The young Cha Wenbin was powerless to stop the villagers who had fallen into a rage, and he was powerless to stop it when he looked at the dirt flying in the field, and he deeply felt that he had failed like that. For him, such a failure is a huge blow, maybe it is a grievance, maybe it is distress, or maybe it is self-blame, Cha Wenbin, who is sitting on the ground, has crystal tears in the corners of his eyes.

The fat man, who couldn't see him wronged, turned his head and pulled Ye Qiu and said, "Second brother, let's go, these white-eyed wolves, let's go and give them a long memory!" ”

"Don't ......" Cha Wenbin stood up, his back was so lonely on the hill in the bleak season, with his waist on his back and dragging heavy steps, he slowly walked towards the woods in the distance......

Zhongling Villa, it's still as dilapidated as it was yesterday, no, it's always been that dilapidated. It seemed that the scenery was more suitable for his mood at this time, and somehow it took him a whole afternoon to get here. The spider hanging on the door seemed to recognize him, and when they saw him coming, they shyly "swished" along the cobwebs and fled to the secret place of the eaves, but a few mice that were foraging for food did not bother to move at all, turned their heads to look at the person who came and continued to gnaw on the steamed buns that were as hard as stone under the desk.

"Senpai?" His voice was a little weak, Cha Wenbin couldn't get out of that deep frustration all afternoon, now he urgently needed an enlightenment, and he felt more and more that Xuan Xuanzi's words last night were reasonable.

After shouting a few times, no one answered, the incense candles in the hall had already stopped burning, and when the door was opened, a few fallen leaves were blown out of the house by the wind.

Cold, extremely cold, pushing open the door, there was a smell of wine in the room, Cha Wenbin was in a trance and searched now, and suddenly heard a few difficult coughs in his ears. At this time, Xuan Qizi was lying in the coffin, and when Cha Wenbin saw him, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, his eyes were dull, and his whole body had been redressed and dressed, wearing a set of cleanly washed gray-black Taoist robes, with a hair crown standing on his head, just like an old Taoist priest.

"You, senior?" Cha Wenbin hurriedly tried to help Xuan Zi up from the coffin, leaning against the corner of the wall, Xuan Qizi looked at Cha Wenbin weakly and said: "I finally waited for you, I always told Huazi to leave, to see the Sanqing Patriarch." ”

Realizing whether he was seriously ill, Cha Wenbin immediately called the fat man to come in and wanted to send him down the mountain to seek medical treatment, Xuan Qizi waved his hand and said: "No need, the oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, birth, old age, sickness and death are all kinds of life, I should have left a long time ago after living this life." His voice was intermittent, and every time he opened his eyelids, he looked so weak, Cha Wenbin still had a lot of things to ask him, but how could a person who was still alive yesterday only work for half a day......

With a "bang", Cha Wenbin kicked a wine bottle in a panic, and he picked it up to see that it was a brand-new wine that had just been opened. There were two wine glasses on the ground, one of which was full and the other empty.

"Has anyone been here?" Cha Wenbin asked, "Senior, you have to tell me what happened!" ”

"I've talked too much." Xuan Qizi said: "Wen Bin, remember what I told you, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, you have to let go when you should let go, there is a cemetery in the back mountain, please bury the old man Huazi there, with his back to Zhongnan Mountain, I have no face to see the ancestors......" Vaguely, the corners of his mouth began to gradually seep blood, and then his eyelids began to slowly close. This caught Cha Wenbin off guard, and he shouted hard to let the fat man carry him out, but Ye Qiu said on the side: "It's too late, there is poison in this wine." ”

"What?"

"Look," Ye Qiu held two dead rats in his hands, both of which were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, "they both have a smell of wine, they should be ......"

"Why!" Cha Wenbin roared: "You tell me, why! Who is it! No matter how he swayed, Xuan Qizi could no longer open his mouth, although he tried to say something, but the mouth only opened a little but was no longer weak. After all, the raised arm hung down, and a crystal clear tear crossed the corner of his eye, this dress may have been worn by him when he was young in Zhongnanshan, and when he died, he still put it on for himself after all......

In fact, this coffin was prepared for himself many years ago, and it is a new coffin. There is indeed an empty grave in the back mountain, and the loess pits in the tomb are all fresh. Put it in the coffin, a piece of loess, this little bag of earth may no longer be noticed in the near future, leaving no inscription, as if this Xuanzi had never been in this world......

"Cha Ye, it's getting dark, shall we go back?" Looking at Cha Wenbin, whose back was becoming more and more desolate, the fat man had asked for the third time.

"Stone," Cha Wenbin beckoned to him: "Come here, I'll discuss something with you, and when you go back, pack up and leave, you are not too young, you should start a family." ”

"What do you mean?" The fat man smiled and said, "You shouldn't really take that old Taoist priest's words seriously." ”

"You see, I'm going to have a queen soon, and it's not suitable for so many people to live together."

