On that day, Yang Congxun, under the guidance of Hu San, stepped forward to remove the bounty list posted on the willow tree next to the official road, and then followed behind the villagers who guarded the list, and went to the village to discuss how to subdue the hanged ghosts.

However, when Li Zheng saw Yang Congxun, he was also taken aback, thinking to himself that this doll had eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, just with his age, how high can he be in Taoist cultivation?

Could it be that this person coveted our bonus and silver, and specially came to the door to pretend to be a ghost hunter, and deliberately caused some damage afterwards, using this as an excuse to make trouble, and wanted to trick me into waiting for the twenty-two bonus that I had finally made up?

Therefore, Li Zheng sternly rejected Yang Congxun's request to hunt ghosts, claiming that if he really wanted to go to the palace to catch ghosts, Yang Congxun needed to sign a life and death certificate in public.

Neiwang Village is insisting that unless Yang Congxuneng writes on the life and death statement that he is conceited of life and death, everything has nothing to do with my Neiwang Village, and then Fang Ken will send someone to take him to arrest the hanged ghost.

I think Yang Congxun is a bold and heroic person, and he has a good hand like Hu San to support him on this trip, so he doesn't mean to sign a life and death certificate.

I saw him grinning so much that he stepped forward to pick up his pen and waved, and signed his name like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing on the life and death situation, and then he successively urged the people in Neiwang Village to lead him to the haunted empty mansion of the Wang family to check the truth and reality.

Seeing that Yang Congxun had signed the life and death certificate according to the agreement, Li Zheng of Naiwang Village could no longer find an excuse to shirk it, so he had to take a roll call by hand, and selected a few brave people from among the villagers who came to watch the true face of the ghost hunter after hearing the news, and arranged for them to lead Yang Xiucai to the palace to catch ghosts.

But it was said that Yang Xiucai followed the trembling villagers around the front house of the Wang family and then went back and forth two or three times, so he clapped his hands and told the Lizheng villagers who came with him with a happy face: "Wonderful, this ghost is easy to ambush."

Just when everyone was surprised and inexplicable, Yang Congxun suddenly reached into his arms and took out a large handful of dried wormwood.

I saw Yang Congxun put these wormwoods in his hands, rubbed his hands back and forth a few times, and then turned the hay into a straw handle.

Then Yang Congxun took out a paper bag from a hidden bag in his arms, opened it, took out some red powder from the bag, and carefully touched the wormwood handle.

In the end, Yang Congxun borrowed a flint and sickle from a nearby neighbor, and set fire to the hay in his hand with two 'bangs'.

I saw Yang Cong carefully place the grass he had lit under the wall where the ghost was hidden, and then he closed his mouth and stood aside with his hands and watched silently.

At this moment, I saw a few wisps of white and red smoke slowly rising from the slowly burning grass, gently enveloping the shadow of the hanged ghost on the wall.

At this time, a strange scene appeared, and I saw that the smoke slowly rose to the level of the ghost, and then no longer rose, but slowly gathered in place, as if an invisible person was blocking the way of the white smoke with his hand.

Everyone present was stunned by this incredible scene.

After a while, the grass on the ground was completely burned into a pile of ashes, and the smoke emitted from it condensed into a thick cloud of red and white smoke at a height of seven or eight feet above the ground.

Suddenly, the cloud of smoke shook violently, and it slammed into the ghost shadow on the wall, enveloping the shadow on the wall from head to toe.

Then I saw the cloud of smoke enveloping the wall, rolling back and forth for a moment, and slowly seeping into the wall.

When the smoke cloud completely disappeared, the onlookers all gasped, only to see that the wall was yellow, and the ghost that was clearly imprinted there actually disappeared abruptly.

Seeing this situation, Yang Congxun struck with both palms and said, "It's done."

Then Yang Congxun took the pickaxe that he had prepared from the villagers on the side, held the pickaxe handle with both hands and slammed it towards the wall, and actually "clanked" to tear down the wall.

As the pickaxe slammed down, the rammed earth on the wall peeled off, revealing the ochre-red brick surface beneath the rammed earth.

When the rammed earth on the wall was stripped away, Yang raised the two fingers of his right hand and flicked it lightly on the brick surface.

After that, Yang Congxun smiled slightly, lifted the pickaxe in his hand, and carefully compared it with the tip of the pickaxe where he flicked his fingers before, and then slammed the tip of the pickaxe the surface of the red brick.

I heard a 'bang', and the bricks hit by the tip of the pickaxe shattered in response to the sound and turned into slag.

However, in the midst of these fragments, a black, shiny object rolled out of the bones!

Everyone stepped forward to take a closer look, only to find that the thing was actually a piece of wood that had been burned black and carbonized throughout!

Seeing that the surrounding villagers were all shocked, Yang Congxun laughed, stepped forward to pick up the wooden block, and said that this was where the blue-robed hanged ghost was hiding, and the Taoists called it the soul wood.

Yang Congxun told the surrounding villagers that this parasitic wood was the embodiment of the resentment on the hanged ghost's body that had nowhere to be resolved, and wherever there were hanged ghosts, there would definitely be this thing.

After speaking, Yang Congxun retracted his hand and copied the soul wood in his sleeve, and then bowed his hand to everyone present.

"Now that the hanged ghost has been captured with the soul tree, and it will never reappear as evil. In the future, you can only rest assured that you will live here, and Xiaosheng will leave. ”

At this time, the onlookers woke up from the previous shock, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the hanged ghost conferring the head.

Even Li Zheng, who had been keeping a straight face, was also happy, and hurriedly ordered someone to use a red lacquered wooden plate to hold the bonus promised before, and bring out a good life to reward the master in front of him who had captured the hanged ghost.

Who knew that Yang Congxun laughed and said: "It's just a trivial matter, how can you use so many silver taels?" Anyway, it's hard to resist your kindness, Xiaosheng, I'll take some entanglements from it. ”

After that, he took a piece of silver weighing two taels from the tray and put it in his arms, and as for the rest of the money and things left on the plate, he insisted on not accepting it.

The onlookers were very happy to see that Yang Congxun was not only strong in his skills, but also not greedy for money and things, and hurriedly arranged for people to tidy up a sumptuous banquet, and claimed that they would be good to treat the father.

Yang Congxun wanted to take the bonus and leave at first, but he really couldn't stand the kind invitation of the neighbors, and today, except for the sauce chicken left over from last night with Hu Fen in the morning, the rice was not eaten.

At this time, Yang Congxun's abdomen was already cooing, and he was salivating when he smelled the aroma of wine and food wafting from the wind.

After three rounds of drinking, someone couldn't help but ask Yang Congxun: "I will wait for Xianggong's divine art, but I don't dare to ask Xianggong, how did this parasitic wood turned by the resentment of the blue-robed hanged ghost run into the wall of Wang Quan's house?" ”

Hearing someone ask, Yang Congxun put down his wine glass, pondered slightly, and said: "The specific situation Xiaosheng is not very sure, it can only be said that it is a guess.

According to Xiaosheng, most of the houses in this haunted ghost are not the ancestral homes built by the Wang family, right? But I don't know if Xiaosheng guessed yes or no? ”