"Xiuying! Master, that's Xiuying!" One of the villagers called the loudest, with tears flashing in his eyes. This must be Xiuying's relative.

Liu Shoucai looked with the flow and saw Xiuying's soul appearing on the smoke screen. Liu Shoucai quickly bent down and picked up the prepared clay pot, then pulled out a marker from his small bag, biting off the pen cap with his mouth, revealing the red pen tip. He bit the marker in his mouth, loading the clay pot with his left arm and exploring his right hand!

Capture the soul of the "Xiuying".

"Come!"

With Liu Shoucai's grasp, Xiuying's "human soul" lightly followed Liu Shoucai's hand from the smoke screen, carrying a wisp of soul-sucking smoke, which looked like it was turned into a soul-sucking smoke, and gradually became a complete "xiuying" under Liu Shoucai's pull.

"Get in!" Liu Shoucai threw it away, and Xiuying's soul was thrown into a ceramic jar.

Liu Shoucai grabbed the marker in his mouth with his right hand, and wrote the word "Zha" on the ceramic jar, and pressed the mouth on the ground with his backhand. He also wrote the word "Xiuying" on the bottom of the ceramic jar.

Looking at the words "Xiuying", Liu Shoucai exhaled a breath of turbid air, at least more than half of the hope. After a pause, Liu Shoucai felt a little distressed. He churned the small bag he carried with him and found an ordinary marker inside. He planned to write a name later and use this one.

After doing this, I walked to the child beside me, took out the soul-sucking fragrance from the child's palm from the child's palm and inserted it on the ground. After doing so several times, the children returned to the crowd with their parents, waved to a younger child, pulled out a hundred yuan from their pockets, and said to the child: "Go and buy some candy for uncle, buy more, and give it to the younger brothers and sisters just now? The remaining money is used as your hard work."

The child shook his head and said, "I don't want the money left after buying candy."

Liu Shoucai laughed, but did not reject the child's proposal, nodded and praised: "Good kid, take those younger brothers and sisters to buy candy."

"oh!"

Seeing that the children were dispersed, the villagers around were crowded, but fortunately they all stopped two meters in front of Liu Shoucai. Maybe they were afraid of the effect of the soul-sucking fragrance behind him, but the voice of concern came from all directions. It was nothing more than Xiuying being put into a jar. What should I do if the remaining ‘people’ do?

Liu Shoucai raised his hands and pressed them down a few times, shouting: "My fellow villagers are all quiet! I will tell you after the matter here, I hope everyone will cooperate with my work now and don't squeeze here again. If the popularity is too high, these souls will be scattered. Don't you want them to die again, right? Please retreat. Someone has helped to collect the container for storing souls, and there will be a result soon."

After hearing this, the villagers were very obedient and retreated far away.

Liu Shoucai had to speak, "Please, who knows the most 'faces' in the soul-singing incense behind me? Help me a favor later. When I collect it, please help me tell me the name of 'TA'. It is best to find whose family it is."

No one in the village dares to speak. Although they are not afraid of being alive, the dead ones are...

Because the villagers who have become accustomed to the arrangement of things in the village are no longer organized because they have no organization for a while. There is no such thing as a leader.

Liu Shoucai had to continue to come up with ideas and said, "Please, please see if you choose a respected person with a relatively high reputation in the village and is it okay to talk to me? Is there anyone like this?"

The villagers looked at each other and began to make a buzzing sound. After a while, someone was elected. He was an old man about fifty years old. He looked a little thin. He had a pair of thick glasses hanging on his nose. His clothes were clean. Although they were worn, they were definitely not dirty. It was obvious that he was a person who wanted to make himself decent.

The man stood up, walked to a place not far from Liu Shoucai, and said, "I used to be the primary school teacher in this village. Everyone said I would help... help the master."

As a teacher, he really doesn't want to admit what he saw, but in fact the scenes that appeared have opened another window for this teacher who is not firm in his beliefs.

Liu Shoucai didn't know that after he left here, there was an additional person in Wangyue Village who studied the Eucharist and Huang Lao's learning.

"Okay, since you know a lot, even if you have one, it's better to have two people familiar with each other. It's best to know the villagers who have died in the past 30 years. The teacher will help you write your names, so don't write them wrong." As he said that, Liu Shoucai handed him the black marker.

The teacher held the marker and nodded vigorously.

After arranging these things, Liu Shoucai walked out of the huge tent, looked up at the sky, and seemed to feel it. He looked back at the top of the tent, saw Xiaobai standing on it at some point, and saw Liu Shoucai looking at it, and nodding to Liu Shoucai in a very humane manner.

Liu Shoucai smiled slightly and felt much more at ease.

There are too many souls here. Because the body is buried, the soul is imprisoned in the jujube tree. The anger, greed, cunning and other negative emotions of the entire villager as the refining fire, and the aura of sin will definitely not be very light. Although it has never hurt anyone, it has been deliberately used by people to sacrifice and refine the soul for more than thirty years. Once they are freed, they will definitely turn into a ghost.

Now Liu Shoucai does not have a lot of merit to eliminate harm for the people, so he can only choose a very stupid method. This method requires a lot of energy, but there is no way to do so. Similarly, Liu Shoucai knew that the advantage of doing this was that he would get a lot of merit. He estimated that those who lost money before could make money back and still have surplus.

Cause and effect, it is really hard to say what this thing is. I thought there was no hope at all, and it was a loss-making business, but I was confused and made money back. However, Liu Shoucai also knew in his heart that such impermanence might happen once in his life.

Instead of dispersing the villagers watching the fun around them, Liu Shoucai began to collect the living souls in the soul-sucking fragrance curtain. These are not considered dead, but definitely not living souls. They can only understand in a short time that they are dead and can agree happily and not cause trouble.

Otherwise, Liu Shoucai would not have the intention to save himself now and could only destroy him. Liu Shoucai usually would not use such extreme methods, but he also had to distinguish when.

Badou came back. According to Liu Shoucai's whispering instructions before, in addition to finding enough ceramic jars, he also pulled a group of young people to a house on the southeast side of the village. Without asking the owner whether he agreed, he took off many red bricks on the walls of the house.

These bricks filled with yang energy were smashed by Badou and the young man in a stone mortar. They caught the six boys who had just taken the soul-inspiring fragrance and forced each of them to pee, and then the brick powder and red mud were covered. Badou found a stack of yellow paper in the car, all of which were ordinary street goods. However, before using it, some cinnabar water was sprayed on it, just to think it was used to make up the numbers occasionally.

This time I can use it. After taking these things back, Badou was not idle.

After Liu Shoucai put a soul into the ceramic jar, the teacher wrote the name of the soul, and I used yellow paper to buckle the mouth of the pot, and sealed the hole of the ceramic jar with the red brick mud made of boy urine.

This busy work is busy until the evening, and at noon, the enthusiastic villagers bring delicious farm meals.

The villagers were not idle during this period. According to Liu Shoucai's instructions, the villagers began to recall the birth dates of those companions who died early, younger generations and elders, which were recorded in Ba Dou and recorded on a piece of paper.

When the last soul was caught in the jar, the originally vibrant old jujube tree suddenly shook violently, making a crackling sound, crackling.

Liu Shoucai saw a chance, lifted the axe in his hand and fell down, and the heads of the three big roosters flew out in a "swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swinging" way out. I don't know if it was intentional, but the finished chicken heads that had flew out were nailed to the trunk of the old jujube tree.

"go!"

Liu Shoucai grabbed the three headless supplies and pointed it with his hand, saying that the chicken blood actually flew to the old jujube tree obediently.

call!
Chapter completed!