When the paper money burned out, I saw that there were still a lot of ghosts wandering outside the temple gate. I couldn't see their faces clearly, but I always felt like they were staring at me with bad intentions.

I felt a little cold on my body, wrapped my clothes tightly, and hurried to the small temple.

When I walked into the small temple, I found that a large cloud of white gas was coming out of the coffin. They are filling the house like a white fog in winter.

The oil lamp on the table was swaying back and forth in the white mist, like a small boat in the waves, which could capsize at any time.

This scene made me tremble, and I couldn't help but scream: "Mr. Lu, how are you?" ”

Mr. Lu's voice was a little low, but his tone was very steady: "You can't die now, have you burned all those paper money?" ”

I walked up to the oil lamp and picked the wick outward, and the oil lamp immediately lit up a little: "It's burned out, and a small part is gone." Most of the imps refused to leave and lingered outside the temple. ”

Mr. Lu sighed: "I expected it." But alas, I can't wait any longer. Zhao Mang, you hang the knife outside the door first, his anger is too heavy, I can't bear it now. ”

I said yes and hung the big knife in the doorway. Pit liver muba.

I saw that the shadows were really afraid of the broadsword, and they retreated. However, he refused to leave, and still gathered outside the small temple.

I walked in slowly, put my hand on the lid of the coffin, and asked, "Mr. Lu, will you open the coffin now?" ”

Mr. Lu agreed and said, "You put the corpse tooth in your mouth." After opening the coffin for a while, no matter what you see, don't speak, and try not to have ups and downs. Otherwise, the yang energy on your body will emanate, and I can't bear it. ”

I pulled out the tooth and put it in my mouth, thinking, "What will I see in a moment?" At most, you have two corpse spots on you, and I can withstand it. ”

I bent down and ripped off the sealed wax around the coffin. Soon, the coffin was like a deflated balloon, and a large amount of white gas gushed out.

My hand was on the lid of the coffin, and it was cold, but it was nowhere near as cold as I thought. I lifted it up hard and heard a few crunching sounds. The steel nails, several inches long, broke like thin wooden sticks.

Then, I gritted my teeth and lifted the lid of the coffin.

A large amount of white gas gushed out from the coffin. After a few seconds, the white gas dissipated, revealing the people inside.

I saw a chubby middle-aged woman lying inside, her eyes slightly open, looking at me with an embarrassed expression. This person is none other than Aunt Xue.

I couldn't help but scream, "Why are you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, I saw a look of pain on her face, and then, she moaned in pain, this body is Aunt Xue's, but the voice is Mr. Lu's.

I quickly closed my mouth and stepped back three steps away. And my love can't be calmed down. What's going on? Is it Aunt Xue or Mr. Lu in the coffin?

Suddenly, I remembered Mr. Lu's previous words: "The two of us only escaped halfway." ”

Could it be that Mr. Lu meant that his soul, coupled with Aunt Xue's body, escaped back like this?

I was standing on the ground in a daze, when I suddenly heard Mr. Lu inside the coffin say very weakly, "Help me." ”

I walked over with my breath closed and helped him up. I was curious and wanted to ask him what the hell was going on. But I couldn't speak, I could only stare vigorously.

He seemed to see my doubts, and said with a wry smile: "You guessed right, I'm Mr. Lu." ”

With my support, Mr. Lu slowly climbed out of the coffin, and then sat cross-legged on the top of the futon.

His body was now stiff, like a corpse that had been cooled. He did this cross-legged movement for a long time before finally completing it.

Then he stretched out his hand to me and said weakly, "Incense." ”

I hurriedly picked up a stick of incense, lit it, and handed it to him.

Mr. Lu twisted the incense with his hand, and muttered in a low voice, as if he was moaning and singing. Then, slowly, he raised his head and said, "I have three long needles on the top of my head and on both shoulders. You pull them out in half and roast them over a fire. ”

I searched carefully on his head, and sure enough, I found a long needle. I grabbed the tail of the needle with my hand and gritted my teeth and pulled it out. Then I found two needles on his shoulder, too.

I looked at the needles with some apprehension, not knowing how to bake them, because they were in such a strange position.

Mr. Lu slowly lay down on the ground and said, "Light a candle nearby." ”

I took out three candles and lit them above his head and near his shoulders.

Mr. Lu said, "You are holding a big knife and protecting me around my body. Don't let anything get close. ”

I agreed, removed the big knife from the door, and sat cross-legged next to Mr. Lu.

A few seconds later, I saw a spectacle. The flame of the three candles actually moved closer to the long needle on its own, slowly scorching the tail of the needle.

At the same time, the yin qi in the room was slowly converging and began to envelop Mr. Lu. I saw him open his mouth and slowly suck the white mist into his stomach.

It can be seen that Mr. Lu's current state is much better than just now. His complexion was recovering little by little. The gray and dead man look just now is gone.

Although I don't know Taoism, I've been in this industry for some days after all. Roughly, I can see something too.

Although Mr. Lu was seriously injured, he still had some skills. The three long needles represented the yang fire in his body, and the white mist around him represented the yin energy.

I saw him twisting incense in his hand, staring at the red dot on the incense. Sometimes the incense burns suddenly. At this time, he will slow down the absorption of the candle flame. Sometimes the red dot would dim significantly, and at this time, he would slow down his devouring of the white mist.

I suddenly realized: "It turns out that he relies on this incense to balance the yin and yang in his body." ”

I was amazed and admired, and when I was looking at it, Mr. Lu suddenly said anxiously: "Behind you." ”

I woke up suddenly, and without thinking about it, I swung the broadsword behind me.

There was nothing in my hands, as if there was nothing behind me. But I distinctly heard a muffled thud, and the broadsword seemed to have struck on something.

I jerked to my feet and looked back, and I saw a little ghost, clutching his chest, looking at me with a vicious expression.

A few seconds later, his body was like shattered porcelain, turning into countless shards and falling to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the fragments turned to fine ash and were blown away by the wind.

I looked at it in a daze, and then asked Mr. Lu, "How is he?" ”

Mr. Lu said lightly: "This little ghost's yin qi was originally insufficient, and he was injured by a fierce knife, and then his soul flew away. ”

I scratched my head and said, "Isn't this punishment a little heavier?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Zhao Mang, not all evil ghosts can be influenced. Our Taoist priests, it is true to save people and ghosts, and at the same time, they also subdue demons and eliminate demons. ”

When I heard Mr. Lu say this, I couldn't help but be stunned. I remembered that Mrs. Chai was here. That's what she said when she burned the paper figurines that day.

They may be right. But I never accepted that a life had disappeared forever.

In the blink of an eye, several more black shadows jumped into the room. I shouted loudly, "I have a murder knife in my hand." As long as it cuts you on, it will definitely be gone, so you can leave quickly, or don't blame me for being unkind. ”

Mr. Lu had already recovered most of his life by this time, and when he heard me shouting like this, he burst out laughing. I heard him say, "Zhao Mang, you are so naïve. Do you think these demons don't know you have a knife in your hand? Man dies for money, and birds die for food. They knew that they might be disillusioned when they came in, but they still broke in desperately. It's nothing more than seeking wealth and danger, desperately trying to snatch away the yin qi, these people are outlaws, and they won't pay attention to your words. ”

I heard Mr. Lu say this, and then look at more and more dark shadows. He could only sigh and frantically brandished his big knife to force them away.

Gradually, the white fog inside the house became thinner and thinner. After a while, Mr. Lu slowly sat up and said, "Zhao Mang, stop." These little ghosts can't help me for the time being. ”