I froze in place, not in the mood to pay attention to Wang Xi's father and son's question at all, staring at the Fei'e son with straight eyes.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Wang Xi walked over, patted me on the shoulder, and asked, "Brother Jiu, what's going on?" ”

I still didn't speak, my eyes kept on the Fei'ezi. He was stunned for a moment, shook my body vigorously, and said, "Brother Jiu, you are talking, why did the little paper figure pressed under the coffin fly out." ”

I glanced back at him, and I didn't know how to explain it to him, so I said, "Clear out the people outside the hall and close the door, if you let this Fei'e run out, something big will happen." ”

After speaking, I fished out some yellow paper and fragrance from the table of the Eight Immortals, inserted the fragrance in front of the coffin, folded the yellow paper in half, lit it, and threw it towards the Fei'ezi.

I don't know what's going on, but the Fei'e Zi fluttered her wings and stopped in mid-air, staring at me with a pair of small eyes.

To tell the truth, being stared at by this Fei'e Zi, I felt a little furious in my heart, and suddenly I suddenly remembered what Qing Xuanzi said, the resurrection of 'Grandma Fuxiao' will cause a plague, could it be that this thing in front of me is the source of the plague?

Thinking of this, I threw the yellow paper on hand more frequently, a lot of yellow paper, and threw it before I had time to light it, but Fei'e Zi stopped in mid-air, and the yellow paper was light, and it couldn't be thrown so high at all.

Unconsciously, I have thrown more than thirty pieces of yellow paper, and the people outside the hall have also been cleared, only Wang Dahua and her man are still outside to talk to Wang Xi about something.

At this moment, the Fei'e Zi seemed to go crazy and rushed out of the hall.

As soon as I saw this situation, I secretly screamed that it was not good, and came to the gate with an arrow, and was about to close the gate, when Fei'e Zi flew out with a 'swish', and pounced on Wang Dahua.

Suddenly, the king shouted and scolded: "Damn brute, even you dare to bully the old lady." ”

As she spoke, she scooped up a thumb-sized bamboo cane from the ground and hit Fei'e Zi.

One, two, three.

Every time she hit, she was dodged by that Fei'ezi, and the bamboo cane pounced on Wang Dahua herself, and she was already green in several places, which showed that she had a lot of strength at hand.

That Wang Dahua seemed to be completely angered by this Fei'ezi, and he couldn't care about his own pain, he scolded angrily, and the bamboo cane in his hand hit faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, I was a little stunned, the situation was a little wrong, how could Fei'e Zi pounce on Wang Dahua? Don't...? It shouldn't be like that, if that's really the case, I'm afraid this Wang Dahua won't live long.

Just when I was stunned, the battle between Wang Dahua and that Fei'e Zi became more and more intense, and Wang Dahua seemed to have completely lost his mind, and had already thrown away the bamboo cane in his hand and reached out to grab it on his head.

Each grab is accompanied by a large amount of hair falling out. This made those people on the side stunned and helpless.

What to do? What to do?

I'm a little anxious, if it goes on like this, Wang Dahua will definitely not live long, although she is not filial, but it is also a living life.

After thinking for a while, I had no clue, I threw it with yellow paper before, which was to treat Fei'e Zi as the ghost of the deceased, and let it take these yellow papers back into the coffin, but the yellow paper still didn't reach it at all, which meant that the deceased didn't accept the money.

For a while, I didn't have any opinions in my heart, and on Wang Dahua's side, half of her hair had fallen out, and there was a pool of blood stains on the ground, and the blood was wrapped around her hair, emitting a strong fishy smell.

Many of the people on the side had already left, and even her man stepped back, looking at the posture, he didn't intend to save her, but Wang Xi's father and son looked anxious on the side.

"Splash her with water!" I suddenly remembered that the body of the deceased was in the river, and the water should be of some use.

As soon as Wang Cheng heard what I said, he took three steps and walked in two steps, and ran towards the house, but in less than a minute, he walked over with a bucket of water, and without saying a word, he splashed it according to Wang Dahua.

Don't say it, the water is really useful, a bucket of water goes down, and Fei'e Zi falls from Wang Dahua's body to the ground, fluttering her wings. The little paper figure under its claws was splashed by the water, and the color faded a lot, and the name and birth date written on it in cinnabar, I don't know what was going on, it was gone, leaving only a very vague red cloud.

"Old sister, how are you?" Wang Chengcai put down the bucket in his hand, ran to Wang Dahua, and asked eagerly.

That Wang Dahua seemed to be a little unconscious, raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Chengcai, and fell to the ground without speaking.

I ignored these things, and strode up to the Fei'ezi, who was not lightly wounded, had broken a wing, and her eyes were not as sharp as before, but there was a strange thing that its pair of claws kept holding the little paper figure tightly.

I tried to break its claws, but they were so tight that I couldn't break them at all, as if someone had glued them to it.

I have some doubts in my heart, I can't say whether some legends in the countryside are true or not, but they are definitely not so vivid. If this is for outsiders to see, there is no doubt that this Fei'e Zi is the deceased, and the reason why it wants to pounce on Wang Dahua is nothing more than to teach her a lesson.

However, as a Eight Immortals, my sense of professionalism tells me that the truth of the matter may not be the case, and I have no objection to saying that there are ghosts in the world to take revenge, but, like this, it is absolutely rare.

After thinking for a while, I picked up the Fei'e Zi and put it in the palm of my hand, the Fei'e Zi was wet and weak, her wings fluttered slightly, and she glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at it, I always felt that there was something wrong with this Fei'ezi, and I couldn't say what was wrong.

Suddenly, my palm was cold, as if something had fallen on the palm of my hand, I tilted the Fei'e Zi slightly, and I saw that there was one more thing in the palm of my hand, the size of a mung bean, white, with a little gray, which was Fei'ezi's stool.

I smiled bitterly and was about to look for paper to wipe it, but I saw that Fei'ezi's fluttering wings stopped, and when I looked at its eyes again, it was already closed and dead.

Made, what's going on? Fei'ezi's vitality is extremely strong, let alone splashing a bucket of water, even if you put it in the water for a minute, it won't die so quickly, at most it will be weak for a while, and when it recovers, it will be able to spread its wings and fly immediately, but, now, why is it so easy to die? Don't...? Is it true that the ghosts of the dead become?

At this time, Wang Xi came over and said, "Brother Jiu, my father sent my eldest aunt to the hospital, what should I do about the funeral next?" ”

Hearing him say this, I came back to my senses, raised my eyes and looked around, that Wang Dahua and Wang Chengcai were really gone, presumably because they were too engrossed in things just now, and they didn't notice them leaving.