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Wu Jiang walked into the room and quickly glanced around. Apart from the strong Yin Qi that hit his face, he found nothing unusual.

The room was very large. A large double bed was placed in the center of the room. Lying on the bed was a young man in his twenties, with handsome features but a pale face. His brows were tightly knitted and his breathing was weak. It was obvious that he was sleeping very uneasily. Occasionally, he would utter one or two low murmurs, as if he was having a nightmare.

Wu Jiang looked at the young man lying down intently, and when he saw it with his yin and yang eyes, he immediately knew what was going on.

Most of this boy's yang energy has been lost, and there is a faint yin energy lingering around him. It is obvious that he has been entangled for a long time.

He opened the wardrobe and bedside table in the room and rummaged around, but didn't see even a trace of the female ghost. He was full of doubts: It was not daytime and the yang energy was not strong. Where on earth was this female ghost hiding?

Really unable to find a clue, Wu Jiang could only give up temporarily and turned around helplessly and went downstairs.

"Xiao Jiang, how are you?"

Seeing Wu Jiang coming down, Boss Wang’s wife could not help but greet him first, her tone full of eagerness and anxiety.

She is just such a precious son. During this period of time, she was so exhausted mentally and physically by the hauntings. She looked haggard, and the red bloodshot eyes were clearly visible.

Boss Wang followed closely behind, staring closely at Wu Jiang with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in his eyes.Although he still had doubts about Wu Jiang's age, at this point, he was unwilling to let go of any glimmer of hope.

Wu Jiang shook his head gently first, and then slowly responded: "Auntie, Uncle Wang, I can't find any trace of the ghost. I don't know where he (she) is hiding. Now I can only wait for her to show up."

Hearing this, the expectation on the faces of Mr. Wang and his wife instantly faded away, replaced by unconcealable disappointment.

Seeing this, Wu Jiang quickly asked: "Uncle Wang, Auntie, tell me first, when does the ghost usually come out? And how did those people you invited before deal with her?" Page (1/3)