By the time they returned to Longtan Miao Village, it was almost noon, Tang Jue couldn't care about fatigue and hunger, and hurried to Ling Yao's room, where he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the seven oil lamps were still on. Uncle Wang and Lu Dongshan, who were guarding the oil lamp, were also greatly relieved when they saw them return.

Seeing Tang Jue enter the room, Chunhai consciously stood guard outside the door, saying that it was guarding, but it was just to watch Zhongli Duxue.

Zhongli Duxue sat on the chair, her legs straight, her feet resting on the table of the Eight Immortals, dangling very unvividly, and said, "Uncle, don't keep staring at me, if you keep looking at me like this, I will think that you are interesting to me." She didn't speak all the way, and now she seemed to come back to life.

Harumi ignored her, but still looked away.

Zhongli said again: "Uncle, you are so mysterious here, how did you refine this Gu?" Teach me! ”

Chunhai glared at her and said in a deep voice, "Shut up!" If you talk about it or not, I'll shut your mouth. Chunhai is really afraid that if she continues to quarrel like this, she will make a noise to Tang Jue, the sound insulation effect of this wooden door is not good.

Zhongli Duxue muttered: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what a fierce thing!" ”

In the room, Tang Jue sat cross-legged at the head of Ling Yao's bed, her hands were constantly knotted with complicated handprints, these seals she had only read in books, and she had not practiced them, so it was still very difficult to start, it was daylight, and she couldn't borrow the power of the Big Dipper like at night, and the power in the formation was really weak, so she could only use her own blood as a guide.

Fortunately, the green spirit Gu that I don't know what it was just now entered her body, and now her dantian seems to contain a small universe, running like a motor, and the energy is endless, otherwise, even with the support of the aura, she will not be able to complete this ritual.

Rao is like this, after a whole set of handprints is finished, she is still so tired that she is about to collapse. However, at this time, the magic circle had already begun to operate, and the seven oil lamps flashed at the same time, bursting out with a beam of light that was extremely bright, and the salvo shot on the white ball, the light and shadow on the surface of the white ball flickered, and the aura soared sharply, as if breaking through a layer of shackles, and a faint wisp of white gas slowly condensed into the appearance of a girl, smiled at Tang Jueyan, and covered Lingyao on the bed.

Ling Yao's eyelashes moved on the bed, and then she slowly opened her eyes, saw Tang Jue, whose face was pale at the head of the bed, and called softly.

Tang Jue pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, thinking: I finally succeeded.

The heart suddenly relaxed, and the person fell down with a thud.

Ling Yao had just woken up, and when she saw such a situation, she suddenly felt a little helpless, and she exclaimed in surprise and got up to help Tang Jue. Outside the door, Harumi heard the voice, and had already pushed open the door and rushed in.

Tang Jue didn't wake up until four days later, and the room was quiet, and there was no one. She lifted her qi and tried the aura in her body, and by the way, she sensed that what spirit Gu was still there. The aura ran for a week, and it was found that it had grown a lot, and there was a small group of rich aura in the dantian, like an inner pill formed by a cultivator. However, she knew that it might be the so-called Spirit Gu, and she still couldn't figure out what it was.

Tang Jue walked alone to the crooked-necked jujube tree in front of the house, and the ivory-yellow jujubes on the tree, some of which were already red, attracted several birds to steal food.

She picked up a date that had fallen from the ground and threw it, and the birds were frightened, and they all flapped their wings and fled. Tang Jue jumped up and grabbed enough dates, wiped his sleeve, and put it in his mouth, the entrance was crisp and sweet, and the taste was good.

The sunset falls warmly on the jujube tree, with a swaying posture and mottled light and shadow. The weather at the beginning of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and it seems that this small mountain village is like a paradise, which makes people have the illusion that the years are quiet.

She couldn't help but wonder how good it would be if there weren't so many killings, not so many grudges?

In the distance, there was the sound of musical instruments, as if someone's family was doing a funeral. Tang Jue suddenly understood, no wonder there was no one, it turned out that the whole village had gone to the funeral. She checked a few old people in the village in her mind, wondering which old man had died, and she had to go to mourn, after all, although she stayed to save Lingyao, she got along well with the people in the village, and now that someone has died, she should go to mourn.

Following the sound to the northeast of the village, I saw that the door of a family was surrounded by people in black, and the crowd cried out to the sky and grabbed the ground, accompanied by a burst of suona sounds, which seemed extremely sad. Tang Jue rarely walks around the village, and he doesn't know whose house this is, so he can't help but think that it would be good if Nangong Yi was there, he often follows Chunhai to other people's houses in the village to drink, he must know.

She was about to find someone to ask, when she saw Ling Yao and Chunhai in the crowd.

Ling Yao was already crying silently, Chunhai comforted her on the side, she didn't see Zhongli Duxue, and she didn't know where this girl had gone, whether she had gone out.

