keep an eye on them in the living room tonight and let them continue staying."

Zhang Hong nodded without much thought.

After glancing at the room one last time, Wang Zhibo followed them out.

The rest of the time was spent waiting.

The two guys in the living room ate until the early hours of the morning before finally sauntering into the house.

During this period, Wang Zhibo went around Zhang Hong's house, but found nothing.

After the two went inside, Wang Zhibo also became serious.

Every ten minutes, he would use his ability to glance around the room, and he placed the bronze mirror on the table.

After a night like this, Wang Zhibo was also a little tired.

But what puzzled him even more than his fatigue was that he hadn't detected any fluctuations of yin energy all night.

As dawn approached, Wang Zhibo frowned.

"Didn't come tonight?"

Wang Zhibo got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Before he even went inside, he could hear snoring coming from the two drunkards.

Wang Zhibo gently pushed open the door and looked into the room.

Zhang Xiaofeng was in no condition on the bed; his breathing was steady and weak.

Wang Zhibo shifted his gaze to the floor beside the bed.

Two drunkards were lying sprawled on the floor, fast asleep. But when Wang Zhibo saw the hollows in their faces, he was stunned.

When did it happen?

Just as Wang Zhibo was about to barge in, he suddenly noticed that the snoring of one of the drunkards had become a little weaker.

This change made Wang Zhibo pause. The snoring was weak, but Wang Zhibo also noticed that the drunkard's yang energy had also decreased.

As a Yin cultivator, I am very sensitive to Yang energy.

What's happening here?
Wang Zhibo's eyebrows and hair instantly turned white, and he stared at the drunkard with a pair of white eyes.

In the field of vision, wisps of grayish-white vapor were emanating from the drunkard's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

The grayish-white aura rose more than a meter high before being absorbed by the red figure floating in mid-air above the drunkard's body.

Seemingly noticing Wang Zhibo's gaze, the figure turned and glanced at him.

The face with its seven orifices gouged out, leaving only seven black holes, was deeply imprinted in Wang Zhibo's mind.

By the time he came to his senses, the figure in red had already disappeared from his sight.

Looking at the sunken cheeks of the two drunkards, Wang Zhibo had only one question in his mind.

Why... is there no fluctuation of Yin energy?
Wang Zhibo tried various methods to detect the presence of yin energy, but still couldn't find a trace of it.

If he hadn't seen that woman under the Ghost Eyes just now, he would never have believed that a ghost had ever been here!

what's going on?
Wang Zhibo stood in the room, looking at the two drunkards, and remained silent.

When Zhang Yu and Wang Zhiwen came in, they also saw the two drunkards.

Wang Zhiwen asked cautiously, "Zhibo, did you catch that thing?"

Wang Zhibo turned around and shook his head.

Then, he looked at Zhang Yu, whose face looked rather pale.

"Where is the fortune teller in your village? Could someone take me there?"

Zhang Yu nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Following Zhang Yu, Wang Zhibo soon arrived at an old house that had not been renovated.

"This is the house. Mr. Wang, you go ahead with your work. I'm going back to take care of my brother and the others."

Watching Zhang Yu's departing figure, Wang Zhibo didn't care about the other party's attitude.

I went up and knocked on the door, and it took a full two minutes before I heard a sound.

"Who?"

"Wangjiagou, Wang Zhibo".

Footsteps approached, and the door opened.

An old man with a ginseng in his mouth peeked out.

"The fortune teller from Wangjiagou?"

"Correct."

Zhang Yunshan looked Wang Zhibo up and down, smiled, and stepped aside.

"Come in first."

He followed Zhang Yunsheng to the courtyard and sat down, whereupon Zhang Yunshan poured him a cup of tea.

Before Wang Zhibo could speak, Zhang Yunshan began chewing on the human body.

"But you've already been to Zhang Hong's house?"

"I've been there. I heard from Zhang Hong's family that Old Zhang also knows about their situation?"

Zhang Yunshan clicked his tongue.

"I dare not know."

Wang Zhibo was puzzled.

What does it mean to be afraid to know?

Seemingly knowing what Wang Zhibo was going to ask, Zhang Yunshan spoke first.

"If I were you, I would contact the Bureau of Investigation directly."

"why?"

"Heh, why? For your life!"

Zhang Yunshan scoffed.

Wang Zhibo was puzzled.

"Then why didn't Mr. Zhang contact the Bureau of Investigation?"

"I?"

Zhang Yunshan pointed to his nose.

"Who do I think I am? You've been here for so long, haven't you noticed anything wrong with me?"

Wang Zhibo was taken aback and looked Zhang Yunshan up and down again.

Aside from looking a bit weak, he wasn't as badly injured as Zhang Hong's family members; at least his cheeks weren't sunken.

Is it because of the ginseng in his mouth?

wrong!

"You...you don't have a ghost inside you? No, you used to have a ghost inside you?"

Zhang Yunshan nodded with a smile.

Do you know why the people of Zhangzhuang call me a half-baked idiot?

"Because when I was still a fortune teller, I did do some things, but after the ghost inside me was gone, I started to swindle and deceive people."

"So I don't have any influence with the Bureau of Investigation. Even if I report it, there won't be any results in the short term. If I hadn't known you were coming, I would have left Zhangzhuang long ago."

Although Wang Zhibo was curious about the situation of the ghost inside Zhang Yunshan, it was a private matter for the other party, and he might not be willing to talk about it.

Therefore, it's better to ask some useful questions.

"Old Zhang, did you find something at Zhang Hong's house?"

Zhang Yunshan glanced at Wang Zhibo and then put some more ginseng into his mouth.

"I'm not trying to scare you about Zhang Hong's situation. You'd better contact the Bureau of Investigation."

"As for what I discovered... hehe, anyway, you can't handle that thing."

Wang Zhibo looked at Zhang Yunshan and suddenly asked, "Are you talking about that female ghost in red?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Yunshan was taken aback.

"you can see?"

Wang Zhibo didn't say anything more and immediately made Ghost Eye appear.

"Tsk, I've only heard of you before, I never imagined your ghost was something like this."

"In that case, it's understandable that we can see it."

"However... hehe, seeing it doesn't necessarily mean you can solve it."

Wang Zhibo withdrew the Ghost Eye.

"Seeing that it can't be solved? Why didn't I know there was such a saying?"

That's because you haven't encountered it before.

A hint of reminiscence flickered in Zhang Yunshan's eyes, but he quickly shook his head, trying to stop thinking about the past.

"Old Zhang, could you please tell me what you think? We have to try, even if it's not feasible, since I've been entrusted with this task."

"As fortune tellers, if we don't give it a try and then leave, what's the point of us entering this line of work?"

"I suppose Mr. Zhang didn't enter this industry for the money, did he?"

Zhang Yunshan stopped chewing.

Looking at Wang Zhibo, he said, "I'm only in it for the money. What's the point of risking my life if I don't have money?"

"..."

Wang Zhibo's expression froze.

Just when he thought he was going to return empty-handed, he heard Zhang Yunshan say the next thing.

Have you ever heard of the three fires on a person's body?

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