"Yesterday I invited him away from your house, but I didn't expect the old ghost to be tempered enough......" Wen Shuo frowned, his expression showed pity and sympathy, and he persuaded in a reassuring tone: "Actually, it's not a big deal to think about this kind of thing." Uncle Liu, I understand that you are a bold person, and you are usually not afraid of heaven and earth, so even if the old Han is determined to harm you, don't be afraid, you are full of fire and yang, and ghosts should be afraid of you. Besides, he really killed you, and you will become a ghost by then, can you spare him? If you think so, your heart should be more down-to-earth and bold!"

When Liu Maohe heard this, it was really like this, and while he was grateful to Wen Shuo, he was also a little fluttering.

Who doesn't know that Lao Tzu is bold and ruthless?

In Liujiaying, who dares to go against Lao Tzu?!

But after thinking about it, Liu Maohe was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't care about his own image, so he said tremblingly: "Shuo, uncle doesn't want to be a ghost, besides, even if I'm not afraid of death, but, but the old Han wants to harm my family......"

"This ......" Wen Shuo was also worried, and scratched his head vigorously: "It stands to reason that he shouldn't be so stingy, you have already given me this house." ”

"It's not, hey......" Liu Maohe suddenly thought of something, slapped his head and said nervously: "Shuo, don't say dark words in front of the Ming people, uncle will tell you the truth, twenty years ago, the uncle often led people to criticize the old Han Tou, and it did toss him a lot, but at that time, I also had something unspeakable about the political atmosphere, besides, I was young and ignorant at that time, you talk to the old Han Tou, what conditions can be discussed." ”

"I see. Wen Shuo nodded, and then looked around in horror, his expression became more and more nervous, and he said urgently with anxiety: "Uncle Liu, give you this old mansion, I don't want it, I will compensate for your hard work." As for the matter between you and the old Han Tou, I can't control it, and I don't dare to manage it. ”

After saying that, Wen Shuo stuffed the key into the hand of Liu Maohe, who was stunned, and turned his head and walked out quickly.

Liu Maohe was so shocked that he hurriedly grabbed Wen Shuo's arm: "Hey, don't go!"

"I really can't take care of it. Wen Shuo said with a sad face.

"Why can't you take care of it? Yesterday you said in my house that the matter had been done, and you lied to me?!" Liu Maohe was shocked and angry, and hurriedly said: "You must take care of this matter to the end, you, you don't care, what should I do? Who the loves to go to this broken house, I am not rare, and I dare not ask for it! Shuo, you must not let it go, you say, how much money, I will give you money, you dare not care, Lao Tzu is not finished with you! If Lao Tzu is really killed by Lao Hantou, he will also pull you to be the back, and your mother, ah no, don't get me wrong, Shuo, you have to help me no matter what...... What am I, I'll repair this house for Lao Hantou, I'll cover the courtyard wall for him, install the gate, I'll give him a tablet, build a tomb for him, and erect a big monument, it's really not good, Lao Tzu will build a temple for him in the village, this will always work, right?"

Liu Maohe, half threatening and half pleading, said incoherently, it seemed that he was really moved, and it also scared Wen Shuo.

He stopped, and said with a sad face, very innocent and embarrassed: "Uncle Liu, don't you make it difficult for me? Yes, the old Han Tou taught me how to deal with this kind of thing before, but I have no experience in the altar method at all, and to solve the evil ghost that the old Han Tou has turned into, the slightest mistake in the altar method will kill me! Even if I don't make a mistake, let the old Han Tou's soul fly away, and I will lose my life, I, I'm still very young, what am I trying to do? Uncle Liu, you should find another master, oh yes, I kindly advise you, go to the field as soon as possible to inquire and find the real master, those people in the fairy bridge can't do it at all, don't waste time on them......"

"Where can I find a master?" Liu Maohe was about to cry, of course he knew that those fortune tellers on the Immortal Bridge were all liars.

"Anyway, I've said everything I need to say, don't embarrass me. Wen Shuo turned around and walked out quickly.

Liu Maohe strode after him anxiously, pulled Wen Shuo in the courtyard, and saw a villager passing by outside, so he hurriedly pretended to be calm, and frowned and lowered his voice: "Shuo, you just said that if you can raise the altar, then try it." If you dare to let it go, I will spread the truth about what you have learned from Old Han Tou, and I will tell everyone that you are doing the Fa in my house, so that everyone will know that you are Lao Han Tou's apprentice! You, you are a little magic stick, and I will tell others about Old Han Tou's harm to me......

"Village Chief Liu!" Wen Shuo looked flustered, and said angrily again: "Aren't you ruining me, we have no grievances." ”

"I can't help it!" Liu Maohe threatened in a pleading tone: "Shuo, you know who I am, others have begged me for so many years, when have I begged others? So this time, you must save me, I will not treat you badly!"

While saying this, Liu Maohe gradually showed a ruthless look, and at the same time stuffed the key into Wen Shuo's trouser pocket without saying a word.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Wen Shuo lowered his head and thought with a sad face, then looked up at Liu Maohe, gritted his teeth and said, "Village Chief Liu, you are really ...... Okay, I'm scared of you! But let's talk about it, 8,000 yuan, I'll give it to you for the money. In addition, through this incident, I can see who you are, and from now on, this little friendship between us is over!"

