"The little woman Shen Yun has seen the Taoist!" That night, a female ghost in a big red robe appeared in front of Lu Bao, but she didn't dare to approach, so she could only salute Lu Bao from a distance.

"Well, healed?" Lu Bao asked.

"Yes, I am under the care of the Taoist during this time, otherwise, the slave family may have been scattered." The female ghost Shen Yun said.

"It would be great if you heal your injuries, and I have some questions for you here." Lu Bao nodded and said.

"Dao Chief, excuse me!" Shen Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"First question, where is your grave?" Lu Bao looked at Shen Yun and asked.

"My grave?" When she heard this question, Shen Yun fell into a state of memory.

Lu Bao didn't speak, but quietly waited for Shen Yun's answer.

"I don't know where my grave is, and when I woke up that day, I was already in the house that day, and I don't know how I got here." Shen Yun finally shook his head and said after recalling for a while.

"Second question, do you have an impression of this comb?" Lu Bao took out the red comb and said.

"This, it looks like the comb I wore when I got married, right?" Shen Yun took the comb and looked at it for a while before saying.

After listening to Shen Yun's two answers, Lu Bao secretly said in his heart, sure enough, he had already guessed this result, but he still wanted to confirm it in person.

Now with Shen Yun's answer, Lu Bao is even more sure that all this that happened in Renjiazhen must have been done on purpose, but now I don't know who the other party is, and I don't know what the purpose is, but one thing is certain, the people who laid out the layout are definitely not well-intentioned.

"Isn't the slave family useless?" Shen Yun lowered her head and said.

"No, strictly speaking, you are also a victim of this matter, I think you have been controlled from the moment you died, and even before you died, you were already targeted." Lu Bao shook his head and said.

"Then, Dao Chief, what should I do now?" Shen Yun looked at Lu Bao pitifully and said.

"Don't worry, since someone has been laying out for thirty years, then, this person will definitely appear, the curse on your body is the best illustration, wait, sooner or later one day we will find this person." Lu Bao said.

Time turned, two months passed, and during these two months, the female ghost Shen Yun has been living in Yizhuang, but most of the time she has been quietly accompanying Lu Bao.

"Senior brother, there is a troupe singing a big opera tonight, do you want to listen to it?" Wen Cai asked.

"What day is it? How can there be a troupe singing? Lu Bao frowned and said.

"I don't know, the stage has already been set up, but it's a little late, it won't start until midnight, senior brother, will you go?" Wen Cai shook his head and said.

"Don't go!" Lu Bao shook his head and said.

In the middle of July, the ghost door opened, today is July 14th, and it will be half of July after 0:00, where will there be any opera troupe singing?

Lu Bao thought that Wen Cai was joking with him, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and still read and practiced, until he found out in the middle of the night that something seemed to have happened.

"Dao Chief, I heard Wen Cai say, there is a play tonight, should I go?" After dark, Shen Yun came to Lu Bao's room and asked.

"Got a joke?" Lu Bao frowned and said.

"Yes, today is July 14, and tomorrow is July and a half, it seems that the ghost door is open in July and a half, and the ghosts of the underworld can go back to the sun to receive sacrifices, and it seems to be a joke here." Shen Yun nodded and said.

"You've heard that before?" Lu Bao looked up at Shen Yun and asked.

"Yes, yes, I have nothing to do for a year, I stay in the grave every day, and I can only walk around in July and a half, and it's not bad to listen to the play." Shen Yun said with a chick pecking rice.

"In the middle of July, the ghost door is opened, and the singing is also for the ghosts, I damn it, Wencai and the two fools are going to have an accident." Lu Bao suddenly realized something.

"It's sung to ghosts, but as long as you don't run around, you can listen to it, but if you get taken away, it's troublesome." Shen Yun thought for a while and said.

"Don't go anywhere today, take it with you in the ancestral hall obediently, something may happen today." Lu Bao said helplessly.

Wencai and Qiusheng are two stupid people who go to listen to ghost shows, so it's strange if nothing happens, I'm afraid there is a toss today.

"Oh, then I'll listen to the sermon." Shen Yun reluctantly responded.

Obviously, she really wanted to listen to the play, but since Lu Bao asked her not to run around, it must have made sense, although she didn't know what was going on, Shen Yun still chose to be obedient.

"Okay, you go back to the ancestral hall, I'm going to find the master." Lu Bao said helplessly.

has been in this world for more than ten years, and Wencai has known each other for almost ten years, and Lu Bao has now fully realized that it is not easy for Uncle Jiu, because these two guys are too capable of causing trouble, every time if it is not for Lu Bao and Uncle Jiu wiping their butts, I am afraid that these two guys have died now I don't know how many times.

"Master, Wencai and Qiusheng have gone to the play." Lu Bao came to Uncle Jiu's room and said helplessly.

"These two bastards!" After listening to Lu Bao's words, Uncle Nine immediately stood up, and he couldn't cultivate tonight.

After all, Uncle Nine has been practicing for so many years, so he naturally knows what he is singing for in the middle of July, and he actually went to listen to the opera at this time, isn't this looking for death?

"I'll go get them back now." Uncle Nine put on his clothes and was about to go out.

"I'm afraid it's too late to go now, I think it's better to find a way to solve the follow-up things." Lu Bao said with a bitter face.

"These two guys are really getting more and more unpresentable." Uncle Nine sat down again and said.

Uncle Nine also knew that it was too late now, so he could only wait to wipe Wen Caiqiusheng's buttocks.

"Master, just now Shen Yun has some clues there, she said that she often goes to the theater in the seventh and a half years, so it can be seen that she was buried in a place with the custom of singing to ghosts in the seventh and a half months, and as far as I know, only the generation of Renjiazhen has such a custom, I'm afraid she was a person from a nearby town before her death." Lu Bao said.

"Well, the opera in the middle of July is also in the vicinity of ten miles and eight towns, and at most it will affect one or two hundred miles, and it may be people nearby, but we haven't been here thirty years ago, so we have to check it out if we want to know the results." Uncle Nine frowned and nodded.

Lu Bao nodded and didn't speak, Uncle Nine was right, they had only been in Renjia Town for more than ten years, and they really didn't know what happened earlier, and if they wanted to know what happened thirty years ago, they still had to find a way to investigate.