Seeing his expression, he knew there was definitely something wrong. Uncle San said calmly, "We are here to solve the problem. If what you say is indeed reasonable, we will do our best to facilitate this matter. But if you are unwilling to communicate with us, then it will be difficult to deal with."

"I don't want you to care about me, just get out of here." Zhao Duan suddenly became agitated. He stood up and pointed at the door and yelled at us.

"You can drive us away, but you still have to take the money, right? Even if you insist on getting 30 million, you have to get the money. Why should you refuse to cooperate with us?" Uncle San said with a smile.

"Cooperate with you? Why should I believe what you say? Who are you?" Zhao Duan said angrily.

"So there's no room for negotiation except for thirty million?"

"It must be 30 million, not a penny less." He kept repeating it, and I noticed that cold sweat was pouring down his head.

"What if... I mean what if, what if Yang Yanan doesn't give you 30 million?"

"Let him try. If he doesn't give me the money, I will make his family live in unrest for the rest of his life. It will be too late to regret it then." After saying this, he smiled neurotically.

"Then I regret to tell you that Yang Yanan has already said that he will give you a maximum of one million yuan, not a cent more. If you don't agree, go and sue him. He will accept whatever the court decides."

The strange thing was that after Uncle San said this, Zhao Duan did not make any extreme move. Instead, he calmed down, sat upright in the chair and did not move. For some reason, his face turned waxy yellow, and two black circles appeared faintly in his eye sockets.

No matter how you look at it, this person looks dead, not even a living person at all.

Chu Sen also noticed something was wrong and made some gestures to me secretly. I could only pretend not to see anything because I didn't know what to do.

Uncle San pretended to know nothing, stood up and said to the empty door: "Hello, big brother, we are here to discuss compensation."

I was stunned. Could it be that my third uncle was also possessed by a ghost?

As soon as Uncle San finished speaking, Zhao Duan suddenly stood up and turned to the door. The strange expression on his face disappeared.

Seeing that there was no one at the door, Zhao Duan's expression changed slightly before returning to normal. He sighed and said, "You are not here to discuss business sincerely. Please leave."

"Since we are here, of course we are sincere. The key is that you have to trust us." said Uncle San.

"I still say the same thing, why should I believe you?" Zhao Duan's expression was somewhat indifferent.

"If you don't believe us, who else can you believe? Could it be the person you saw in your dream?" Zhao Duan was shocked when he heard what his third uncle said. He pointed at his third uncle as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Finally, he sighed, held on to the table and slowly sat back.

"Am I right?" Uncle San said with a normal expression.

"How did you know?"

"I know that from the number 30 million."

Zhao Duan said in surprise: "It's just a number. How can you find a flaw from a string of numbers?"

Uncle San said: "It just so happens that I work in the burial business, so I know some of the rules of burial. Thirty million should be" The hanged man

Zhao Duan's forehead was covered in cold sweat again. It was obvious that he was very nervous. He sighed and said, "You're right. I, I seem to be haunted by something. I have seen him in my dreams more than once."

"Can you describe his appearance?"

"He was wearing all black, and his face and hands were blindingly white, but I couldn't see his face clearly in the dream. In the dream, he told me that I must ask Yang Yanan for 30 million yuan, otherwise he would punish me. I thought it was just a coincidence and didn't take it seriously. But a few days later, while driving, I suddenly couldn't see the road clearly. I was too panicked and didn't think to brake. Later, I don't know why my vision suddenly improved, and then I saw that the car was about to rear-end a truck loaded with steel pipes. I quickly slammed on the brakes, and when the car stopped, the glass window was sticking to the steel pipes. If it was just a second later, I would have been pierced by the steel pipes."

At this point, Zhao Duan wiped a cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Now I understand that dreams aren't random. I'm truly possessed by something. I wanted to tell my parents about it, but whenever I talk about anything related to the dream, I get an electric shock and can't even open my mouth. From then on, I could see him out of the corner of my eye at night, but it was just a blurry outline. No matter how I turned my head, I couldn't see the man in black head-on."

"But now that you're telling me you haven't seen any abnormal behavior?" I said.

"Yeah, I find it strange too. In fact, when you came, I could see him out of the corner of my eye. But when you pretended to see my dad, he disappeared. I can even tell you about these experiences." Zhao Duan was even stranger than me.

Uncle San said, "If I tell you that you are haunted by a ghost, can you accept it?"

"Accept. Actually, I think so too. It's just that I never believed in these things since I was a child. It's hard to accept psychologically when I encounter them for the first time."

"Ghost haunting is also called being haunted. It's different from being possessed by a ghost. Most people know about being possessed by a ghost, but not about being haunted. In fact, in most cases, people are haunted by a ghost, not possessed. The difference between the two is that the possessed person loses their consciousness, while the haunted person remains conscious, but is haunted. Unless the ghost achieves its goal and leaves on its own, the haunting will continue endlessly. However, under one condition, it will temporarily stop haunting the victim, which is when the victim goes into a trance."

"Absent-minded? Does that mean being stunned?" Zhao Duan asked in surprise.

"That's right. People become dazed because they're temporarily out of their bodies. This happens all the time. Whenever someone encounters an unexpected situation, they become dazed. Dazed is just one type of daze. For example, if you suddenly go blind, you'll panic and be completely overwhelmed. Normally, you wouldn't be able to think of a simple way to deal with it. This is also a daze."

"I just pretended to see your father, and you know that the old man would never come home at this time, so he would be surprised. People will also be in a trance at this time. Once you are in a trance, the ghost that is haunting you will disappear briefly, but will come back soon."

"If I am haunted by ghosts for the rest of my life, I might as well die." Zhao Duan said helplessly.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. In fact, the reason this ghost is harassing you is not to ask for 30 million RMB. Since it is a ghost, asking for money from the living world is useless. What it needs is money from the underworld. 30 million in the underworld money, let alone Yang Yanan, wouldn't cost much even if it asked you to buy it, right?"

"You mean he wants ghost money? Are you serious or are you kidding me?" Zhao Duan asked suspiciously.

"I can assure you that there must be a coffin buried under the soil of Longmuting . The corpse in the coffin is wearing a set of black clothes. If what I said is correct, then the story of the 30 million ghost money is true. When the time comes, don't insist that you must pay 30 million yuan. Negotiate a suitable compensation price with Yang Yanan and settle down as soon as possible. This is the best way to comfort Tingting's spirit in heaven, what do you think?"

Zhao Duan slammed the table and said, "Okay, if there really is this coffin under the soil, I only want Yang Yanan to pay me one million."

I was secretly so happy that I almost burst into tears. It turned out that the old ones were the wisest. But Uncle San didn't look complacent at all. He said, "Now that we've made a decision, don't change it. I need to focus on resolving the Long Muting issue now. I hope you won't make any more mistakes."

"Do you think I want this? Do you think I am willing to..." When he said this, his face suddenly tightened and he stopped talking.

I didn't feel anything unusual when I first entered the house, but at this moment I felt that the house was gloomy and eerie. I even thought I saw a dark shadow out of the corner of my eye. It made my scalp tingle and I wanted to escape from the house immediately.

Uncle San didn't say anything, just patted Zhao Duan on the shoulder and said, "Take care of yourself, I'll come to see you in two days." Zhao Duan nodded dejectedly without saying anything.

After leaving his house, I said, "Uncle San, what should we do now?"

"There must be a hanged person buried under Longmu Pavilion. The dead body is filled with resentment , which is why it has killed the living. What we need to do now is to bury this hanged ghost and send him into reincarnation. Otherwise, more people will die in Longmu Pavilion."