Zhao Daochang took out a wooden sword from the suitcase, and when he saw the sword, he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was a lot more respectful to Zhao Daochang's attitude, rubbing his hands and saying, "This is the best jujube wood sword!" ”

"Have a vision, this is a good thing that has been passed down from my ancestors." Zhao Dao said proudly.

The old man hurriedly echoed and said, "It's indeed a good thing!" ”

Zhao Daochang smiled smugly and walked up to me, "Close your eyes." ”

I was busy closing my eyes and listening to Daochang Zhao walking back and forth in the room.

"Heavenly Law Spirit, Earth Law Spirit, Patriarch Decree ......" His voice became more and more sharp, and finally it was like a woman pinching her throat and shouting, "Leave quickly!" ”

With a bang, I felt a little hot in front of me, like squatting in front of the stove, and after a while, I was sweating a little.

"Ahh

I suddenly heard a miserable scream from Lamei, and then there was a sharp pain in the back of my head, as if someone had ripped off a layer of skin.

The jujube sword slammed into my shoulder, and the pain in the back of my head gradually subsided.

"Alright." Zhao Daochang said with a smile.

I opened my eyes, moved my hands and feet, and found that it didn't hurt at all, it was a red dot on the palm and instep.

Before she could say a word, Grandma was shouting outside for dinner.

Grandma made a big table of dishes, took out a bottle of liquor, hugged me, and said in a choked voice, "If it weren't for you today, I really don't know what to do, and if something happens to Tuzi, I won't be alive." ”

I also had red eyes, and I was busy wiping my grandmother's tears and coaxing her: "Grandma, don't cry." ”

The old man was also frightened, and thanked Daochang Zhao again and again.

Zhao Daochang waved his hand indifferently, "Little thing, eat quickly, Tuzi has been hungry for a day." ”

Grandma hurriedly ate, saw that it was dark, said to leave the dishes and chopsticks for her to brush tomorrow, and hurriedly left.

Lao Yutou used to tell his grandmother that he would be separated from me at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, otherwise it would not be good for me, and my grandmother kept paying attention to it, for fear of harming me.

"Brother Zhao Yi, I still don't understand, why do you want the bolt to dig the old deserted grave by the river?" Old Yu asked.

A meal, a bottle of wine, the two have already called each other.

Zhao Yihe's face was flushed, and he explained incomprehensibly: "I won't tell you, a few days ago, I happened to take over the funeral of the Sun family in Nianzigou Village, and occasionally passed by the short bun, and felt that something was wrong, and then I kept an eye on it secretly, and I would know that you want to use Shi Dangdang to suppress that piece of things, I thought about it for several days, and I always felt unsafe, and I wanted to see what was inside, so I found a plug." ”

"But, uncle, aren't you afraid of hurting Uncle Bolt?" I asked, puzzled.

"The bolt can be carried and nothing will happen." Zhao Yi pinched my face and asked with a smile, "Do you know why Uncle Bolt has only one child for so many years?" ”

I shook my head in a daze.

"Because he is hard, ordinary people can't stand it." He said.

It dawned on me that this was the case.

"That'...... What happened to Lamei? I heard her tell me she was in pain, but I was in pain too, why was that? "I endured it for a long time, and I still couldn't help it, and I couldn't understand why I suddenly had pain in my body, and I couldn't find the wound.

And the man who spoke nicely seemed to be protecting me......

Zhao Yi glanced at Lao Yutou, and he explained: "Lamei is your ghost immortal, the two of you are one, and you will hurt if Lamei is injured." ”

"What then?" I asked anxiously.

Zhao Yi said before that he drove Lamei away, so is there nowhere for Lamei to go? She's also injured, what can I do?

Zhao Yi glanced at Lao Yutou, lowered his head and did not speak.

Lao Yutou took a sip of wine and said worriedly: "Zhao Yi, in your opinion, what's going on with Lamei?" ”

Zhao Yi said with a straight face: "I guess someone stole Lamei's body, Lamei died unjustly, she has a heavy grievance, and she is easy to fall into the evil way, and now she is not a ghost and fairy of the earth, and there is no restraint ......" Speaking of this, he paused and said: "In this way, go to the short bun, you have to find Lamei's body first." ”

Old Yu hesitated for a long time before he hummed, "I'll go up and have a look tomorrow." ”

"You'll have to remember to call a few chickens." Zhao Yi said.

The old man responded.

I don't understand Zhao Yiwen's crepe words, and I don't understand why I want to call the people who belong to the chicken, in the past, Lao Yutou asked people to go up the mountain to help, and they were called dragons and tigers.

Lao Yutou saw my doubts, touched my head with a smile, and explained: "Lamei is a rat, and it is safer to find a man who belongs to a chicken to follow." “

I see.

Lao Yutou and Zhao Yi drank for a while before going to clean up and sleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as we got up, Yu Jianguo brought someone over, saying that the person belonging to the rooster had found it.

Zhao Yi and Lao Yutou did not delay, and directly led people up the mountain.

I grabbed Lao Yutou's hand tightly, and I felt a little uncomfortable from the moment I got on the short bun, and I was always a little inexplicably afraid.

Zhao Yi walked a few steps with a compass in his hand and was about to stop to take a look, and finally stopped under a big locust tree to the west of the dwarf bun.

"Right here." He put away the compass and said, pointing to the place with the most dead leaves in front of him.

Old Yu nodded to Yu Jianguo, and called a few men who came with him to come forward and dig up.

Several people are good at work, and their movements are fast, that is, it takes five or six minutes to dig out a coffin in that place.

I stretched out my neck to look at it, and when I got on it, my legs trembled with fright, and I shrank behind the old man's head, this coffin was exactly the same as the one dug up in the old deserted grave by the river!

Zhao Yi stepped forward and lifted the lid of the coffin, and a smell of blood mixed with a rancid smell wafted out.

In front of the coffin was a small jar, next to it was a paper figure with nails on all fours, and a ceramic bowl with half a bowl of blood in it.

The general arrangement is the same as the coffin in the old deserted grave, except that there is no incense or candles here.

Zhao Yi turned the paper figure over, and there were words written on the back of the paper figure, but I looked at it for a long time but I didn't know what was written.

It's not that I don't know it, but the radicals and strokes of those words are all out of order, and at first glance they look like words, but when you look closely, they are not.

"Mourning!" Zhao Yi and Lao Yutou exclaimed at the same time, and the two glanced at each other, both with solemn faces.

Lao Yutou took a few steps forward and said, "This is Lamei's birthday." ”

My heart was cold, no wonder Lamei cried out in pain, the paper figure with her birthday written on it was nailed to her hands and feet, which was equivalent to her own hands and feet nailed.

But, the text?

"Dad, what is the text?" I asked.

"It's a text for the dead." He explained.

I was amazed that there were words for the dead!

"It's another game." Zhao Yi said in a deep voice, and suddenly turned his head to look at me.

I was furious by him, and I hid behind the old man.

Old Yu patted me on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "What should I do with this?" ”

Zhao Yi opened the jar and smelled it, pondered for a while and said: "If I guessed correctly, the ashes in the jar should be Lamei's, her body has been ruined, and her soul is controlled by others, the only way is to ruin this Yin Gathering Bureau, but if the situation is ruined, Lamei will never be able to leave." ”