There were two banquets in the small courtyard, and the Song family had drunk three rounds of dishes and five flavors, and they were gathering together in groups to win and talk, and suddenly an old Taoist jumped at the door.

More than a dozen people looked at each other in a daze, stunned, and the noisy courtyard was quiet for a short time.

Lao Dao has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and has already practiced the magic skills of King Kong's face, he holds a compass in his hand, his expression is grim, and he spends his eyes in the courtyard regardless of more than a dozen eyes.

"You ......"

Song Hu's father got up and wanted to ask.

"Shut up!"

Lu Laodao suddenly snorted coldly, blocking Song Hu's father's words back into his throat.

He walked in seven star steps, wandering around the courtyard clearing. The compass in the palm of your hand rotates rapidly.

Suddenly, the compass pointer was silent, firmly pointing to the southeast corner of the courtyard.

"There it is!"

Lu Laodao's pupils shrank, he pulled out the peachwood sword at his waist, and threw it with his hand.

Buzz –

Wow –

In a burst of exclamations, the peachwood sword turned into an afterimage, rotating in the air in an unscientific way, and drew a gossip map in an instant.

"Broken!"

Lu Laodao shouted, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and threw it into the sky.

The glutinous rice shot out, and suddenly it seemed to touch something in mid-air, and blood suddenly oozed out, losing its strength and scattering on the ground, leaving a blood mark on the ground.

Lu Laodao was relieved, and changed back to the peach wood sword with a sigh of relief.

I saw that the peachwood sword was like a flying sword, turning back in front of Lao Dao, and the feathers fell lightly in his palm.

The diners who watched such a miraculous scene were dumbfounded, and the sound of dishes and chopsticks falling to the ground sounded one after another.

"This Taoist has just ...... What happened......? Song Hu's father stood up tremblingly, his voice trembled, and his raised palms trembled.

Lu Laodao held the peach wood sword in his palm, grabbed the red spike at the hilt of the sword and hung it on his waist, and said with a solemn expression after putting away the peach wood sword: "Fellow donors, someone has placed a soul detention formation here for you, and this kind of magic is poisonous, I am afraid that it is aimed at the one in the coffin." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the diners were shocked. Before they could recover from the previous scene, they heard the words "Soul Detention Array", and their hearts trembled.

A group of relatives and friends were in a tremble, and they didn't dare to stay here when they heard that it was haunted.

"Big brother, it's not too early, let's go back first......"

A flat-headed man suddenly stood up and fled out of the courtyard in a panic.

Someone took the lead, and the rest of the relatives retreated, or made excuses or slipped away without saying a word, and for a while the car outside the door kept starting.

In less than half a minute, the previous hustle and bustle was gone. There were two tables of leftovers, leaving only Song Hu's parents standing still.

Song Hu's father had just come back to his senses, his face trembled, and he trembled: "Dao Chief, what you said is true...... you?" ”

"Is there any truth in the old way?" Lu Daoren raised his hands and shook them, dropped his sleeves to his elbows, stepped over the chair without any notice, and sat down at the table.

"What enemies have you provoked lately?"

Song Hu's parents glanced at each other and replied blankly: "No...... We're all part of the family. ”

Lu Daoren picked up a pair of chopsticks used by others, turned his head and tail, picked up the meat and vegetables with a clean side and stuffed them into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It is related to whether your child can be reincarnated, as well as the future fortune of your family, it is best to think carefully before talking." ”

Song Hu's parents pondered and meditated, trying to search for enemies who might harm them.

Lao Dao's expression is leisurely, not as righteous and awe-inspiring as before. He fiddled with the leftovers, picked out a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewing as he said, "If someone you don't know has appeared recently, it can also be counted among them." ”

Lu Li's black eyes standing outside the iron gate moved slightly.

Lao Dao, is this to guide Song Hu's parents to think of themselves and pour black water on themselves......

Lu Daoren's words fell, and Song Hu's parents remembered the leader who came in the morning almost at the same time.

They were about to call out Lu Li's name when a voice sounded outside the door and interjected horizontally.

"For example, whether there are villagers who come together on their own initiative, or outsiders who pretend to be colleagues."

Lu Li suddenly walked out from behind the door, and Song Hu's parents were so frightened that they opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

"This is a Qianqingguan Ludao person." Lu Li's face was calm and introduced to Song Hu's parents: "I like metaphysics, and when I came to visit the two of you in the morning, I felt that the pattern here was not right, so I went to Hutou Mountain Qianqingguan to invite Lu Daoren." The two of you can rest assured that the Ludao people are in the limelight in Pingling City, and those who have used it say that it is good. ”

Lao Dao's movements were sluggish, and the pit he dug was so easily dissolved made him unhappy, so he sped up the speed of picking vegetables to relieve the depression in his heart.

Song Hu's parents were suspicious of Lu Li by a few words from Lao Dao, but with Lu Li's appearance and acquaintance with Lao Dao, they were dissipated, and they shook their heads blankly and said, "We really can't think of it...... Xiaohu, he leader, do you know who it is? ”

"These two have to ask the Ludao people."

"Of course there is a solution, tonight is the first seven of your sons. I'll stay here in the mourning hall and observe. If there is no abnormality, it means that the soul detention formation has been cracked by me. If there is an abnormality, I will solve the formation again. ”

Lu Daoren's tone was casual, and he raised Erlang's legs and shook them non-stop: "During this time, you can go upstairs or hide outside." Just vacate the mourning hall and the courtyard, and I'll be the only one. ”

"I'll stay too, maybe I can help." Lu Li said.

Lu Daoren glanced at him, and seemed to acquiesce without saying a word.

Song Hu's parents did not doubt him, they were old and did not know much, so it was easy to believe these ghosts and gods. Not worried at all that Lao Dao and Lu Li might be liars, they didn't even lock the finances and doors of their homes, and hid in other places for refuge.

After they left, Lu Li sat down beside Lao Dao.

The people in the previous position seemed to be very fond of gnawing bones - chicken bones, ribs, and spines piled up into a small mountain.

Lu Li frowned, picked up his chopsticks and brushed aside the pile of bone residues, then turned his head and asked, "How do you know that there will be ghosts here soon." ”

Lao Dao brought a plate of pig's head meat from the adjacent table, put it in front of him to pick and choose, and said: "Lao Dao, I have been catching ghosts for more than 20 years, how can I do it without any housekeeping know-how." ”

"Will Song Hu appear when he is a child?"

"Maybe cough cough ......" Lao Dao choked on chili peppers, coughed a few times, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Boy, I advise you not to investigate deeply." This soul-detaining formation must have been done by someone in the Xuanmen, if your small body is targeted, you won't know how to die even if you die. ”

"Soul Detention Formation?" Lu Li was slightly stunned.

Lao Dao laughed twice, and glanced at Lu Li teasingly: "Do you think I was acting just now?" ”

If the old way is not lying, then that is to say...... This courtyard really has a soul detention formation.

Things got confusing in an instant.

Song Hu was just an ordinary clerk, did he have anything to mean by being assigned a soul detention formation?

And since Song Hu's family has a soul detention formation, does it show that it ...... Was his death not accidental, but man-made?

Di Di Di Di - Di - Di

The phone suddenly rang agitatedly at this moment.

Lu Li turned off the automatic timer and raised his eyes to look at the dark coffin in the mourning hall.

Time is zero, and midnight has arrived.