At this point, Zen Xin's dustless eyes swept towards Tong Xuan, and immediately gave him a helpless look, which seemed to mean, "You have slept for hundreds of years, and the story of the 'Thirteen Hairpins of Yangfu' has happened in the past hundred years, of course you don't know!" ”

More than 100 years ago, the warlords of China fought in a melee, and the people were struggling to make a living, but they also created heroes in the times, including such an officer surnamed Liu.

His life is quite legendary, with great ups and downs in life, which can be described as rich in experience, and he experienced the Xinhai Revolution and the battle to protect the country when he was young.

After becoming famous at a young age, he had an adventure, and then he showed amazing talent, and participated in the warlord melee and the eight-year war of resistance.

Legend has it that this man seems to have fled to Taiwan with the Chiang clan and died at the age of one hundred and eight...

"Putting it to the point!" I coughed softly, pouted, and whispered, "Where's the willow spirit?" ”

"Don't worry, the point is here..."Zen Xinwuchen took a deep breath, changed his words, and said: "The 'thirteen hairpins' of Liufu, that is, the most beautiful thirteen women at that time, were all the wives of officers surnamed Liu. ”

"Don't be sassy, the point..."Xuan Wuming also pouted, "Your story is not very good, young master, I want to hear that willow spirit... How did it become fine? ”

Zen Xin Wuchen smiled deeply, paused slightly, and said: "When the officer surnamed Liu went to Taiwan, he didn't pack up much, and he didn't pack gold and silver treasures, but he only spent manpower and material resources to dig up a willow tree in his ancestral house and carefully transplanted it to his house in Taiwan. ”

"Painstakingly transplanting a willow tree?" I was surprised, this thing sounded fresh, "The willow tree you are talking about should be the one that has become the climate... Willow spirits, right? ”

"You guessed it!" Zen Xin Wuchen continued to tell the story of the 'Thirteen Hairpins of Liufu', and said: "The officer surnamed Liu married thirteen wives in his life, and when he was nearly ninety years old, under the guise of adopting an 'adopted daughter', he brought this fifteen-year-old middle school student into the mansion and completed the last marriage in his life. ”

"The officer surnamed Liu married thirteen wives in his life, and his wives were all buried under that willow tree in the end..."

"Nourishing the tree with the soul and using the blood as the guide, this is an evil feng shui forbidden technique, which is called raising evil spirits."

Tong Xuan raised the corners of his eyes in surprise, and his face was a little more strange, "No wonder, such a powerful willow tree spirit is actually willing to be a servant of a young man, it turns out that it was born by the ancestor of that young man 'z'." ”

After chatting with each other, we went to the city and returned to our accommodation, the 'inn'.

I glanced at Zen Wuchen, who had no tendency to get out of the car, and asked curiously, "Why don't you go up and sit down?" ”

Zen Xin Wuchen shook his head, "You have a bad spirit, you have to get rid of it quickly, I'm inconvenient, so I won't go up." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the weak Xuan Wuming again, and said, "He is not lightly injured, I should send him back to the coffin as soon as possible!" ”

"Do I have a scab on me?" I was confused again, and then glanced at Tong Xuan, "What is the situation of Zen Heart Wuchen saying that it clears the 'evil'?" ”

At this time, the car started again, and Zen Wuchen drove away with Xuan Wuming.

"Let's go back to the house first!" As he spoke, Tong Xuan's ghost aura materialized, and he shook his hand and pulled me into the room we rented.