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127 Festival, the red spirit banner

In this way, it will be easier to deal with!

Liu Shoucai murmured to Duanmu Yunduan, let Duanmu Yunduan go out, and waved to find two young people who just wanted to learn "ghost scream" with him: "Do you guys, I want to ask if there are any dead people near here, the kind that is within a year! How old is, gender, interpersonal relationships, and how familiar is with the elderly here?"

Liu Shoucai asked a series of questions, and the two young men thought about it for a while and said, "Three or four died in the past year, and the older one is over 70 years old, right? The remaining two are children from the third uncle's family at the entrance of the village. They drowned after swimming and drowning, and the other is dead outside, saying that they fell from the building floor on the construction site and died, and they were not even sent back ashes. The last one is Qian Xiang."

Another person was quick-talking and added: "Qian Xiangren looks a bit ugly like her father, but her good figure makes people feel bloody."

"What about the relationship between these four, except those who died outside, the remaining three are with the elderly here?"

"The master is talking about their relationship with the ancestors? Everyone in this village respects the ancestors very much. It's so good!" The young man was a little unacceptable. His answers to this question were a bit vague and he did not give a correct answer.

One of them ran to the near the coffin at this time, looked at the coffin and found that there was nothing inside, but some blood was poured out from the ground, and a pair of blood-stained scissors lay flat under the coffin rack.

What surprised this person was that it was originally a brand new pair of scissors, but now it was rusty, and the plastic on the handle disappeared cleanly. There were many semicircular or irregular gaps on the scissor blades, as if hundreds of years had passed and corroded.

"Okay, thank you." Liu Shoucai nodded and did not continue to ask.

The two young boys walked away tactfully, leaving Liu Shoucai squatting alone in the yard. He glanced back and saw him drawing something on the ground with his fingers.

After a while, Duanmu Yunduan came back and brought a message.

The drowning boy who swims and drowns have the best relationship with Qian Xiang and the elderly.

Liu Shoucai said: "What is the connection between the two?"

"It doesn't matter much. By the way, some people say that the child was drowned by swimming, but fell into the well at the entrance of the village." Duanmu Yunduan said.

Liu Shoucai's brows pounded and said strangely: "Isn't someone's well at the entrance of the village just now without water?"

Duanmu Yunduan said: "In fact, there are two wells at the entrance of the village. One of them was placed on a stone slab by the locals because there was no water. When we came in, we saw a small flower bed. Under it was a dry well."

Liu Shoucai said: "I'm back again! I've found out how long has the drowning child been dead?"

"What happened a month ago." The girl in Duanmu Yunduan was very delicate, and she found out all these details.

"Let's go and have a look!" Liu Shoucai pulled out three incense sticks and carried them in his hand.

Under the guidance of the villagers, Liu Shoucai found the dry well at the entrance of the village, asked someone to help, and carried away the cement boards on it. The mouth of the well was exposed, and a smell of mold blew out from the well, causing people to retreat ten meters.

"So smelly! So smelly!!" someone shouted while pinching his nose.

Liu Shoucai also covered his mouth and nose, looked into the well mouth, and his left hand was not idle either. He compared the direction of the village entrance and found that the two wells were in the "Zhen" and "Li" positions in the village, respectively, belonging to wood and fire. The fire well corresponds to "Li" and naturally cannot come out of water. The water that came out at the beginning could not be drunk, and the well on the wooden position must be sweet.

But since the fire level is deep, how can there be a stench coming?

It was not too late at this time. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun could not see the bottom of the well with such light.

Liu Shoucai ordered people to find a flashlight, and the light shot into the bottom of the well like a pillar, but the scene he saw made his scalp numb!

A corpse lying at the bottom of the well, and a little far away, you can see maggots crawling across the head and ears of the corpse.

What's going on? Duanmu Yunduan grabbed Liu Shoucai's arm and exclaimed in a low voice.

Liu Shoucai also frowned. The stone slab had clearly not been moved, so how could there be a rotten corpse?

