I nodded, and although I had already realized it, I had too many things to deal with yet.

Yin Qi said again: "I don't know where she got a copy of "Ghost Suppression", and she has been in this house for the past few days!" ”

It turned out that the book that Liang's mother was holding that day was "Ghost Descending Record"! That thing is the lowest level of Taoism to deal with ghosts.

I think Bacheng got it from that Lu Laodao that day, she won't go to Lu Laodao and tell Lu Laodao that her daughter was ghosted, right?

Then the problem is big! Liang Ruoyin's identity will be doubted by more and more people!

"But, the ghost qi in your house is really heavy, it's really weird, you have obviously been reborn, how can you have such a heavy ghost qi?" Yin Qi held his hands behind his back and looked around the room.

I didn't answer him, he stood in front of the window and said casually: "But you don't have to worry, I just saw the arrays set up by Liang Mu, and they were completely messy, and the ghosts were almost the same!" ”

He didn't know about me fighting a lot of imps, but after he said this, I felt that he knew that I was fighting imps!

Since he didn't break it, I didn't ask more.

Yin Qi ate lunch and went back, but the afternoon after he left, I was thinking about the ninety-eight resentful souls.

Finally, when dusk fell, I packed my gear and prepared to go to yesterday's clubhouse.

When I first got downstairs, I found that there was a person waiting for me here!

"Joe Yixin!"

The other party was wearing a thick yellow down jacket, and when he heard me call his name, he looked over and stood in place waiting for me to approach!

She said, "It was Aunt Zhuge who asked me to come to you." ”

"Who is Aunt Zhuge ?" After I asked him, I quickly realized that the Nian Yue in his mouth was the prophet's sister.

She hasn't appeared for a long time, and when she appears today, what happened?

I immediately asked Joe to go with me to the depot where I was parked, and then he showed me the way, and the car drove to the river.

Qiao Yixin didn't get out of the car, he pointed to me in the direction of the river embankment and said, "Aunt Zhuge is waiting for you over there!" ”

I put on my mask, closed the door, and ran to the river.

In the winter of Wangjiang, the water has receded several meters, and the cold wind blowing at this time is like bringing ice, which makes people's faces hurt!

I saw the Prophet's sister, dressed only in a thin gray loose cotton garment, and before I came, she had set up a spiritist array on the pebbled beach by the river.

"Sister, you're finally willing to come out to see me!" I strode over and said to her back.

She glanced back at me with her light eyes, and then replied, "If it weren't for the help of your karma, I wouldn't have made an exception to come out to see you." ”

"Karma?"

She asked me rhetorically, "You can't be indifferent to the ninety-eight people who died because of you, right?" ”

My eyes darkened, and it turned out that she had come for the ninety-eight.

"Did you already know that? I don't understand, since you knew about it a long time ago, why didn't you come out in advance and tell those people not to go there to die? ”

In my eyes, if you have the ability to foresee, you should change!

The other party listened to my words and looked at me calmly, her facial features were not beautiful, the whole person was still very thin and dry, walking in the crowd, people would definitely not notice such a woman.

But as long as someone with a heart looks at her twice, there is a kind of tranquility exuded from her body, which will make people unforgettable.

"As I said earlier, destiny cannot be violated, and no one can change it, not even me. Those people are destined to die, destined to die because of you......"

"So what am I going to do? Help them summon spirits? Do you come to overdo it after the conjuring spirit? "How can a resentful soul that has been stained with evil poison go beyond it?

She knew I didn't understand, so she told me a story. "Once upon a time there was a monk who came to China on a merchant ship, and there were a hundred merchants on the merchant ship, and the first few days at sea were all well, but one day the monk learned that there was a merchant who had colluded with the pirates of the sea, and wanted to poison the other ninety-nine merchants, and to take their goods and money, and he was very distressed, and if he told the others about a's plan, and the others would be angry and kill a, and then these ninety-nine men would go to hell for killing, but if he did not tell the others, A would poison everyone else, and in the end, in order to prevent A from making a big mistake, the monk killed A before A poisoned him! ”

After hearing this, I had many doubts: "He is a monk, won't he go to hell if he kills him?" ”

The prophet's sister nodded and replied with a slight smile: "The Buddha has mercy on all living beings, and does not want anyone who suffers to be reincarnated to fall into hell and suffer, so there is an allusion that I am not as good as hell and who goes to hell!" ”

"But why are you telling me this?" I don't think so, do you want me to go to hell to save the ninety-eight people who died because of me?

It's a pity that they can't even go to hell!

The Prophet's sister did not answer me, she took out a porcelain bowl and cut the palm of her hand with a knife, allowing the blood to flow slowly into the bowl, and I quietly watched her do all this.

Soon, she took out paper and a brush from the bag she was carrying, made ink out of blood, and wrote down the lives of the ninety-seven people, the place and time of their deaths.

She's trying to recruit the souls of those ninety-seven people!

In the end, she burned the paper!

Immediately, on the riverside at night, a mournful and poignant song sounded; It was the first time I had heard someone chanting a mantra as pleasantly as singing, and I was fascinated by it!

I asked her curiously, "Why are you chanting mantras like that?" ”

After she finished singing, she looked at me with a faint eye and replied, "You taught me to sing!" ”

I? If it were me, it wouldn't be my life!

Feel free to guess that when she says 'I', she must be referring to my past life, Ranin.

If Ranin had taught her to sing, she would have to be at least one hundred and sixty years old!

"I don't even know your name......

"Zhuge Nianyue!"

"Zhuge ......" Uh, just now Qiao single-mindedly called her Aunt Zhuge with all his heart! I think it should be called Grandma Zhuge Tai!

While I was pondering this, there were already many shadows around me.

I subconsciously looked up and found that it was all the people who died at the banquet yesterday.

But this number, there are absolutely no more than 90, at most more than 30.

I hurriedly asked the Prophet Nianyue, "What about the other souls?" ”

"Caught!" As a prophet, Zhuge Nianyue knew everything about what was going on, so her face was all calm.

At this time, some people are sad for her, and they have the ability that others dream of, they know everything, they see through everything, but they have to hide alone in the years, isn't this a punishment?

I looked back at the spirits and asked, "Who caught you?" ”