Qian Wang fled frantically in the shadows of the trees, the morning sun was already slowly rising, and his figure became a little loose in the daylight. He didn't understand why he had become so afraid of the sun, or why he had to run away, he just instinctively understood that once he was completely exposed to the sun, he would not survive.

But he doesn't still want to die, he still wants to go back to find Xiao Cui'er!

Seeing that the forest was getting brighter and brighter, he panicked, like a headless fly, scurrying in no direction, and running wherever there was a shadow.

Eventually, he escaped to a place where the sun couldn't shine.

Then he saw a terrible scene that made people go crazy.

He saw a man lying on the ground, a dead man.

The other party was wearing an extremely ordinary dark coat and looked extremely thin. A strange lantern with dark yellow hair and brittle lay casually next to his head.

The scene in front of him was too familiar, and Qian Wang, who was uneasy in his heart, immediately froze there, and looked at the dead man on the ground from head to toe in a daze, and when he saw the money bag covered by the other party on his chest, he felt that his brain was buzzing and became blank.

"Hehehe-" Qian Wang staggered closer to the corpse, and he stared at the other party's face. It was as if the man had seen something terrible before he died, so much so that after his death, his bloodshot eyes were still the boss. And his hideous face looked both strange and familiar, no matter how Qian Wang looked at it, he felt that that face was himself.

"Impossible! Impossible! Qian Wang touched his body in disbelief, and shouted even more frantically, "Okay, why am I lying there?" I'm still alive! I'm also—"

He was touching his hand and suddenly stopped, because he suddenly realized that his body was as cold as a piece of ice.

The face that flashed through the bronze mirror, and all the unusual and strange places that had awakened came to his mind.

He finally reacted, he had ...... He's dead......

"Ahh

The cold wind whistled through the forest, carrying Qian Wang's desperate cry, and blew straight towards the north wind.

The doll watched the old man trembling and tidying up the old woman's appearance, and then she looked back at Fei Shusheng and Tsing Yi, looking confused and didn't know what was going on.

Tsing Yi shook his head silently, while Fei Shusheng hesitated and said, "What should happen to the old woman?" If you want to move the corpses and transport them back to your homeland from here, you are afraid that the journey will be too far......"

Tsing Yi said in his heart that in Ji Li Kingdom, every time a clansman dies, his body must be cremated, so as not to disturb his peace with evil ghosts. But ordinary mortals are taboo to die without a complete corpse, and they don't know what to do with this old man.

"Where do we have a hometown?" The old man said in a low voice, "Since beating our hard-working daughter, we have already left our hometown to wander around in order to return her to yang. Later, with the doll, as long as the family of three is together, they can be their hometown anywhere. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and gently touched the top of the doll's head, and then before the doll could raise its head, he closed his eyes and shook his face, as if he was making up his mind.

Tsing Yi saw that her intuition was not good, and before she could speak, she saw the old man's hand slide along the back of the doll's neck, and after a dull and sticky sound, the doll suddenly tilted its head, and fell straight down like a lifeless and soulless puppet.

"Yuanyuan!" Fei Shusheng exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly rushed forward to catch the doll.

But the doll's soul was no longer in this body, and no matter how anxiously Fei Shusheng shook her body, she didn't have any reaction.

"You!" Fei Shusheng, who finally understood that it was impossible for the doll to wake up again, immediately glared at the old man angrily, "What did you do to Yuanyuan?" ”

The old man grimaced his face, and slowly handed a small piece of flesh and blood to Fei Shusheng and said: "This is what we must use when making dolls, and the doll uses a small piece of the bone of our daughter who died young, so that their souls can be tied together, and at the same time imprisoned in the doll's body, so that the soul will not be scattered...... Now you take it and crush it, mix it with some black dog blood, and splash it on the doll...... And then-then--"

As he spoke, the old man became a little exhausted, and he leaned heavily on the bedframe, panting and whispering, "Then cremate her body-that-uh--then you can erase the spell I used and release her soul......"

Fei Shusheng believed the bloody and slimy bones that were suspicious, followed by the old man and turned his head to Tsing Yi and begged intermittently: "Little lady in Tsing Yi, old man and I—I will follow the old woman of my family—we don't have any valuable things in this life, but there is only one good thing, which rests on the doll...... When I have lost my breath, I ask the little lady to take that thing away and use it as a reward for helping the doll reincarnate...... I-I-"

Before he could finish speaking, his throat slid up and down violently a few times, and he just opened his mouth and planted it on the old woman's corpse.

Fei Shusheng stepped forward in surprise and probed the old man's snort, and then turned white and said to Tsing Yi: "He is also dead......

Tsing Yi had already guessed that when they were helping Wen Yu make a puppet, they didn't have a few days to live, and it was not easy to survive until now. Now that the big thing is over, they can't hold it in one breath, so they naturally want to return to the west.

Looking at the room full of blood stains and livestock corpses, Tsing Yi sighed: "You quickly take the doll to the back door of the kitchen, and I will call San Lang and Master Gao to help." ”

Fei Shusheng hurriedly agreed to pick up the doll, and ran downstairs without daring to look back. And Tsing Yi went straight to the lobby to find Hei Saburo.

Hei Saburo was originally a powerful person, and he would naturally not be stupid enough to take things from others. So Master Gao, who had always been arrested, was ordered to deal with the aftermath again.

Although Master Gao was angry, who made him inferior to others, he was angry for a long time, and he still had to roll up his sleeves to clean up.

