Before I arrived at my uncle's house, I saw many people walking around in the yard, all of whom were in a hurry.

Li Mubai saw the eldest cousin looking around at a glance. The eldest cousin looked anxious, with tears in his eyes. As soon as he saw this, he hurried over.

"My dad is gone, why are you back? What's wrong with the girl? Why is Dr. Huang here too?"

Seeing the thin-skinned Huang Yuelang holding Xiao Jingjing, the eldest cousin asked a few questions in a series of questions.

"She is too tired, she just falls asleep. It's better for the child to go in later. When the evil spirits are dissipated, let's go and have a look first."

Huang Yuelang handed Xiao Jingjing to his cousin with a heavy face, then nodded at Li Mubai, and then walked towards the room lightly.

Li Mubai looked at the bustling crowd, held the red rope for life-extending in his hand, and followed with a wry smile.

When I first entered, there was a heavy smell of money paper incense and candles, and a heat came towards me. There was an iron pot next to the big bed, supported by several yellow bricks. The second cousin and brother-in-law were kneeling beside me and crying, while throwing money paper in it. The money paper ash ran around the room with the heat flow, and many of them fell on them.

My aunt was sitting on the chair next to her, crying so hard that she couldn't stand it. The whole room was filled with a sense of grief. Even the strongest person walked in, she couldn't help but cry. Li Mubai was one of them.

Huang Yuelang patted his shoulder to show comfort, and then saw that his uncle had changed his clothes at this moment. His body was covered with a white sheet. His face was no longer visible, and his chest did not rise or fall.

Li Mubai also knelt beside him and started burning paper money while comforting his aunt.

When she looked at her aunt again, she had become a little stupid, and then she hit her chest and said something in her mouth.

"Mu Bai, help your aunt upstairs first. He has been staying next to his father-in-law for the past few months, and has not left in an instant, so he is exhausted."

The second cousin's brother-in-law spoke.

"Yeah, OK."

Li Mubai helped his aunt upstairs and covered her with a quilt. It was almost autumn and it was still a little cold at night.

Just as he was about to leave, my aunt suddenly called him.

"Bai'er, did your mother tell you something?"

My aunt struggled to sit up, her face full of fatigue, but her eyes still contained tears.

Li Mubai was slightly shocked, stopped, turned around and stared at his aunt and said:

"What did you say? She didn't say anything, but she disappeared again."

The aunt chuckled and said, "You don't have to hide anything in front of me. The women in our Liu family are not ordinary people, and I know that you used the ghost-exorcist talisman yesterday."

"Auntie, you know?"

Li Mubai could no longer maintain his calmness and looked at the aunt who was in the teaching profession in a daze. This was really unacceptable to her words.

"Of course I know that it would be strange if your mother knew that you were on this path."

My aunt whined and stared at Li Mubai with a touch of playfulness.

"Don't worry about my mother and aunt for now. It seems that you are a fellow fellow. Since that's the case, you know your uncle's situation. Don't tell me that you didn't see the sergeant who wanted to take away his uncle's soul."

Li Mubai sat on the chair next to him and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I know that if you let him succeed, your uncle would have left long ago. Why wait until now? I just want to lead that guy out. As long as I find him, even if I die together, I will do whatever I can."

My aunt spoke with a trace of memory on her face, but she couldn't speak in her words.

"Is it an enemy?"

Li Mubai looked at his aunt's increasingly cold face and asked in a low voice, because he suddenly thought of the old ghost who used his big bone hand.

"Well, the enemy from more than 20 years ago disappeared for so long. I didn't expect that this old ghost took advantage of this opportunity to seek revenge. But it was strange. He would do something tonight at the latest, so why didn't he appear yet?"

My aunt said with some surprise.

"I met Huang Yuelang and I joined forces and frightened him. He shouldn't have appeared in a short time. Aunt, how did you mess with this century-old ghost? I almost fell into his hands."

Li Mubai pondered in a low voice. The scene was really shocking. If he hadn't used the soul-summoning lamp in time, he would have been afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Did you meet it?"

My aunt's face suddenly changed, she stood up, and began to look at Li Mubai carefully, and at the same time she showed a look of vigilance.

"Don't worry, I'm not possessed. Aunt, there's no need to hide some things from me."

Li Mubai smiled slightly, walked to his aunt, rubbed her shoulders, and spoke.

"There is no need to hide it from you. I thought these things would pass, but I didn't expect you to step in again. Qing'er is fine, she ran away by herself."

My aunt sighed and then spoke again:

"Actually, that old ghost was attacked by your mother and I. We were all very young and went out for a trip more than 20 years ago. By the way, your mother told you about the sect. I don't think so, otherwise what you learned would be Taoism, but martial arts. Your mother and I both got the inheritance of a Taoist priest in the Youfang. Your mother specializes in martial arts, while I specializes in Taoism. Even your grandmother didn't know about this. At that time, we went to a small village in the northeast and planned to rest for one night before returning. At that time, I was pregnant. We never expected that there was a strangeness everywhere in this village. We were also blamed for being too tired at that time."