"Cha Ye, your excuse is really vulgar," the fat man beckoned Ye Qiu to come over and said: "Second brother, how about the two of us build a house in Wuli, I will pay the money, you can use which style you want, we usually go to him to eat and drink, and I will tell you about the daughter-in-law when I go back." By the way, what's the name of that girl in Zhuangyuan Village, oh yes, Cheng Zijin Cheng girl, I think she is as good as the second child......"

"Are you scared?" Ye Qiu rarely said something, this man was silent most of the time.

"I'm afraid," Cha Wenbin didn't deny it, he said: "I'm really afraid, whether the sun will rise tomorrow will not change because of my joy and anger, and some things may really be predestined." Think about me carefully in the past 20 years, from the earliest adoptive parents, to the later master, to the Xiaoyi I knew, and then Xiaobai, you. None of my relatives and friends, if you really count the time, can stay with me for more than ten years. ”

"I'm not afraid if you're afraid." The fat man said: "My life should have been yours a long time ago, and if one day I can really catch it, I will not regret it." ”

"You don't regret it, but I will," Cha Wenbin said, "I want to wash my hands anymore, and I feel more and more trapped in the past few years." Involved in this vortex with you, such as Xuanzizi, I dare say, if I hadn't been there, he might not have left so soon. ”

"The people of Romans did it," the fat man sneered, "and it's really ghostly." ”

"Anyone who knows something about the details will end up like this," Cha Wenbin said: "I am a puppet, and there will always be a thread behind me, so that my life is planned, no matter how hard I try to get rid of it, but the result will be the same after all." ”

"If I really wait until that day, I'll go." Ye Qiu said: "Instead of becoming a burden, it is better to put it down by yourself first." ”

In the history of Ma'an Town, today is undoubtedly the craziest, more than 100 coffins were pulled out, poured gasoline horizontally and vertically, and the fire burned so much that Cha Wenbin could see the black smoke above his head from afar.

"Is it okay if the man burned to death?" The fat man thinks so.

"No," Cha Wenbin said, "the resentful spirit is different from the zombie, the existence of the physical body or not actually has little to do with him, they are more similar to the ghost, I am afraid that this trip will only anger the foreign missionary even more." A resentful spirit who knows a lot about Daomen spells, and to be honest, I'm not very sure. ”

"That's what they deserve, this is called self-inflicted sin and can't live, we are kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, do you think Bao Dafu will be the first one?"

"I hope that's not the case......" Cha Wenbin said: "I want to change the way, whether this person or a ghost, after all, they are all thoughtful, born from anger, then calm this resentment......" He shook his head and said: "I don't know if this line of thinking is right, he is a monk anyway, Western religion also talks about the distinction between good and evil, and also has the obligation to redeem sinful souls, and now he has fallen into hell, according to their teachings, if he does not repent, he will be punished by their gods, and he will suffer in hell forever." A monk who originally came to redeem the lost souls of the poor people in the leprosy village, I believe that his origin will not be like this, so you should try it. ”

Bao Dafu saw Cha Wenbin, and after the impulse, he couldn't help but show remorse when he met again, "Mr. Cha, I ......"

"Since this is already the case, it is futile to say anything," Cha Wenbin sighed and said, "Tell everyone to gather together tonight, don't be alone." ”

He was shocked and said, "Aren't they all burned!" Could it be that there will be evil spirits at work? ”

"Believe it or not, you decide for yourself," Cha Wenbin opened the compass, the pointer on it rotated wildly, watching Bao Dafu's face gradually begin to turn pale, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say, and he muttered halfway: "Could it be that I got into trouble?" ”

Not only is it causing trouble, it is simply adding fuel to the fire! The wind was particularly strong that night, so strong that people walked on the street and felt that someone was pushing behind their backs, but all those who had children in the house were crying all night, and when it was dark, all kinds of birds in the forest flew out, and the earth dogs that were originally guarding the yard were all curled up in the kennel and shivering all over their bodies, and even the lice on their bodies were about to be shaken clean.

At seven o'clock, it was supposed to be dark and I couldn't see my fingers, but that day it wasn't like that, the lightning in the west was dancing wildly, and the winter thunder shook and shook the roof tiles. The original white electric traces were also glowing with a dark green, and the only remaining leaves were dragged around the ground, and the "woo" was like a wolf howling and a ghost crying......

There is a primary school in Ma'an Town, just behind Bao Dafu's shop, and the classroom is crowded with villagers who have come to gather, and the power in the village begins to cut off at six o'clock, and the candles all over the ground are so sad that the silent people are so sad. Just a few hours ago, they were waving their shovels, and a few hours later, they were like a flock of lost lambs, each of them silently reciting the words of peace that they knew, some chanting "Nam no Amitabha", and others praying to Christ with a cross on their chests......

Their hearts were terrified, not as strong as they appeared, and some people said that when the coffin was burned in the afternoon, they already felt that something was wrong. So some people began to complain, some people began to quarrel, some people pointed the finger at Bao Dafu, and many people also gathered around Cha Wenbin, trying to get more protection from this Taoist priest......