My words seemed to have touched the ghost woman. She began to moan with her head down, as if thinking about what to do.

I struck while the iron was hot and said: Your revenge has been avenged. That's pretty much it.

The yin ghost woman asked me with some hesitation: Has my revenge been avenged?

I patted my chest: I reported it, of course I did. The Xue family has been tortured by you for hundreds of years. This revenge is simply avenged. To be honest, now the Xue family doesn't know what happened back then. They are born in a muddle and die in a muddle.

When the ghost woman heard what I said, she suddenly smiled miserably: Well said, life in a daze, death in a daze. They deserve it.

I hurriedly laughed: yes, I deserve it. Now that the revenge has been avenged, you should also be freed. Don't be a lonely ghost in the world anymore. How good is it to be reincarnated as soon as possible and become a new person?

The Yin Ghost Woman nodded: Reincarnate as a human. Well, that's right, the revenge has been avenged, and I should be reincarnated.

She looked at me and said, "I'll leave the matter of building the martyr's shrine to you." Use those 1,000 locust trees to build me a martyr's shrine, how magnificent and magnificent.

I nodded resignedly.

Suddenly, I remembered another thing, and said to the Yin Ghost Woman: Gai Zhong Martyrs' Shrine. Who is enshrined inside? You'll at least have a name.

The yin ghost woman laughed: In two days, naturally someone will tell you your name.

Then there was a strong wind in the flatland, and it was so strong that people could not open their eyes. When the wind and waves are calm, the Yin Ghost Woman is gone.

And the candles that she blew out before actually burned by themselves.

I looked at the yellow flames, and a sense of relief rose from my heart: alive, Lao Tzu finally came to life.

Then I couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a thud.

I was so weak that I didn't even have the strength to shout. But I was still conscious, and I saw Mr. Lu running out of the bedroom, with a face full of joy: Boy, you did a good job. You, an ordinary person, can actually negotiate with the Yin Ghost Woman and resolve this grievance, which is even better than what many Taoist priests do.

I glared at him and squeezed a few words out between my teeth: Don't talk nonsense. Life lamp, return me.

Mr. Lu had a hippie smile on his face: Don't worry. Let's make an appointment with three chapters first, I will return the three life lamps to you, you can't beat me. How about we write off our past grievances?

I lay on the ground and said hatefully, "You are paralyzed."

Mr. Lu waited for me very gloomily and never made a move. Until I nodded yes and never beat him. That's when he stood up. Removed the painting on the wall.

Mr. Lu held the painting and shook it in front of my eyes. The mouth muttered: Come on, come on. People in the world, immortals in paintings. What fame and wealth, what god Lu immortal. One rotted into loess, and the other burned into paper ashes

Mr. Lu seemed to be humming and moaning. The tone is terrible slow. I was already in a state of exhaustion, and when I heard him snort like this in my ears, my eyelids suddenly became heavy, as if I was going to die of sleep.

I raised my hand and pinched myself hard, my eyes widening in an effort.

At this time, I saw the little novice in the painting suddenly turn around and smile at me.

I was startled, struggling to avoid his gaze. However, he strode towards me, and with a flick of his hand, the cyan lotus lamp was thrown on me. The lamp oil poured down on me. Then, with a bang, my body burned.

Suddenly, the light of fire enveloped my body. I felt like a poisonous worm trying to get under my skin.

I cried out in pain and rolled on the ground. The vision was blurred.

All his senses were out of order, and with only two ears, he could still hear Mr. Lu singing slowly: one rotted into loess, and the other burned into paper ashes

Suddenly, I don't know who slapped me hard. My body shook violently, and then, like a clear spring, it fell from the top of my head and reached my heart and lungs. Immediately the fire was extinguished in me.

I opened my eyes and saw Mr. Lu sitting next to me with a smile on his face.

I shook my head and sat up on my back. Although my whole body was sore, I couldn't exert my strength a little. But the feeling of weakness before is indeed gone.

