[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that in the Temple of Literature, Mu Qing Ming did it, Ah Hong scattered the dark coins with the word 'ding' written in cinnabar, luring those lonely souls and wild ghosts who watched the ghost show to pick up the dark coins, and used the secret technique of the dragon lock to fix it. At this time, Sha Weng also hurried back to the city from Ah Ziying, and when he came to Shala Lane, the horses were reluctant to go into the alley. Sha Weng, who was trapped in the ghost wall when he walked out of the alley, was anxious and frightened, and was suddenly rescued by the Mu family Miaotian. After Sha Weng understood his intentions, he proposed to see Mu Qingming. And Mo Han and Mu Qingming in the Temple of Literature worked together to catch the female ghost in red who was about to escape, but they did not hurt her. Just three questions were asked of the female ghost. 】

In the windy alley, Sha Weng's back ridge suddenly became cold, and his hairs stood on end. After the servant who followed him closely said that, he was even more frightened, and his legs trembled like chaff.

Old people often say that in a deserted and extremely yin place, there are often ghosts and ghosts who like to lay down ghosts to hit the wall at midnight, so that the people in it lose their sense of direction and begin to spin in place non-stop, no matter how much the people in it do, they can't get out of that place.

Some are pranks by imps, while others have bad intentions and want to kill people. Thinking about this, how could that servant not be afraid?

The situation they encounter now is almost exactly the same as what the old people said about ghosts hitting the wall. They have all walked a cup of tea in the alley, which is not more than a hundred feet long, but they have not yet come to the door of the small courtyard of the wooden family located in the middle of the alley.

It stands to reason that a cup of tea is enough to walk slowly back and forth in this small alley. But now they are still in the alley.

And there is no fork in the road in Sala Lane, and it is impossible for them to see the road clearly because of the darkness and strayed into the fork in the road. And then there's the moon in the sky overhead, which is also very weird. The moonlight couldn't penetrate the alley at all, but it was clearly a full moon.

When Shaon thought about it, he knew that the servant was right, and they had walked into the ghost wall that the old people often mentioned. But in order to strengthen his courage, Sha Weng still endured his fear and scolded in a deep voice: "Shut up for me, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”。

scolded and scolded, but it was obviously lacking in confidence. In the words, there is no longer the confidence and hardness of the general manager who used to drink in the Qi Mansion.

The voice was not only lacking in confidence, but also obviously trembling. Under the slightly sharp night wind, it is not difficult to hear that Shaondu is a little afraid of his current situation.

Just when they were helpless and didn't know what to do to break the ghost wall, a red light suddenly lit up not far in front of them.

Under the night wind, the wind and clouds in the sky change. The soft moonlight quietly sprinkled down and spread out in the alley, dispelling the darkness that surrounded the two of them.

Under the soft watery moonlight, the alley suddenly brightened a little. Sha Weng held his breath, hurriedly raised his eyes, and looked at the red light not far ahead with a wary gaze. I saw that the red light came from a lantern made of red tulle.

Standing behind the lantern was Miao Tian from Mu Qingming's house.

By the moonlight and the red light in the lantern, Sha Weng saw that Na Miaotian was standing in front of the small courtyard of the Mu family, looking left and right, and scolded impatiently: "Who? Shouting in the middle of the night? I don't know if I'm sleeping at this point? ”。

After saying this, he yawned a long time, and when he turned his head, he saw in the alley not far away, there was a frightened Shaon, and the servant who was already frightened.

After looking at it and confirming that it was really Shaon, he walked over with a lantern in his hand, stood in front of Shaon, whose face was still a little pale, and asked, "Isn't this Shaon?" What are you yelling in this alley in the middle of the night? ”。

With this, Miao Tian raised the lantern in his hand, illuminating the paleness of Shaon's facial features and his face full of astonishment.

"Miaotian, you're Miaotian, right?" Shaon didn't answer, but asked in a trembling voice.

This question made Miao Tiandu stunned for a while. Stunned, Miaotian lowered his head and looked himself up and down, and then returned: "Yes, who else can it be if it's not me?" ”。

As soon as these words came out, Na Sha Weng confirmed the identity of the other party after seeing that both his appearance, figure and voice were Miaotian, and there was a shadow under his feet. But while breathing a sigh of relief, his legs also went limp, and he fell to the cold ground. Before Miao Tian leaned over to support him, Sha Weng said in a trembling voice: "We met a ghost hitting the wall just now, if we hadn't met you, we would have been circling here." ”。

The moonlight was bright in the night wind, and it sloped into the alley like frost and water. Miao Tian, who was immersed in the moonlight, looked around the night breeze left and right, and asked stupidly: "Ghost hitting the wall?" Where? ”。

He is pretending to be crazy and stupid; In fact, before going out, he sensed that there was a ghost qi diffusing outside the courtyard, forming a ghost wall across the alley, so he went out to check.

When he looked around, he saw Shaon and one of his servants yelling in place, but he couldn't hear the sound, and knew that they were in the middle of the ghost hitting the wall. So he broke the ghost and hit the wall, scared off the wild ghosts who were playing tricks on others, and by the way, he pretended to hear Sha Weng and their shouting, so that he had the previous scolding.

"Don't talk about this, I came to invite Young Master Mu to Aziying on the order of the master's mother." Seeing that it was okay anyway, Sha Weng, who was also a little calmer, told the purpose and reason for his coming, and told Miao Tian who leaned over to help him up.

