I was shocked. Could something happen again?

"Uncle Fang, don't be anxious first, just talk slowly, what's wrong with Yazhu?"

Fang's father's tone was solemn, and he said for a while, "Xiao Jie, maybe I'll have to ask you to go there, only you can save us."

I was still confused, thinking that there was still some time for the holiday Qi Tianchuan gave me at this time, and I would help them solve the problem in the town, and the time should be about the same.

I decided to take care of this matter now.

"Okay, Uncle Fang, I'll come here now..."

After hanging up the phone, I was about to use it to shrink into an inch and wanted to return to the Fang family's town.

There are a lot of things that are squeezed in my heart, and I even forgot to call my parents back.

At this time, the phone rang. It was my mother's call that I suddenly remembered, "Hey? Mom."

"You little brat, why do you carry your phone with you if you don't turn on it? You..." On the other end of the phone, my mother muttered several words, and it took a long time to get to the topic.

"You know everything about Yazhu, right? If you can help, try your best to help..."

My mother's words were a little rushed.

I was originally planning to help, but at my mother's strong request, I had to respect myself rather than obey.

"Okay, then I'll go to Fang Yazhu's house now."

My mother talked a few more words, mixed with my father's helpless words. After I hung up the phone, I went to have some breakfast. After returning to the town so quickly, my father would definitely doubt something.

I slowly shook to a place where there was no one. After staying for a long time, I began to use it to shrink into an inch.

Unexpectedly, the weather on Fang Yazhu is very similar to Beijing, shrouded in haze, which makes people feel very depressed...

I lowered my head and put my hand in my pocket, and I felt a little cold. I looked at the fog, rubbing the shadows, making people feel a little horrible.

Based on his feelings, he walked downstairs of Fang Yazhu's house.

Fang's father was upstairs and seemed a little surprised when he saw me coming. He hurriedly went downstairs, "Oh, Xiao Jie, you arrived so soon."

I smiled, "No, I'm also doing something near the town. What's wrong with Yazhu?"

Fang's father lit another cigarette, then took me upstairs, swallowing the clouds and fog, and he said slowly, "Oh... go and take a look. Yazhu said, only you can solve this problem."

I didn't say anything anymore, but followed up the stairs and walked to Yazhu's room.

As soon as I entered, Yazhu's room was dim and there were no lights.

"Uncle Fang, why don't you turn on the light?" I was a little surprised, and as I spoke, I felt a faint smell of blood.

Fang's father's tone was a little choked, and then he said, "She...she can't stand it now."

This sentence surprised me a little. I was fine when I left yesterday, why did it become like this one night?

In the darkness, I seemed to see Fang Yazhu staring at me straight, and some strange sounds were made from her mouth from time to time. I said, "Yazhu, what's wrong with you? Can you come here?"

“Um…”

"Yazhu, Jie Fei is here, he can cure you!"

Fang's father said gently.

Suddenly Fang Yazhu became a little nervous in the dark, as if there was a sound of iron chains. Her voice became very rapid and she was crying.

"Well, ah, shake it apart, don't come over!"

Fang Yazhu's mouth was a little confused.

I left Fang Yazhu's room, and only then did I feel that the whole house of their house became a little gloomy...

"Uncle Fang, what happened yesterday?"

I asked.

At this time, the frown between Fang's father's eyebrows became deeper and he sat on the sofa, with his hands hanging on his knees.

I seemed to see a middle-aged man with a sense of powerlessness and frustration about reality.

What exactly happened to make the head of the family become like this?

"After you left yesterday, the people in the town surrounded the woman and placed it on the street to prepare for rituals to be salvation, but the resentful souls who died outside need to recognize their ancestors, but her mother was not willing..."

"I didn't let Yazhu go out, but she suddenly appeared next to the coffin, and for a moment she seemed like a ghost on her body..."

After hearing this, I could probably understand what had happened, maybe it was because of the dead soul.

"After Yazhu came back, her eyes were dull and she actually took raw meat from the refrigerator to chew. Her mother and I couldn't stop her. Last night, she lived like a century. After gnawing raw meat, she still traumatized herself. She had no choice but to lock her up with iron chains..."

Fang's father said here, his eyes were red. Fang's mother walked out, held me excitedly with both hands, and begged, "Xiao Jie, aunt, please help us! Yazhu said that only you can save her!"

"Auntie, don't say that quickly. I will definitely help if I can."

The air seemed to be solemn in an instant, and I suddenly remembered the **** coffin I saw at the scene of the corpse that day.

Then I asked, "Uncle Fang, has there been something big happening in your town before?"

I looked at the expressions of the two of them and both of them became silent.

This matter is most likely related to something they don’t want to say.

"Uncle Fang, I'm going to tell you that Yazhu's incident may have a lot to do with what you don't want to say. If you don't know the whole story, something might happen..."

I try not to say things so extreme.

The two of them looked at each other and were silent for only a few seconds. After that, Fang's mother spoke first, "We are just a child like Yazhu. No matter what the secret, Xiao Jie knows it, it should be fine..."

Father Fang hesitated for a moment and frowned tightly, as if he had made a great decision, but this could arouse my curiosity even more.

Fang's father lit a cigarette again, and then said, "You go back and rest, I'll tell Xiaojie..."

When Fang's mother heard this, she stood up and returned to the bedroom.

"Xiao Jie, you have to promise me that this is a tacit secret in our town. At that time, everyone had already swore that they would never reveal this matter, so don't tell it out."

I nodded confidently and smiled, "Uncle Fang, don't worry!"

Then Fang's father said, "Eight years ago, there was a woman here who was cruelly killed by her husband and mistress. After that, his confidant found her body and buried her with great fanfare. However, the murderer had fled the town through relationships, and even the police didn't care about this. Everyone knows about this, but under authority, how many people dare to tell the truth? The woman was in the name of a slut. She had a younger brother who was so angry that he chopped a kitchen knife on the coffin to chase the murderer..."

I can hear it very loudly. Isn’t this the “splitting coffin and chasing the evil” of Maoshan Taoism? I have heard Qi Tianchuan mention it before.
Chapter completed!