Lu Qingli has lived most of his life, and he thinks that he is dealing with dead people all day long, and he has naturally seen strange things, but it is the first time he has found himself like today.

The people in the house saw that the faces of the invited Taoist priest changed, and they quickly asked what was going on, what they cared about was whether the paper was blown down and whether the person had a last wish.

How does Cheng Qingli explain? He couldn't explain it, he was so frightened that his hands and feet were weak, and he wanted to flee down the mountain immediately. But now it's night, the mountain road has collapsed again, and this transaction has been done on this job, and he regrets it very much.

Just when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly remembered that this person was asking for ingots from himself in the afternoon, since this is the case, then it is better to burn more ingots for him, and he only charges a cost.

Deliberately pretending to be fine, Yu Qingli took a few steps back, he wanted to stay away from the dead body now.

"Take the ingots I brought, but burn hard, don't stop, continue to stack after burning."

**The teacher all spoke, and the relatives naturally did so. There was a broken iron pot in front of the dead body, and the ingots were placed here to burn, and when he came in the afternoon, he brought two baskets. The women with sharp hands and feet all took the yellow table paper and continued to fold it, and Yu Qingli was the first to burn it, and while burning his heart, he still thought silently: This little brother, I'm here to help you overkill, don't look for me if you have something.

After burning the paper, he began to recite the scriptures there, because his heart was so nervous that he always forgot the scriptures halfway through. Fortunately, this group of old peasants can fool, and no one can see the flaw for the time being, he only hopes that it will be dawn soon, and as soon as it is dawn, he decides to find an excuse to slip down the mountain.

At the beginning, I found that there was a strange child, this child was only six or seven years old, and he was Ding Li's nephew, and the younger generation should burn ingots to the elders, and the child shouted when he burned the paper: "The ingots are not burned, and the uncle can't get the money." ”

The adults of his family gave the child a slap in the face, and the child who hit him cried, but he still said that the ingots were not burned clean.

The child's cry aroused the curiosity of the adults, and some brave people used sticks to pry the thick layer of ash in the iron pot, and found that it seemed that each ingots had a small horn that had not been burned.

The people soon learned of this strange thing to each other, and a sense of uneasiness began to permeate the mourning hall, and the old people began to focus their eyes on Lu Qingli, hoping that the master could solve his doubts.

Lu Qingli's head turned, and he was thinking of finding a reason, but unexpectedly, the child cried again: "Look, uncle's eyes are bleeding!" ”

The direction of the child's finger was exactly where Lu Qingli was, and when he saw that the room full of people were looking at him, an indescribable feeling of depression slowly rose from behind, and he felt as if there was something strange about his back, and he wanted to turn his head to look, but found that he couldn't drive his neck.

The evil bells he was holding in his hand had been exchanged for two bottles of wine from a tattered man many years ago, and it was said that this thing was a bit old, and the reason why he was able to become a first-hand was because he had such a real guy. The feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, and he found that his legs began to slowly become stiff, and beads of sweat on his forehead began to appear, and he gritted his teeth hard, and shook the bell in his hand with all his perseverance.

The "bell" rang out from the mourning hall with a crisp bell, and the sense of oppression disappeared, and Yu Qingli subconsciously wanted to see if his neck could move. As soon as he turned his head, he found that a man wearing a hat was standing behind him, looking at him, and this time he really saw the whole picture, and the man had a bloody streak on each eye.

"Ahh With a bang, Yu Qingli fell headlong, and his head smashed impartially on the sleeping lamp placed under the wooden board, and instantly smashed the oil bowl. At that moment, the incandescent light in the room flashed a few times, and then it fell into darkness.

Almost at the same time, the people in the house realized that something terrible had happened, and the screams of terror filled every corner, and everyone rushed out of the house desperately, and some people came home only to find that the person they were holding was someone else's daughter-in-law.

Including Ding Li's own family, all fled the familiar room, and there was only a dead corpse and a Taoist priest who didn't know whether to live or die in the empty mourning hall.

That night, no one dared to go back, and after the extreme fright, the subconscious of the people was to stay away, and everyone forgot about the fallen Taoist priest, and it was not until dawn that the brave people made an appointment to check the situation.