After Tsing Yi and his party were busy with the doll's side, the bodies of the old couple had also been disposed of by Master Gao. As for whether it was abandoned in the wilderness or cremated, Master Gao did not mention it, and Tsing Yi and the others who were dedicated to the doll had no way of knowing.

Fei Shusheng put the doll's ashes in a small white porcelain jar with a sad face, according to what he said, although he couldn't bring back the corpse, but bring the ashes back from the jar, so that her family could feel at ease.

Tsing Yi vaguely saw the translucent soul of the doll lying on Fei Shusheng's shoulder very happily, but Fei Shusheng was slow to react, and he was stunned and lamented again and again holding the ashes of the jar.

Tsing Yi looked a little helpless, thought about it, and then turned to Hei Saburo and said, "Now that the doll's soul is complete, can you send her to the Santu River tonight?" ”

Hei Saburo was playing with the sleeves of Tsing Yi without a match, and when he heard this, he replied casually: "Well, but she has been dead for a long time, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to cross the river alone, as soon as the ghost road opens tonight, we will follow her together, and we will send her to the fork in the road." ”

As soon as I heard that I was going to go together, Tsing Yi unconsciously became a little interested. Speaking of which, she has heard about the Santu River every day, but she has never seen it with her own eyes. Now it's finally an eye-opener.

That night, when the bright moon was in the middle, Tsing Yi, who was guarding in front of the inn, saw a looming flowing water path appear.

It was a long trail with no end in sight, the murmuring of the stream was endless, and countless ghosts lined up in a queue, walking slowly and orderly along the path.

"The ghost road is out." Hei Saburo grabbed Tsing Yi's hand and whispered, "Now let's follow." ”

Tsing Yi responded slightly, and hurriedly followed Hei Saburo onto the path.

The doll's soul is at the end of the ghost team at this time, and compared to other ghosts, her appearance is more like a living person, not only can she see her facial features, but even her steps are heavier than those of the ghosts. In the long line, only the last one stepped on the sound of rushing water.

Tsing Yi saw that the ghosts in front of him all turned their faces and stared at them with unclear facial features, and his back was a little cold. She quietly approached Kurosaburo and whispered, "Why do they keep staring at us?" Did you find out that we weren't ghosts? ”

Hei Saburo chuckled, and then replied quietly: "Don't be afraid, they are just curious when they hear the sound, and they will continue to leave after reading it." ”

As he spoke, the ghosts turned back and continued on their way.

Tsing Yi unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and when she raised her foot and took two steps, she suddenly reacted that she and Hei Saburo walked without any sound.

She hurriedly glanced down, and when she saw that she and Kurosaburo were both suspended above the jet-black water, and the doll was stepping on the water with one foot deep and one foot shallow, she glanced at Kurosaburo with some amusement.

The ghost road leads directly to the Santu River, and along the way, you can see lonely ghosts who missed the time and were not allowed to enter the queue floating and crying outside. Many of them wanted to rush into the queue, but every time they rushed to the ghost path, the ghost path and the ghost teams walking on it, mortals and monsters, were as ethereal as a mirage, allowing them to cross it without any hindrance.

At first, Tsing Yi was a little panicked, but after feeling Hei Saburo hugging her waist, she calmed down again.

After following the ghost team for about half an hour, the team in front finally stopped.

Tsing Yi looked around, and saw from a distance that there was an extremely wide river in front of him, the river was full of smoke, and a flat boat was swaying towards the river. In addition to the sound of the surging waves, there are also miserable ghost sounds from time to time.

At this time, there seemed to be a rickety figure by the river who was gesturing with the ghost at the front of the queue, and when the ghost felt his bright ghost fire and showed it to the other party, the figure waved his hand and let the ghost get on the boat.

Because Tsing Yi was far away, she couldn't see what was going on. Seeing her curious, Hei Saburo on the side explained with a smile: "The Santu River can measure the merits and demerits of mortals in life, but if the ghost fire is bright and transparent, its soul weight will be lighter, and the ferryman will let it get on the boat for free; But where the ghost fire is dark, its soul is heavier, and the ferry can carry a limited number of guests at one time, if the heavy ghosts, mortals, or monsters want to get on the boat, they must pay the ferryman six copper coins as the ferry fare. Now the ferryman is checking which ghosts need to pay for the ferry! ”

"Does the weight of a ghost have anything to do with how it behaved during its lifetime?" Tsing Yi speculated with one push and three, "The weight of the good guys is lighter, and the weight of the bad guys is heavier......"

"Not bad." Hei Saburo hugged Tsing Yi tightly with pride and satisfaction, "You're finally smart." ”

Tsing Yi called Hei Saburo such a compliment made her speechless for a while, and after glaring at Hei Saburo angrily and funny, she went to see the doll again.

The doll was very uneasy to follow the queue forward, she had fallen behind several times, if it weren't for Hei Saburo pushing her from time to time in the back, I was afraid that she would have lost the queue by this time.

Because Hei Saburo deliberately used a trick, the doll didn't know that they were following behind. She looked around silently for a few moments, and when she saw a familiar figure, she suddenly jumped and waved and shouted, "Uncle-uncle-"

A thin ghost in the middle of the queue turned around, and when he saw the doll at the end of the line, the ghost pushed away the ghost next to him and stumbled over.

Tsing Yi looked at the thin ghost in amazement and cried in front of the doll: "Little girl, are you here too?" Woo wow wow wow - girl doll I died so miserably - I died so miserably-"

"Huh?" Tsing Yi had a flash of inspiration, and finally recognized Qian Wanglai, "Isn't this the ghost who was photographed by me yesterday?" ”。

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