"Are you brave enough? See who this is?" Liu Shoucai asked back because he was too far away and the corpse lying on his side could not see his face.

A brave villager came over and shone down with the light of the flashlight, and exclaimed, "Isn't this my ancestor?"

"What kind of ancestor?"

"Are you so good at becoming a savage?"

Someone whispered: "Don't you, my grandfather, found out that his son played mahjong, killed his son with his own hands and died again?"

Some people who thought they understood Huang Lao's Feng Shui skills said: "I'm afraid the village attracted some unclean things, which occupied the body of my ancestors. My ancestors had spirits in the Huangquan, so they sacrificed their lives to be buried in the well without giving them the opportunity to get dirty things?"

The villagers were talking a lot, but Liu Shoucai touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Let’s not talk about the well, just how the corpse came in? Liu Shoucai doesn’t believe that there is any ghost who has this ability! It is impossible for a master of evil spirits to move such a large cement board.

However, the appearance of evil ghosts is almost pitiful in such a mountain village, and it is almost impossible to appear! Unless there is a peerless yin energy treasure land in the local area that can promote the evolution of evil spirits. However, Liu Shoucai surrounded the village, and there was no such place. Although the yin energy in broad daylight is not obvious, after all, Liu Shoucai is still slightly fengshui, and the village is in a peaceful and peaceful pattern, which is the most common three rows of very long tiled houses connected, just like the character "Qian" in the Eight Trigrams diagram. Such a pattern cannot be strange.

Liu Shoucai frowned. Could it be that he was so unlucky? He really encountered an evil spirit in power, and he was a ghost?

If this is the case, I'm afraid I'll have to find a reinforcement immediately. The old dragon turtle from the "Shan Shen Cave" must not be let go, and Xiaobai will also bring it.

The three teams may be able to fight one fight. As long as the other party does not run away and the ground binding effect continues on it, there is a way to force it to appear, but the probability is not high!

For a moment, Liu Shoucai was a little dazed. This time he was robbing the corpse. Will he rob the living person directly next time? Whether it is a resentful spirit or an evil spirit, whether it is a fierce ghost or an evil spirit, he may be in big trouble.

"Uncle, how about it?" Duanmu Yunduan asked after interrupting Liu Shoucai's thoughts.

Liu Shoucai shook his head and said, "Find someone who is brave enough to pull the body up, and then wash it with the ashes at the bottom of the pot and the boy's urine. If you don't have to worry about bad luck, you know this, you can arrange it. I'm going to walk around the village."

"Okay!" Duanmu Yunduan did not refuse and turned around to discuss with the villagers.

Liu Shoucai called Duanmu: "Removal of the spirit shed, the old man is buried quickly. Don't put it on anymore. It's certain that the old man's soul has been taken away. If he doesn't make a fuss, he may have been swallowed up."

When it reaches the level of a fierce soul and a fierce ghost, it can rely on devouring the dead soul to strengthen itself. Every time it devours, it will increase their power. At this time, Liu Shoucai was not optimistic that the old man's dead soul could still exist.

However, Liu Shoucai didn't understand why such a fierce thing appeared in a small village?

...

At this moment, Liu Shoucai suddenly saw a stream of people appearing on the far corner of the road at the entrance of the village. There were about a dozen people, and then he looked closely!

"Damn!" Liu Shoucai cursed suddenly: "Who is so stupid to this special lady? He actually made the soul-suming banner with red paper?"

Liu Shoucai jumped to a high place and saw that the team did not enter the village, but walked along a fork path not far away.

I wanted to catch up, but stopped, and turned around and shouted, "Who knows what's going on?"

Someone answered: "I heard that the old Qian family set up a ghost marriage team for his daughter!"

Liu Shoucai was so angry that Qian Xiang's father really dared to do anything! He used red paper to truncate the soul-summoning banner in broad daylight, which is to go against the will of heaven! It is definitely to create a rhythm of a fierce soul-killing ghost!
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