In the small mourning shed, a solid wood coffin is placed in the middle, on both sides are placed with paper tied up boys and girls, in front of the coffin is placed smoking copper basin, used to burn the paper, and the back of the coffin, that is, the deepest part of the mourning shed, the tributes that should have been placed on the offering table are now scattered all over the ground, and the remains in the middle of the offering table have also fallen to the ground, and the original well-made photo frame and glass have been broken apart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Laodao was cleaning up the debris on the ground, and when he saw us coming in, he didn't look unwilling, and twisted his face aside as if nothing happened. And the daughter and son of Zhao Ye, who were kneeling on both sides of the mourning shed, cried even more fiercely when they saw our children. Soon, the offering table was already packed.

"Kowtow to you Zhao Ye and apologize!" Uncle Bearded said as we asked the three children to kneel.

"Don't touch me, I said we didn't throw it, why should we apologize like this?" Wang Kai shouted stubbornly.

"Okay Kaizi, let's go to Zhao Ye's grave in advance." Jianjun knelt on the ground while comforting.

"If you say so, I don't need them to tell me, I'll give me Zhao Ye!" Although Wang Kai said this, the indignation revealed in his eyes lingered.

"Plop ・・・・・・" suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the child who came in with Jianjun and Wang Kai fell to the ground. At first, everyone was stunned, and then Uncle Bearded was about to help him up, but as soon as he arrived at the child, he didn't wait to help him up, and saw the body of the child who fell to the ground began to twitch violently, and with his twitching, his own hands pinched his neck fiercely, and before everyone came to their senses, the child's face had turned purple, which showed the great strength.

"Hurry, hurry up and hold him!" Liu Laodao shouted, calling everyone back to their senses from the shock. I saw that Uncle Bearded suddenly woke up, stepped forward and hugged the child's arms, but the child's face was not relieved.

At this time, Liu Laodao also came to the front, his left hand directly buckled the child's throat, his right hand was directly pressed into the child's eyebrows in the shape of a lotus, and the right hand buckled in the child's throat was pushed upwards in the shape of a claw, while the words were chanted in his mouth, but the things he was reading were not clear, and he could only hear bursts of sermons.

When Liu Laodao made a move, the situation was under control, and he saw that the child's face instantly returned to blood, and his bulging eyes calmed down. When Liu Laodao's left hand was pushed up to the chin position, the sermon in his mouth was also nearing the end, and with Liu Laodao's loud shout, I saw that the child who fell to the ground also highlighted a mouthful of black blood, and the black blood sprayed directly on the ground, and a trace of green smoke could be seen floating from the blood. When black blood spurted out of the child's mouth, the child went soft and fainted.

"Damn, it can't be dead, right?" Wang Kai, who was standing on the side of the mourning shed with Jianjun, said.

"Don't talk nonsense, quick! Help your Uncle Hei send this little baby home! Liu Laodao looked at Jianjun and Wang Kai, who were standing aside in a daze, and hurriedly said.

"Why are you still stupid?" Uncle Beard, who was called a sunspot by Liu Laodao, roared. Jianjun and Wang Kai hurriedly helped the child who fainted on the ground to Uncle Heizi's back and followed him to the outside of the spirit shed. At this time, everyone in the mourning shed had already forgotten about the children breaking the statues, and it was obvious that everyone was puzzled and surprised by what had just happened, which led to the automatic ignorance of their previous disrespect.

"Cousin! Cousin! Uncle Heizi stood in the courtyard and shouted into the house.

"Hey, Brother Kuroko, why are you here?" The middle-aged woman who was called her cousin by Kuroko greeted warmly.

"Quick, hurry, take Xiao Yong into the house first." Uncle Kuroko said as he walked into the house.

"What's going on?" Looking at the unconscious Xiao Yong, the middle-aged woman asked anxiously.

"Don't mention it, ・・・・・・ just now" when Kuroko told the ins and outs of the matter.

