"Mr. Zheng...is there any way to deal with the things in the well?"

"Of course." Zheng Wenjie continued, "But if you want to get rid of the monster in the well, the reward I will charge is not money."

"What kind of reward does Mr. Zheng want?" Makoto looked at Zheng Wenjie puzzledly and asked.

Zheng Wenjie looked at Nozaki and said, "Ms. Makoto, don't worry. I think you should try to see if you can get rid of this well first. I think Nozaki-kun thinks the same way."

Nozaki retracted his gaze from Zheng Wenjie and lowered his head slightly to look at Makoto: "Makoto, let's go back and report to the affairs team first. After finding out the basic information, we will decide whether we need Mr. Zheng's help."

Nozaki didn't have the nerve to say that he didn't need Zheng Wenjie. He was still shocked that Zheng Wenjie was playing with the slit-mouthed woman at his fingertips.

"I think you two are busy, so we'll take our leave first." Zheng Wenjie nodded to Makoto, and left the abandoned old house with Miyue.

Makoto and Nozaki were left staring at each other, with Makoto glancing at the well from the corner of his eye: "The seal here is still there, I have no way of determining what is down there."

Nozaki nodded, grabbed Makoto's wrist and said seriously: "Now what you need to do is go back and have a good rest. I will arrange the rest."

Makoto shook off Nozaki's hand and said, "I don't need your concern." Without looking back, she followed the direction where Zheng Wenjie and Miyuki left.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, Tokyo is flashing with neon lights, even more bustling than during the day.

"Father, are you waiting for them?" Miyue asked as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Wenjie shook his head: "I'm looking at someone, but Miss Makoto is indeed behind, come over soon."

Mitsuki looked behind her. The forest behind her was completely different from the Tokyo in front of her. It was immersed in darkness. After waiting for a moment, Mitsuki could clearly see Makoto walking out of it.

Mitsuki frowned, looking at Makoto's mournful expression in confusion.

"What's wrong with you? You were fine just now?" Mitsuki took two steps forward and looked at Makoto.

Makoto pouted and shook her head: "It's okay, I just thought of something unhappy. Mitsuki, why are you here? Are you waiting for me?" After saying that, Makoto smiled at Mitsuki again.

Miyue chuckled and turned to look at Zheng Wenjie who was looking at Tokyo: "My father said he was looking at someone."

Makoto tilted her head and looked at Zheng Wenjie's back: "Mizuki-chan, can you tell me who Zheng Jun is?"

"No!" Meiyue snorted, "Go first and don't bother us."

"Huh?" Makoto sat on the mud leaf next to Mitsuki and looked up at her: "I'm going to wait for Zheng Jun too. I'm planning to invite him to have a drink at the bar."

Mitsuki glared down at Makoto and imitated Makoto as he sat down with her, "Just give up! There's no way I'll let my father be alone with you!"

Makoto smiled softly and rested his head on Mitsuki's shoulder, "I really envy you, Mitsuki-chan. Even during the exorcism, there are people who care about you and protect you."

"You don't have any? Aren't you from a big family? I heard you repeat it twice, the Umekawa family."

"Yes, it's a big family, but no one cares about me except my sister." Makoto sighed: "You know, big families are very traditional, but I became a hostess and no one blamed me."

Miyue was stunned and fell silent.

Zheng Wenjie's sight passed through most of Tokyo city and stopped at a small tavern, where sat Hideki and the person he was seeking help from.

The person Hideki asked for help was his best friend in high school, Shun Shiraoka, who now teaches at a university and studies Japanese folk culture, so Hideki thought of him first.

Shiraoka Shun clinked his glasses of sake with Hideki with a serious look on his face, put down his glass, and after pondering for a moment under Hideki's anxious gaze, he said, "The Polu Demon you mentioned doesn't actually exist. There are many different opinions about the Polu Demon among the people."

"People were living in poverty at the time and couldn't afford to raise children, so they abandoned them or even drowned them."

"Then a fictitious monster was invented, the Pakumo. The rumor spread more and more, and it was heard everywhere in Japan."

Shiraoka Shun was about to say something, sighed and looked at Hideki: "Hideki, are you too tired recently?"

Xiu Shu drank two glasses of sake in pain, and then covered his face in pain: "Believe me, I am sober, I really encountered a ghost, the Pok'u Demon... I saw the Pok'u Demon when I was a child, I saw it take away my childhood companions with my own eyes, and now it is targeting me again! This is true!"

