After Xue Qian woke up, her whole person lost weight. The eye sockets are sunken, and it looks like the eyes are large and the cheekbones are high.

He limped out of a mop-converted crutch. It looked very weak, but its expression was very irritable.

This kid, like me, is dragging his sick body and frantically chasing after Mr. Lu.

Mr. Lu took the bowl of blood and shouted as he fled: Don't fight, the blood will spill out in a while, and I have to get it from you.

I was laughing on the side. Mr. Lu really can be damaged, obviously there is time to put down this bowl of blood. But he wanted to hold it and threaten Xue Qian with it.

Xue Qian chased after her for a while, and gradually lost her strength and fell on the sofa. Sit with me.

Mr. Lu saw that his feelings had calmed down. Only then did he put down the bowl of blood, and then said with some dissatisfaction: You kid is too conscienceless. If it weren't for me, you'd have died.

Xue Qian waved her hand: Don't talk nonsense with me, my mother has sued me, and it was Zhao Mang who saved me.

Mr. Lu sighed and said: Xue Qian, forget it, if it weren't for me, you would have died more than 20 years ago.

Xue Qian was stunned: How did you say this?

Mr. Lu said like a meritorious person: Back then, the ghost woman forced your father to get married. Mrs. Xue is pregnant with you. After this shock, you are about to be stillborn. Luckily, I happened to meet me, and I got a rune water for your mother to drink, so I saved you. Speaking of which, did I get your name? Boys and girls raise you, so you can survive. Otherwise, you will be born weak, and even if you can give birth, you should have died a long time ago.

Xue Qian was listening indifferently, but suddenly heard that her name was actually Mr. Lu's masterpiece. Suddenly angry: Wow, it turns out that you gave me this broken name. You are paralyzed, how much ridicule Lao Tzu has received since he was a child.

Then, he stood up with his mop and chased again.

Aunt Xue had to run out again to persuade her. This toss and turn until noon.

After we had lunch, Mr. Lu asked Aunt Xue for a few pieces of Xue Qian's clothes, stuffed with shredded paper, and made her look like a real person.

Then behind this dummy, Xue Qian's birthday was written. Then, the bowl of blood was poured over the dummy.

After doing this qiē, it was already half of the afternoon.

Mr. Lu said: As soon as it gets dark, we will leave.

I asked strangely: Departure? What are you going to do?

Mr. Lu pointed to the dummy: human sacrifice. Sacrifice to those locust tree ghosts.

Xue Qian laughed: Dummy? Human sacrifice? Lao Dao, you are really shameless, the dead are deceived.

Mr. Lu said with a dark face: If I don't lie to the dead, then I can only kill you. Do you agree?

Xue Qian shrunk her neck and stopped talking.

Mr. Lu handed me the wooden knife and said, "Zhao Mang, I'll let you cut it later, and you can cut it on the locust tree." No matter how deep or shallow, just be able to leave a mark.

I took the wooden knife and said with some dissatisfaction: Why am I again? What's going on with me here?

Mr. Lu: It's none of your business? Don't tell me this, tell the ghost woman. If she thinks it's none of your business, you don't have to go.

When I heard this, my momentum also withered.

The sun was setting quickly. Mr. Lu asked Xue Qian to carry the dummy on her back and slowly walked outside.

Xue Qian staggered. But after all, after making up for the past few days, the blood is vigorous. After a long time, my breath is more stable than mine.

The three of us walked up to the locust grove. Suddenly I felt a gust of yin wind, and the ghost aura was permeated.

There are already few residents in this area, and at night, there are even fewer people to be seen.

Mr. Lu stood still. Straightened the robe on his body. shouted to the locust forest: Friends, my surname is Lu, and I am a Taoist priest, and I can be regarded as a special person to deal with all of you.

This sentence was shouted, and a whirlwind broke out in the locust forest.

I thought to myself: There is something wrong with Mr. Lu's words, no matter how you listen to it, it seems to be provocative.

Mr. Lu didn't wait for those whirlwinds to blow in front of him, and said loudly: Today, I brought the descendants of the Xue family. In front of you, I cut him in two, and put an end to this grievance.