"Oops~ Xiao Yong, wake up! Woo~~~~" Xiaoyong's mother cried. The boy lying on the bed was pale, and the corners of his mouth and chest were still spitting black blood, and the man was lying on the bed stiff and motionless.

When the people in the house were anxious and didn't know what to do, Liu Laodao found a good arrival.

"Uncle Liu~~ Take a look at our Xiaoyong!" Xiaoyong's mother saw Liu Laodao coming, and hurriedly opened her mouth to wail.

Liu Laodao comforted him with kind words, and opened Xiao Yong's eyelids and mouth to take a look.

"It's okay, the kid rushed to the dirty thing, I'll go burn some paper and talk about it later." Liu Laodao's voice was very light, without a trace of emotion. Xiao Yong's mother and Kuroko hurriedly thanked them and went to prepare things like dark paper.

Seeing this, Jianjun and Wang Kai said hello to Heizi and Xiaoyong's mother, and hurriedly went out to their respective homes.

Jianjun, who returned home, hurriedly took out the blue thread-bound book from under the desk, only to see that the cover of the book had been slightly yellowed, but the four big characters of "Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect" written in traditional Chinese were still clearly visible, and the four small characters of "Cave Shadow Rough Batch" were written in the lower right of these four big characters.

Originally, Jianjun read this book out of curiosity, because the teaching resources at that time were very scarce, far from any and interest at all, and the books left before the founding of the People's Republic of China went to the countryside were facing the way of Jianjun, looking at although it was jerky and difficult to understand, but it was better than nothing, although this book was written in traditional characters, but the problem for Jianjun was not very big, even if there were one or two words that I didn't know, I looked up the dictionary, and it changed.

Jianjun turned on the small lamp, sat in front of the dilapidated desk, did not feel the slightest sleep, and carefully flipped through the book "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect", while thinking about what happened today. The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes.

According to the annotations on this book, Zhao Ye's death today looks completely evil, and it is not an ordinary evil, and before he died, his own spirit and spirit were completely absorbed, that is, three souls and seven spirits, and on the other hand, Xiao Yong's situation in the evening, obviously in the soulless soul of the dead, how could there be an evil invasion? Jianjun thought as he sped up the frequency of flipping through the book, and now he seemed to have encountered a math problem that he couldn't solve, and he urgently needed to find the answer in the book. Two hours have passed in a blink of an eye, I don't know if it's cloudy or what, the black hand can't see the five fingers, and at this time Jianjun felt a little stomachache, at the beginning of the period he still cared too much, and it didn't take long, he couldn't control it, at that time there was already a public toilet in Beijing Hutong, almost every Hutong mouth will have one, Jianjun wanted to endure but couldn't bear it, picked up the flashlight, and walked out of the door.

Fortunately, the mourning hall and toilet in the alley are just in the opposite direction, although it is a little scary for Jianjun, it is still bearable.

The toilet at the mouth of the alley belongs to the side standing at the crossroads, there is a dim street lamp standing there, less than a hundred meters away from Jianjun three steps and five steps, after arriving found that Liu Laodao was burning the paper at the crossroads, under the dim light, the fire of burning the paper flickered and dimmed, the sky was still so dark and there was no finger, the footsteps of the Jianjun sounded, Liu Laodao, who was burning the paper, looked up, the lips that were squirming continued, and he lowered his head again when he saw that it was Jianjun who did not speak.

"Uncle Liu, busy!" Jianjun's stomach couldn't help it, and he didn't think much about saying hello, and without waiting for the other party to reply, he went into the toilet, found a place and began to pour thousands of miles.

"You're having a tummy too?" The sudden sound startled Jianjun, and he hurriedly took a flashlight in the direction of the sound.

"Kaizi! What are you doing? The light of the flashlight happened to shine on Wang Kai's face, and because he was startled, his tone was a little displeased.

"Do your homework here! Do you think it's possible? Wang Kai shot back.

"Why didn't you speak when I came in?"

"Didn't you come in and didn't speak?"

"Didn't I see you!"

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