The old man, who had disappeared early in the morning, appeared at this moment, followed by a person, and he looked a little familiar, but the situation in front of me really didn't allow me to think about anything more.

I saw that the gossip bag seemed to have long legs, and it was about to enter the coffin.

The old man was so quick that he flew almost from the gate, pulled back the gossip bag, and threw it to the crazy girl. "Girl, you go first, go back to the store and solve the little beast in this bag first."

As soon as the old man came, the mad girl seemed to have a backbone, and she ran out of the yard with the bag in her hands and feet.

When you pass in front of me, don't forget to say, "You're not leaving?" Staying here is also a hindrance. ”

As soon as I heard this, I wanted to walk away, but I couldn't go at all. "I'm my grandfather's own grandson, how can I pick it up like you."

The crazy girl rolled her eyes at me, and the black eyes were almost gone. Before I could teach this girl a lesson, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Old man, do you see that? It has to be close at a critical time. "I ran to the old man. At this time, it is safest to stay by the old man's side.

It's not like the farther away you are, the more you can hide from it.

But the old man pushed me away, saying that I was in the way, and hated me so much that I gritted my teeth.

The thirteen coffins in the courtyard shook even more, especially the gloomy wooden coffin in the middle, which had already vibrated the coffin lid on the top, revealing the gloomy coffin opening, which made people get goosebumps when they looked at it.

"The crazy girl said that if she didn't feed this blood coffin, she would make trouble. But this is a coffin, what kind of moth can it make? I looked at the old man with a sense of timidity. Secretly scolding yourself for what you did just now, can't you just run away with the crazy girl?

"The blood coffin is covered with Wu Laoer's blood, if you can't eat Mu Ziniang, the blood coffin will suck up the blood of everyone in the vicinity." The old man looked at the dozen coffins in front of him with an extremely solemn expression, as if he couldn't think of any good way for a while.

Hiss...... I took a deep breath, how rare this Wu Lao Er must be. Paint the coffin with your own blood, it's strange if you don't die.

Suddenly, the demonic wind in the courtyard was fierce, rolling up the leaves and wood slag on the ground, blowing on the face and causing pain.

In the middle of the yin wind, a flickering figure slowly appeared.

"Dick...... Don't make a fuss, I'll go with you, all the time...... With you. The voice of the figure made me sure that it was Mu Ziniang.

"Mother? Mother, is that you? Mother, where are you, mother......" Mu Zi couldn't see his mother's soul. The soul of the person who died in vain is already weak, and Mu Zitian's eyes are not opened, and it is normal that he can't see his mother's soul.

And I, ever since I can see Wu Lao Er, and goodbye to that ghostly little ghost, it's like playing.

"Master, Mu Ziniang just took her breath, and her soul came out like this, aren't you afraid that your soul will fly away when you see the sun?" Looking at the slightly thin phantom, I couldn't help but sweat for this Mu Ziniang.

The old man sighed weakly, "Alas, the cycle of cause and effect. ”

And with the appearance of Mu Ziniang's soul, the coffin array also quieted down, but the thirteen coffins with the lid lifted seemed to have eyes, and the swarthy coffin mouth still made people look uncomfortable.

I saw that the phantom shadow slowly walked towards the coffin, approaching the edge of the coffin, but turned to look in the direction of Mu Zi. The phantom wanted to come back, but there seemed to be a force in the coffin that grabbed her, making the phantom unable to move.

"Let's go, let's go, you're too weak to get close to Mu Zi's body." The old man waved at the phantom.

The phantom turned around and threw himself into the coffin, and the coffin lid immediately closed the coffin with long hands and feet. The coffin, which was about to jump up, was also completely quiet at this time.

No matter how stupid Mu Zi was, he knew what was going on, and he went crazy and rushed to the gloomy wooden coffin in the middle, but he couldn't push the lid.

"Mu Zi, just answer your mother's words, this is what your Mu family owes to the second child." It's not just that the old man has compromised with a ghost that makes me wonder. The last sentence that the old man said: "I owe Wu Lao Er" made Mu Zi lose his strength in an instant, squatting next to the coffin, looking sad.

What do Mu Zi and her mother owe Wu Lao Er, and they need to repay it with this price?

The old man paced to the gloomy wood, his hands made a series of complex enchantments, and his mouth recited the Heart Sutra mantra: Reveal the truth of the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva......

The old man's enchantment became more and more fought, and the incantations he recited became faster and faster. Soon, Nuoda's coffin was surrounded by a halo of light like fire and light, and rose into the air.

