"Qiu Daochang......"

The old man poured himself a cup of tea, and white gas rose from the teacup, and he looked at the Taoist surnamed Qiu, who had a ruddy face and a Taoist priest's hair bun, and suddenly slammed his hand on the table, and the tea spilled......

He slowed down and said sharply: "Daoist Qiu, if it weren't for covering up that incident, you know that my daughter could have been immortal...... He and the wild man could have married, raised their children, and lived this life well...... But at the beginning, if it wasn't for your son who took a fancy to my daughter, and you promised me that condition, how could I agree to be in-laws with you! Now it's good, your son hasn't woken up yet, my daughter is dead again, and the matter has come to this point, you must give me an explanation!"

Daoist Qiu shook his head and didn't speak, just turned sideways and looked at a curtain behind him, his face heavy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man said again: "Daochang Qiu, not only my daughter, but also the child born to my daughter, who was only two and a half years old when he was brought to you, although he is a wild seed, but he is also my grandson, do you think I am willing to do it?"

The old man's hands trembled, and he wanted to take a sip of tea, but he spilled the tea and put it down again: "Why do I have to come here, what if I don't have an heir, but my daughter is dead again......

He glanced at Daoist Qiu with cold eyes, his face was angry, and his tone became calm: "My Zhai family has sacrificed so much, when will the condition you promised me be fulfilled! If you can't do it, spit out the Zhai family's money to me! Otherwise, I will definitely not be able to do it, the deacon of Huyangguan! Also, don't forget, that wild man was killed by you, and I have evidence in my hand!"

"Brother Zhai......" Daoist Qiu smiled without smiling, "Although your Zhai family donated a lot of money to Huyangguan, all the money didn't fall into my pocket...... As for the man who killed, but you asked for it in every possible way, you are the mastermind, and I didn't do it myself, what does this have to do with me, you say you ...... What's the anger on me?"

"You ......" the old man glared at Daoist Qiu, and grabbed the black robe he was wearing with both hands, "...... You're an accomplice too!"

Daoist Qiu stepped forward and poured some water on the old man: "At best, I just helped you collect the corpse, as for why you imprisoned your daughter and why you forced your daughter to death, but it has nothing to do with me, don't you wronged a good person! Also, my son can't wake up, what's the matter with you now, can you still have a daughter who can be favored by my son......? Today is a bit excessive. ”

"Qiu Dao Chang......" The old man lowered his eyes, stared at the mottled floor on the ground, and was silent for a long time, then his lips moved, and his tone was slightly gentle, "Things have reached this point, and they can't be reversed, it's just the condition you promised...... You said that you can use the Taoist secret method to support the resentful spirits, let me dry wood in spring, and then get rain and dew, get an heir, and continue the Zhai family's incense, you also know that my ancestors are Jinshi and first, a famous family, there are family rules, and no heirs can enter the ancestral grave, and I am ashamed of my ancestors, and I only gave birth to a daughter...... Besides, that ability has long been gone...... At this age, is it possible to raise another son......"

"Heh!" Daoist Qiu smiled when he heard this, there was some sarcasm in his laughter, and his eyes swept over the old man's face, "You were right to say that a long time ago, why bother to make such a big fire, didn't you say that the people of Fengyi's funeral failed to catch ghosts, and the resentful spirit should have been formed...... Tonight, I will go to the mausoleum to see, if the resentful spirit is formed, with the mysterious secret method of the Tiger Yang View, it is not a simple matter for you to have a son, your ancestors are on the Jinshi and the first, the feng shui is good, maybe the son you gave birth to or Wenqu Xing descended to earth......"

After chatting for a while, the old man's eyebrows gradually relaxed, and then quietly left Huyang Temple.

After the old man left, Daoist Qiu laughed and said: "Jinshi and the first, a famous family, no heirs can enter the ancestral grave...... That's bullshit!"

Then he turned and opened the curtain behind him, revealing a bed on which lay a pale young man, whose breath was faint, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep......

Daoist Qiu stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's face, and whispered, "My son...... Your opportunity has come, the resentful spirit raised by your father in the Zhai family should be formed, and it should be able to help you get rid of the evil qi on your body...... In that bloody battle between the tiger and the phoenix, you said that you participated in it, and you fell into the other party's evil spirit, and ended up so miserably...... Otherwise, I'm afraid I've already married the daughter of the Zhai family at this time!"

He said softly: "But you are asleep, and the daughter of the Zhai family is dead, not to mention that her mind is not on you, if she dies, she will die...... Moreover, her father had long found out that she was thoughtful and had a ghost fetus in her belly, and it was only fitting to use her body and the feng shui luck of the Zhai family's mausoleum to support the resentful spirits...... And the daughter of the Zhai family is indeed very pitiful, and the ghost is held hostage by resentful spirits, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the fate of the soul...... What you can do for your father is also to save you, don't blame me when you wake up!"

At night, Huyang City, Hutouling Villa District.

The octopus blinked his beautiful eyes and saw that Meng Fan was busy in front of the mourning hall, only to see him placing a circle of candles on the ground, and making a simple screen with the white cloth covering the female corpse, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Brother Niuba, what are you going to do here?"

"I used to learn the art of spiritualism from Granny Zhang. Meng Fan stood up, took two steps back, saw that the soul conjuring formation had been completed, and exhaled, "...... I'll see if I can summon the soul of the female corpse, there are some things that need to be asked to her, the haunting thing is not simple. ”

"Hmm. Octopus nodded, her heart began to look forward to something, since she came to this villa, she felt that her brain was about to turn into paste, she thought that things were simple, but she didn't expect it to be more and more shocking, it was simply full of suspicions, which made people dizzy!

If there is no one behind the scenes, she won't believe it, this ghost catching task is indeed a headache. If you don't understand the reason for this, I'm afraid even they will get into trouble.

Moreover, she also sympathized with the female corpse, her lover was killed, the child was taken away, and she was left alone, living alone in an empty villa, missing her lover and child, sitting on the windowsill every day, washing her face with tears...... In the end, he committed suicide in agony...... It's so pitiful!

"It's time to go. ”

Because the female corpse was next to it, there was no longer a need for other soul-attracting props, standing in front of the soul-attracting formation, Meng Fan began to pinch the technique, under the fluctuation of the true qi between his fingers, a wisp of the unique aura of the female corpse slowly condensed, enhanced by the formation, and began to spread rapidly into the night, drifting farther and farther, covering the entire villa area, covering Hutouling, and diffusing in the darkness where the souls were located......

With the continuous urging of the spell, a gust of yin wind suddenly blew from the outside, through the damaged glass door, and rushed to the mourning hall, blowing the entire mourning hall with a loud noise, the white screen was also trembling, and the atmosphere suddenly became gloomy......

The octopus stared intently at the screen made of corpse cloth, with a solemn expression, hoping that the shadow with the ponytail would appear on it, and thus inform them of all the ...... The truth!

At this moment, a soul with blood and tears in his eyes was curled up in the corner of a gloomy mausoleum, as if he felt the call, suddenly raised his head and looked over...... (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )