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Broken glass clattered to the floor.

The room was pitch dark, the cold night wind blew in, and the curtains were blown high, like the hem of a devil's skirt.

All the window glass and light bulbs were shattered by the screams.

Deathly silence.

"What's going on?" Han Zehai's trembling voice sounded in the darkness.

"Don't panic. Those who surrender have no sense. It's normal for the old man to resist." Along with Lin Qin's voice, a beam of light lit up in the room.

The light shone on the big bed, and the silk quilt was half on the floor. There was no one on the bed, and red ropes were scattered on the side.

"Why is the old man missing?" No matter how calm Han Jingchuan was, he could no longer keep his composure, and his expression changed drastically. "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Look for him quickly!"

The Han family members were in a hurry, took out their mobile phones, turned on the flashlight and looked in the large bedroom.

Several beams of cold white light were scattered in the bedroom, and after searching around, the old man was nowhere to be seen.

But the bedroom door, which was originally closed, opened at some point.

"Oh no, the old man didn't run downstairs!" The Han family was in chaos.

"Get it back quickly, don't let the old man run out of the house!" Han Jingchuan shouted and took the lead in chasing him out of the bedroom.

Lin Qin was the second one. Under the cold flashlight light, his face was extremely pale.

The current situation was obviously beyond his expectation. If something happened to the old man, it would not only cost him, Lin Qin's reputation, but also the entire Xuanqing Temple.

The group of people ran out of the bedroom in such a hurry that they almost forgot that I existed.

After Han Wenshan ran out, he stepped back. Seeing that I was calm and calm, he was stunned for a moment.

He rushed to me in a few steps and asked in a low voice: "Master Li, do you know where the old man has gone?"

"I don't know, but don't worry, I'm 100% sure that nothing will happen to him tonight," I said confidently, "No, I should say he won't die within a month."

"Why are you so sure?" Han Wenshan was overjoyed and quickly realized, "The old man's magic is not the magic of lowering his head, but something else. Master Li, what kind of evil magic is it?"

"We'll talk about it later! Find the old man first. Although nothing will happen to him tonight, it's hard to tell about the others." I waved my hand.

"I'm already looking for you. I didn't expect that Lin Qin, who claims to be Taoist Master Xuanqingguan, is just a loser!" Han Wenshan scolded, "If something goes wrong tonight, I will make sure he looks good!"

I smiled, said nothing, and walked to the window with a flashlight.

Shining out the flashlight, the slender tree shadows swayed left and right, like ghosts baring their teeth and claws.

"Did the old man not run out of the door, but jump out of the window?" Han Wenshan ran over, "Where on earth will he run to?"

"Mr. Han, think about it, what are the old man's abnormal symptoms?"

"He is afraid of light at night and crawls around like an animal." Han Wenshan frowned, "He is afraid of light, so he should hide in the darkest place?"

"The darkest, gloomiest and dampest place, where the Yin Qi is the strongest, he will feel the most comfortable." I took back the flashlight, "Where is a place like this old man's mansion?"

There are lights on the first floor, and there are dim lights in the garden. The old man will not go there.

"I know! He will definitely go there!" Han Wenshan's eyes widened.

"where?"

"Cellar!" Han Wenshan ran downstairs, "Master Li, come with me!"

I followed closely behind.

Passing through the dimly lit living room, he ran down the solid wood stairs.

The hall on the first floor was in a mess. The Han family and Lin Qin were like headless flies, looking around and making a lot of noise.

"Second uncle, grandpa is gone. If you don't look for him quickly, why are you still following that liar?" Han Tianyu shouted dissatisfied when he saw Han Wenshan and me.

"I know where the old man is!" Han Wenshan glared at him coldly, and without any time to care, he hurried out of the yard with me.

The door to the cellar was opened, and a cold air rushed out.

Han Wenshan was surprised and happy. After taking a look at me, he took the lead in walking down the aisle.

The stairs going down are deep and dark.

I asked Han Wenshan to cover the flashlight light with his fingers so as not to startle Mr. Han.

With the faint light of the flashlight, we followed the wall and entered the cellar.

The cellar is not small, with many wine barrels and jars placed against the wall, and the air is filled with a strong aroma of wine.

We walked slowly and cautiously.

In the deepest part of the cellar, there seemed to be rapid breathing sounds.

"Turn off the lights!" I whispered and turned off the flashlight.

Han Wenshan hurriedly followed suit.

It was dark in the cellar, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The sound of breathing slowly changed from rapid to gentle, but it was still heavy, like an animal breathing.

"It's so dark, we can't see anything, and we can't take the old man back." Han Wenshan said anxiously and worriedly.

"Don't worry. As long as he doesn't run around, it doesn't matter if he hides here. He will fall into a deep sleep at dawn and then take him back." I replied in a low voice.

"Then I'll feel more relieved." Han Wenshan let out a long sigh of relief.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps at the entrance of the cellar, and at the same time, several flashlights shone in.

In the deepest corner of the cellar, the sound of breathing became obviously rapid and restless, followed immediately by the sound of nails scraping against the skin, which made people's scalp numb.

"Oops, the old man started scratching himself again." Han Wenshan was so anxious that he ran towards the entrance of the cellar. "Turn off the flashlight, the old man is inside. As soon as there is light, he will start to harm himself!"

"What? Where is the old man?" Han Zehai didn't seem to understand. Instead, he raised his hand and shined the flashlight inside.

"Are you deaf? I told you to turn off the flashlight!" Han Wenshan rushed forward angrily, grabbed the flashlight and threw it to the ground, breaking it with a bang.

"Brother is still here, who are you yelling at?" Han Zehai said unconvinced, "If I didn't take a picture inside, how would I know that the old man is inside, just because of your mouth?"

"If you don't believe me, just listen!" Han Wenshan gritted his teeth.

There were a few more flashlights in the cellar, and the darkness turned from blinding darkness to dimness.

In the deepest part, the sound of deep breathing became more and more rapid, and the frequency of nails scratching the skin became more and more frequent. It seemed that the old man was about to go violent.

The noise was so loud that even if you were standing at the entrance of the cellar, you could hear it clearly.

"The old man is really here!" Han Jingchuan was about to turn off the flashlight, but Lin Qin held him down.

"Mr. Han, lock the cellar door. There are no windows in this place. As long as you guard the door, the old man won't be able to escape. I can just do this to get rid of the curse on him."

"That's right! Director Lin still has a way. What's the use of just finding the old man? The problem must be completely solved!" Han Tianyu shouted actively.

"Dad, third uncle, you guys go and guard the door to avoid getting hurt by the crazy old man. I am the youngest and the strongest, so I am here to help Mr. Lin."