Shiraoka Shun looked at Hideki worriedly: "If you really need to find a psychic, I should be able to introduce you to a psychic."

"I was researching a project a year ago and needed to find information, so I found this fortune teller. According to people around me, this fortune teller is very effective."

"Let's go now!" Hideki's eyes lit up and he looked at Shiraoka Shun expectantly.

"It's getting late, let's go tomorrow! Hideki, you should go home to see Kana and Saori first, and then have a good sleep." said Shiraoka Shun.

Hideki rubbed his hair with his stiff hands and explained, "I have asked Kana to take Saori away from home first. The Pokmon has already been to my house."

"Let's go! I'll take you there now." Baigang Shun said decisively. Regardless of whether Hideki really encountered a ghost or not, Baigang Shun thought that the most important thing at the moment was to make him feel at ease first.

What is this vengeful spirit waiting for? Zheng Wenjie originally thought that tonight was also the anniversary of Xiu Shu's death, but the slit-mouthed woman had been dealt with, Xiu Shu was still alive, and the vengeful spirit around him had not yet taken action.

"Let's go home first, Miyue." Zheng Wenjie turned around and greeted Miyue, and glanced at Makoto who was sleeping soundly on Miyue's shoulder.

"Ms. Makoto trusts Mitsuki a lot. After a day of getting along, she probably considers you a friend."

"Father..." Mitsuki sighed and wanted to wake Makoto up but Zheng Wenjie raised his hand to stop her: "She's tired, let her sleep."

Zheng Wenjie's mind moved, and Makoto floated in the air and floated on the back of Miyue who stood up: "Miss Makoto trusts you so much, just carry her home." "I know, father." Miyue looked at Zheng Wenjie's smiling face and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She could feel Makoto on her back, but she could not feel any weight at all.

After returning home, Mitsuki put Makoto on her bed and left the room. She poured a cup of tea for Zheng Wenjie and said as if nothing had happened, "Ms. Makoto is sleeping in my room. I will sleep with you tonight."

"You go to sleep first, don't worry about me." Zheng Wenjie picked up the teacup, took out the recliner and leaned against the balcony, sipped the tea, and looked at Hideki and Shiraoka Shun who had already found the fortune teller.

The witch was wearing a traditional kimono used for sacrifices, and was performing a dance around Hideki, swinging willow branches in her hands, while Shiraoka Shun stood by and watched Hideki, hoping that he could relax a little.

Suddenly, the witch began to tremble all over, threw the willow branch in her hand aside, and looked at Xiu Shu with a serious expression: "Here it comes, it's coming."

Hideki's eyes widened, his body frozen in place. A gust of cold wind blew, bringing with it a loud ringtone. It was the mobile phone in Hideki's backpack.

The witch sat cross-legged on the side and said seriously, "It's already here, there's no way to hide. Answer the phone, but remember, no matter what is said on the phone, you can't make a sound, you can't respond to it! Remember! Don't respond!"

Shiraoka Shun rubbed his eyes, looked at the fortune teller in disbelief, then looked at Hideki who was trembling as he took out a mobile phone from his backpack.

Hideki pressed the answer button with trembling fingers, and a loud noise of chaotic electricity came from the mobile phone, followed by a child's voice. Hideki knew it was the voice of his daughter Saori, but the terrified Hideki remembered the words of the witch and pursed his lips tightly.

There was another chaotic sound coming from the mobile phone, followed by the dead grandmother and colleagues, and finally Hideki heard his wife Kana and his own voice coming from the mobile phone, "What are you doing? Are you still a father?"

"I married you and raised you. Why are you so arrogant? It's just giving birth to a child."

"Do you know what family is? You were raised by a scumbag mother."

"No! That's not what I said!" Hideki's expression twisted and he retorted instinctively. There was a fortune teller and his good friend Shiraoka Shun here. The volume of the mobile phone was loud enough for the fortune teller and Shiraoka Shun to hear clearly. He couldn't let the voice on the phone ruin his image as a good husband and a good father in the eyes of his friends.

"Shut up!" the witch shouted angrily, but it was too late. With Hideki's response, the true power of the vengeful spirit was aroused, and resentment even stronger than that entangled with Hideki rushed towards the witch from the other end of the phone.

The witch screamed in pain, and out of nowhere there was a sizzling sound like water being poured into boiling oil. It was the resentment that oppressed the witch's spiritual power. With a bang, both of her arms were broken off at the root, and two streams of blood spurted out. The witch also fell in a pool of blood.

