Chapter Ninety-Three: Bury the Soul!

The ghost thing still walked silently, the speed of walking, it was really slow, when he came to Zhang Xuan, he suddenly knelt on the ground: "Master, I didn't hurt my children and grandchildren, I only have one thought, as long as my children and grandchildren live well, this is more important than anything else, no matter how many grievances I receive, I am willing to ......"

Sure enough, the old lady didn't know that her obsession had affected her children and grandchildren, but from the current point of view, this old lady is a kind ghost, what is her obsession?

"As the saying goes, dust to dust, soil to earth, you are dead, don't worry about your children and grandchildren, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, no matter how much you care, it's useless, but because of your concern, it has seriously caused confusion to your son." Zhang Xuan had the posture of a master, and slowly communicated with the old woman.

"Master Mingjian, I didn't harm my children and grandchildren, really...... Over there, I always hope that my sons are doing well, how can I hurt them, please master must investigate clearly! The old lady looked confused, but she was still trying her best to protect her children and grandchildren.

Could it be that her obsession is to come back to see her children and grandchildren?

"Your son is doing very well, and now he is the leader of the Qingshui County military, and he is also the glory of his ancestors, so don't worry about them, you may not know that your obsession has turned into a devil and come back to guard your son's side, in this way, you may be unintentional, but it really disturbs your son." Zhang Xuan continued slowly.

The old woman took a deep breath and said, "Yes, but I really don't want to!" ”

"I know you don't want to, but the reality is already like this, tell me, in which areas can you not let go of your son?" Zhang Xuan knew that as long as he cracked the knot, the nightmare would no longer exist.

But at this time, suddenly Wu Xiaotian rushed in: "Mother, are you back?" ”

The old woman knelt and moved her body and approached her son, but she didn't dare to touch her son, she just knelt a meter away, kept wiping her dry eyes, and couldn't cry for a long time: "Son, you are an official, you are still not a small official, this is great, being a mother, it is worth dying." ”

"Mother, my son is not filial, and I have made you suffer." When Wu Xiaotian saw his mother, he couldn't help crying.

"It's okay, as long as Xiaotian is doing well, everything doesn't matter, it's worth it how much my mother suffers over there." The old woman stretched out her hand and used her hands to hold her son.

"Mother, your hand is ......" Wu Xiaotian trembled, and a big man couldn't cry anymore.

The old woman's outstretched hand quickly retracted: "Xiaotian, I'm fine, this is really nothing, this bit of pain can be exchanged for your high-ranking and wealthy life, mother, it's worth it!" ”

"Mother, it's my fault, it's all my fault!" Wu Xiaotian said, stretched out his hand, and stroked his mother's arm with his trembling hands.

Zhang Xuan found at this time that the old woman's ten fingers were dripping blood, and the location of the blood was on the nails of each finger.

Zhang Xuan looked at the position where the old woman knelt again, and there were actually some blood stains on the ground.

Zhang Xuan got up and came to the old woman's side, and saw that her kneeling feet and ten fingers were also bleeding constantly.

This is?

Zhang Xuan had never seen this situation, squatted down, and said, "Old lady, what's wrong with your fingernails and toenails, people have been dead for many years, and they are still bleeding, shouldn't they?" ”

"Master, it's okay, it's a disease I have."

"Can a ghost get sick?" Zhang Xuan asked rhetorically.

The old woman looked a little flustered, and replied, "Yes, ghosts, like people, will get sick." ”

"Mother, just tell the master the truth, don't hide it anymore, all this is my sin." Wu Xiaotian had a handful of snot and tears.

"Son, don't talk nonsense, I'm really fine!"

"Mother, I really didn't know it would be like this, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

Zhang Xuan's face was confused, what was going on?

"Mother, go ahead, don't worry about my son anymore, you also saw it, my son is now on the rise and has become a big official, don't worry about me anymore."

"Son, that mother is gone, you have to be well." The old woman got up from the ground, bowed to Zhang Xuan, and then limped away again.

Before the matter was dealt with, she left, and Zhang Xuan was about to catch up.

At this time, Wu Xiaotian grabbed Zhang Xuan's arm and said, "Little Master Zhang Xuan, I know why this is happening, didn't you say that the heart knot is untied, and it will be fine, I know my mother's heart knot, let her go." ”

Zhang Xuan scratched his head, damn, dare to invite Lao Tzu over, this is how he watched the excitement, what did he do earlier!

The old woman limped and walked away slowly, Wu Xiaotian knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Finally, in the distant night where the old woman had disappeared, there was no trace of her again.

Zhang Xuan saw that Wu Xiaotian was still kowtowing on the ground, so he helped him up and said, "Your mother has already left, are you sure you already know the crux of the problem?" ”

Wu Xiaotian wiped his tears and finally told the truth.

"All this blames me, blames me...... It was my selfishness that caused my mother to suffer unspeakably miserable ghost days......"

It turned out that when Wu Xiaotian was a teenager, he was still a cattle herding baby for the landlord.

One day, when he was sleeping under a tree, he saw a Taoist priest holding a gossip mirror looking for something, and came to a small mound, and the Taoist priest suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...... Hahaha...... This place is very spiritual, it is really an excellent place for funeral, if the ancestors are buried here, the future generations will be talented. ”

With that, the priest squatted down and buried a stone on the mound as a marker.

Wu Xiaotian witnessed this scene, and thought to himself that if his ancestors were buried here, he would definitely be able to soar in the future.

Wu Xiaotian then ran home and asked his mother where was the grave of his ancestors?

The mother then asked her son, why did he suddenly ask this?

The son told his mother what he had seen and heard, and his mother pondered for a while and said: "The provincial city is in turmoil, your father died in a military accident, I took you to flee here, the graves of the ancestors have long been dug up, but I got a method from a Mr. Yin and Yang that your father knew, which can be used as the grave of the ancestors!" ”

"How?"

"Bury the soul!"

So the old lady cut off her ten fingernails, and cut off all ten toenails, and cut a piece of hair, put it in a wooden box, and gave it to her son: "Son, you bury this box in that place, and you will definitely become a big man in the future." ”

Wu Xiaotian went to bury the box with him, and seven days later, his mother suddenly died.

Wu Xiaotian guessed that it might have something to do with burying the soul, but he didn't care, since his mother was dead, he found a new place to bury it.

Not long after, a bandit broke into the village and killed the landlord, Wu Xiaotian led everyone to fight the bandits, and annihilated the bandits of hundreds of people using stratagem and mountain terrain.

Wu Xiaotian became famous in one fell swoop, and the county official ordered him to enter the city to be an official!