My aunt stared at the distance with a little dull eyes, and a solemn look on her face.

"What a strange method?"

Li Mubai asked curiously.

"This village is not an ordinary village, but a Feng Shui village."

Aunt said in a deep voice.

"Fengshui Village? What is Fengshui Village?"

Li Mubai knew about Feng Shui Geography and also recorded it in the ghost hunting notes, but Feng Shui Village did not know it.

"A small village built with a Feng Shui pattern has affected the luck of the village due to the local atmosphere. It is said that many people have appeared in this village. After we went there, people died in the village. In addition to us, some tomb robbers also came down from the mountain. They found that there was a large cave in the village. In fact, there was a tomb hidden here, which was related to the luck of the village. It was these tomb robbers who broke the tomb, causing chaos in the village, and the dead man also defrauded the corpse."

My aunt sighed again and said lightly.

"Even the village's ancestral tomb was dug, which ruined the luck, but how could this make a grudge against that century-old ghost?"

Li Mubai was still a little confused.

"What's hateful is that the tomb robbers took the things and left. The person in charge was a very large fat man named Zhang Dashan, a descendant of the lieutenant of the Jinshi Captain. At that time, he gave me and your mother a slut, and told us to stay in the village. You don't know that there was a very evil old ghost in this tomb suppressing, which is this enemy. If we left earlier, we could have been out of the matter, but because of the slut in our hands, we had to take action. It was our master who said that he had inherited his mantle and had to take it as his responsibility before giving birth to a child. At that time, your mother and I had exhausted all our strength to barely fight back the evil ghost, and then left the small mountain village. But I didn't expect that he would come to the door again now."

My aunt finally explained the whole story. It turned out that this century-old ghost was recruited by them when they were young. However, when Li Mubai heard things like Zhang Dashan and the Jinshi Captain, he recalled his classmate, Zhang Xiaoshan. Is Zhang Xiaoshan related to Zhang Dashan? It seems that he had to ask carefully after going to school.

"My aunt's Taoism must be so advanced. My life-extending red rope is not yours."

Li Mubai couldn't help but feel a little funny when he remembered that he wanted their hair to make a life-extending red rope. He then recalled that his aunt's answer was very refreshing, and then she blushed.

"It's okay, I was very surprised at that time. I knew it was your intention. In fact, I had used the method of extending my life long ago, otherwise it would have come to an end long ago. It would not be able to delay it until now. Oh, you go and do it first. I have to take a rest. My energy and spirit have been exhausted in the past few months, and it will be impossible to recover in a short period of time."

My aunt waved her hand at Li Mubai, and was unwilling to say anything, so she fell asleep on the bed.

Because he passed away at 8 o'clock in the evening, many people did not come to help, saying that Li Mubai had to help build a monastery and other things. He was busy until after twelve o'clock, and he was sleepy. Now his body has not been buried yet, because some relatives have not come, and it will take the next day. However, a long sleeping lamp was placed at the end of the bed. The lamp was made very simple, just a broken plate, and some oil was poured inside, and a white wick was placed inside. After lighting it, a light yellow flame as big as a bean appeared.

Next to the lamp were two pairs of shoes that my uncle had broken through. They were very messy, and the room was filled with smoke, and the smell of money paper was everywhere.

According to the rules in the village, the lamp cannot be turned off, otherwise he would not be able to find his way home. Li Mubai sat next to him, and was also responsible for burning paper money. He picked it with chopsticks from time to time so that the lamp would not be turned off.

When it was time to watch, people became increasingly deserted. Many people in the village were unable to support themselves to go home to sleep. Even the uncle and his nieces were sleepy.

"Everyone go to bed. It's enough to have him alone. You don't see how energetic he is."

Huang Miaomiao threw all the remaining stack of money and paper into the iron pot, clapped his hands, and stood up.

"No, now my cousin and the others are going to sleep. I promised to come and change shifts at three o'clock. If we leave, he will be here alone...will..."

Huang Mang looked at his uncle on the bed with a complicated expression, immediately shifted his gaze, swallowed his saliva and said.

When a person dies, he will die. When a person leaves, he will be cold. Even if he is respected when he is alive, as long as he dies, nothing will be gone.

"What are you afraid of? A big man, let alone, will you change someone at three o'clock?"

Huang Miaomiao glared at his younger brother and said coldly.

Her other two sisters naturally didn't dare to say anything. After all, the identity of this elder sister was there, so she had the confidence to go out to work for several years. This year, she returned to Yonghe City with her man to open a small supermarket. In her eyes, the people in this village are all local buns, and her seniority is also great, so it is natural that he can decide.

[Okay, I was also scared by the word count in this chapter.]
Chapter completed!