Chapter 1135: Borrowing the Coffin

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 was on crutches with a tow man's converted cane. Limped out. 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 held the bowl of blood and shouted as he fled: "Don't fight, the blood will spill out in a while, and you have to get it from Bao." ā€

I was laughing on the side. Mr. Lu really lost it, obviously there was time to put down the 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. Fall on the couch. 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: "Bao Boy is too conscienceless." If it weren't for me, Paula would have died. ā€

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

Mr. Lu sneered and said, "Xue Qian, forget it." If it hadn't been for me, Paul would have died more than 20 years ago. ā€

Xue Qian was stunned: "How did you say this?" ā€

Mr. Lu said with an invitation: "Back then, the ghost mother forced my father to get married. Mrs. Xue is pregnant. After this fright, Bao was about to be stillborn. Fortunately, I happened to meet me, and I got a rune water for my nanny to drink, so that Hu Bao was saved. Speaking of which, did I get this name? Boys and girls are accurate, which is why Bao survived. Otherwise, those who are born will be weak. Even if he could have been born, he would have died a long time ago. ā€

Xue Qian was listening casually, but suddenly heard that her name was actually Mr. Lu's Jiexin. Suddenly became angry: "Wow, it turns out that this broken name was given to me." Bao is paralyzed, how much ridicule Lao Tzu has received since he was a child. ā€

Then, he forced the tow to stand up, and chased again.

Aunt Xue had to run out again to persuade her friends. 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 a personal appearance.

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 afternoon.

Mr. Lu said: "As soon as it gets dark, we will leave. ā€

I asked curiously, "Departure?" What are you going to do? ā€

Mr. Lu pointed to the dummy: "Living sacrifice." Sacrifice to those locust tree ghosts. ā€

Xue Qian pointed at the dummy and laughed: "Living sacrifice? Road. It's shameless to be true, dead people are liared. ā€

Mr. Lu said with a dark face: "If I don't lie to the dead, then I can only kill Bao." Do you want to keep us? ā€

Xue Qian shrunk her neck and stopped talking.

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

I took the wooden knife and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why am I again?" What's going on with me here? ā€

Mr. Lu sneered: "What is not guaranteed? Don't tell me this, tell the ghost woman. If she thinks that there is nothing to be guaranteed, she doesn't have to go. ā€

I listened to this. The momentum has also weakened.

The sun was setting quickly. Mr. Lu asked Xue Qianhu to carry the dummy on his back and walked slowly 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 the gust of yin wind, and the ghost aura lingered.

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 at 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 the guards. ā€

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, the descendants of the Xue family from my household brought it. In front of the guards, he was cut in two, and this grievance was resolved. ā€

Then, he opened his hair and drank to Xue Qian: "The surname Xue, keep it." ā€

The voice was so stern that even I shuddered. I can guarantee that if Mr. Lu had come out with this face 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 sneered, walked over viciously, and reached out to grab his hair. Then, with a force on his hand, the stumbling Hu Xue Qian came over.

Xue Qian scolded: "Old Dao, what are you going to do? ā€

Mr. Lu said viciously: "Boy, do you think I really cheated on ghosts? It's easy to be coaxed by Hubao, so you don't have to go this time. ā€

Mr. Lu grabbed Xue Qian, who was 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 died, I built a martyr's shrine for the protectors. The hundreds of years of grievances of the Baomen are now in my hands. ā€

Xue Qian kept scolding. And I looked at the crazy Mr. Lu and was frightened, a little wanted to grease the soles of his feet, and sneaked away. Jiahua Zaba.

After Mr. Lu shouted these words, 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?" ā€

Xue Qian scolded: "Damn, Bao wants to kill me, and asks me if I'm ready?" ā€

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

At this time, 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.

Mr. Lu looked at me with a stern expression and said, "Do you remember what I told me about Bao?" ā€

I nodded cautiously, walked slowly to the edge of the locust forest, and slashed heavily on 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 the place had become very peaceful, not as full of anger as before. It's night, but I feel warm.

Mr. Lu changed his face and looked at me with a smile: "How is it?" Feeling uncomfortable? ā€

I said confusedly, "It's not uncomfortable, why should it be uncomfortable?" ā€

Mr. Lu nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay if it's not uncomfortable." It seems that the evil spirits here are really gone. Otherwise, Bao dared to cut down the tree, and by this time he had already fallen to the ground, holding his head and rolling. ā€

I scolded in a low voice: "Damn, it turned out that you were making me a real yĆ n." ā€

Xue Qian looked at Mr. Lu with a pale face, and scolded in a low voice: "Mother's." Then he fell to the ground with his legs limp, and he was really frightened.

After Xue Qian sat on the ground, something spit out of his mouth, I picked it up and looked at it, it was the corpse tooth.

I grinned and said to Xue Qian, "Dude, do you know how dirty this thing is?" ā€

Mr. Lu waved his hand: "Don't talk about this." If it weren't for this treasure to suppress Xue Qian's anger just now, those evil ghosts wouldn't necessarily believe that he was killed by me. ā€

Then, he said with a smile: "Zhao Mang, how is it?" How did I act? ā€

I had to nod: "Acting, acting is not bad." ā€

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

My Hu Xue Qian helped him up and said, "We want to cut down trees, do we want the government?" Do you want the surrounding residents? ā€

Mr. Lu laughed: "Don't you? This locust forest is one of the scourges, and we have solved it, and the government has to pay us. ā€

In fact, it is indeed as Mr. Lu said. When the district government heard that we did not believe in evil and wanted to cut down the locust tree here, it not only greatly appreciated it, but also happily agreed to our request to build a martyr's shrine on the original 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.

A few days later, at noon, Mr. Lu looked at the construction site that was in full swing 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 up the grave of the ancestor of the Xue family. ā€

Xue Qian and Aunt Xue had already heard about the white-haired old man. I immediately prepared some incense, candles, and paper money, and followed me and Mr. Lu to find the grave. R832