Everyone looked at Zhang Donghai's eyes, only to see that his eyes could not see black at all at this time, only a piece of white was left, which was exactly the same as Zhang Yingping's eyes opened during the day......

"Pull out the mountains and cover the world, and the times are not good; If you don't die, you can't help it, you can't help it......" At this time, Zhang Donghai actually stood on the table and sang Peking Opera, singing with a board and a glance. Then he sang in a female voice: "Persuade the king to drink and listen to Yu songs, and relieve the king's depression and dance." Ying Qin has no way to break the country, and the heroes are fighting in all directions. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, success or failure rise and fall in an instant. Sit in the tent ...... drinking," he sang and danced his arms and turned his waist. Although Zhang Donghai is five big and three thick, he jumped up this section and twisted his waist and learned to be a woman, which is very ridiculous. But if you look closely, for some reason, there is an indescribable charm in his gestures, especially the eyes, which are full of reluctance and sadness......

Although the whole courtyard was crowded, not a single person made a sound. Everyone looked at the strange scene in front of them, listening to Zhang Donghai's girl singing, and there was a chill down their spines, and they didn't know what to do.

At this time, I quietly walked behind Zhang Boting and Zhang Shuyuan, and asked them out loud: "Did the old man like to sing Peking Opera "Farewell My Concubine" when he was alive?" ”

Zhang Dongwei had already told Zhang Shuyuan about me, and when he saw me, he immediately replied: "Our old man is a farmer, although he also likes to listen to operas, and he will hum a few sentences when he has nothing to do, but he never knows how to sing!" ”

I nodded. Zhang Donghai's appearance, anyone can see that he has a problem.

The altar followed me and asked, "Poor ghost, what's wrong with him?" ”

"When I go out, I come back and I'm completely different from before, it's like a different person. I don't think I can find a better explanation than the ghost. I replied.

"Ghost ...... Ghost upper body? "It was not only Tan Zi who heard my words, but also Zhang Boting, Zhang Shuyuan, Zhang Dongwei and others.

"So what can I do about it? Do you want to invite Master Gong back? Zhang Boting asked nervously.

"It's just an exorcism, what kind of palace master is it, my brother can do it." The altar said, and then he turned back to me and asked me again, "Is it, poor ghost?" "It's a bit lacking in confidence.

Zhang Boting and the others looked at me, and when they saw me nodding, they put their hearts down a little.

"Prepare me a red rope and a needle, and incense burner ashes!" I say.

"The red rope and needle are ready-made, but this incense burner is ...... ash" Zhang Dongwei hesitated.

"Aunt Zhang's family next door is a believer in Buddhism, and she burns incense all day long, there must be something." Li Huizhi reminded.

So, Zhang Dongwei went next door to borrow some incense ashes, and soon all the things I wanted were ready.

"You Venerable Master seized him and trapped him on a stool!" I commanded to go down.

Although everyone was still a little scared, there were many young men present, plus with a little wine, they rushed up to the two without saying a word. But I didn't expect Zhang Donghai's strength to suddenly be terrifying, and the two young men couldn't catch him, and he pushed him down after a few clicks.

"Again!" I shouted.

This time, Tanzi and Zhang Dongwei rushed up, and seven or eight people forced Zhang Donghai down and tied him to a chair. Even after being tied up, Zhang Donghai did not give up struggling. He swayed from side to side, trying to break free from the rope.

I stepped forward and grabbed the middle finger of Zhang Donghai's right hand, quickly tied the red rope to his middle finger, and strangled it hard. Zhang Donghai seemed to feel pain, and looked up to the sky and let out a heart-rending roar. Everyone in the courtyard could hear it clearly, and there were three voices in this cry, two male and one female.

Taking advantage of Zhang Donghai's mouth wide open, I stuffed the prepared incense ash into his mouth, choking him so much that it was difficult for him to breathe. At the same time, I raised the needle and stabbed it hard at the tip of his middle finger, which was tied with a red string......

"Ah......h This time, his voice no longer had those two different voices, and this time this voice belonged to Zhang Donghai himself.

"Alright, find water to rinse his mouth!" I looked at Zhang Donghai, who was hanging his head on the chair, and hurriedly ordered others.

"What the hell is going on? How could my eldest brother be possessed by a demon for no apparent reason? Zhang Dongwei pulled me aside and asked.

"I'm afraid it has something to do with him holding your grandfather's head during the day."

"That means my grandfather is angry, that's why his ghost is attached to my eldest brother." Zhang Dongwei asked with some fear.

I shook my head: "If the ghost attached to your eldest brother's body is your grandfather, how can that female voice explain it?" You can't have your grandfather split in two, male and female, right? ”

Tanzi interjected and asked, "You mean there are two ghosts attached to Zhang Donghai's body?" ”

"That's right! One man and one woman! I then said to Zhang Dongwei, "And I also asked your father, your grandfather can't sing at all." You have also seen that the Peking Opera of the two ghosts just now is quite good, how can there be your grandfather? ”

"His grandfather has been dead for so many years, maybe he learned it when he was a ghost?" The altar muttered, "The underworld is not allowed to keep pace with the times?" ”

"You talk a lot!"

"So what now?" Zhang Dongwei asked.

I replied, "I think the clue should be on your grandfather's corpse." ”

"Poor ghost, what do you mean ......"

I smiled a little and said to Tanzi and Zhang Dongwei: "Do you dare to go to the land temple with me at night to open the coffin for an autopsy?" ”

"Open the coffin...... Post-mortem ......"

In the Land Temple, after Gong Feng was sent back by Zhang Donghai, he was so dizzy that he fell asleep in the side room. The pillows and bedding in the side room are all available, all of which were prepared by the Zhang family for him in advance.

Not long after Gong Feng lay down, he was in a daze when he heard someone knocking on the door outside......

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......" was very slow. He staggered to his feet, and muttered dissatisfiedly as he walked out: "Who is this, who doesn't let people sleep well in the middle of the night?" But when he walked to the land temple outside, a cool breeze hit, which made him feel excited, and he suddenly remembered, he was in the land temple, and the gate of the land temple had long been thrown to where it had been thrown, how could someone knock on the door? If someone wants to look for him, just walk in or call him, where is the need to knock on the door?

If that's not a knock, what is? Gong Feng turned around sharply to look at the brand-new coffin lying in the middle of the Land Temple, but saw that it had not moved, and the voice had disappeared since he stepped out.

Gong Feng waited for a while, and when he saw that the voice no longer appeared, he also shook his head, and said to himself: "I'm older, it seems that I have to drink less wine in the future, and I have auditory hallucinations......" He said and walked back to the side room in the back.