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Zhang Chungeng, the son of Carpenter Zhang, looked at the shadow in a daze, and his heart became trance-like.

Such a familiar shadow, what a familiar silhouette, grew up with him, and slowly grew old for him...... As soon as he saw the shadow, he let out a cry, fell to his knees, and moved two more steps to the screen, wanting to get closer to the shadow and see it more clearly, for fear that the shadow would disappear......

The shadow of the soul on the screen, which was originally still, heard his cry, and began to shake violently, and pounded the screen violently with his hand, as if to smash the screen and drill out from the dark side.

The screen is made of wax paper, which can be destroyed by ordinary people with one finger, but the black shadow is just a soul shadow, how can there be any power, the wind blows, and the screen only makes a slight sound of rustling, which is intact.

Seeing that the shadow was hideous and restless, Zhang Chungeng, a son, was frightened, and kept saying comforting words, wanting to calm the soul shadow, if he could have a good word with him, it would be better.

When his father was dying, he was already delirious and unable to communicate with people, so he stayed in front of the bed and didn't even say a word to his father, making his heart as a son like a knife.

"Daddy...... You be still...... Talk to your son again, even if it's ...... It's okay to scold me a few more words......"

Meng Fan clasped his hands in front of his chest, stared at the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, the state of this soul shadow must be wrong, why is it so poignant, this is like a ghost that has been recruited, but it seems to be a ghost that has been recruited, and he saw the eight candles on the ground, four of which were faint and about to go out, and said: "There is a problem in the four directions of Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, I am afraid that this soul shadow will not last long." ”

Mrs. Zhang nodded approvingly: "Kun, Xun, Li, and Redemption are the four yin hexagrams, once extinguished, the soul will dissipate, this carpenter's soul is entangled with resentment, which has an impact on the formation, Meng Fan, you have to think of a way to find out why Carpenter Zhang is so resentful, and help him resolve it, otherwise this law will end in vain." ”

She paused and said: "Moreover, this grudge does not come out of thin air, but is carried before death, and it has not been resolved until death, and it accumulates more and more after death, and if it continues for a long time, it will sooner or later turn into a harmful ghost, and it will definitely cause trouble, and then it will ...... Meng Fan, I'm afraid there is one of you and me...... But I'm old, and it's up to you to do it. ”

Meng Fan pursed his lips when he heard this, this old woman is really unscrupulous, she takes the money quickly, and she pushes it quickly, she is really a little exquisite, it is really time to learn from her.

When Zhang Chungeng heard this, his heart was shocked, his father was kind to people during his lifetime, and he was honest and simple in dealing with people, how could he become a powerful ghost? No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand it.

Looking at his father's self-struggling soul, his heart was dripping blood in pain, and he turned to kowtow to Meng Fan and Mrs. Zhang: "Dad is a good person, you all know, you can't die and can't live in peace, help him......"

"Get up and speak. Meng Fan saw that the flames of the four candles were getting weaker and weaker, while the other four candles representing the four yang hexagrams were burning more and more, clearly showing the appearance of yin and yang decline, and dragged Zhang Chungeng up from the ground, "Chungeng, now is not the time for you to cry, you have to think about what Uncle Zhang did before he died, what is there that makes him linger, or ...... Remember, these things are very important, very important, you can't mess up first, if you mess up, your father's soul will be even more hopeless......"

"Okay...... Okay......" Zhang Chungeng's brows twisted into pimples, racking his brains to think, suddenly his body shook, as if he remembered something, and said, "My father said before he died that he was going to the county to buy something, I asked him what to buy, but he didn't tell me, just left, looking at his appearance is still a little ...... Well...... Somewhat mysterious...... Then when he came back, it was already late night...... His mind is no longer clear, and everyone already knows what happened after that, he met the traffic light. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My dad left early in the morning, and he shouldn't have come back so late, and he didn't buy anything back, I looked for nothing, something is wrong...... That's it. ”

Meng Fan nodded, closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath, stringing the events related to Carpenter Zhang, one by one, like beads, into a line...... When I opened my eyes again, there was a glint in my eyes, as if I had realized something.

He walked out, and looked back at the screen: "I'll go find someone, mother-in-law, your old man has to take care of it, don't blow the lamp and pull out the wax." ”

"Don't underestimate the old man!" Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes, "Just you." ”

Meng Fan nodded, walked into the courtyard, jumped deeply, and disappeared into the darkness...... The weeds in the courtyard are swaying slightly, and there are already some signs of yellowing, and this autumn may soon pass......