No matter what, she had to go and see the situation first, she stepped forward and patted Chunhai on the shoulder and asked, "Brother Chunhai, who died?" ”

Chunhai turned his head and saw that it was she who answered, the human voice was too noisy, and the musical instruments were loud again, so I couldn't hear it clearly. So Chunhai pulled Ling Yao and came out of the crowd, and the three of them went to the side to talk.

When Ling Yao saw Tang Jue, she hugged her and cried loudly. Although she and Tang Jue were still meeting for the first time, she had heard everything Chunhai said about Tang Jue's rescue of her, and Tang Jue had combed her body for days before and nourished her meridians with aura, so she felt very cordial to Tang Jue, and even a little attached.

Tang Jue was confused by her crying, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, who died?" ”

Chunhai said: "It's Xiaodouhua." His voice was low and hoarse, implying irrepressible anger.

"Huh?" Tang Jue's brain buzzed for a while, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and after a long time, he stammered and asked, "This, how is this possible?" Her mind was full of that childish little face and dark and clear eyes, how could the child who longed to go to school in the city, the child who longed for Barbie dolls and delicious things, die?

"It's true." "It was the evening of the day we came back from Dusha. ”

It turned out that Xiao Douhua was playing outside with another child named Erbao in the village that evening, and then Erbao ran back with a pale face and called the adult, saying that when the two of them were chasing rabbits together, Xiao Douhua accidentally fell into the ditch where the drainage was next to the field, and sprained his foot, and he couldn't pull her. But when the adults in the village rushed over, where was the shadow of Xiaodouhua?

Everyone looked for Xiao Douhua overnight, but the next morning, Xiao Douhua's grandmother found the child hanging upside down on the beam of her utility room, naked all over, with blood on his whole body, and three nails on his head. (It's too bloody here, omit a thousand words, please make up for it yourself.) ）

Her grandmother screamed and fainted.

Later, people found out that Xiaodouhua was skinned alive, and Mrs. Xiong said that the nail on the head has a name, called "Samsung Town Soul", so that the child's soul will not leave the body quickly, but die resentfully after being tortured, so that the soul resentment obtained will be the heaviest.

Tang Jue couldn't believe his ears, there was someone in this world who tortured a child to death so cruelly, and continued to torture her soul, so that she would not be able to live in peace after death, what a lot of hatred this is!

She still went to see Xiao Douhua's corpse with her own eyes, she couldn't bear to see it, she felt that her whole heart was cut out of breath just by looking at it, and she could imagine how painful the child was at that time.

She asked Mrs. Xiong, "Master, can you find out who did it?" "Since that day, the two have been commensurate with each other as master and apprentice, although there has not yet been an incense shore and a sacrifice to the ancestor, but this is a matter of time.

The old lady shook her head dejectedly, she seemed to be more than ten years old, and she was going to be rickety, and the folds on her face were also layered, even more. As a goddess of a tribe, she couldn't protect her own people, so that another child who was so small, so innocent and lovely, died in such inhuman pain, her heart must have been very sad.

Tang Jue thought of Nangong Yi again, if he was there, there must be a way to track it down, right? Xuanmen has many tracking techniques, but she has only just gotten a glimpse of the doorway, and she is still learning medical skills, so although she has heard of many advanced techniques, she does not know them.

Today, Xiao Douhua's parents rushed back from the city, because it was a child who died young, also called a "short-lived ghost", and adults could not wear filial piety, so they only prepared a small thin hall and buried it hastily.

Tang Jue recited the mantra for her seventy-seven and forty-nine times, but everyone knew that since Xiao Douhua's soul was maliciously taken away, it was useless to recite the mantra. It's just psychological comfort.

In order to thank the people in the village for their help, Xiao Douhua's parents set up a running water table for everyone to eat, but everyone was in a heavy mood, and no one had the heart to eat, so they dispersed after a few bites.

On the way back, Tang Jue said to Chunhai: "I want to ask Nangong Yi to help, his skills are very advanced, and he should be able to track it down." ”

Chunhai said: "Do you still need to check?" It must have been done by the Dusha people! ”

"But what if it weren't for them?"

"Who else but them?" Obviously, Ling Yao also agreed with Chunhai's point of view.

"But don't you think the timing is too coincidental?" Tang Jue expressed the doubts in his heart, "And in the end, her body was found in the utility room of Xiao Douhua's own house, according to the master's judgment, Xiao Douhua should have died after being hung in the utility room, this person must be very familiar with the village." ”

Chunhai and Ling Yao both fell silent, and Old Lady Xiong suddenly said, "Xiao Jue is right, this person may be in the village. After a while, you will set off to find Brother Nangong, but I don't know if he is gone. ”

Tang Jue remembered that day when Nangong Yi said that she should wait for him, so he said: "He is so seriously injured, he won't leave." ”

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