Chapter 32: Show off your skills
"Ghosts are born from the heart..." Everyone was stunned by Tan Xuan's words, and were silently trying to figure out the meaning of this sentence.
Qian Bo spoke first, looking at Tan Xuan and asking uncertainly, "Tan Zi, you said that was just Grandpa Chang's imagination?"
Tan Xuan shook his head, "It's not something I imagined."
"What's going on?" Qian Bo was really confused. Tan Xuan said there was a ghost and then said there was no ghost. He couldn't understand what Tan Xuan was saying at all.
Tan Xuan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the already cold tea, and explained to them: "The old saying is right, suspicion breeds ghosts. In fact, not only suspicion breeds ghosts, but also sins can breed ghosts, but this kind of ghost only appears in old people who have done something wrong. Some people also call this kind of ghost a life-stealing ghost. This kind of ghost can only be seen by people who feel guilty. This kind of ghost will transform into the appearance of the person who has been wronged before the person who feels guilty dies, and it will disappear after the person who feels guilty dies. If other ghosts are caused by the obsessions of people before they die, this kind of ghost is caused by people's regrets. The heavier the regret, the more ferocious this ghost will be."
Tan Xuan's explanation was very straightforward, and Qian Bo understood it very thoroughly. He asked, "Are you saying that Grandpa Chang did something wrong, so that ghost came to visit?"
At this point, Qian Bo couldn't go on, and his face became unnatural. Talking bad about the leader's father in front of the leader, isn't that the same as digging a hole for yourself? Instead of helping someone in need, he is adding fuel to the fire. So he quickly winked at Tan Xuan.
After receiving Qian Bo's request for help, Tan Xuan laughed and said loudly: "Who hasn't done something wrong? Do you dare to say that you have no regrets? The old man is just regretful. Maybe the matter is not serious, but I have always regretted it. So this is the situation now."
Director Chang didn't blame Qian Bo for talking nonsense, but hesitated for a while before asking Tan Xuan: "Tan...Xiao Tan, you mean that there is actually no ghost in the house, and there will be no harm, right?"
Tan Xuan nodded, "Yes."
Qian Bo immediately tried to make amends, "Tan Zi, you have to look carefully at this, this is not a joke. Director Chang and Aunt Feng don't treat you as an outsider, use whatever you can do quickly, and make sure you get it right."
Tan Xuan glanced at Qian Bo and knew what Qian Bo was thinking. This did not work as he expected. Words were not enough, so he had to come up with something that could calm them down. So he stretched out his hand and said to Qian Bo, "Give me a cigarette."
"You still want to smoke at this time?" Qian Bo glared at Tan Xuan unhappily, but still stood up and reached into his pocket.
"Xiao Tan, do you want to smoke? I have some here." Director Chang stopped Qian Bo and took out a box of unopened cigarettes from under the coffee table and handed it to Tan Xuan with both hands.
Tan Xuan took the cigarette and looked at it. It was indeed the leader. The cigarettes he used to entertain guests were of high quality. Tan Xuan did not bother to be polite with them. He directly opened the package and took out a cigarette. Without giving it to others, he put it directly in his mouth.
"Since you still have doubts in your heart, I will take the trouble to investigate further!"
As he said that, Tan Xuan took out a lighter and lit the cigarette. The lighter was ready-made. He had put it in his pocket after using it when he exposed Taoist Mao's trick just now. Now he didn't need to ask Qian Bo for it again.
Tan Xuan took a deep puff of the cigarette, and inhaled most of it before stopping. With a turn of his wrist, he placed the remaining half of the cigarette butt on the coffee table, not caring where the ash would fall. He then reached out and picked up the teacup from which he had just taken a sip, and blew a thick smoke ring into the cup.
Then an unexpected scene appeared. The smoke ring floated to nearly 20 centimeters above the mouth of the cup and suddenly stopped. Then a smoke curtain slowly fell from the smoke ring, gradually forming a white smoke column between the smoke ring and the mouth of the cup. The smoke in the smoke column kept flowing, but there was no leakage, as if it was covered in an invisible cup. Slowly, the smoke above and below became even, as if there was an extra beam of light on the teacup. It was not only beautiful, but also stunning, especially under the illumination of the light, it was simply amazing.
Director Chang and the other two were all stunned. Not to mention the couple, even Qian Bo, who had seen Tan Xuan use similar methods before, was completely stunned by Tan Xuan's methods. Compared with the methods that Taoist Mao used behind people's backs, these were much stronger.
"Oh my goodness, is this magic?"
"go!"
Tan Xuan stretched out his hand and a wisp of smoke was ejected from the smoke column. The smoke circled along the outside of the smoke column, then spiraled directly upwards until it hit the ceiling and completely disappeared.
Tan Xuan looked at the column of smoke for a while, and seeing that there was no change in it, he stretched out his hand and flicked his finger.
"go!"
Another wisp of smoke was ejected from the smoke column, and it still circled along the outside of the smoke column, but this wisp of smoke was different from the previous one. It did not spiral straight up, but circled and fell to the ground, then immediately disappeared.
