After sleeping for two hours, Li Mubai woke up slowly. There was no one around him, and even his niece was gone. The noise outside the house had disappeared. It seemed that the stage had been demolished and the audience outside had ended.

He struggled to sit up, his chest a little stuffy, the door of the room was not closed, and a cold air blew from outside.

After walking out of this room, I arrived at the mourning hall. The dark coffin looked particularly dazzling under the fluorescent lights. Most of the candles on the altar had burned. There was a sleeping lamp below one end of the coffin. The lights swayed, as if they would go out at any time.

An old man was dozing off in the mourning hall. All the Taoists who were chanting scriptures left. The cigarette butts and betel nut residue were all over the ground. The old man was invited to watch the incense and burn paper money. There were also some slowly burning money paper in the gray-brown brazier in front of the old man. However, when the wind blew, large pieces of paper ash overflowed, rotating in the air, floating around. However, the quality of these money papers was very good and burned thoroughly. When the wind blew, they could be shattered.

Li Mubai coughed a little, and the night watchman woke up. This was an old man, and he was wrapped in a big worn cotton jacket. Although the weather has been warmer now, it will still cool down a lot in the middle of the night. He got up and smiled awkwardly at Li Mubai, and then quickly added money paper to prepare to replace sandalwood and candles that were about to burn out.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was almost twelve o'clock, but the signal on the cell phone was cut off, which made him a little depressed.

Li Mubai walked out of the mourning hall. There was a built-in spirit shed outside. There was no one inside the spirit shed, and even the lights were turned off. The outside was pitch black. However, in the distance, there seemed to be a dark figure staring at this side without moving. A red light suddenly lit up, very dazzling in the darkness, but it dimmed in an instant, emitting a faint red light.

He held his breath and walked over. His other hand had quietly reached into his talisman bag. However, when he approached the black shadow, his originally tense heart relaxed. This person was Su Ming, and the red dot was actually a burning cigarette butt.

It seemed that he was too fussy. He was shocked and sweated coldly just now, and glared at Su Ming fiercely.

However, when did Su Ming start smoking? Why is it so late and he is still here alone? Did he really not arrange Su Zhengwen’s funeral?

"Su Ming, why haven't you gone to sleep yet? How is your father's affairs done?"

Li Mubai asked with his hands holding his shoulders.

"Because some people hate some things always come here, I didn't sleep. Of course I burned and scattered ashes, otherwise what else would happen?"

Su Ming took a deep breath of cigarettes, spit out white blurred smoke, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said lightly.

"You have been driving these ghosts away? No wonder I slept so heavily and didn't feel any discomfort around me. By the way, you saw that Uncle Seven did not."

Li Mubai asked, remembering the previous successor of the ghost story.

"I haven't seen you, go with you. I saw that there are lights on the house at the end of the village, and it's probably him."

Su Ming bounced the ash in his hand and took a sip again very skillfully.

Li Mubai glanced at the cigarette in his hand, said nothing, and walked towards the end of the village. Su Ming threw the cigarette butt and followed closely.

Although Su Ming has become demonized, except that he is unable to see through his strength and has become weird in character, they get along with each other as before.

Halfway through the journey, he saw the hut in the distance open, and an old man with a hunchback appeared outside the door, but strangely, there was a faint dark shadow that suddenly appeared in front of the old man. The dark shadow was very yin, as if he was talking to the old man. After a moment, the dark shadow merged into the night and disappeared completely.

"Uncle Seven, you doubt what I said, so you are coming to the scene?"

Li Mubai walked up to the old man and asked without any hesitation.

"Yes, Jianguo died for no reason, how could I be truly at ease? But as you said, the underworld did not discover Jianguo's soul. What kind of enemies did you provoke? Jianguo's child has always been very sensible. Now that he is not only dead, but his soul has dispersed. How can you feel at ease if you call me?"

Uncle Seven stared at Li Mubai with his beard and stared at him.

"Old man, are you suspicious that we will kill him?"

Su Ming walked out in a daze, staring at Uncle Qi with extremely cold eyes, and an inexplicable evil aura surged out of his body.

"You are...you are..."

Uncle Qi's face was slightly shocked, and he looked at Su Ming, who was surrounded by demonic energy, and his steps slightly retreated.

"Su Ming, what are you doing? Uncle Seven is an elder. Uncle Seven is sorry. I did hide something from you. Actually, I already know the cause of my father's death. Even if you know it, it will only increase your sadness. So I didn't tell you whether these paper-made items are ready. Let's burn them as soon as possible."