As the coffin lifted off the ground, the ground where the coffin was originally placed suddenly collapsed, and there was a hole that was not big or small, just the size of a coffin.

The old man had a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, and he only heard him "drink" violently, and the coffin that had risen in the air fell into the hole suddenly. The twelve coffins around him instantly burst into flames, surrounding the old man.

"It's not good, old man, you don't want to die, come out quickly." I quickly jumped into the ring of fire to pull the old man out, but found that it was not hot, on the contrary, there was a kind of cool air from the yin spirit seeping through the soles of my feet, and I shivered on a hot day.

In the blazing firelight, I actually saw Wu Lao Er again, but there was more Mu Ziniang beside him. The two of them turned to me and grandpa and laughed. It's that grateful smile, not intimidating.

"Master, Wu Lao'er's soul has always lived in this coffin?" I asked.

Grandpa nodded, "The gloomy wood belongs to the yin, and the yin soul enters it, if you don't deliberately look for it, it's hard to find it." ”

No wonder Grandpa didn't find out that this Wu Lao Er had been hanging under his nose for more than a year. Dare to love this Wu Lao Er before he died, he arranged all this behind him.

The twelve coffins around the gloomy wooden coffin crackled, and in less than three minutes they were all burned to ashes. And the gloomy wooden coffin just fell into that strange hole, motionless.

Mu Zi sat on the ground and stared blankly at the coffin lid that could only be seen, and muttered, "Grandpa, my mother... She really won't have a reincarnation? ”

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out the dry tobacco pouch around his waist, squatted on the ground and lit the "bar" cigarette. "In troubled times, reincarnation is just another reincarnation calamity. In order to wait for your mother, Wu Lao Er has been a lonely ghost in the world for a year. Now, let's let them be a ghost couple first. When the time comes, your father's mind is gone, and there will be a day when you will be reincarnated. ”

Mu Zi listened to the old man's words, and stood up from the ground with a "whew". "I follow the so-called, I don't believe that there is really no norm in this world."

What do you mean? Follow me and you'll be able to have a routine? I'm a useless poor dick, when did I have this great ability? A series of question marks popped up in my mind.

But before I could ask, the old man also stood up, "That's all for later, let's finish your father's grave first." ”

Mu Zi didn't speak, but found a shovel and picked up the soil from the ground next to him one by one, and after a while, a small mound was piled up.

"Our Wujiatun'er was originally a treasure land for Tibetan wind and qi, but the two rows of willow trees planted by your father outside the yard leaked feng shui. Mu Zi, you go, cut down all those willow trees, pour the contents of this bottle, and burn the roots and trunks of the trees. "The old man didn't move himself, and he didn't let me help, but let the wood do the work.

By the time Mu Zi had cut down all the willows, it was already dark. According to Grandpa's instructions, pour the liquid from the small bottle and set the ghost willow on fire.

Faintly, I could see a little blue light coming from the burning willow trees.

Especially in the dark night, it looks very weird.

"Master, the willow tree...... Something is wrong. The old man's expression was extremely solemn at this time, and I knew that there should be some truth in this.

"The willow tree is also called the ghost willow, and Wu Lao Er just planted this ghost willow on the eye of our town. The eye of the array was supposed to keep the town safe, but it was pressed by willows. These two rows of willow trees were obviously manipulated by someone, and they were all about to become old ghost trees in the climate, and they were desperately suppressing the formation. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and it is strange if nothing happens. ”

The old man said that this is also cause and effect. He had known about the existence of this ghost willow for a long time. But before the time came, even if he cut down the willow tree, something else would inevitably happen.

Speaking of which, I finally know why the crazy girl said that this courtyard is a dead land.

Tsk, it looks like that dead girl really has two brushes.

The courtyard of Mu Zi's house became a cemetery in the blink of an eye, and he specified that he could not live in it. "Let's go, wood, let's go to my place first, and we'll squeeze in the evening."

Just as I pushed Mu Zi out of the courtyard gate, another person came out of the side coldly, and slapped me on the back of the head without a head. "Eldest nephew, you don't call people when you see the elders, it's rude."

I looked up and saw that the person who was talking was the same person who had been following my grandfather before. It stands to reason that he looks really good, his face is well-defined, his facial features are upright, and he looks like a standard little fresh meat nowadays.

But he looked at me with a hippie smile, and he was hated when he looked at it, and he was not a reliable master.

"No, who are you? Where did the neuropathy come from, how did it become my elder? "In the past few days, I have been stirred up by Wu Lao Er and crazy girls in turn. Leng Buding was slapped on the brain again, and he was also taken advantage of his generation, can I not blow up my hair?