Then he held up his bank card and said that although he wasn't as wealthy as the general manager, he was willing to give everything he had to save his wife. If that wasn't enough, he would write an I.O.U. and pay it back slowly over his lifetime.

This man had pursed lips and fine lines around his mouth, which was called a "candle-blowing mouth." It was very similar to Xiong Pangzi's, and ordinarily, he should have been very stingy and attached to his money. But now, for the sake of his wife, he was willing to give up everything he had. Love really did change people's lives.

I felt compassion for him as I looked at his red eyes. Besides, our profession was to do good deeds and help people, so we couldn't easily refuse requests. I asked him if he could wait a bit because we had been up all night and needed to eat first. Also, our fees were determined based on the situation, and we weren't like the ruthless landlord Huang Shiren who would drive you to ruin.

The contractor was very happy to hear this and quickly said that he knew of a good baozi shop nearby that served delicious soup dumplings. It wasn't far from his house, so we could eat and talk there.

Saying that, he led us to a small shop.

Although the shop looked a bit run-down, the food was really good. Cheng Xinghe ordered several baskets of baozi and was too busy eating to even talk.

While we ate, the contractor began to tell us his story, wiping away tears as he spoke. His family lived in Jinxiu Homeland behind the baozi shop, which was a pretty nice neighborhood in our county. He had only bought the house there because his wife's close friends had also bought houses there, so he had bitten the bullet and used the money he had saved for a second-hand house as a down payment.

The house itself was a good house, but why had it become a haunted house? It was because his wife had come home from work one day and found the door unlocked. When she went inside, she saw a thief rummaging through their things.

His wife was normally very brave, so she immediately grabbed a broom and chased after the thief. The thief, who might have been new to this line of work and inexperienced, turned and ran out onto the balcony, where he escaped by climbing down the pipes.

The contractor had just arrived home at that moment and was quite shaken to see the mess. After a quick inspection, he realized that only a gold necklace was missing, and everything else was fine. So he comforted his wife, saying that as long as she was okay, nothing else mattered.

However, that night, they heard someone shouting that there was a dead body in the bushes.

The dead body had a gold necklace on it, which belonged to the contractor's wife.

It seemed that the thief had slipped and fallen while escaping from the contractor's house. This scared the contractor's wife quite a bit, and she kept asking if the thief had died because of her.

The contractor comforted her, saying that it was the thief's own fault.

When the police came to investigate, the contractor's wife explained what had happened, and the case was closed as an accident that occurred during a burglary. Everything seemed to be fine after that, but since the thief's death, his wife had been very frightened and kept muttering to herself, "It's my fault, it's my fault."

At first, the contractor didn't take it too seriously and thought that she would get better after a few days. However, as time went on, his wife's muttering became more and more frequent, and she stopped eating and drinking, only repeating the same phrase over and over again.

She quickly became haggard and emaciated.

The contractor didn't know what to do, so he stayed home to take care of his wife. But one night, his wife suddenly started laughing eerily in his ear and said, "I've come to collect a debt from your wife. I won't leave until she pays me back."

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This sent a shiver down the contractor's spine. His wife's behavior and voice were completely different from usual, and her expression was downright creepy.

He finally realized that something was not right and quickly sought help from a psychologist. However, the psychologist was also at a loss after seeing his wife's condition. Some people suggested that his wife might have been possessed by an evil spirit and recommended that he perform a ritual to exorcise the spirit. So he quickly found a shaman to do the ritual for his wife. But as soon as the shaman entered the house, he tripped and fell. When he looked closely at the contractor's wife, she was laughing and said, "Don't bother, I'm not leaving."

The voice was clearly a man's voice.

The shaman was so scared that he stumbled out of the house, saying, "I can't help your wife with this problem."

The contractor thought to himself, "If things don't work out, I'll just sell the house and move out." But news of his house being haunted and his wife being possessed had already spread, and no one dared to buy his house. The mortgage on the house hadn't been paid off yet, and he had already used up all his savings to pay for his wife's medical treatment, so he didn't have enough money to rent a place either. He had no choice but to make do with the situation.

As time went on, his wife became more and more haggard, and it seemed like she wouldn't last much longer. The contractor was so distraught that he couldn't even concentrate on his work. Once, he almost got his hand caught in the cement mixer.

Here, the construction foreman started crying, saying, "If anything happens to my wife, I don't want to live anymore. Why did that thief come to my wife to demand money when he was the one doing bad things?"

"If that's the case, then it's really a malevolent spirit. Subduing it can earn me merit. And I just killed that turtle in the name of justice. Maybe I can even rise to the third rank of the Yellow Stage."

I nodded and agreed.

Cheng Xinghe ate four baskets of buns, praising their deliciousness and asking the bun shop owner to pack some up for him to snack on later.

The bun shop owner looked at us, seemingly hesitant to say something. I asked if he had something to say, but he quickly shook his head and said nothing, before going into the kitchen to prepare Cheng Xinghe's buns.

After eating our fill, we entered the residential complex. As expected, the construction foreman led us in, and the elderly men and women wandering around the complex pointed at us and whispered among themselves. But when they saw me looking at them, they quickly turned their faces away.

I could see from the outside that there was another taller building in the southwest corner of this house. It's not good to have a taller building in the southwest corner of a house, as it forms what's known as the "White Tiger's Smile," which is an ominous sign. As the saying goes, "When the White Tiger smiles, the coffin never leaves home." Upon inquiry, it turned out that several families in this building had experienced misfortunes, including car accidents and other accidents.

The construction foreman became even more frightened and asked if they had to move out.

I said it wasn't necessary. I told him to inform his neighbors to hang something red in the southwest corner to block the ominous energy, preferably a red mirror.

The construction foreman quickly agreed.

Their home was on the seventh floor. When we opened the door, I felt an overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere. As expected, their home's layout had been altered. The bedroom was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, with the balcony in the middle, and there were curtains drawn inside the bedroom, making it dark even during the day. The ventilation was poor, and the smell was unpleasant.

The living room was dark, which made people feel uneasy and anxious. Over time, it was normal for them to feel irritated and argue with each other.

At this moment, I heard a thin voice coming from inside the bedroom: "Here come more people... Hee hee hee..."

It was obviously a man's voice, and it sounded like a pervert from TV, which was extremely creepy. Goosebumps appeared on my arms.

Cheng Xinghe craned his neck and started looking around, while the construction foreman nervously led us into the bedroom, saying, "This is my wife..."

I took a look and saw a person sitting on the bed, wrapped in a blanket with only their head sticking out. Their face was gaunt, with eyes that were large and empty, like a piece of skin stretched over bones, lacking any sign of life.

At first, she smiled with her eyes squinted, and I was about to observe her aura. But in the next second, she immediately showed a fierce expression and lunged at me, shouting, "You're an accomplice! You're an accomplice!"

This scared me, and I dodged to the side. The construction foreman quickly grabbed his wife and said, "Wife, these two gentlemen are very powerful. They've come to save you..."

His wife was wearing very little, and as she struggled, her armpit was exposed, revealing two small protrusions.

Only those who are possessed by the dead would have such protrusions!

Sure enough, this woman's life palace was shrouded in dark energy, indicating that she wouldn't live for much longer. A black line had also appeared on her philtrum, indicating that something was haunting her, which was understandable. Strangely, her wealth palace was shining brightly, indicating that she had come into a sum of money.

However, their family had supposedly spent almost all their money. Where did she get the money from?