Changsheng didn't think that Feng Lian was a great traitor, and he felt sad when he heard that he ended up like this. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info asked the maid again if she knew where Feng Lianzheng was buried, and she could also go to worship. The maid told her that if the prisoners who died in the prison were not claimed by their relatives, they would be thrown directly to mass graves.

As for whether Feng Lianzheng's body was taken back by his relatives for burial, or whether he was directly thrown away by the official, she didn't know. Changsheng sighed, stuffed the maid with some money, and asked her to help buy some paper money candles, and the maid for the sake of the money, and brought her what she wanted at dusk.

Changsheng lit the candles in the house, and she didn't move much of the food that the Du family sent her for dinner, so she took it to the windowsill and placed it, and burned some paper money under the moon, just as it was to return the friendship of Feng Lian in the dream to take in the acquaintance.

She burned the paper money and cleaned her hands before going to bed.

It's just that for some reason it's hard to fall asleep, and even if I can't sleep, I actually feel that my body is getting heavier and heavier, and it is becoming more and more difficult to breathe, as if I am pressed by something on my chest, and I can't even turn over if I want to.

She opened her eyes, because the window was always open, and the candle in the room had been blown out at some point. A black figure lay on top of her, and it was only when her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and saw a little more clearly that she realized that the figure seemed to be translucent, and through the body, the embroidered tent could be seen in the haze.

"Beauty." The figure called, but his voice was numb and cold. The cold hairs on Changsheng's whole body stood up, and she knew that it must be a ghost pressing on her body, which is the so-called ghost press.

She shouted in fear, and saw a hand pierce through the shadow, grab the shadow's head and pull it back, pulling it away from the bed.

Changsheng suddenly felt that the pressure on his body disappeared and immediately sat up, and actually saw Feng Lianzheng, who had died eight years ago, as the Du Mansion maid said, he looked sad, and after glancing at her, he grabbed the black shadow and disappeared through the wall. Fu Yan and Sima Luming next door rushed over when they heard her scream, and kicked the door open.

Changsheng hurriedly got out of bed, hid behind Fu Yan, grabbed his clothes, and almost didn't tear out a few more holes in Fu Yan's broken robe, "Master, I just saw the hell." ”

Fu Yan glanced at the food on the windowsill, and saw that there was unburned paper in the copper basin next to the windowsill, and patted the back of Changsheng's head, "You stupid girl, people have three declines and six prosperity, and Du Mansion has white things, which is the decline of the family and the decline of fortune." It's easy to recruit something unclean. What's more, this Du Gongzi has never been before, you are in the room to eat and burn paper, isn't this a conjuring spirit. ”

Necromancy? Was the ghost summoned by her? Whose soul is it called?

Fu Yan broke the candle on the table in half and threw it out of the window, and asked Sima Luming to sweep out the ashes left, he touched a talisman and pasted it on the window, and said, "When the rooster crows, tear the talisman open." ”

After speaking, he yawned, hugged her to eat on the windowsill, and went back to the room while eating. Sima Lu said, "If there is anything, just call out." ”

Changsheng nodded, climbed back on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover his head, and was so frightened that he was completely sleepless.

They had come with him on the pretext of escorting him back to his home, and now that they had delivered him safely, it stands to reason that there was no reason to stay after eating and sleeping. On the second day, Du Yuanwai personally came to see off the guests, and asked people to prepare some silver for them.

Fu Yan pretended to be mysterious, sighed heavily, and pointed to Gu Changsheng's pair of obvious dark circles and said, "Du Gongzi is not dying, his resentment is too heavy after death, and his soul stays in the mansion and is unwilling to go to the underworld to reincarnate, but he actually came out last night to scare my apprentice, and if he goes down like this, I am afraid that I will stir up the mansion and make the chickens and dogs restless." ”

Du Yuan's appearance changed greatly, and he thought that Fu Yan was not only an apprentice of the master of the wonderful way, but also a master of the world, and he would not talk nonsense at will. How to say that it is also his own son, no matter how bad he was before his death, the relationship between father and son is still there, as soon as he heard that his son was going to be unable to reincarnate, he said anxiously, "Is there anything the Taoist can do?" ”

Fu Yan pondered for a moment, "Poor Dao has to do a few battles to dissolve his grievances. ”

When Du Yuanwai heard this, he begged Fu Yan to stay, and promised to pay an extra five hundred taels of silver after the matter was completed. So the servants sent their baggage back to the guest room.

Changsheng still had palpitations, "It turns out that I summoned the soul of the Du family's son last night." ”

One moment Fu Yan swore that it was the soul of Du Gongzi who would not be dispersed, and the next moment there was no one around, his limbs were paralyzed, and he fell on the couch, telling the truth, "Who knows." "Last night before he arrived, the ghost slipped away without a trace, and who knows which lonely ghost it was.

Changsheng suddenly realized that Fu Yan was making a fuss about her affairs so that he could continue to stay, "It turns out that Master, you are a liar." ”

Fu said lazily, "What a lie, it's so ugly." It may or may not be, whether it is or not, I will not know until I have seen it. ”

Fu Yan's string of words made her dizzy, and she said so much about it, whether it was or not.

"Since it is a soul recruited by my senior sister, I am afraid that it is easy to invite and difficult to send away. It's just strange that if it's a ghost, there will always be resentment that can't be dispersed, but I couldn't feel anything last night, if it weren't for my senior sister yelling, I wouldn't have been able to make a decision. Sima Luming said, thinking that he didn't practice enough.

Fu Yan turned over on the couch, hugged the gourd containing the wine tightly in his arms, closed his eyes as if he wanted to sleep and make up for a lazy sleep, "Go and ask the people of Du Mansion to prepare copper coins, straws, paper money, incense candles......"

Fu Yan recited a series of many things, Changsheng only remembered the first few things, and thought about whether he should go to find a pen and paper, and then ask the master to read it again, she remembered the same, but Sima Luming said, "I'll do it." After saying that, he left the room.

Changsheng thought of Feng Lianzheng and asked, "Master, if a person has been dead for several years and has not been reincarnated, is it true that he will become a lonely soul and cannot enter reincarnation again, as you said, and can only wander around?" ”

He reached to his back and scratched the itch, "Do you know why seven days are sacrificed after death, and not four or five days?" ”

"I don't know."

Fu Yan patiently explained, "The heavenly stem is called evil every seven, and the earthly branch is rushed every seven. When a person dies, his soul is attached to his bones. On the seventh day after death, the heavens and the earth will rush away, and the soul will leave the bones. Man has three souls and seven souls, one soul one year after death, and one soul in seven days. It is like the gourd with wine on my waist, if the gourd is broken, there is no vessel to carry the wine in it, and it will soon be scattered between heaven and earth. This person's body is the gourd, and the soul is the wine in it, and when the person dies, the soul does not enter the underworld and has no body to cling to, and the longest time is only three years, and the soul will be scattered. ”

But if the maid of Du Mansion is not wrong, Feng Lianzheng should have been dead for eight years, "There are no exceptions?" ”

Fu Yan didn't answer, he opened one eye to look at her, he couldn't hide his thoughts, "What's wrong?" ”

"I saw two ghosts last night, one of which I recognized." She told Fu Yan about her dreams, how she met Feng Lianzheng in her dreams, how she picked up the pen, and how magical the pen was, and how it could make something out of nothing.

"You touched that pen when you were in the mountains, didn't you?" It seems that this pen is more evil than what everyone says. If that person's soul is also in the Du Mansion, he can also be asked at night. ”