After Sha Weng who stood up said this, after dusting off the dust on his clothes and pants, he said to Na Miaotian: "The old man wants to meet Young Master Mu." ”。

"It's really difficult, my young master took his wife to Yunjin Night Market to play, and he hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid that I will go to those teahouses next to the Panlong River and listen to your lantern shows or Dian operas in Kunming. Miaotian, who was embarrassed, said cleverly after panicking, and then helped Sha Weng, who still had weak legs, and went to the small courtyard of the Mu family: "Why don't you go into the house and wait, and drink a cup of hot tea by the way to suppress the shock; Maybe my young master will be back in a while. ”......

In the Temple of Literature, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the moonlight through the canopy of the trees became a jade-like silhouette, and also swayed in the wind with the shaking of the branches.

The weeds in front of Dacheng Hall swayed left and right with the wind, and the sporadic fireflies flew in the grass. The demons in the square held the coins in their hands, but they could not speak, their eyes could not turn, and their limbs were as hard as stones, and they could not move at all.

Ah Hong showed a smug smile, looked around at the ghosts, ignored the resentment in his ghost eyes, and said a little triumphantly: "Money can make ghosts grind, but there is no free lunch in the world." Stay tuned, and in a moment the soul fixing technique will automatically unravel, and you will be able to move. I'll also count, and you can take all the coins with you when the time comes. ”。

Ah Hong let go of the hands that were pinching the mantra in front of his chest, and raised his eyes to look at the top of the Dacheng Palace.

In the moonlight, the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall shimmered softly. The red-clothed female ghost who had not come down and robbed the dark coins saw that the situation was not good, and the resentment on her body suddenly spread.

It is not difficult to see that she is a terrible ghost who died with resentment, and the resentment emanating from her body at the moment is also full of cold and cold.

In just a moment, a thin layer of white ice appeared on the glazed tiles under the female ghost's feet.

At the same time, the body of this long-tongued female ghost was completely wrapped in the gray smoke emitted from her sleeve. Under the smoke, it covered her figure and hideous face for a while, and also formed a protective barrier for her.

"Where do the demons run?" A coquettish cry rose from above the gray smoke. Disappeared for a moment, and appeared out of thin air above the gray smoke, in the air a foot away.

I saw that Mo Han soared in the wind without falling, his abdomen bulged face down, and his hands also formed a handprint. Immediately after that, Mo Han's red lips opened widely, his teeth were exposed, and when his stomach bulged and quickly deflated, a gust of wind suddenly spit out from his mouth.

The howling wind shot down like a bamboo, easily blowing away the gray mist, causing the female ghost's body protection ghost qi to collapse instantly.

The female ghost with wide-eyed eyes in astonishment appeared from it, raised her head and looked at Mo Han suspended above her head with an incredible gaze, and there was a little more fear in her eyes.

The red-clothed female ghost who came to her senses saw that Mo Han did not move, and jumped high with a turn, flying towards the back of Dacheng Hall.

Surrounded by the yin wind, dragging the female ghost in the blink of an eye, she flew out of half a zhang, and brought a burst of afterimages behind her.

The female ghost looked back at the same time, and saw that Mo Han did not chase after her, but only drifted down in front of the Dacheng Palace, and sped up.

Just when she thought that she could already escape, Mu Qingming, who had also disappeared for a moment, suddenly appeared in front of her out of thin air.

Mu Qingming, who was volleying in the air, raised his leg vigorously, and only kicked the female ghost in the lower abdomen, which was a key kick, and when the female ghost was in unbearable pain, her body stopped. Immediately after, the female ghost flew out upside down.

The female ghost was like a flying arrow, and in an instant, after crossing an arc in mid-air, it landed in front of the Dacheng Palace.

Mo Hanyunqi, who had been waiting below, was on the soles of his feet, and when he sprayed out from the soles of his shoes, he stepped forward and stepped on the chest of the female ghost who fell to the ground and grinned in pain. At the same time, he pinched out a recipe with both hands and drank: "Certain!" ”。

The female ghost was also unable to move all of a sudden; Even if the abdomen is hot and painful, and you want to roll and roll, you can't do it. Fear ensued, and I was so scared that I wanted to die.

Mo Han shook his head from side to side, and there was a clicking sound on his slender and pink neck. Mo Han, who looked down at the female ghost at his feet, had a solemn face, and he had long lost his former gentleness.

When the embroidered shoes stepped on the female ghost's chest, Mo Han touched the ghost's mind, and saw the female ghost using her own hanging rope, the tragic state of the person who strangled the person before death and the face with distorted facial features.

This made Mo Han furious, his chest rose and fell, if it weren't for the female ghost being useful to them, Mo Han would have killed her now.

Mu Qingming and Mo Han had the same mind, and Mo Han was unstable under anger, so Mu Qingming, who fell from the Dacheng Palace, suddenly appeared in his mind the scene that Mo Han saw.

Mu Qingming was afraid that his wife would not be able to control her anger, so she squinted slightly and met Mo Han's eyes, and slowly shook her head. Mo Han immediately understood, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, but the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

"I'll only ask you three questions, and I'll let you go." Mu Qingming stared at the female ghost and said in a deep voice.

What does Mu Qingming want to ask? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[Dian Opera of Suolongren Small Theater - Dian Opera, also known as Dian Opera, is one of the local opera genres in Yunnan Province. Silk strings (originated from the earlier Qin dialect), Xiangyang (originated from the Han tune Xianghe school), Huqin (originated from the Hui tune) and other sound chambers were successively introduced to Yunnan from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty and gradually developed and formed, popular in the vast areas of more than 90 counties and cities in Yunnan and some areas of Sichuan and Guizhou. It is mainly divided into two types: Yiliang Dian Opera and Fengqing Dian Opera. 】