Burying money in the broken temple? This windfall made Wan Sheng's heart flutter!

But which broken temple is buried? In this place south of the Yangtze River, there are not many other buildings, but there are many broken temples. In the previous dynasty, Emperor Wu of Liang built thousands of temples in the south of the Yangtze River, and there were dozens of broken temples near Jianye City alone.

But Wan Sheng can't ask directly, what should I do? In short, let's see if he will continue to talk to himself, it's important to get down to business first.

Wan Sheng got up from the ground, and continued to point to the corpse and shouted angrily and threatened: "Don't make trouble! The master wants to help you pick up the bones, don't be ignorant! Otherwise, when the time comes, I will directly bury you in the mass grave, you will be a soft bone ghost, and any ghost can come to bully you, and you will suffer when the time comes!"

The ghost really didn't eat this, and once again threw that-like grimace in front of Wan Sheng's face and shouted: "Lao Tzu was a good man when he was alive, and he was a terrible ghost when he died, who can bully Lao Tzu?"

Wan Sheng just stood up, and was disgusted by his knees again. Wan Sheng was also too annoyed, and directly grabbed his fingers and slammed them: "Master let you make trouble!"

The ghost was indeed a "Ahhh

Wan Sheng was stunned, wouldn't he? Everyone was dead, why did his ghost scream? Could it be that he was not completely dead? Impossible, this corpse was still there the day before yesterday, at least two days dead, right?

This kind of thing can only go back and ask Sister Xiao Zhuo, as for now, as long as he is afraid of pain. Wan Sheng continued to pinch, and the ghost's big stool face came to Wan Sheng and roared: "Silly bird!

Wan Sheng's heart moved, and he immediately had an idea, so Wan Sheng came to the utility room and took out a brazier, an incense burner, a few stacks of paper money and a few pillars of incense, and then burned paper and incense next to its corpse to worship, and recited words in his mouth: "This big brother, I know that you have a grudge when you die, but you are dead, can it be convenient?"

And this trick really worked, the ghost was quite intoxicated and smoked the incense and muttered to himself: "Grandma has a leg, it turns out that the incense still has this benefit......"

Now that he had stabilized him, Wan Sheng began to grab one of his fingers and slowly rotate and twist, and the ghost snorted: "Stupid pig! a little to the left, a little to the left—ahhh

There was a crunch.

Wansheng's heart jumped, this voice, this feel, it's done?

And the ghost was also quite cooperative: "That's it! Look at Lao Tzu's supernatural powers!" and then roared in front of Wan Sheng!

Wan Sheng was disgusted, and took a few steps back and pretended to be frightened at the corpse: "Big brother, take your magical powers, little brother can't afford it!"

The ghost laughed wildly: "It turns out that Lao Tzu will become so awesome after he dies! I knew that if I died, I would go to the underworld to rebel and become the king of Hades, and then let the Jade Emperor give Lao Tzu a great sage of Qi Di! No, Lao Tzu hit his Lingxiao Treasure Hall and robbed all his harem, Lao Tzu wants to sleep with a fairy every night, wahahaha~~~"

Wan Sheng was in a cold sweat when he heard this! I thought he was ambitious enough, but it was not enough to compare with this thief called Ghost Hand Seven! It was fine, as long as he cooperated.

With the success of the first bone graft, the feel of the second finger was also much smoother.

"Right, left, a little on the right—ahhh

Another crunch!

Wan Sheng felt a sense of accomplishment, and said respectfully to the corpse: "Big brother, look?"

The ghost was also quite useful: "The kid is quite acquainted—" and then shouted, "Yes!"

The sound was still loud, but as long as it didn't stretch his poop face over and it was disgusting. Wan Sheng also raised his head quite cooperatively: "Big brother, what a magical power!"

Now that both sides are cooperating, it will be easy to do, and with the success of the second quarter, of course, there will be the success of the third quarter. Wan Sheng is becoming more and more proficient, more and more hands-on, when he took back the 14 joints of his first hand, Wan Sheng already had a general understanding of the position and structure of the joints.

Then the second hand doesn't need him to chirp crookedly, and Wan Sheng can also take it back skillfully. When all the joints of the second hand were taken back, Wan Sheng already knew the structure of the joints of his fingers.

Wan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief with a sense of accomplishment, and then found that the time was already noon, and the fingers of his two hands were sore, and he couldn't stretch them straight. It turns out that the bones are so laborious, so you can imagine how much effort it takes to remove the bones, and my embroidery cultivation in the past five years is far from enough.

The ghost really doesn't stop: "Hurry up, hurry up, Lao Tzu is uncomfortable!"

I want to rest and care about you!" Wan Sheng directly burned a few more stacks of paper into the brazier, inserted two pillars of incense, and the ghost was like a smoker and relented again. Wan Sheng realized that incense was so good for ghosts?

After resting for a while, and the ten fingers were able to move again, Wan Sheng made persistent efforts to start catching his toes while the iron was hot.

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At this time, on the mass grave, a large area of scorched earth was burned out of the cemetery, which was still lush yesterday. Phosphorus fires generally do not have the ability to ignite living plants and trees, and the ability to burn such a large area can only be explained by the fact that the family members of the bitter lord came to worship and burn paper and accidentally ignited the trees. But who will come and worship at night?

For this kind of thing, Song Zhong and the old camel were just puzzled and helpless, as long as no one or wild dogs came to dig the grave and destroy it.

After checking around and finding nothing unusual, Song Zhong shook his head: "Go back." ”

The old camel smiled: "I wonder if that kid is now cowering behind the door and yelling?"

Song Zhong smiled: "There are not many people in our line of work, and I often can't find a helper, I must be able to take charge of it alone, just lock him up for a day to practice his courage, as for how many bones he can connect, I don't have any hope." ”

The old camel smiled: "Also, this corpse is not a living person, and it is strange that a novice can take it back if the dead Bangbang is hard." ”

Song Zhong glanced up at the scorching sun at noon, and suddenly changed his attention again: "It's so hot, why don't we take a cool nap and go back later?"

The old camel immediately realized: "It's okay! It's rare that we have a free day to go out for an outing, and the scenery of this mass grave is good......