I couldn't help but chuckle when I heard Grandma Huang Zihua say this, because I wasn't sure what kind of request Huang Zihua's grandmother would make next.

"Your old Hu family is a family of soul resurrection masters, of course, I heard that the performance of this soul rejuvenation technique is to break the yang life, a soul resurrection master can only return the soul of two people at most in a lifetime, and it is easy not to perform the soul restoration technique, but my family Zihua is not an outsider, after all, it is the daughter-in-law of your old Hu family who has not passed the door, and although Zihua's death is an accident, you can't say that it has nothing to do with your little young master of the Hu family.

So I hope you can return Zihua to the soul, our family is such a child, I beg you, for the sake of this old bone who has one foot in the coffin, I beg you, let Zihua come back. Speaking of this, Huang Zihua's grandmother knelt on the ground with a pop, and my grandmother and I hurriedly went up to help Huang Zihua's grandmother.

"Grandma Zihua, you are a few years older than me, I must call you old sister, you are too different from our Hu family, I have always treated Zihua as my granddaughter-in-law, as long as I can save Zihua, our old Hu family must be duty-bound, just ......"

"Please, do well!" Huang Zihua's grandmother knelt down again: "Save our family Zihua, I can't live without Zihua, this black-haired person sends a white-haired person, I really can't stand it!" "Huang Zihua's grandmother is in tears, and my grandmother is also in tears, the two of them hugged each other and cried bitterly, and I felt the same discomfort in my heart as the knife.

It took a lot of effort for my grandmother to finally lift Huang Zihua's grandmother up from the ground.

"Old sister, it's not that we don't want to resurrect Huang Zihua, but my grandson doesn't have this ability yet."

Huang Zihua's grandmother had an expression of disbelief: "Don't you lie to me?" ”

"Alas, do you know, the old Hu family's soul restoration technique has always been passed on to men and not women, and only people with real Hu family blood can learn it, and blood relatives with foreign surnames can't explore the true meaning of the old Hu family's soul restoration technique, so I naturally don't have the ability to resurrect Zihua, if I can, even if I fight for my life, I will definitely call Zihua back."

"What about my grandson-in-law? He's not too young, so he must have this ability. ”

"As for Guohua, this situation is even more complicated, the old Hu family's soul restoration technique is to inject a large amount of yang energy into the deceased's body at the moment when the soul is recalled, but my grandson was destined to have the life of four pillars of pure yin at birth, the yang qi is weak, the yin qi is strong, and he has been weak and sick since he was a child, and it is easy to attract ghosts, I also tried my best to give him the yang to continue his life, but the effect is not very obvious, so I want him to marry a daughter-in-law of the four pillars of pure yang to change his life.

It's just that Guohua and Zihua are too young, and they haven't reached the legal age of marriage, so they have to wait until they graduate from high school, and then teach the soul restoration technique to Guohua after they are officially combined, who would have thought that this is all my wishful thinking, and there can be such a fork in the middle. "My grandmother sighed again and again, my heart was tingling, I had heard that our old Hu family's soul restoration technique was powerful, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to contact it for so many years, if Zihua hadn't died, I wouldn't even know which direction the door of the Hu family's old mansion was opened.

When Huang Zihua's grandmother heard my grandmother say this, her face was even more uncertain.

I stepped forward, patted my chest and said, "Milk, don't worry, as long as I have the ability to resurrect the soul, I will immediately resurrect Huang Zihua, although I have not been in contact with Zihua for a long time, but I know that Zihua is a good girl, her life is owed by me, and I will pay it back no matter what." As soon as I finished speaking, Huang Zihua's grandmother held my hand: "I know that I don't, grandson-in-law, it's all up to you, don't forget my family flowers." ”

"But ......" I also sold a pass, deliberately spending *** reaction, only to see that she was still very excited, and instantly coldened most of the time: "But what? ”

"However, Huang Zihua came back to me last night, she can't wait for me to resurrect her, and now she plans to kill me......"

"Alas, why is this kid so ignorant, grandson-in-law, don't worry, I'll just come to this small thing the size of a sesame mung bean."

"You?" I looked Huang Zihua's grandmother up and down again, not tall, thin and thin, just such a little old lady, far like falling down and touching porcelain, even knows how to exorcise ghosts and subdue demons?

Huang Zihua's grandmother seemed to have my doubts: "Don't worry about this, I am also an admirable goddess in the ravine, let me tell Zihua tonight, I will not let Zihua touch you in the slightest." ”

That night was the last day of the vigil, my grandmother and Huang Zihua's grandmother and Huang Zihua's father Huang Dacang were all there, all night, Huang Dacang didn't talk much, he sat next to him and drank alcohol. In fact, after listening to Huang Zihua's life experience, I sympathized with Huang Dacang, so I went over to drink two glasses with Huang Dacang, Huang Dacang's bloodshot eyes stared at me, and the peanuts and beans in his mouth were rattling.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Shen Guojie brought a peach wood sword old mansion to me, and he said, "Huazi, do you know why we didn't fight that female ghost yesterday?" ”

I shook my head.

"Because our weapons are not powerful." After Shen Guojie finished speaking, he pulled out the peachwood sword from his back: "What's the difference between your sword today." ”

I'm not any different, it's all a broken wood sword, maybe at most, the wood texture is a little different.

Shen Guojie whispered: "Let me tell you, this peachwood sword was asked for by an old monk today, and the hilt of your sword says Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha." ”

I looked carefully, what Shen Guojie said was right, the hilt of the sword was indeed clearly written with a red ballpoint pen on the Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, I pulled Shen Guojie aside: "Cousin, what you said is indeed not wrong, this sword is indeed different from yesterday's sword, but I have a deep question, isn't it what a Taoist priest should do with a peach wood sword to exorcise ghosts, why did you ask for it from a monk, are you sure that what you saw today is a monk and not a Taoist?" ”

Shen Guojie pondered for a while, and his face sank: "Do you mean that now the monks have begun to rob the Taoist priest's business?" So what do you say nuns should do? ”

I returned the peachwood sword to Shen Guojie: "Cousin, I don't know what to do with the nun, but I know that you must have been deceived." ”

Shen Guojie slapped his head suddenly: "I said that I was holding a peachwood sword today, and the people in the temple were all thinking of me as a fool!" No, I'll have to settle accounts with that monk tomorrow."

I was about to say to Shen Guojie where can you find it, when the bell of the Hu family's old mansion rang again, bell, twelve, no more, no less.

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