Xu Er meant that as soon as my pebbles flew out, it meant I was disturbing the ghosts.

If there were no ghosts on the other side of the courtyard wall, at most I would just hear a sound.

If there really were ghosts, it meant I was about to meet a dead person.

I smiled faintly, "Meeting someone isn't so bad!"

I glanced at Xu Er, "Have you ever waited for a woman?"

"When the woman you're waiting for doesn't show up, you'll have expectations, fantasies, even anxiety. Because you don't know if the woman you love is late, will she give you a warm hug, or say, 'You're a good person.'"

"Although waiting is also a kind of sweetness, I prefer to see the result directly. Don't you agree?"

Xu Er was so frightened that his face turned pale, "Master Li, please think twice! Don't forget the three taboos of the art."

The three taboos of the art: one of them is to avoid disturbing ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and gods, and sorcerers each have their own paths. There is no need to disturb ghosts and gods, it is provoking the dignity of ghosts and gods. How much trouble will follow depends on the mood of the ghosts and gods, and also on the strength of the sorcerer.

Xu Er meant that I shouldn't cause too much trouble, at least, the dead in Weizi Lane haven't taken us as targets yet.

With a smile, I flicked my finger, and the pebble in my hand directly hit the car body.

The stone sank into the car with a puff. The dilapidated van turned into a paper car in front of my eyes, only the license plate was still firmly hanging on the car.

At the same time, the figure in the window of the next room flashed away.

I watched for a while, and seeing no movement in the next room, I retreated back into the house: "Lao Liu, ask Zhao Ci to check that license plate number."

Lao Liu directly brought over the message talisman: "Second Master, there's news from there."

"Ye Yang!" I took the message talisman and attached it to myself. Feng Ruoxing quickly told me in detail what happened on Ye Yang's side.

While Feng Ruoxing was speaking, I kept tapping the table with my fingers until she finished speaking before I stopped: "Interesting!"

I was about to send a signal to Feng Ruoxing, but I took my hand back and said directly: "We can make an assumption."

"Assume that Weizi Lane itself is a forbidden area. Here, ghosts can turn into entities and run rampant."

"The Chen family of sorcerers became the guardians of Weizi Lane. They used a bronze bell to guard Weizi Lane, both saving the souls of the dead and scaring away ghosts and gods. In other words, the Chen family's task is to block the ghosts outside and purify the spirits in the alley."

There was one more sentence I didn't say, and that was: the Chen family appeared after Lao Liu was killed. At least, when Lao Liu was alive, nothing had happened here, and the Chen family had not settled in Weizi Lane.

While I was speaking, my eyes were on Lao Liu. Lao Liu tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan twice, he was telling me: when he bought the house in Weizi Lane, there was no bell tower here yet.

I continued to say to the sound transmission talisman: "That bell tower should be something the Chen family brought themselves. Before Old Man Chen died, he once held out three fingers, which may represent three things from the Chen family: the bell tower, the clapper, and the box."

"The old Chen family knew the use of the three things, but he didn't approve of Old Man Chen's instructions. That's why he forced Old Man Chen's fingers down."

"This point has been confirmed by what Old Man Chen did later. The techniques of the two generations of night watchmen in the Chen family are completely different, which can only mean that Old Man Chen was doing the opposite."

"Old Man Chen doesn't not want to carry on the family business, he just has his own ideas."

The inheritance of sorcerers is not immutable, just like many disciples of martial arts schools, who can develop into a branch of the school by comprehending new boxing techniques, and even establish their own schools. The secret techniques of sorcerers are also constantly improved in the inheritance.

I continued: "Moreover, I have another guess. Back then, Chen Xiaobei's second uncle did not sell the bell tower without Old Man Chen's consent."

"Chen's second son sold the bell tower, maybe it was also the result of Old Man Chen's instructions."

Feng Ruoxing couldn't help but mutter to herself when she heard this: "Is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" I asked back: "If a sorcerer has several sons, he can choose to pass on the secret technique to only one person, but you must choose the one among the children who is most suitable to inherit the secret technique."

"Chen Lao-er can't possibly not understand secret arts at all, and it's impossible that he doesn't know the meaning of the bell tower, why would he sell the bell tower?"

"There is another detail in the Chen family's past that you didn't notice. Old Man Chen only got angry when he knew the bell tower was sold, but he didn't get furious. What does this represent? It means he didn't want to take back the bell tower at all."

"You need to know that the boss is accompanied by a feng shui master, as long as Old Man Chen reveals his identity, the other party will definitely give him face and persuade the boss to give up the bell tower. Why didn't Old Man Chen mention that he was a sorcerer?"

"More importantly, after Old Man Chen's identity was seen through, what did he explain to the boss? Why did he personally help people move the bell tower away?"