Tan Xuan kept staring at the column of smoke. After a while, the cigarette butt on the coffee table had naturally gone out. Tan Xuan waved his hand, and the column of smoke shattered into ordinary smoke that dissipated everywhere. Tan Xuan put the teacup back on the coffee table.
"How is it? What did you find?" Qian Bo asked impatiently.
Realizing that he was getting anxious, Qian Bo explained to Director Chang and his wife, "Director Chang, Aunt Feng, didn't you see that Tanzi used a similar method to find the remaining soul of the person who died in the bathtub? My goodness, he could directly see the shadow of the dead person. I was almost scared to death."
"Really?" The Chang Ju couple widened their eyes. Having witnessed Tan Xuan's unmatched skills, they now believed that Tan Xuan was indeed not an ordinary person.
Tan Xuan smiled slightly, "Don't listen to his nonsense. What he saw was not a soul, but the breath left by the deceased. Through that, we can infer the location and circumstances of the deceased's death."
"So what did you see just now?" Changju asked. He didn't care about other people's affairs. He only cared about his own family's affairs. Especially after knowing that Tan Xuan was capable, he became anxious.
Tan Xuan shook his head slightly, "The mysterious mirror has not shown any trace, nor has it caused any ripples. I have asked the heavens and the earth and have seen nothing unusual. There is no doubt that there is no evil thing here."
"That old man..."
While Director Chang was speaking, a soft shout suddenly came from Mr. Chang's bedroom.
"Ah, ghost!"
Tan Xuan stood up immediately after hearing the voice.
Director Chang waved his hands awkwardly at Tan Xuan, "Xiao Tan, don't be nervous. The old man has woken up. He must have seen the thing you mentioned again. Please sit down for a while. I'll go over and take a look."
"Since the old man is awake, let's go in and take a look."
Tan Xuan did not let Director Chang go alone. He followed Director Chang into Mr. Chang's bedroom, and Director Chang turned on the bedroom light. In the bedroom, Mr. Chang was facing the wall. He had opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes were full of panic. When he heard someone coming in, he did not follow the sound and wait and see. He just trembled and shouted weakly: "Don't come over..."
Old Master Chang's voice was not loud, and his weakness was mixed with fear and pleading.
Director Chang walked quickly to the bedside, lowered his head and asked Old Man Chang in a low voice, "Dad, did you see something again?"
Mr. Chang looked carefully at the person in front of him, and after seeing that it was his son, he nodded slightly, "Yes, she is here again."
"Where is she?" Director Chang asked.
"She..." Old Master Chang slowly moved his head and looked towards the end of the bed, "She, isn't she looking at the mirror there?"
Director Chang looked towards the end of the bed, but there was no shadow of a ghost, so he looked at Tan Xuan helplessly.
Tan Xuan shook his head slightly and reminded quietly from behind: "Ask him if he knows the ghost, then we can think of a way."
Director Chang lowered his head and asked Old Master Chang: "Dad, who is she? Have I never seen her before?"
"How could you have seen her?" Old Master Chang murmured with great effort.
"What's her name?"
"She..." Old Master Chang shook his head and closed his eyes. After a while, he fell asleep again.
Director Chang looked at Tan Xuan with a helpless expression, "Every time I asked him, he didn't tell me. This time he just fell asleep again."
"Let me try." Tan Xuan took the initiative to walk to the head of the bed and took Director Chang's position. He first extended his index finger to Old Man neck, paused for a few seconds and then withdrew his finger. Then he nodded and said slowly: "It can be confirmed without a doubt that the old man has encountered a life-stealing ghost."
"Then what should we do?" Director Chang looked at Tan Xuan anxiously but helplessly. "Although birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable, I don't want the old man to die like this. He is suffering too much. Please find a way to help him."
"If you want to solve the problem of the ghost, you must first know who it is and why it happened, so that you can find the right remedy."
"But he won't say anything." Director Chang was so anxious that he licked his lips.
It was obvious that Director Chang was genuinely worried about his father. Tan Xuan felt a pang of sadness in his heart, thinking of his master who had been dependent on him and whose whereabouts were unknown. So he did not sit idly by and said directly, "Just leave it to me."
After saying that, Tan Xuan blew a breath on his right index finger, drew a few strokes on the palm of his left hand, then bent his index and middle fingers and tapped twice on the center of Mr. Chang's eyebrows and the top of his head, then opened his left hand and pressed it on Mr. Chang's forehead, and tapped the back of his left hand with his right hand, twice lightly and once heavily, and repeated this process. When Mr. Chang's body trembled, Tan Xuan directly pressed his right hand on his left hand and shouted, "Who is it? Tell me your name quickly."
"Li Ying!" Old Master Chang suddenly opened his mouth, and unlike his weak voice just now, this time his answer was very loud.
"Where do you live?"
"I live... ahem..."
Mr. Chang was about to answer, but he started coughing. Then he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and asked weakly, "Who are you? What are you doing?"
Tan Xuan quickly moved his hands away and explained with a smile: "Let me try to see if you are hot now. It's okay, just go to sleep if you are sleepy."
After saying that, Tan Xuan turned around and left the room.
