In Zhang's courtyard, Huang Nianzhu was tinkering with herbs, and she was a little worried about Zhang Yan, who had been away for so many days, and she didn't know if she was full and clothed, and she couldn't help but sigh when she thought of this.

Mo Qing sent Zhang Xue back to the Zhang family's house and said to her, "You can't go out tonight." With that, he turned and left.

Zhang Xue asked, "Why?!" However, Mo Qing had long since disappeared, pouting and walking in dissatisfied.

Huang Nianzhu raised her head, and saw Zhang Xue walk in, stood up, and said, "Xue'er, what happened, why did you look unhappy?"

Zhang Xue trotted a few steps, came to Huang Nianzhu's side, and said, "Brother Moqing won't let me go out to play at night." ”

Huang Nianzhu said: "Mo Qing is worried about you, there have been many strange things recently, so don't go out at night." "Since Mo Qing has said so, it is very dangerous that night, you have to watch some Xue'er. He said, "Are you hungry, are you hungry? It's noon, is it okay for my mother to make fish for Xue'er to eat?"

Zhang Xue nodded and said, "Okay, mother, Xue'er wants to eat steamed fish." ”

In the third house at the end of the town, Zhang Xijing was ready, sat in front of the mourning hall, glanced at the sun outside the door, and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, there was still a period of time before the night.

Mo Qing left Zhang's house and walked towards the entrance of the town, the further he went, the more people there were, most of the people in the town gathered here, women and children stayed at the entrance of the town to do logistics, and the mountain collapsed in front of him, just blocking the only way out, it was originally dug through according to the original road, but an ominous tomb was dug out.

Coming to this tomb again, Mo Qing frowned slightly, the turtle stele is gone, this place is empty, who has been here?

At the foot of the mountain on the other side, Li Liang and the others opened up the road together, shoveling the rocks with a shovel, and changing the shovel if the shovel did not move.

Everyone carefully knocked on the stones, and they were all afraid that another inexplicable hole would be dug and something would happen. It wasn't until the sun went down that everyone threw down the tools in their hands, left the construction site together, and went home for dinner.

Li Liang sat on the stone, did not rush back, took a cigarette from Zhang Youtou, and just sandwiched it between his fingers.

Zhang Youtou looked at Li Liang and said, "I'll go back first, you should be careful!"

Li Liang nodded, showed a smile, the smile gradually faded, his fingers opened, the cigarette fell, stood up, and took out a gossip plate.

In the distance, Mo Qing looked at Li Liang's every move indifferently, was he doing it? What was he looking for?

Li Liang inadvertently turned his head and saw a faint black shadow in the distance, frowning slightly, is it the ghost thing in the tomb? Or is it something else? Put away the gossip plate, a palm-sized copper coin sword fell into the palm of his hand, and slowly approached the past.

It was getting closer and closer, only to see a vague black shadow, and Li Liang was ready.

Mo Qing gradually showed his figure, looked at Li Liang indifferently, and mocked: "Just with the garbage in your hands, you also want to attack me, and you are a fool and a dreamer, and you can't do anything about yourself." ”

Li Liang saw it clearly, it was actually Zhang Xue's ghost husband, this powerful ghost king was not easy to deal with, spread his hands, and said: "Poor eyesight, I can't see clearly, it turned out to be you, brother-in-law, and I thought it was a wild ghost somewhere." ”

Mo Qing glanced at Li Liang coldly, as if he had seen through him, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned around and left, night had fallen, it was time to go on errands.

Standing next to Zhang San's coffin, Zhang Xijing glanced coldly at the twisted flower who was crying to death, wondering in his heart whether it would scare Zhang San's soul away? This crying ghost was like a wolf.

As for Mo Qing, of course, he is still in the ancestral hall, but he is invisible.

Standing next to Zhang Xijing, looking at Zhang San in the coffin, this person's heart was pulled out alive and eaten alive by the ghost, it seems that this is not an ordinary ghost.

Zhang Xijing began to work, using a bamboo pole (one) and a piece of sticker money every foot, standing on the doorstep steps or inserting it under the eaves of the house where the deceased had fallen into the air, so that the yin spirits would enter the house when they saw this. A hard-boiled egg was placed in a pot in the corner of the house to bribe the god of evil (commonly known as the god of chicken feet) to keep the ghost of the deceased in the house for a little longer.

Twist howled and cried, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, which was dripping, showing that there were so many tears.

Zhang Xijing walked in after finishing it, saw that Mahua was still crying, and comforted: "Hey Mahua, it's getting late, you go back early to rest, don't stay outside for too long, you..."

Twist cried out: ", you useless thing, just leave!Leave us two behind!" This cry overshadowed Zhang Xijing's voice.

Zhang Xijing came to Mahua's side, Nunu's mouth, and said: "The festival mourns and changes, this person can't be resurrected after death...", coldly glanced at Mahua, who was still crying, coughed lightly, and yelled at her: "Stop me!"

With a shock to his ears, Mahua stopped, raised his head, choked up, looked at Zhang Xijing in a daze, and said, "What's the matter?! Why are you yelling so loudly? It's not that you can't hear it." ”

Zhang Xijing rolled his eyes sideways, turned his head back to look at Mahua, and said lukewarmly: "Mahua, you can go back, don't stay outside for too long." ”

Twist hurriedly said: "Can you go? Okay! I'll go!" Quickly packed up his things and stood up, and when he walked, he glanced back at the spirit card and said, "Dead ghost, I'm going back, don't think about me!"

Zhang Xijing's fingers plucked his ears, and the roots of his ears were quiet, which was comfortable. Looking around, I don't know where Mo Qing has gone, it is estimated that except for the old ancestor, no one can stop him. He stood up again and walked out of the ancestral hall, looked at the night sky, the dark clouds covered the moon, and calculated the time, it was almost time.

Twist walked on the street, feeling that the wind blowing was gloomy, so she quickened her pace and hurried back. And Mo Qing followed her unhurriedly, looking at her from a distance, wanting to see if there would be any ghost things coming out to take the bait.

The sound of a dog barking in the distance, the big red lantern in front of the door was lit, Zhang Xue sat on the threshold, looking at the deserted street, her brows were furrowed, her eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a line, and she looked around with resentful eyes, why didn't Mo Qing come back? Where did the people go? Nunuzui, stood up and wanted to go out to find him home, but he was not allowed to go out by himself, so he could only sit down again angrily and continue to wait for him to go home.

In front of the east courtyard of the Zhang family, the green ghost appeared and stood there blankly, occasionally glancing at the night sky.

Suddenly, a baby cry started, Zhang Xue heard the voice, looked around, saw no figure, sat down again, turned his head to look, through the light of the lantern, vaguely saw a figure coming over, quickly got up, ran over happily, shouted: "Are you back?"