Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

Zhang Wei led Li Zhuiyuan into the sightseeing vehicle.

"Hehe, Brother Yuan, since you've already made a move, please take a look around."

"Hmm." Li Zhuiyuan looked around, trying to find something unusual about this neighborhood.

He searched almost the entire neighborhood, but still couldn't detect anything unusual.

He now has a special sensitivity to the supernatural; if this neighborhood is truly haunted, he won't be able to hide it from him.

The sightseeing bus continued forward and arrived at the back of the residential area.

Li Zhuiyuan sensed something was wrong. He looked towards the back of the residential area, at a wasteland overgrown with weeds.

There are some very old, dilapidated buildings there.

Dilapidated wooden houses, collapsed mud houses, and so on.

The most eye-catching building is an old building constructed of blue bricks, with a distinct Republican-era style.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "Let's go take a look at that house."

The two-story brick building had a section of its roof beams, which were used to support the tiles, rotted and collapsed.

Ivy, weeds, and moss grew all over the house.

Overgrown with weeds and dilapidated, this Republican-era building has a uniquely eerie appearance.

Even more strangely, the house had no windows.

A two-story building, almost completely sealed off except for the main entrance.

As he drew closer, Li Zhuiyuan instinctively felt a sense of unease.

He is now certain that there is indeed a problem with this neighborhood.

The root of the problem lies in this old house from the Republican era right in front of us.

Li Zhuiyuan walked straight over.

Zhang Wei asked in surprise, "Brother Xiao Yuan, shouldn't we take another look? What if this is a haunted house?"

Li Zhuiyuan said calmly, "No need for 'what ifs,' this is a haunted house."

Zhang Wei stopped and said with an awkward smile, "Brother Xiao Yuan, I suddenly feel like standing here and getting some fresh air. Why don't you go inside by yourself?"

Li Zhuiyuan walked through the gate and went straight to the second floor.

The unease was coming from the second floor.

Ascending the steps, the second-floor corridor is dark and damp. At the end, there is a blue brick wall with three doors beside the passage.

The first door was a heavy iron door. After observing it, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that it was actually made of gold, with only a layer of iron sheet covering it.

"A door made of gold, did people in the Republic of China over a hundred years ago already know that the power of evil spirits cannot affect gold?" Li Zhuiyuan guessed that evil spirits had appeared more than a hundred years ago, and that there were ghost tamers like them in that era.

The second door is a bronze door, covered in rust. It also has no handle and is sealed shut; the only way to open it is to smash it.

The third door was a wooden door with seven or eight locks on it, which had been smashed open, and a cold, eerie atmosphere emanated from inside.

Li Zhuiyuan sensed something supernatural.

Upon entering, you find a small room with no windows, completely sealed off by bluestone bricks.

In the corner of the room stood a life-sized mirror, exuding a strong Republican-era style. Beside it lay an old oilcloth, clearly used to cover the mirror, but someone had apparently thrown it there.

Scattered on the ground are some tools used on modern construction sites, such as electric drills and cutting machines.

"Zhang Wei said some workers went missing, and it seems they disappeared here." Li Zhuiyuan looked at the dressing mirror.

If there's anything here that could cause the worker to disappear, it's this mirror in front of us.

He also discovered that he couldn't see himself in the mirror.

"The mirror ghost that was following Zhang Wei was wearing construction site work clothes. Could it have escaped from here?"

"The mirror ghost exists inside the mirror; this mirror is where the mirror ghost used to reside."

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched the dressing mirror.

A strange thing happened.

He didn't use the mirror ghost's supernatural powers, yet his hand reached in without any hindrance.

The endless chill was so intense it felt like it would freeze a person's arms off completely.

suddenly.

Li Zhuiyuan felt several hands grabbing his arms from inside the mirror, and a terrifying force was pulling him into the mirror.

Dark eyes lit up, ghost blood gushed from his palm, and the supernatural battle began.

Soon, the pulling force disappeared, and Li Zhuiyuan pulled his arm out.

There were dark handprints of varying sizes on it.

He ran his other bloodstained hand over his arm, and all the ghostly handprints disappeared, the scars left by the supernatural being smoothed over by the ghostly blood.

"This is a ghost mirror, containing an unknown number of ghosts."

"Who would put such a mirror here and not try to seal it? This mirror must have another purpose, otherwise it wouldn't be placed here."

Li Zhuiyuan was certain that this house must have been built by a ghost tamer during the Republic of China era, and the ghost mirror left behind must be of great use to the ghost tamer, but he did not yet know what that function was.

Li Zhuiyuan covered the ghost mirror with an old oilcloth and walked out of the room.

As for the bronze and gold doors next to him, he did not intend to open them.

We'll make plans after we figure out the function of the ghost mirror.

Back at the sales office of Guanjiang Community.

Yang Jian's face beamed with joy: "Brother Xiao Yuan, I've helped Uncle Zhang secure the shares in this residential complex. Zhang will own 40%, and we'll split the remaining 60% equally. Also, this sales office can serve as our new home. I've already informed Jiang Yan and asked her to arrange for all the gold to be moved here."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't care much about the money. After nodding to indicate that he understood, he told Li Zhuiyuan about the old house from the Republican era.

Zhang Xiangui said he would personally oversee the construction of a temple on the wasteland to hide the old house.

One day later.

The two moved from their rented apartment to Guanjiang Community.

The sales office has five floors in total, and Li Zhuiyuan lives on the top floor.

All the gold and the imprisoned evil spirits were moved to this floor.

Afterwards, Li Zhuiyuan went to an old house from the Republican era and moved the ghost mirror there as well.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian asked, "Brother Xiao Yuan, is this the mirror that caused those workers to disappear?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said, "There are many ghosts in this mirror. It was left by a ghost tamer during the Republic of China era, and I suspect it has a very special function."

"What is its function?" Yang Jian asked.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "I don't know for now. I plan to ask that human skin paper, but that thing has never been very willing to communicate with me before."

Yang Jian said with a solemn expression, "The human skin paper is too strange. No one knows what its purpose is."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, let's put the mirror thing aside for now. I've been thinking about how to deal with that ghost around Zhao Kaiming these past two days."

"That ghost is too terrifying; it's difficult for us to deal with it with our current methods. But I remembered something—something I saw at No. 7 Middle School."

"The ghost eye I control was taken from a tall, dark figure. My intuition tells me that the figure is extremely terrifying, more terrifying than the knocking ghost we encountered, and even more terrifying than that silhouette."

"The shadowy figure had a coffin nail piercing its chest and pinning it to a bone tree."

"If we get that coffin nail, we can definitely nail the ghosts around Zhao Kaiming to their deaths!"