C26

"Don't touch the furniture." Zhou Heng said.

Tong Wei stopped in his tracks, staring coldly at Zhou Heng, waiting for him to explain himself.

After the chair had been moved, the black fog on the ceiling began to billow. Although he had yet to find the ghost's hiding place, he could still feel the ghost's mood fluctuating.

Without knowing why, it's best not to move the furniture around.

"Kid!" When he realized that Zhou Heng did not have any intention to bother with him, Mr. Guo was extremely angry, but it was inconvenient for him to talk about it, so when he got angry, he could not even speak properly.

"It's … it's not your turn to care!" It was only after holding it in for a long time that he was able to utter such words.

With that, he pointed the bronze stick in his hand towards the tea table and said, "Three feet to the north and two to the west!"

Tong Wei hesitated for a moment, but still chose to listen to his orders and moved the tea table.

Zhou Heng realized that the black fog on the ceiling was rolling up and down even more. It was like an inverted sea that was starting to stir up a violent storm.

"You can't move anymore," Zhou Heng warned his. "If you continue to speak, I can't say what might happen."

Ye Jian came to Zhou Heng's side and pulled at the corner of his clothes. "Just let him move. Mr. Guo, Ye Jian, and Zhou Heng could be said to be competing with each other, so the first thing Mr. Guo did was to take the initiative. And Ye Jian wanting Zhou Heng to be the second one to go up, of course, because he was thinking that if the Mr. Guo was not dealt with, there would still be Zhou Heng at the top.

Mr. Guo pointed his copper rod at another wooden chair. "Directly north, one foot per inch."

"There's a sound." Zhou Heng seemed to have heard something. However, the sound was very faint. Even though he had improved his hearing, he could not clearly hear the source of the sound.

Tong Wei moved the furniture as per Mr. Guo's instructions.

The voice became clearer. Zhou Heng raised his head again and looked at the ceiling. The black mist seemed to be gathering.

Other than him, no one could see the black fog on the roof.

Ye Jian was currently observing the arrangement of the Mr. Guo, and asked puzzledly: "This seems to be a kind of Evil Repelling Formation."

Hearing his words, Mr. Guo could not help but look at Ye Jian with eyes filled with astonishment. To be able to understand his intentions at such a young age, it could be said to be extremely rare. Camel also looked at Ye Jian with praise.

Where was the ghost hiding? Zhou Heng was sure that the fellow was hiding somewhere in the house, but if it was an evil spirit, why did he need to hide? This did not match the bloodthirsty nature of evil spirits, but if they were wandering souls, how could they have such dense Yin Qi?

Zhou Heng looked at the continuously churning black fog above his head, his heart filled with puzzles. If the Zhou Heng at this time understood the feng shui technique, then he would understand that the Mr. Guo was changing the furnishings in the room to affect the flow of the Yin Qi, but he currently did not understand any of this. Balancing could only see that the flow of Yin Qi in the room had changed, causing the ghost to become restless.

Would the ghost show itself, or would it do something else?

Zhou Heng did not dare to let down his guard.

Ye Jian then sneaked a peek into the glass room.

Miss Tong was lying quietly on the white sickbed. She was wearing a white hospital gown with blue stripes on the bottom.

It's not that bad. Ye Jian thought in his heart that this girl's soft and weak appearance was quite compatible with the masculine Zhou Heng. If Miss Tong was cured by Mr. Guo, he would try to get her and Zhou Heng together.

"Don't —"

Who was speaking! Zhou Heng quickly turned around and also looked towards the glass room.

There was only the unconscious Miss Tong in the room.

"So, the arrangements are complete." Mr. Guo suddenly said.

He had already moved all the furnishings in the room, but nothing seemed to have happened.

"What is your intention?" Tong Wei had always been working in the Tong Mansion and had done some research on feng shui, but he still did not understand Mr. Guo's methods.

"Gather Qi." Mr. Guo only said two words.

"Gather Qi?" Tong Wei was even more confused.

"You need to gather the evil qi before you can start to eradicate it." Camel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth.

"So that's how it is." Tong Wei nodded, Ye Jian also had a look of enlightenment. Only Zhou Heng was still frowning.

"I need to see a doctor." The Mr. Guo said to the Tong Wei. Then, he pointed inside the isolation chamber, "Inside."

"Sir, are you going in to see a doctor?" Tong Wei asked.

Mr. Guo nodded in confirmation.

Tong Wei hesitated for a moment, but still took out the key from his waist and opened the glass room's door. Logically speaking, the door should not be opened carelessly, after all the Miss Tong's body was weak and it was the only bloodline in the entire Tong Family. However, since Mr. Guo came from far away in the Kunlun Mountains, and because he had profound knowledge in feng shui, he made an exception to allow Mr. Guo to enter.

"Don't go near —"

Zhou Heng heard that voice again.

"Don't go in!" Zhou Heng was about to stop Mr. Guo from entering the isolation chamber, but it was too late. Mr. Guo walked in and closed the door.

"Don't worry about him." Ye Jian came over and said to Zhou Heng in a low voice, "I think that this Guo fella does have some skills, we can just watch his performance."

"You can tell me anything about her!" Zhou Heng said. This ghost seemed to have a huge relationship with the Miss Tong lying on the bed.

Just then, Mr. Guo who was in the glass room had already arrived beside Miss Tong's sickbed. He looked at Miss Tong's pale face, then he extended his right index finger towards Miss Tong's exposed wrist.

The black mist on the ceiling began to churn violently.

Zhou Heng suddenly raised his head. He could feel that the miasma scattered across the entire villa was gathering towards him …

"What's going on?" Ye Jian blankly followed him and raised his head. Without his Yin Yang Eyes, he could not see anything, but even so, he could feel the obvious change in the airflow inside the room.

Very quickly, the black mist condensed into a group.

It turned out that it was not hiding somewhere, but all the Yin Qi was a part of this ghost! Such terrifying Yin Qi, it was the first time Zhou Heng had seen a ghost with such a large amount of Yin Qi. Many ghosts could be formed by the influence of the local yin qi, but this ghost used his own yin qi to influence the whole manor.

"Ding ~"

A familiar prompt sounded out in Zhou Heng's mind.

Eleven! Last time, Li Yuyao, as a fierce ghost, only gained four points! Zhou Heng had never encountered a ghost that rewarded 11 points of merit, and the strength of this ghost could be seen from this.

"Tong Renjie." Zhou Heng recited the name and gulped down a mouthful of saliva nervously.

"Tong Renjie is the father of the Miss Tong, the head of the previous generation of the Tong Family." Ye Jian, who was standing beside Zhou Heng, told him.

"What?" Zhou Heng was startled.

At this moment, the black fog that had gathered quickly flew towards the glass chamber.