Hideki opened his eyes wide, and in a trance he seemed to see a little girl jumping over the witch and disappearing out of thin air.

"Hurry, go home quickly, your family is in danger." The witch held her breath and said hoarsely to Hideki.

Hideki was so frightened that his eyes were already wet, but when he heard the witch's words, he still murmured and repeated: "Danger... Danger, there is danger, Saori... Saori."

Afterwards, Hideki tightly grasped the mobile phone in his hand, turned around and quickly left the fortune-teller's house. Ignoring the frightened shouts of Shiraoka Shun behind him, he opened the car door, stepped on the accelerator and drove home.

On the way, the mobile phone on the passenger seat started to ring again. Hideki stepped on the brakes in fear: "How could this happen? Why is the mobile phone still here?"

Swallowing his saliva, Hideki picked up the mobile phone with trembling hands and pressed the answer button. The voice of Shiraoka Shun coming from the mobile phone made Hideki breathe a sigh of relief and slump in the driver's seat.

"Hideki! I've asked my friends who live near your place to pick up Kana and Saori. Didn't you say they weren't at home? Luckily nothing happened."

"I'm in the hospital with the witch now. Don't worry, nothing will happen. The witch also has something to say to you. You must remember it carefully. The only one who can help you now is yourself!"

"Hi...hi." Hideki responded with a stammer, and listened attentively to the weak voice of the witch coming from the other end of the mobile phone.

After hanging up the phone, Xiushu knew that returning home now would definitely put him in great danger, but there was no other way now, he would have to face it sooner or later. His only hope now was to do as the witch said and fight for a chance of survival!
The car braked suddenly, Hideki got out and looked at the apartment building in front of him. His home was on a high floor, and the surrounding area was plunged into darkness except for the lights downstairs.

Hideki rubbed his eyes. The resident downstairs from his house was a man who looked familiar. At this moment, the man was waving and greeting him. Hideki shook his head and rushed to the stairs without thinking too much, and ran into the house panting.

According to what the witch said, Hideki took a hammer from the toolbox and smashed all the mirrors in the house, then packed up all the knives in the house and placed them on the balcony.

Finally, I started from the entrance and placed the bowls in the living room, and then filled each bowl with water. As soon as I finished all this, the landline in the living room rang.

Hideki shook his arms. He had already done everything according to the witch's request. Now all he had to do was wait. Hideki picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hideki, this is Shiraoka Jun." Shiraoka Jun's words came over with a heavy breath: "Are you okay now? I just sent the witch to the hospital. Are Kana and Saori in danger?"

Xiu Shu was a little confused: "What? Didn't you call me just now?"

"What? Hideki! Don't worry, listen to me first! The witch told me before she passed out that if you and your family are trapped at home, stand next to the mirror with a knife! Ghosts hate sharp objects and mirrors! This may give you a chance of survival!"

The landline phone slipped from Hideki's hand, and the telephone wire connected to it swung back and forth in the air. Hideki let out a meaningless laugh and slumped down in the living room, with a bowl full of water in front of him that led directly to the entrance.

The magic-attracting talisman hanging above the entrance flashed a light that was invisible to ordinary people. With a "bang", Hideki watched the door of his house being knocked open.

Just now when the witch fell in a pool of blood, the little girl that Hideki saw in a trance appeared at the door, and a silver bell-like laughter was heard.

She jumped up and down as if playing a game, crushing all the bowls filled with water from the entrance to the living room, and stood in front of Hideki.

Hideki collapsed on the ground until the chaotic and breaking sounds stopped and a pair of child's legs appeared in front of him. Then Hideki raised his head from his collapsed stupor and saw clearly that the little girl was his daughter...Saori, and then he fainted.

When Hideki woke up again and opened his eyes suddenly, everything around him was silent, with only broken pieces of porcelain bowls and water on the floor.

"This water...why does it seem to be red?" Hideki muttered to himself, then screamed in pain, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his hands trembled.

When Hideki saw his lower body still oozing blood, he realized that he had been cut into two pieces.

Zheng Wenjie stood up from the recliner, left the balcony, and lay on the sofa with his hands supporting his head. He said that when Xiushu put on the magic charm in the morning, the vengeful spirit had already been stimulated to have real killing intentions. How could Xiushu still live tonight? (End of this chapter)