Liu Erxie licked blood from the knife for a long time, and he developed a habit before going to bed, always used to putting the machete under the pillow, so that he could sleep, but tonight he was upset, he couldn't sleep, and he always felt that something was going to happen when he touched the machete.

Just as he was tossing and turning, a shadow suddenly appeared in the room and walked towards him: "Liu Erxie......"

He pulled out the machete suddenly, rolled over from the bed, and turned on the light suddenly, causing the mother-in-law next to him to scream, but he himself was stunned, looked at the visitor and asked, "Old ...... Top dog...... What's wrong?"

The wind was whistling in his ears, and he was swept around the village by Meng Fan like a little chicken, holding a bright bag in his arms, as if his hands were a little hot, and he almost slipped down several times, muttering in his mouth: "I really picked it up......"

When Meng Fan came back with Liu Erxie, the candle had not been extinguished, but it was almost there.

Mrs. Zhang's face turned pale, it seemed that she had spent a lot of energy in order to maintain the formation, and when she saw Meng Fan coming back, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Meng Fan, although this magic array is a soul conjuring array, it can also be said to be a trapped soul array, after the soul is recruited, it will be trapped in the screen, if the soul is not sent in time, it is not impossible for Carpenter Zhang's soul to be scattered, you ...... Hurry up!"

Meng Fan threw Liu Erxie to the ground and pointed at the screen: "Erxie, to make a long story short, the attitude should be ...... Be sincere. ”

Liu Erxie glanced up at the screen, Rao is Meng Fan had told him the truth of the matter in advance, and when he saw the soul of Carpenter Zhang at this moment, he couldn't help but feel creepy, holding the bright bag, and kneeling in front of the screen.

When the soul of Carpenter Zhang saw the bag, he suddenly struggled even more, and the screen made of wax paper hunted and hunted!

Liu Erxie endured his fear, pushed the bag in front of the screen, and said tremblingly: "Uncle...... I picked it up...... It's unintentional...... I don't know it's yours, so I'll give it back to you...... Don't be angry...... Don't be angry, don't ...... Don't look for me again. ”

Thinking of that stormy and rainy night, he stood at the door of Meng Fan's house, and when he turned his head, he saw a grimace and a bloody appearance, and he couldn't help but jump up in horror again, Carpenter Zhang resented him!

His hands trembled, and he fumbled across the glittering bag, and opened—

is a piece of clothing.

A brand new suit.

It's very expensive, and it seems to be expensive.

The soul shadow looked at the clothes in a daze, slowly quieted down, looked at Zhang Chungeng, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Chungeng, put it on, Dad secretly told you a family matter...... I didn't have any decent clothes on a blind date...... How do you do it......"

Zhang Chungeng suddenly realized, tears were like beads with broken threads, big ones flowed down, and he put on the suit with tears, it was ironed, straight, and really good-looking......

"Daddy......"

Zhang Chungeng's nose was sour, and he knelt down again crying.

"What are you kneeling on, get up, get dirty...... It's not pretty......"

"Hmm...... Don't kneel, listen to Daddy. ”

The father and son chatted sentence by sentence through the screen, and Meng Fan and the others watched quietly and silently.

Carpenter Zhang, a native of Mengjiazhuang, lost the new clothes he bought for his son on a blind date, kept looking for them on the mountain road, and found them late at night, delayed the time to go home, and encountered a double soul-snatching lamp, and died!

At this time, the thing is returned to the original owner, the wish has been fulfilled, the eight candles are extinguished, and the soul of the loving father is gone......

Mrs. Zhang sent away Carpenter Zhang's soul, her mind was tired, and she walked out on crutches: "Don't look for my wife anymore for this kind of thing...... Disturbing!"

Liu Erxie also said goodbye in a trance, and walked towards home in a trance, muttering in his mouth: "It's still a good ...... to leave no stone unturned."

Meng Fan then also left, looking in the direction of his home, the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, although he didn't ask in person, he had already got the answer he wanted-

There was a trace of breath, which inadvertently emanated from Carpenter Zhang's soul, that breath did not belong to Carpenter Zhang, it clearly belonged to someone else, and the owner of that breath ...... I'm afraid it's the initiator of all this ghostly thing.

And that breath ...... He was familiar.

At this moment, there is no hurry for a showdown, because ...... He also has people who wait.

Stepping on the path of the village, he did not go home, but walked towards the brook's house, the poor girl, afraid that she was still waiting, not knowing who she wanted to wait for tonight...... Will it come...... (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )