"What's wrong?"

Seeing Liu Zonghui like this, Yue Yang's heart also rose a little bad.

"It's broken!" Liu Zonghui's mother sighed, her face turned pale: "If it is really like what you said, Old Man Song worships and raises Gu Man Tong at home, and now that he is dead, this Gu Man Tong is equivalent to an ownerless thing, the blood on your hand, if it is not sprinkled on that Gu Man Tong, it will be easy to solve, if it is sprinkled with ......"

Speaking of this, Liu Zonghui shuddered excitedly, looking at Yue Yang's eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Shhh

Yue Yang also reacted at this time, and couldn't help but gasp: "You mean...... What's going to haunt me next? ”

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Yue Yang's heart was like ashes.

He was too careless before, he didn't think about it at all, but now that he thinks about it, Liu Zonghui's words are not unreasonable, Song Jingnian died suddenly, Gu Man Tong was obviously sent to the temple to suppress it, but he ran back for no reason, and now, it is indeed an ownerless thing!

And something like Gu Man Tong that is both good and evil, if no one feeds it with essence blood for a long time, it will completely lose its mana and supernatural powers, and even the soul will be scattered!

Therefore, Gu Man Tong, who was raised by Song Jingnian, must be in a hurry to find the next owner now!

And the appearance of Yue Yang happened to realize his wish.

As soon as he thought of this, Yue Yang's whole body began to tremble, his lips turned purple, even Song Jingnian was tossed to death by this little thing, if he really entangled himself, then what is good?

"Brother Yue, did you get blood on that thing?" Liu Zonghui also stomped his feet anxiously beside him, everyone was a person who ate this line of food, and he knew the horror in it.

As the saying goes, it's better to mess with the wicked than to commit the wicked!

This Gu Man Tong is an evil thing that is even worse than the evil ghost, and after getting wet, you can't get rid of it if you want to!

"I don't know ...... either"

Yue Yang's face was ugly, the sky was too bad last night, plus it was in the coffin, he didn't notice this detail at all, and after Gu Man Tong's bizarre disappearance, Yue Yang didn't have a way to confirm it.

"You, you...... Alas! Liu Zonghui sighed: "Then what to do now?" ”

"I'll go again tonight!"

Gritting his back molars, at this time, Yue Yang didn't have time to care whether the paper-tied golden boy he saw last night was the one in Liu Zonghui's shop, and now he just wanted to find out where Gu Man Tong went!

"Okay, I'll accompany you!" Liu Zonghui also gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "I'm also strange about this, let's go and take a look together tonight." ”

"Thank you." Nodding, Yue Yang could only thank him, "I'll go back and prepare, and go to Xihe Temple in the afternoon, Old Man Song had sent Gu Man Tong there before." ”

"Cheng, listen to you!" Liu Zonghui agreed.

After returning to the candle shop, Yue Yang simply packed up his things, put the last two finished candles in the store on his body, and found a copper coin sword and a bronze mirror, and then went to the vegetable market to buy a big rooster of the year, and then found Liu Zonghui.

In contrast, the things that Liu Zonghui prepared were much simpler, and this in itself was nothing to do with him, even if there were really some terrifying things, they would come to Yueyang at that time, and he would be implicated at most on the side, so he didn't need to prepare too many utensils, just brought a peachwood sword with him.

West River Temple.

When the two of them came here, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, the incense of the Xihe Temple has never been very vigorous, and few people come to this place, located at the foot of a mountain.

"Where's your host?" Yue Yang didn't talk nonsense, grabbed one of the little monks and asked.

"Backyard." The little monk folded his hands and pointed to a meditation room in the backyard.

As soon as we arrived in the backyard, the smell of sandalwood greeted usher, the door was open, and an old monk of about sixty years old was now sitting on the futon with his knees crossed, closing his eyes and chanting.

"Two donors, Amitabha." Seeing someone coming, the old monk Zhifeng folded his hands and recited the Dharma, his eyes smiling like a crescent moon.

"Zen Master Zhifeng." Although Yue Yang had never seen him before, he had also heard of the monk's name, so he hurriedly replied with a courtesy: "Master, I have something important to ask for this time, I wonder if the master can know Song Jingnian?" ”

"Oh, the donor is talking about Song Shanren." Monk Zhifeng nodded: "The poor monk and Song Shanren have talked with candles and nights many times, and they have a very happy relationship, I don't know what the two donors are doing when they come this time?" ”

"He's dead!" Yue Yang looked at him and said word by word.

"Oh?"

Sure enough, hearing this, the old monk's eyebrows moved, and he immediately sighed with regret: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and Song Shanren has returned to the west, it's a pity." ”

"I hope that Song Shanren will ascend to Bliss as soon as possible, Amitabha."

As he spoke, he folded his hands again and closed his eyes and recited the Sutra of the Past Life.

After reciting the scriptures ten times, he opened his eyes and looked at Yue Yang: "The donor is here this time for the Kuman Tong, right?" ”

"You see that?" Yue Yang was stunned: "Did Song Jingnian ever hand over Gu Man Tong to the master, hoping that the master would overtake it?" ”

"Exactly." Zhifeng nodded, and then said regretfully: "It's a pity that Gu Mantong has a lot of sin, and he has practiced for many years, and his profound mana has reached the peak, and the poor monk's Buddhism is not enough to transform it." ”

"So what happened in the end?" Yue Yang asked.

"It was taken away by Song Shanren and brought back." Zhifeng responded truthfully: "I don't know what the donor wants to do when he asks about this?" ”

……

After coming out of the Xihe Temple, Yue Yang's face was gloomy all the time, and he didn't speak all the way.

According to Monk Zhifeng, Gu Man Tong was taken away by Song Jingnian, but Bai Duo said that his master didn't want it, but Gu Man Tong was entangled.

Who is lying?

The corners of his eyebrows furrowed deeply, Yue Yang's face became more and more ugly, now that Song Jingnian was dead, he had no way to verify it, and Bai Duo's guy Yue Yang didn't believe it very much, let alone ask.

Could it be that this matter is really unsolved?

Seeing that the sky had darkened, Yue Yang and Liu Zonghui came to Song Jingnian's place together, in order to avoid yesterday's incident from happening again, before entering the door, Yue Yang untied the rooster he brought and sprinkled it into the yard.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

As soon as he entered the yard, the rooster, who had been very quiet all the way, instantly seemed to feel some danger, and he kept barking, and the feathers all over his body also exploded, his neck stretched out, and a pair of mung bean eyes were dripping around.