Having said that, and the matter is so dangerous and urgent, where would Liu Maohe care if he has a friendship with Wen Shuo? He gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll go and withdraw the money now, what else do you need to say quickly, don't let Lao Tzu run away all the time!"

"An old rooster that is more than three years old, eighteen pieces of blue-clothed paper, thirty-six pieces of yellow-clothed paper, two red candles, small ones, eighteen fine incense, and half a catty of rice and millet, and then go to the Chinese medicine store to buy two coins of cinnabar, a bottle of ink ......" Wen Shuo paused, shook his head and said: "I'll first see if there is any retention in the old Han Tou's house, if there is, there is no need to buy cinnabar, brushes, and yellow mounting paper, I have to draw a few more talismans, by the way, and then half a catty of glutinous rice." ”

"Is there anything else?" Liu Maohe frowned and said, "Where do you set up an altar?"

"Right here! Old Han Tou has left roots in his own house, and it is difficult to get rid of them. Wen Shuo looked behind him, and said: "After you buy a rooster, go back to your house first, kill it at the door of the hall, sprinkle some chicken blood inside and outside the door, don't scrub it, wait for me to get up the altar, whether it is successful or not, and then clean it in seven days." I remember to bring the dead rooster as soon as I sprinkled the chicken blood, and I had to use the chicken blood, cinnabar, and ink to draw the talisman together. Oh yes, you get a dog at home as soon as possible, preferably a black earth dog, male. ”

"Is there anything else you need?"

Wen Shuo shook his head, turned and walked back into the house.

"Don't look for it, I'll buy it all for you!" Liu Maohe turned around and ran out, and soon, the roar of the motorcycle engine sounded.

Wen Shuo, who had already entered the room, smiled lightly and hummed a small tune softly.

He first came to the West House, where the kitchen was cooking, the honeycomb coal stove had long been extinguished, and there were greasy and dirty windows, the one on the left side was ajar, and on the dusty windowsill, there were several bottles of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and on an old single bed next to the stove there was a large panel, and several bowls of all sizes were placed on the inside, and kitchen knives and frying spoons were hung on the wall, and a large water tank was covered with a lid made of sorghum stalks, and a water scoop made of gourds was placed on one side of the lid.

At the north end of the West House, two pillars tens of centimeters high and about one meter and a half apart were built with waste bricks, and a few old rafters were placed on the bricks, which were off the ground and moisture-proof, and several bags of grain were piled on them.

Wen Shuo shook his head, turned around and went to the East House again.

The east room was the bedroom, a single bed with no sheets on it, straw mats and reed mats spread on it. By the window, there is an old table in the corner of the east wall, and an old-fashioned iron circular lock plate is used in the middle of the two drawers on the left, so that the two drawers can be locked with a lock, and the drawer on the right side is not locked, and I don't know who opened it about ten centimeters, revealing a few talismans inside.

Wen Shuo pulled the right drawer completely open, took out a few talismans and looked at them casually, and then put them back.

He took the key to open the lock, removed the round lock, and pulled both drawers open—and as he expected, there were inkstones, brushes, plastic bags with cinnabar, and a pile of yellow paper, which had been cut out but had not yet been written.

There is also a palm-sized paper crane folded from yellow mounted paper.

Wen Shuo picked up the paper crane and frowned and looked at it a few times, and suddenly thought of something, so he dipped his right index finger in some saliva and smeared it on the eyes of the paper crane, while gently chanting a few spells...... On the paper crane, faint handwriting was immediately revealed.

Han Kehu once told Wen Shuo about the "paper crane rank letter", using pigeon blood to mix cinnabar and two drops of blood of the spellcaster, burning the "dark qi charm", casting spells and reciting spells, and writing letters on yellow mounted paper.

Opening the paper crane, a letter with a red font appeared in front of Wen Shuo's eyes:

Little fat man, by the time you open this letter, my first seven should have passed. Now, believe the mystical methods I taught you, right?

I guess, you kid will definitely find a way to make Liu Mao and a sum of money!

It's a pity that you are inexperienced and your vision is too low to open your mouth. Okay, just take it as cheap Liu Maohe, this guy is not a good person, so you must not feel a trace of guilt and anxiety. Moreover, if you don't cheat him for a sum of money, with this guy's heart, he will forget the pain after the scar, and he will definitely hate you because of this house in the future.

I used to think that after I died, I taught you all the mystics of this sect, but after you went to high school, you began to deliberately avoid me and no longer come to the Immortal Bridge, I can understand, but if you don't learn the mystical method for a long time, you will inevitably forget it, even if I die, I will use the mystical method to condense my soul for a period of time, go to meet you, awaken some memories in your subconscious that are about to be forgotten, and use it for you to cross a wisp of true qi for the time being, it is difficult for you to learn the mystical method of this sect.

Therefore, in the past two years, I have devoted my heart and soul to writing down all the mystical methods of this sect for you to study and study in the future. The notes are buried more than half a foot deep under the kitchen stove, and when you are sure that you have memorized everything in the future, burn the notes, and you can't leave a written record in this door, which is the rule in the door.

If you learn all the mystical methods of this sect, even if you don't do this in the future, at least, there is no harm.

As the saying goes, live and learn.

Little fat man, if you are still resentful of me for teaching you these things on the premise of confirming that the mystic law is true, and leave the old mansion to you without your consent, then, please have pity on me, a lonely old man, there is only one purpose for doing this - this mystic law must be passed on, and it can't be completely broken in my hands, otherwise, I won't be blind to death.

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