I turned my head to look at Mr. Lu: So, am I okay?

Mr. Lu nodded: intact.

I noticed the painting in his hand. The Buddha was still speaking on the lotus platform, and the little novice beside him became blurred. It's just an outline sketched by a few strokes, and it's no longer as meticulous as before. And the cyan lotus lamp in his hand also disappeared.

I couldn't help but praise: this painting is a treasure.

Mr. Lu smiled and said: "Many years ago, this painting was just an ordinary painting. It's just that when I met a certain master, it was fortunate enough to become a baby. In the hands of those who have the ability, flying flowers and picking leaves can kill, and mud and sand clods are all treasures.

I said: Then have you ever worn it on your body and you can't feel the pain?

Mr. Lu shook his head suspiciously: I didn't.

I smiled and said, "That's right, no." Then Bang punched over.

Mr. Lu wailed, and the nosebleed flowed out happily.

I struggled to get up from the ground. It was as if my legs couldn't bear the weight of my whole body. I shivered vigorously.

I walked into the bedroom and saw Xue Qian still sleeping with her eyes closed. I muttered to myself: Why haven't you woken up yet?

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Aunt Xue standing on the edge of the bed like a stone sculpture, with her mouth closed, motionless, and not speaking.

I looked at her strangely: Aunt Xue, what's wrong with you?

She glared, then glared hard behind me.

I turned around and saw Mr. Lu looking at me with a frightened face, his eyes dodging vigorously.

I pointed to Aunt Xue and asked Mr. Lu: What's going on? What did you do?

Mr. Lu seemed to have just come back to his senses and said to Aunt Xue: Okay, it's okay, let's spit out the baby.

Aunt Xue nodded when she heard this, and spit out a stone from her mouth. It's the one I put in earlier.

I frowned and asked Mr. Lu: How many people have you ever had this thing? Everyone doesn't wash it when you take it back, isn't it a little dirty?

Mr. Lu waved his hand: What is this thing afraid of? It was originally torn from the mouth of a dead man.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became anxious: No, you can make it clear, what dead man broke out of his mouth?

Mr. Lu took the stone in his arms and said, "This was originally a zombie's tooth." After my grandfather's refining, the corpse poison was removed, and it became a treasure. If you put it in your mouth, you can restrain your anger and make the ghost feel threatened. Otherwise, you were killed by the last time you went to find the Yin Ghost Woman.

I was furious: You are paralyzed, you let me hold the teeth of zombies?

I've just finished yelling. I heard a whoop behind me. I turned around and saw that Aunt Xue had vomited.

Mr. Lu looked stupid: You two really don't know good people's hearts, this baby is life-saving

Aunt Xue ran out and rinsed her mouth. When she walked in again, her face was as normal. She looked at me, then pounced and fell to her knees.

I was stunned at this time, and hurriedly helped her: Auntie, what are you doing here?

Aunt Xue was unmoved, and insisted on knocking on. I was still a little weak, and I couldn't hold her at all, so I had to kneel down too.

Aunt Xue said with a resolute face: I heard everything you said outside. Our Xue family's hundreds of years of grievances have been resolved by you. I'm grateful. So, you deserve this kneeling completely.

I could only smile all over my face. Then he asked cautiously: That, the Yin Ghost Woman wants to build a martyr's shrine. I don't have to pay for that money, right?

Aunt Xue nodded: I will give the money to the Martyrs' Shrine. However, there is one more thing here, which is more difficult to do.

When I heard Aunt Xue's tone, I seemed to be extremely embarrassed, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous: What else is going on?

Aunt Xue said: The yin ghost woman said that she would use the locust tree outside to build the martyr's shrine. However, the locust trees could not be moved. Over the years, I don't know how many people have hit the idea of those locust trees. But whoever cuts an axe or saws it will surely have his head broken and bleeding in three days.