has been living in Mrs. Zhao's house for a while, and Xiahoudun has gradually begun to get used to life in the countryside, except for the thoughts and worries about his family, his mind has basically returned to peace. After washing, Xiahoudun came to the hall to prepare breakfast, he sat down, grabbed a steamed bun, and looked at it carefully.

"What's wrong, Brother Da Dun?" Zhao Xiuling was just about to move the chopsticks, and when she saw Xiahoudun in a daze, she asked, "Are you not used to eating these for breakfast?" ”

"How come," Xia Houdun replied, "I'm just worried about my family, I cook for them on weekdays, I don't know if they're doing well these days when I'm away." ”

"Don't worry, kid." Aunt Zhao looked at Xiahoudun kindly and comforted: "Gou Yu'er said before, he will arrange it properly, don't worry about it." ”

Zhao Xiuling also said: "Yes, yes, Brother Da Dun, didn't you say that Xun Yu is one of your most trusted people." ”

"Let's eat." Aunt Zhao handed an egg to Xiahoudun and motioned for Xiahoudun to take it.

Xiahoudun took a deep breath, nodded, took the egg, smiled at Aunt Zhao again, put down the steamed bun, and began to peel the egg. Zhao Xiuling and Aunt Zhao also started to have breakfast.

At this time, the door opened, and Xu Chu rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the house.

"Brother Huzi, you got up so late again." Zhao Xiuling said with a somewhat mocking smile.

"No way," Xu Chu stretched and yawned again, "I always feel like I can't sleep enough." ”

"You, you're idle," Xiahoudun looked at Xu Chu and said, "If you don't do anything every day, you eat and drink for nothing in other people's homes, but you're getting lazier and lazier." ”

"Don't talk about him," Aunt Zhao interrupted Xiahoudun to speak, "In winter, there is not much to live, Huzi can sleep as much as he wants." ”

Xiahoudun shook his head and said to Aunt Zhao: "Don't get used to him, let's find him some work." ”

"No way, Brother Xuan." Xu Chuhan smiled and scratched the back of his head with his hand, "I am a farmer myself, and in winter it is nothing more than receiving some tourists from the farmhouse, I don't have much work, and I am used to being lazy." ”

Xiahoudun looked at Xu Chu helplessly, and said half-teasingly: "Then you still told Xun Yu that you want to work in the Spirit Record Bureau?" It's not like you're late every day. ”

As soon as Xiahoudun finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of people talking outside the courtyard, and the words revealed uneasy emotions.

"What's the situation?" Xia Houdun was very alert, and his intuition told him that something bad might be happening outside.

"I'll take a look." Zhao Xiuling said, walked out of the house lightly, stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked, only to see that Zhao Fugui, who lived in the village, and his neighbor Chen Youcai were talking there, so he stepped forward and interrogated, "Brother Fugui, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Fugui just finished telling Chen Youcai, but when he saw Zhao Xiuling, he explained to her again, saying, "It's Ming Jun and his father who came back to life." ”

"What? Alive? Zhao Xiuling was taken aback, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Fugui was shocked, his eyes were still full of fear, he subconsciously glanced back, then turned his head back, and said: "Didn't Ming Jun's father leave yesterday, he wanted to go out of the funeral this morning, but he saw that there was no one on the spiritual bed." ”

"What? Why is there no one? Zhao Xiuling asked, "Are you not dead?" ”

"It's good if you're not dead," Chen Youcai interjected, "The doctors came to see it yesterday and said that the person was gone, and I was there at the time." ”

"What's going on?" Zhao Xiuling listened, and involuntarily looked behind her, "Where did that person go?" ”

"Then who knows," Zhao Fugui shook his head helplessly, "It's hard to say whether it's human or not." ”

Xiahoudun heard their conversation in the house, and decided that it was a corpse incident, so he put down his chopsticks, got up and walked to the gate of the courtyard, and asked, "Can I go and have a look?" ”

"Who is this?" Chen Youcai was already nervous in his heart, and when he saw a strange man with one-eyed eyes, he couldn't help but feel weak.

