Jiang Dong's alcohol consumption is not bad, although he has gone through a painful drink at this time, his brain is still sober, but his tongue is a little bigger, and he is much less restrained than when he was sober, so after listening to Mo Wen's words, he just smiled and stretched out his hand to Xiaodao's shoulder, which was much thinner than him, and patted it twice: "Dao Chang is drunk and confused?" ”

It turned out that when the cups and cups were staggered, Jiang Dong had already listened to Mo Wen's boasting, and he also knew that the relatives and friends of this grandmother had a Taoist master who had escaped the world, and he was barely a Taoist person, but Jiang Dong never believed in gods, devils and monsters, and after the murder of Ziying, the more he didn't even believe in karma, although he didn't intend to offend and despise Mo Wen, but the next words inevitably carried a little resentment: "If there are really ghosts and gods in the world, there will be no people who do a lot of evil but are not punished, and they are still prosperous, rich, and happy." ”

"Even if you can't believe it at this time, let me test the words first, and then see if what I say is in line with the truth." Since Mo Wen has already said what he has said, of course he can't give up halfway, and he is a waste who has no ability and can't drink enough.

Jiang Dong put on an indispensable attitude, took the lead that Mo Wen had long carried in his arms, and marked on a small piece of paper, he didn't recognize many words, and even fewer words he could write, but he wrote a lot of "purple" characters neatly, and after collecting the pen, he subconsciously covered his face with his palm, as if he wanted to hide his affection that he didn't want to show people. For a while, he didn't actually hear Mo Wen's words on how to dismantle the meaning of the words, until a sentence came into his ears, "Disasters are born because of this person", and his big eyes showed a look of consternation.

"The hexagram of the great murderer, if Brother Jiang is obsessed, I am afraid that he will be in a catastrophe." Mo Wen picked up his few copper coins with a smooth and slippery surface, and sighed solemnly: "You and the person you care about are separated from life and death forever, I guess the haunted yin is the person you love before his death, although the yin soul has no ill will towards Brother Jiang, but she is the cause of the disaster......"

Before Mo finished asking, Jiang Dong had already stood up and leaned over hurriedly: "Dao Chang said she still follows me?" Is the purple warbler really still following me? Can her soul really remain in the world? She's still with me, isn't she? Is there a way for the Taoist to let me see her again? ”

This physique is quite large

For the sturdy young man, suddenly it seemed that he had lost the strength of his body, the arm supported on the table was clearly trembling, and the man's tears who refused to be dusted were almost out of control, so that he had to free his hands to cover his face, and his knees could no longer stand upright, he sat down on the stool, and it took a long time to speak without choking: "It's been so long, I haven't dreamed of her once, I thought she had gone far on the Huangquan Road, and a bowl of Meng Po soup had forgotten me cleanly, and maybe I had been reincarnated, Even if I go down to the Netherworld in the future, I will never see her again......"

Even if it is always cynical, Mo Wenxiao is also sympathetic to this sad outpouring, and at this time, he no longer cares about how the powerful Grandma Tingda knows Jiang Dong's deep grief in his heart, he feels that even if he can't get a penny of compensation for "relieving misfortune and eliminating disasters" this time, he should work hard to drag Jiang Dong back from the edge of the cliff.

"Yin and Yang are separated by different paths between people and ghosts, and there is no magic in the world that allows the living to meet the dead souls again, but the trail still has some magical powers, and you can use the art of helping the dead to try to communicate with the undead, and help the dead soul appeal to the living with unfinished words."

Jiang Dong didn't care at all whether he could avoid the disaster of blood and light, whether he would encounter a catastrophe, at this moment he just wanted to be able to meet the person he was thinking about again, even if this wish could not be achieved, if he could know that Ziying was too late to export to him, and confirm that Ziying was really still by his side, he might not be stunned every time he woke up and opened his eyes, he wanted to know if she was really complaining about him, complaining that he failed to save his lover from death, he thought it was good to listen to her complain and scold, as long as she was still waiting for him, he can immediately chase into the netherworld and hell, and no longer care about the love and hatred that is not very important in this empty world, as long as they can still hold on, as long as they can continue the frontier, it doesn't matter whether they are alive or dead, human or ghost.

So at first, Jiang Dong, who was not convinced by Mo Wen's magical powers, changed his attitude, and Xiaodao still did not forget to pretend to be a trick, Jiang Dong told Ziying's birthday, he was not sure of her death, he only heard the funeral news conveyed by Mrs. Peng from Ziying's father's mouth, he didn't know what day she "died", and he couldn't even see Ziying's remains, it was Mrs. Peng's funeral, all he saw was a cold coffin, buried in the lonely tomb, and then the tombstone

It became the only sign that his lover left in the world.

However, on his body, he has always kept the embroidered handkerchief that Ziying once gifted, which he used to wrap the dagger of revenge and put it in his chest, and every beat of his heart seemed to be able to sense the coldness of the dagger, and hatred became his only living support after losing her sun and moon.

Jiang Dong stared at Mo Wen tightly, watching him do it and watching him perform the spell, it didn't take too long, but for Jiang Dong, it seemed like another three autumns before he finally heard the sigh of "pity".

"The dead soul told me that you already had a marriage contract, but unfortunately she still couldn't look forward to the wedding ceremony, although neither of you two has betrayed anyone, but as a servant and maid, you are not free, and there is no justice at all, the second master of the Taishi Mansion is a well-dressed beast, and the second lady is also sweet-mouthed and bitter, when she said that when she was jealous, you once knelt in front of her grave and swore that you would stab and kill her with your own hands, and you said that you would try your best to get close to Zhao Zhoucheng and fight with him to break the net."

"It's Ziying, it's really Ziying, it's really her, God knows what I know, and only her soul can hear about it." Jiang Dong stretched out his hand to get the dagger, but Mo Wen was already alert, and he quickly grabbed it in his hand first.

"There is no helpless bridge, and there is no Meng Po soup, the life is desperate, and the soul body should have returned to Mingcang and then reincarnated, but the soul of the purple girl is obsessed because of your desperate suicide, so she has no way to cross Mingcang, she can only wander the world, but the soul also has a big limit, if she can't let go of her delusion, she will soon be scattered, and you will never be able to meet again, even if you are reincarnated!"

Mo Wen felt that if he was entangled, his small body was definitely not Jiang Dong's opponent, and hurriedly put out the words that Grandma Ting repeatedly told him to be sure to relay, and it was rare that he did not pretend to be pretentious again, and the attitude of the whole person seemed to be unprecedented and sincere: "Miss Ziying can avoid the root of the soul flying away, but the root of it is on you, Brother Jiang, she needs you to swear again in front of her grave, and promise her to completely dispel the idea of losing both with Zhao Zhoucheng, a well-dressed beast, and promise her not to live up to Yu Sui again, In this way, she can eliminate her delusion and go to the Mingcang, so that you can still be reunited in reincarnation after that day. ”