Then, he opened his hair and drank to Xue Qian: The surname Xue, come here.

The voice was so stern that even I shuddered. I can guarantee that if Mr. Lu had put this face on the table earlier. Xue Qian and I definitely didn't dare to touch him.

Xue Qian was drunk by Mr. Lu, and her face immediately changed. Then he turned around and actually planned to run away.

Mr. Lu walked over viciously and reached out to grab his hair. Then, with a force in his hand, he staggered Xue Qian over.

Xue Qian scolded: Old Dao, what are you going to do?

Mr. Lu said viciously: Boy, do you think I really deceive even ghosts? It's so easy to trick you, you don't have to leave this time.

Mr. Lu grabbed Xue Qian, who couldn't help struggling, and shouted loudly: Everyone. Today I'm going to stab this surnamed Xue. As soon as this kid died, the surname Xue was extinct. After he dies, I will build you a martyr's shrine. Your hundreds of years of grievances are now in my hands.

Xue Qian kept scolding. And I thought to myself: Is Mr. Lu taking credit?

After Mr. Lu shouted this, the wind in the locust forest was fierce, and I even shook a little. Those evil ghosts seem to be very excited, they must have been waiting for this scene for I don't know how many years.

Mr. Lu stretched out his hand and pulled out a bright kitchen knife from his arms. shouted: Xue Qian, are you ready?

Xue Qian scolded: Damn, you want to kill me, and ask me if I'm ready?

Mr. Lu scolded secretly: Idiot. Then, he stuffed something into Xue Qian's mouth.

After doing this, Mr. Lu reached out and pulled down the dummy behind Xue Qian. Then he rounded his arm and cut off the dummy with a single sword.

The dummy fell to the ground and was cut in two. Although I know that this thing is fake, it still looks miserable.

The yin wind in the locust forest suddenly decreased. After wandering on the road for a while, it gradually dissipated.

Xue Qian looked at Mr. Lu with a pale face and scolded in a low voice: "Fuck you." Then, as soon as his legs went limp, he fell to the ground.

Mr. Lu smiled and said: Zhao Mang, how is it? How did I act?

I was dumbfounded, and I stammered a little when I spoke: acting, acting is not bad.

Mr. Lu laughed and said, "Do you remember what I told you?"

I nodded, and slashed hard at the locust tree with my wooden knife. There was no more sound in the locust grove. I stood in front of a large locust tree, and I felt that this place was no longer as angry as before. Even though it was night, I felt warm.

Mr. Lu looked at me with a smile: How is it? Feeling uncomfortable?

I said confusedly: It's not uncomfortable, why should it be uncomfortable?

Mr. Lu nodded with satisfaction: It's good if it's not uncomfortable. It seems that the evil spirits here are really gone. Otherwise, if you dare to cut down a tree, you will fall to the ground and roll with your head in your hands.

I scolded in a low voice: Damn, it turned out that they were making me a real yàn.

Mr. Lu patted me on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, hold this kid." Let's go home. Tomorrow I will find a few workers and cut down these locust trees.

I helped Xue Qian up and said, "Let's cut down the tree, does the government agree?" Do the surrounding residents agree?

Mr. Lu laughed: Disagree? This locust forest is a disaster, we have solved it, and the government has to pay us.

In fact, it is indeed as Mr. Lu said. When the district government heard that we were not believing in evil and wanted to cut down the locust trees here, they not only appreciated it greatly, but also readily agreed to our request to build a martyr's shrine on the same site. I heard that they are working on building a scenic spot centered on the Martyrs' Shrine.

After that, the project of cutting down trees and building houses was handed over to the government.

Mr. Lu looked at the hot construction site outside, turned back to Xue Qian and said: After the martyrs' shrine is built, I will leave. Now while we have time, let's get the grave of the ancestor of the Xue family out.

Xue Qian and Aunt Xue had heard about the white-haired old man. I prepared some incense, candles, and paper money, and followed Mr. Lu and me to find the grave.