"This is ......" Zhao Xiuling hesitated, "My relatives." ”

"I'm her distant cousin, it's almost the New Year, and I'm coming to visit the house." Xiahoudun explained Zhao Xiuling's words.

"Oh, it's a relative......" Zhao Fugui nodded, but was a little puzzled, "What are you going to see?" ”

Xiahoudun subconsciously straightened his eyes with his hand, "I know a little trick, maybe I can help." ”

"You know how to spell?" Chen Youcai looked Xiahoudun up and down, "Are you a Taoist priest?" ”

"You can say that......" Xiahoudun was reluctant to explain more, so he did not refute.

"That's great!" Chen Youcai said as he pulled Xiahoudun to leave, "Then you can go and help take a look." ”

"I'll go too!" At this time, Xu Chu also walked out and wanted to go with Xiahoudun.

"You protect the eldest lady at home," Xiahoudun rejected Xu Chu, "I am enough alone." ”

"Okay then." Although Xu Chu was a little disappointed, he thought that it was really unsafe for Aunt Zhao to be at home alone because the matter had not been clarified, so he didn't say anything more, "Then you pay attention to safety." ”

"Then let's go!" Zhao Fugui urged.

"Let's go!" Xiahoudun said that, and followed Zhao Fugui and his party.

When they arrived at the home of the Ming army mentioned earlier, the group saw the mourning bed where the body had been lost.

There were many relatives of the deceased standing in the mourning hall, and there was a twenty-two or three-year-old young man standing next to the funeral bed, who was waiting anxiously there, this person was Song Mingjun.

As soon as Zhao Fugui entered the door, he shouted to Song Mingjun in front of a room full of relatives: "Mingjun, we have found a Taoist to show you." ”

"Dao Chief?" Song Mingjun set his eyes on the only person he didn't know, Xiahoudun, and saw that this person was not wearing a Taoist robe, and he was still a "one-eyed dragon", which was completely different from the image of the Taoist chief in his impression, "This person is the Taoist chief?" ”

"People say they can help you!" Zhao Fugui said.

Xiahoudun didn't say much, he first looked around, and saw that the house was in disrepair, and the furnishings in the house were all dilapidated and damaged, and the table on the side was covered with dust, and there were some dirty things on the ground, but the few dice on the table and the wine bottles in the corner looked clean. He glanced at Song Mingjun again, and saw that he was dressed in some brand goods, and he was holding a expensive mobile phone in his hand, which didn't feel very compatible with this old house.

"Dao Chief, do you see what?" Song Mingjun was a little anxious when he saw that Xiahoudun didn't speak for a long time.

Xiahoudun glanced at the empty spiritual bed and asked, "When did the body disappear?" ”

"This ......" Song Mingjun was stunned for a moment, and said eatingly: "I don't know either." ”

"You don't know?" Xiahoudun glared at Song Mingjun with puzzled eyes, "Shouldn't you be guarding the spirit?" ”

Song Mingjun lowered his head a little ashamedly and whispered, "I'm asleep." ”

"You can actually fall asleep." Xiahoudun glanced at Song Mingjun disdainfully, and then asked the relatives around him, "Are you all asleep?" ”

"They're chatting in the next room." Song Mingjun pointed to the room opposite the door and said, "I didn't see it either." ”

"Nonsense!" Xiahoudun said with some anger, "The deceased is the greatest, you as children and relatives, can't you even do this last bit of filial piety?" ”

"What are you talking about now?" A middle-aged woman standing on the side became impatient, "The corpses are gone." ”

Xiahoudun glanced at her, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Did the deceased work at a construction site before his death?" ”

Song Mingjun hurriedly replied: "Yes, my father is building a house at a construction site and is a big worker, how do you know?" ”

Xiahoudun nodded, then sighed and explained: "I saw that there was a small amount of soul left on the spiritual bed, and there was only one possibility for this, which was caused by the flow of the deceased's cool soul, that is, the earth soul. Usually people who do labor, their thinking is relatively fixed, so the cool spirit is relatively stiff and heavy, and at the time of death, the three souls can not pass happily, and some of the cool spirit residues will sink to the spirit bed. ”

Song Mingjun was confused when he heard it, and then looked at the relatives around him, and looked at Xiahoudun silently, so he also knew and asked Xiahoudun again: "Where is my father now?" ”

"I guess I went to a construction site." Xiahoudun replied.