Li Mubai glared at Su Ming and then said with apologies.

"It only increases sadness? Haha, my old seventh has no relatives in this world, I only care about the people in Lijiawan. Could it be... Could it be that the murderer is from Lijiawan? Who is it?"

Uncle Seven was very smart and immediately understood what Li Mubai said.

"It's Li Yu, the beast."

Li Mubai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then let out a deep breath, and spoke heavily.

"You...your cousin?!"

Uncle Seven stared at Li Mubai in disbelief, but continued to speak:

"Impossible, have you made a mistake? He is related to you. Jianguo is his uncle, how could he do it!"

"I think my uncle didn't tell you the truth about him leaving the Li family. He followed a demon demon and had already cut off relations with the Li family, so next time I see him, I will never show mercy."

Li Mubai sneered.

"It's a sin~"

Uncle Seven glanced at the dark sky, and said in a choked voice. After a while, he calmed down his heart and said quietly:

"Help me carry things, it's ready."

Li Mubai and Su Ming carried the huge villa out and went straight to the open place. Then they moved paper people one after another. When the things to be burned, of course it was impossible to burn them like this. Straws had to be placed below. The villa or paper-made people had to be completely burned to ashes. If the villa was not burned, then these missing parts could not be delivered to Yin and Yang, and the burned villa would be incomplete.

It took nearly half an hour for the three of them to get these things done. The dried straw was also moved from Uncle Qi's house. Then they placed the most important paper villa in the center, and then piled up the paper people and other items. Then Uncle Qi put the paper money very orderly on the straw pile.

These paper money are for buying roads, and when the nanny is delivered to the owner, many little ghosts will come to snatch them, and the money will be used for them.

After everything was ready, Li Mubai lit the straw. Because these things were all paper items, they quickly started to burn violently. A large pile of flames seemed particularly dazzling at night, and the fire made crackling sounds, which were the explosions made by the bamboo strips when they burned.

The dazzling red flames made Li Mubai retreat a little. The flames soaring into the sky seemed to be able to drive away all the cold power. The red flames shone brightly, and Li Mubai's face was flushed. In the fire, the luxurious villa gradually turned into ashes, and flames also gushed out of these paper-killed people.

Suddenly a cold wind blew over, making the sparks sway. In the darkness around, countless pairs of eyes seemed to be staring at this side, full of some greedy and exciting lights.

The fire was still burning, but it slowly faded away. The main items had been burned. Each of them held a stack of money paper in their hands and threw them into the fire.

These figures are becoming clearer and clearer, each in ragged clothes, with both men and women, and awesome.

Looking at these wandering ghosts, Li Mubai sneered and did not leave, but untied a yellow gourd tied around his waist.

Paper money suddenly flew all over the sky, and these wandering ghosts went to grab it. In addition, a villa appeared not far from him, just the size of a mini, with black air rolling around and flickering.

One of the wandering ghosts reached out and grabbed it forward, but was forced back by the black fog around the villa.

Seeing this scene, Li Mubai looked at Uncle Seven with some surprise. Uncle Seven smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, I have put some curses on these things. Except for Ge Yu who comes in person, these ghosts cannot be taken away."

Next, four paper men emerged one after another, causing more ghosts to snatch them up. However, these special items have special powers. After some smart ghosts knew about it, they focused on collecting paper money, because paper money can be easily obtained.

After a quarter of an hour, there were more and more wild ghosts around him, and the yin energy was strong. When the three of them were a little impatient, a thick fog suddenly drifted out, and a girl wearing a short black cloak walked out from inside and walked out.

"Ge Yu!"

Li Mubai waved at the girl, and she finally came.

"Why do I feel like someone has burned something for me? I was so surprised. When I came up, I found it was you, and I did not forget my instructions."

Ge Yu waved at Li Mubai with a smile.

"It's a villa and four paper men, but you seem to be in trouble. These wild ghosts are snatching them."

Li Mubai pointed to the wandering ghosts that had already formed a circle, and was born.

Ge Yu turned around and looked at the dark figures. The smile on her face disappeared. She pulled out the token of Yincha and yelled at the group of ghosts:

"You dare to provoke me such a bad thing? I'll be dead! Take you all to the underworld!"

After saying that, the Yincha token in his hand waved it in the middle, as if an infinite force hit the wild ghosts. They howled and a passage flashed out. Ge Yu snorted coldly and walked forward. In an instant, he arrived at the villa with black fog rolling, barely. With a grab with his left hand, the villa disappeared. Then he looked at the four paper men with satisfaction and grabbed the palms of his hands.
Chapter completed!