Gu Shaoting took this bundle of corpse ropes and walked around the village chief's house, just to make the corpse demon dare not come in, as for how to get rid of the corpse demon, presumably Gu Shaoting has not yet thought of a way.

The Taoist priest motioned for all of us to sit down, but now everyone was restless.

The sound of singing, sometimes far and sometimes near, was faintly mixed with the sound of rain, and I think everyone heard it.

"Dao, Dao, Dao Chief, don't you need to burn paper tonight?" A man stumbled and asked.

When the Taoist chief heard this, his eyes sank and he said: "Before, I thought that she didn't have a deep grudge against you, but she died suddenly, and the breath in her heart had nowhere to vent, so she would come to the village to do evil, but now it seems that it is not, since there is a deep hatred, then do you think this is a burning little paper money can be sent away?" ”

As he said this, his gaze swept over the faces of these men.

There were so many people in the hall, no one dared to look into the eyes of the Taoist.

This made me even more curious, and I couldn't help but have a bold conjecture, that is, the people who killed the girl in the troupe were these villagers, so the girl would turn into a corpse demon to take revenge.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, if I had known that this was the evil fruit you planted, then I would never have taken this life." The Dao Chief's face was extremely gloomy.

At this moment, he, like me, had already decided that it was the villagers who had killed the girl.

And these people in the village did not refute it.

Only the village chief said vigorously that it was not their fault.

"On the day when the family became difficult, he was sold into the drama troupe and practiced hard."

The atmosphere in the hall was already solemn, and suddenly, a sad opera sound came from above our heads, and everyone was frightened, and they all leaned in the direction of the Taoist.

The Taoist chief knew that it was too late to say anything, so he asked the village chief to prepare a pot of garlic, thread it one by one with a needle and thread, and then hang it around the necks of these villagers.

In addition, he also took out a pile of rune paper and a stick of incense from his robe, and wrote a charm on the rune paper and pasted it on the door frame of the hall, and the door of the hall was also closed by the Taoist, and three pieces of rune paper were pasted in the middle of the gap in the door.

Then he put the incense sticks on the top of the coffin in the hall and lit them, and then asked the village chief to prepare two more big roosters in case of emergency.

"Dao Chief, do you want to draw a charm or something on our body as well?" Da Chun was still rude to the Taoist this morning, and now, because of fear, he has become polite when he speaks.

The Taoist chief waved his hand and reminded them not to think nonsense, not to be afraid, just sit on the side and wait for the dawn.

"But? Aguina is going to be fine, right? "My aunt is always at ease with her son.

"There is Shaoting guarding him, you can rest assured." The Taoist chief was very calm, and he was very confident in Gu Shaoting.

When everyone heard the Taoist chief say this, they all fell silent.

A few villagers who were too tired sat on the wooden chairs on the side, and the village chief and his aunt were still standing, especially the aunt, who walked to the wooden door of the hall from time to time and listened to the movement outside.

In the middle of the night, the Taoist priest lit candles in the corners of the hall and on the wooden tables, and then sat down on the floor, and began to mumble something in his mouth.

I was also infected by this solemn atmosphere, and like Da Chun and them, I looked around from time to time, for fear that something would suddenly pop out.