The mess in the mourning hall seemed to be telling the story of what happened last night, and Lu Qingli was carried outside the house by the bold descendant, his face was covered with blood, which was cut by the fragments of the oil bowl, but the person remained in a coma.

The news that the Taoist priest was washed away by a ghost filled the entire village, and this white funeral was caused by the strangeness of the person's death, which cast a terrible shadow on the whole thing.

No one dared to say that they would go back to the aftermath, not even the room. After the old people had summed it up, they began to send people to go down the mountain to find people, and if this matter was not resolved, I am afraid that no one in the village would dare to sleep anymore, or it would not be long before this place would become an empty village.

The news that a Taoist priest had been washed down began to spread rapidly, and the people who went down the mountain to find a way came to Cha's house with guidance. At that time, Cha Wenbin was still closed, if it weren't for the person who introduced him to the village chief of Wulipu, I am afraid that the mountain would not let people into the house.

At that time, Cha Wenbin's state was not good, and he lost a lot of weight, Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong stopped the business in the provincial capital, and Xiao Luoya also lived in Cha's house for a few months, these four people just got together a table of mahjong, and after a few months, Xiao Luoya not only lost all the money from selling the box that was not settled, but also owed them something.

Cha Wenbin, who heard what had happened, sat on the chair and thought about it for a while, and it took a long time for him to stand up as if he had decided something and said, "You all pack up and come with me." ”

Seeing that Cha Wenbin finally took the initiative to speak for a few months, several people dropped the mahjong tiles in their hands and looked at each other and smiled, knowing in their hearts that the omnipotent Cha Wenbin was back!

Little Bucktooth was originally going to be left to take care of the house, but he couldn't help the kid's pleading, and Chaozi reluctantly agreed to take him. The group kept going around the trail, which was actually a barren mountain, and when they entered the village, it was going to be dark.

When the people in the village heard that the person who invited back was also a priest, they all secretly sweated there, and when they heard that the Taoist priest who came was named Cha Wenbin, the old people sighed: "This time there is salvation!" "Who is Cha Wenbin? That's a living immortal who you can't see no matter how much money you spend, who doesn't know his name Cha Wenbin!

Lu Qingli was lying in a farmer's house at that time, and when Cha Wenbin saw it, his breath was already relatively weak, and after a physical examination, it was found that his external injuries were only small abrasions, and the coma was definitely not caused by that fall.

Cha Wenbin was a little interested in the evil bell, which he had been holding in his hand, and somehow, as soon as he entered the house and saw this person, his eyes fell on the bell.

Cha Wenbin also has an evil bell, which was passed down to him by his master. The bell is also known as "Sanqing Bell", which is generally made of brass, and there is a handle at the top of the copper bell, and the upper end of the handle is called the sword, which is in the shape of "mountain", in order to symbolize the meaning of Sanqing. "Taiqing Jade Book" Volume 5: "The so-called Taoist hand handle the emperor's bell, throwing fire for thousands of miles, and flowing bells are also eight chongs." This evil bell is also a Taoist magic weapon used to summon spirits and exorcise evil spirits since ancient times, such as Cha Wenbin's bell is engraved with dense and small scriptures, and he recites the scriptures on the bell when doing things.

But this one of Lu Qingli seems to be a little different, although Cha Wenbin can see at a glance that this person is a Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes, and almost all the things on his body are impostors, but the bell in his hand is very unusual.

Cha Wenbin tried to take out the bell several times but found that he had grabbed it to death, and every time he touched it, Lu Qingli's forehead would wrinkle once, looking very nervous.

Walking out of the house, the sky was already dark, and Cha Wenbin wrote a list of things that could be found in the countryside: an adult rooster, a pot of urine for a boy, and three old black tiles.

Seeing the doubts in people's hearts, Cha Wenbin said: "Save the living first, the dead one will not do anything before he wakes up, and don't go to the house for the time being." ”

Let Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong stay outside the house, Dashan entered the house with him, Xiao Luoya just took the opportunity to talk nonsense with the group of villagers, and everyone worshiped the famous Cha Wenbin even more, but they don't know how much danger Cha Wenbin has to experience after this incident