Song Mingjun hurriedly asked, "How do you know?" ”

Xiahoudun didn't answer Song Mingjun's question, he walked a few steps back and forth in the room, and asked, "Presumably the family is not rich, right?" ”

"You ......" Song Mingjun was taken aback, thinking that he was indeed said by Xiahoudun, so he had to reply: "Yes, my mother left early, and my father and I depend on each other." Both of us had never studied, so we had to work on the construction site to earn some money for food. ”

"So you don't work hard and want to make a fortune by gambling, right?" Xiahoudun asked scoldingly.

Song Mingjun was even more shocked, he couldn't believe that the stranger in front of him knew so much about his family, and when he explained it, beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, "How do you know?" ”

"Guess ......" Xiahoudun shook his head, and then walked around the mourning hall again, and said: "I saw that your face was haggard and his complexion was insufficient, presumably due to long-term fatigue, staying up late and mental tension, plus the dice on the table, so I guessed that you were gambling money, but I didn't expect to guess correctly." ”

When Song Mingjun heard this, he unconsciously touched his face, and then turned his head to look at his relatives.

"You must have lost a lot of money." Xiahoudun said, walked to Song Mingjun's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "In the countryside, there are not many people who have not yet married at your age, and if there is any money in the family, you spend money lavishly, which has become your father's heart disease." It is precisely this heart disease that makes his soul blocked, and the arrow of his care consciousness cannot be completely dispersed, so the consciousness of wanting to make money makes his corpse unable to be idle, which is the reason for this corpse. ”

At this time, someone among the relatives shouted: "Then what are you talking about, let's go and get Song Sanxi back." ”

"No need!" Xiahoudun stopped his relatives who were about to go out and said, "He should be back soon." ”

"What?" One of the relatives asked, "Why did you say he was back?" ”

Xiahoudun took a long breath and explained: "Although Fu Ya can make him get up, he can't work because the fetus is gone, that is to say, he will come back when he walks to the construction site and takes a look." ”

As soon as Xiahoudun's words fell, there was movement outside the door, and everyone looked over, only to see the body of the deceased Song Sanxi moving towards the house. The corpse was not flexible, but it did not move slowly, and in a few moments it lay back on its own bed.

Seeing this, Song Mingjun wanted to step forward to check the situation, but was unexpectedly stopped by Xiahoudun.

Xiahou shook his head at Song Mingjun, then looked at Song Sanxi lying on the spiritual bed, and gently pressed his chest with his palm. I saw that Song Sanxi suddenly got together and shouted: "Son, dad can't make any more money for you!" Don't gamble anymore, work hard and save money to marry a daughter-in-law! When he had finished shouting, he lay down again.

Xiahoudun saw that Song Sanxi was lying back, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to Song Mingjun and said, "This time the soul will be evacuated, and there will be no more corpses." With that, he stepped out of the way of the bed.

"Daddy!" Song Mingjun suddenly wept bitterly, unable to calm his sadness, knelt in front of the funeral bed, and shouted: "Go well, I will work hard to make money, I won't gamble." ”

After Song Mingjun finished shouting, the surrounding relatives also surrounded him, crying bitterly while comforting Song Mingjun.

"It's really sad that at such a young age, you are greedy for pleasure, and you can't create wealth in a down-to-earth way, but think about relying on speculation in exchange for money." Xia Houdun muttered in a low voice and sighed slightly, and looking at the relatives who were talking and laughing just now hugging their heads and crying when they saw the corpse as if they were acting, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Xiuling walked to Xiahoudun's side and said, "After the matter is dealt with, let's leave quickly." Xun Yu said that he would try not to let you appear in public. ”

"He said that?" Xiahoudun suddenly felt that it was not good to show up like this, so he nodded, "Okay, then let's go back." ”

Zhao Xiuling asked, "What are you doing?" How do you understand so much? ”

Xiahoudun smiled, he looked at Zhao Xiuling, and said, "Let's go, I'll give you a good lecture when I go back." With that, he left with Zhao Xiuling.