Under the moonlight, the candlelight was brighter, illuminating Xu Shu's face yellow.

At this time, a shadow appeared at the corner of the house in front of the altar, and the shadow was the shadow that Ah Liang was familiar with, and it was the shadow of his father Mo Dou.

Ah Liang trembled, subconsciously turned his head and glanced into the hall, on the bed in the hall, his father's body was lying quietly, and there was only one explanation, that shadow was his father's soul.

The results of burning paper were also seen, and the hand that handed the paper to the brazier froze, and roasted it directly on the fire, until it hurt, and then instantly retracted and subconsciously retreated.

"Don't stop, keep burning paper." Xu Shu whispered.

At this time, Xu Shu held the spirit flag, guided the soul to come, and then put the shadow treasure under the spirit flag.

Seeing that Xu Shu could control the scene and that it was his father again, Ah Liang's courage became bigger, and he approached Xu Shu's side and whispered, "Can he speak?" ”

"Can you understand the?" Xu Shu asked rhetorically.

Ah Liang shook his head decisively, people can't fully understand what they say, not to mention that ghosts have never heard of it, how can they understand it.

"Now that the revenant soul is not over seven, it is not good for him to speak, and he may not be able to speak, now it is just for you to see, and more importantly, this soul cannot be compared to other revenant souls, he is not dead yet." Xu Shu analyzed it to Ah Liang.

What Xu Shu said makes sense, for example, the person who lost his soul, the current Mo Dou is actually about the same, this kind of soul can't be called a ghost strictly speaking, so it doesn't have the ability to be a ghost, including talking about ghosts, so Xu Hong encountered it, he didn't attack people, but chose to escape.

After a while, Xu Shu let go of the shadow again, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, in order to be on the safe side, Xu Shu used another question charm to find out Mo Dou's Yangshou to the underworld.

The result is that Mo Dou actually has more than ten years to live, which shows that his old man can't die, otherwise the prefecture won't accept it.

Of course, the answer you get can't be told to Ah Liang, otherwise it will be considered a leak of the heavenly machine, which will be unfavorable to the person who leaks the heavenly machine, and it will damage Yang Shou.

This conjugation is just a conjure, Ah Liang has already convinced Xu Shu's ability, including the results, and he is convinced.

"I can't tell the fourth person about tonight's events, including the Bronze Ding." Xu Shu said with the results and A Liang.

The two of them nodded in fear, in their opinion, Xu Shu was more terrifying than ghosts, if he wanted someone's life, it was much more powerful than ghosts, and it was completely a judge-level existence.

Everything was withdrawn again, Xu Shu also put away his things, shook his empty hands and said, "Okay, tonight's matter is over, go back to the house to rest." ”

When parting, Ah Liang said: "Daoist Xu, I promise you, I will lead the way, I will lead the archaeological team into the mountain to find the tomb, but you also promise me to save my father, I will find a way to take care of the old man's body." ”

Xu Shu smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will tell the archaeological team Zhang Hongjun the good news, but how to talk about it depends on your own, don't wronged yourself." ”

Xu Shu's words, Ah Liang is not a fool, of course he can understand, and he already has a plan in his heart.

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In the early morning of the next day, when Xu Shu told Zhang Hongjun that Ah Liang was willing to lead the way instead of Mo Dou and bring the archaeological team into the mountains, Zhang Hongjun was happy and annoyed.

The good thing is that someone finally knows how to go, and the annoyance is that since Ah Liang knows, how to say that he doesn't know.

But in any case, it's good news.

"Is it reliable?" Zhang Hongjun asked Xu Shu excitedly.

Xu Shu nodded decisively: "There is no one more reliable than him in Mo Shangcun." ”

Zhang Hongjun was very excited, finally came out of the fog, turned around and immediately went to find Ah Liang.

Ah Liang didn't tell Zhang Hongjun that he had a map in his hand, but his father Mo Dou had told him the way into the mountain, no matter what, Zhang Hongjun didn't pay attention to how Ah Liang knew, now he only needed one to lead the way, and he didn't know at all that there was a map under the bed board lying under the body of a corpse parked in the hall.

Using this as a bargaining chip, Ah Liang got a sum of money as the cost of leading the way, which was enough for Ah Liang in the mountains to live a comfortable life for a few years.

The bed board is still the bed board, the carpenter did not appear, the coffin was not built, and Ah Liang already believed in Xu Shu.

Now that Zhang Hongjun, who was about to despair, had found someone who knew the route and was willing to lead the way, his passion rekindled and he excitedly announced the news to the team members.

In the past few days, the team members who went into the mountain to find the tomb were annoyed, and after spending so many days of hard work, they were tired and half dead, and then they said that there was a way to enter the mountain and find the tomb, and Ah Liang was willing to lead the way.

However, he was annoyed, and there was finally hope, so he urged Zhang Hongjun to hurry up and let Ah Liang lead the way, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Ah Liang agreed to lead the way, but did not promise to lead the way immediately, but excused himself to stay at home and wait for the old man's first seven days to enter the mountain.

After the first seven days, the body of the old man Mo Dou was still parked at home, not decorated or buried, and the body showed no signs of decay at all, the phenomenon at this time confirmed Xu Shu's judgment even more, and Ah Liang was also relieved.

In the early morning of the second day of the first seven, Ah Liang led the way and led sixteen or seventeen people into the mountain.

There is no way into the mountain, and if there is one, it is a path that has been stepped on for many years.

The road into the mountains was difficult, and the people were carrying equipment and supplies, which was really tiring.

Although the storage ability of the ghost ornament is strong, Xu Shu is unwilling to expose himself, so he lets this group carry it himself.

The map drawn on the bed board, Ah Liang is already familiar with it, and people only walk by memory all the way, it is estimated that this road is not the first time he has walked, and he has walked it before.

Starting from Moshang Village to the mountains, all the way up the trail at the bottom of the valley, there is a stream at the bottom of the valley that flows loudly, in order to avoid going over the mountain, Ah Liang has been walking along the trail at the lowest point of the valley, and the group can only go forward one by one, walking into a long dragon, and even if the person at the back does not speak, the people in front can't hear it.

I don't know exactly when it started, maybe it was the 90s, maybe it was more and more people going out of the mountains, the mountains were full of grass and trees, if there were no people walking often, the previous roads in the mountains would be long and dead.

"It's a road that some kids in the mountains came out of herding cattle or chopping wood." As the leader of the way, Ah Liang must have walked in front of him, holding a knife in his hand, swinging it from time to time to cut down the branches and thorns that blocked his way.

A Liang was followed by Zhang Hongjun, who was followed by an archaeological team member, with a sturdy figure, who couldn't tell that it was an archaeological team, but more like a fitness coach.

Behind the archaeological team members with the body of a fitness coach is Xu Shu, and there are two people between him and Ah Liang.

"Brother Liang, this road should be walked every day, or it will be blocked by thorns if no one walks every few days." Shushu can't be careless in this kind of place, wearing a hat, gloves on his hands, and paying attention to his face from time to time.