I saw that the colored clothes burned very slowly, and the color of the flame was also very strange, showing a dark blue, I thought it was my eyes that were dazzled, so I quickly rubbed my eyes and looked carefully.

That's right, it's dark blue.

When I saw this, I was puzzled, what was going on? Supposedly, the flame should be red, and even if the color of the paper affects the color of the flame, it will definitely not be this dark blue.

The Qing Xuanzi also seemed to notice that the color of the burning was wrong, and walked towards me, without speaking, a pair of eyes stared directly at the flame, staring at it for about ten seconds, his face sank, and muttered: "Could it be... The resentment is too heavy, and the requiem spell is useless? ”

"Too much resentment?" I asked, confused.

He glanced back at me and said in a deep voice, "The dead are unwilling to be buried in the ground, and there may be deaths." ”

As soon as I heard this, my whole heart hung up, as the so-called soil for peace, after the death of ordinary people, as long as they are buried in the ground, the grievances and grievances before life will fade a lot, how can there be a dead person, I asked the doubts in my heart.

After hearing this, he shook his head and said that this was his intuition, and he didn't know what was going on.

I didn't know what to say about this, so I could only keep my eyes fixed on the colored clothes, and it took about three or four minutes to burn them, and most of the colored clothes were burned, and I stretched out two fingers to the eight immortals on the east and west sides of the tomb, meaning to let them kill the chickens.

It is worth mentioning that this circle of chicken blood, each chicken drops half a circle, representing the two qi of yin and yang, and has the meaning of yin and yang in it, wishing the deceased peace in the next life.

When they finished dripping chicken blood, the color of the flame didn't seem to be as blue as before, faintly mixed with some light red, which made me and Qing Xuanzi breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Just when we thought that the color of the flame would return to normal, the colored clothes suddenly burned faster, as if someone was blowing air next to it, and in a few seconds, the flame burned to the bottom of the bowl.

As soon as I saw this situation, I glanced at Qing Xuanzi, but no one spoke, even the eight immortals on the side seemed to find that this situation was wrong, and the whole scene suddenly calmed down.

Suddenly, the tall man screamed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the pair of empty bowls, and his words were not good, "The bowls... Bowl... The bowl moved. ”

I looked at the place where he pointed and saw the two empty bowls lying there quietly, not moving, so I cast my puzzled eyes on the tall guy.

When the tall guy saw me looking at him, his face was a little solemn, and some fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said, "Just now... That... The bowl moved. As he spoke, he pointed to the empty bowl on his left.

I was about to speak, but Qing Xuanzi spoke, and he said, "That empty bowl is pressed with red clothes, and it is burned for the little girl." ”

After speaking, he seemed to remember something, secretly screamed badly, walked over with an arrow, reached out and picked up two empty bowls, and saw a round green paper on the right, particularly round, with some black ashes on the side, and the left side was empty, nothing.

I was stunned for a moment, walked over to the Qing Xuanzi, and said, "What's the matter?" This red dress is pressed with an empty bowl, and it is supposed to leave a round red paper, so how can it be burned? ”

He ignored me, stared at the grave with a pair of eyes, his lips trembling a little, and said, "Oh, no, that little girl has become an evil ghost, a evil ghost, a dead man, a dead man." ”

As he said this, his legs shook violently, and it was the first time I had seen him so out of shape since I met Qing Xuanzi.

I was a little anxious, so I pulled him and asked him, "Dao Chief, what's wrong?" ”

He still ignored me, and repeated the previous words in his mouth, which made my heart more and more anxious, and I didn't care about the usual respect, so I shook him a few times and said, "Dao Chief, what's the matter, why do you say that the little girl has become a demon?" ”

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes stared at me for a long time, and then he pinched his fingers and calculated, before he spit out eight words, the fate is in six years, good and evil are unpredictable.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him what he meant. He thought for a moment and said uncertainly: "Xiaodao just counted the little girl's eight characters, and it turned out... Calculate that she will be destined for you in six years. ”

As soon as I heard this, I took a sharp breath and asked in a trembling voice: "Dao Chief, don't scare me, the little girl is dead, how can she have a relationship with me?" ”

He frowned and said, "This is also where Xiaodao wonders, the little girl is obviously dead, why is she destined for you six years later, this is too incredible." ”

"Did you miscalculate?" I asked in a whisper.

The Qing Xuanzi glared at me angrily, and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think this is possible?" ”

I shrunk my neck and said embarrassedly, "Dao Chief must have calculated correctly, there should be some special reasons in it." ”

He listened to me say this, nodded, and said, "Six years later, that little girl will not be related to you, but she will have some fate with someone next to you." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was a little stunned, and was about to speak, but he stopped and said, "The path is limited, and I can't do anything more, but I can only tell you that the will of heaven is like this, and in six years, you will know the reason for this." ”

Since he's said so, what else can I say? I had to ask him, "Then what do you mean by the evil spirit?" ”

He didn't speak, but his face sank, and he recited a few words that I didn't understand, raised the empty bowl in his hand, slammed the two empty bowls to the ground, and shouted, 'Bah! ’。

As these words fell, the two empty bowls fell to the ground, one of them shattered, and the other turned around the ground several times, and came to rest on the ground intact.

Some things are also very weird, the bowl was originally completely parked on the ground, and I don't know if it was the eight immortals who were sleepy and knocked over the tribute, or if it was already destined in the dark, suddenly a piece of pork flew out from the rear and smashed it on the bowl impartially.

Incredibly, the pork actually smashed a corner on the empty bowl, which made all of us look at the empty bowl in disbelief, and said that it was too coincidental.

Seeing this, the Qing Xuanzi laughed, put his arm around my shoulder, and said excitedly: "Xiao Jiu, do you see it?" ”

I nodded, didn't speak, and looked behind me, and saw a Eight Immortals dozing off, and there was an empty bowl next to him, and it is worth mentioning that the empty bowl originally contained a piece of pork, which was intended to be used for sacrifice after the burial.

Seeing this, I smiled, the kind of smile that came from the heart. It is said that if you do more good deeds, you will have a good fate, if you don't guess wrong, the bowl will not break, maybe it will be as Qing Xuanzi said, and there will be death. As for who died, as far as I guess it should be Qin'er.