Speaking of Cha Wenbin that night, Cha Wenbin has only been learning the Tao for more than ten years, and his master Ma Sufeng has not taught him as carefully as ordinary masters treat this disciple who has closed the door in these days, but is a little lazy.

This is related to the tradition of Tianzheng Dao, Tianzheng Dao since the founding of the sect by the ancestor Ling Zhengyang, what he pays attention to is a casual freedom, there is almost no restraint on the disciples in the door, he himself is a person who is both good and evil, the so-called good and bad are between his thoughts, quite a bit of chivalrous atmosphere.

Cha Wenbin knows that he is shallow, and he doesn't dare to start easily, this week Ziyuan is a scholar, and the ancient books he has studied are bound to be vast.

Moreover, in the era of a thousand years ago, Taoist disciples were full of incense, and those strange methods are still lonely and can't find a source.

But don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, a single Beijing city of feng shui, since the Yuan Dynasty Kublai Khan built the capital according to the plan of the great minister Liu Bingzhong, and then experienced the Ming and Qing dynasties until modern times have not changed much, this is because our ancestors and sages looked up at astronomy, and then looked down on the mysteries of the universe explored by geography for thousands of years, and then corresponded to the movement of celestial bodies with the changes of time on the earth and the change of seasons, and finally derived everything on the earth and even the fate of man is a reflection of heaven.

Tao is a religion and a science, and there are so many things in it, so Cha Wenbin didn't dare to hold it up.

Since Zhou Ziyuan, after thousands of years, the unjust souls in this ancestral hall are all hundreds of years old goblins, not to mention whether they will hurt people, just that evil qi can make ordinary people who enter this place in the middle of the night sick.

As usual, the largest coffin was put on a stick of incense, this incense burner is quite imposing, with a three-legged round belly, and the earrings on both sides are also sacred birds and phoenixes, this shape was the highest courtesy of the civil official totem in the past, and it is enough to see that Zhou Ziyuan is not returning to his hometown this week.

Behind the incense burner is a spiritual card, the best gold silk nanmu, the font is carved in the Yin carving technique, and the gilded characters show the identity of the owner of the coffin.

However, there is a little Cha Wenbin who feels strange, why this spirit card is used in its natural color instead of the usual red, because the spirit card has been placed for too long, and it is often smoked by incense, it should be black, but it is just a layer of ashes.

Looking at the incense burner coiled around each other in this ancestral hall and gathering in the air, it seemed that he did not miss this gloomy old mansion, Cha Wenbin thought in his heart: Could it be that Ziyuan has never eaten the incense here this week?

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the sky suddenly lit up, and when I looked up, there were thick clouds, and a lightning bolt streaked above.

Sure enough, followed by a muffled thunder, as if someone was holding a gong and drum and slamming it in his ear, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

As mentioned earlier, Cha Wenbin's eyes are much better than those of us ordinary people, and he almost never needs to use a lamp when he walks at night, which is an exercise since childhood.

But tonight, he only felt that it was dark all around, and only the coffin in front of him seemed bright.

"Boom"

, another thunderclap, louder than before, it was like someone had dropped a flare in the room, "pop"

Suddenly, I don't know why, a bolt of lightning actually passed through the clouds and fell straight down...... There is a pine and cypress tree in the middle of this ancestral hall for quite a few years, and I only heard a burst of "zilala"

The sound of the lightning struck it, Cha Wenbin turned his head and looked, good guy, suddenly the flame "poof"

You have to go up, and the middle and upper parts have been cut off, and there can be someone who wants to split yourself?

If we ordinary people encounter such a thing in such an environment, we will either run away immediately, or we will fall to the ground with weak legs, but he Cha Wenbin can't, why?

Since ancient times, I have never heard of a Taoist priest who was killed by thunder, because of this trick to attract thunder, he Cha Wenbin will too!

However, the sparks burning behind this made the ancestral hall suddenly brighter, through the thin layer of mist, Cha Wenbin vaguely saw that something was wrong, there was a coffin of the same volume near this big coffin, but the spirit card in front of it was a little strange.

What's the weird method?

Cha Wenbin thought at first that this was the coffin of Mrs. Zhou Ziyuan or other relatives, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but then in the light of the fire just now, he saw that the spirit plate in front of the coffin was not a common honorific title, but eight big characters: "Double coffins for one day, both civil and military!" ”

Cha Wenbin only read it silently in his heart, and suddenly felt that his spine was a little cold, and he felt that Ziyuan was planning to leave him here this week!

Cha Wenbin, this word search in ancient times there was a wooden word next to it, which was written "hawthorn"

Yes, isn't it just a "bin" for both civil and military affairs

Word, could it be that this week Ziyuan calculated that someone would come to him in a thousand years to trouble?

Then he is the true God!

"Pretending to be a ghost?"

Cha Wenbin sneered at the spirit card and said, "Then I'll try it!" ”

The seven-star sword, the sword is three feet long, the edge of the blade seems blunt but cold, it is Cha Wenbin's personal accessory, in this era, it is really rare to see people with swords.

This is handed down by the ancestor Ling Zhengyang, some say that he found the meteorite outside the sky to build, and some say that he stole it from which Taoist temple, generation after generation of Tianzheng Sect will take this sword and treat it as life, since the moment it was in Ling Zhengyang's hands it is like this, it is still like this in Cha Wenbin's hands, it seems that time has never left traces on this sword.

This coffin is for itself?

"I'm sorry, I don't want to!"

A palm-sized piece of rune paper slashed across the ground against the blade of the sword, sparks splashed in all directions, and a fireball ignited.

The seemingly bladeless blade went straight straight into the coffin's head as easily as cutting tofu, and with only a little force, it instantly sank into half of the sword body.

At this moment, suddenly there was a noise in the coffin, and Cha Wenbin vaguely heard a person's voice muffled in it and shouted: "Fire, yo, yo scalded to death!" ”

There was someone in this coffin!

Just as he was about to take a closer look, "Boom"

Suddenly, the coffin lid was instantly lifted up, only to see a figure jumping out, he fanned the fire on his pants, and rushed out of the coffin with a strange scream and kept running back and forth, but the fire on his butt didn't seem to be extinguished, the guy simply sat on the ground, and after a while of fluttering finally extinguished.

Before Cha Wenbin could speak, the guy opened his mouth first: "Which Wang Bacao set fire to Lao Tzu, see if grandpa doesn't kill you, you fucking wait for grandpa, hey, scalded to death......"

Cha Wenbin is familiar with this voice, and when he looks at it again, who is the guy sitting and rolling on the ground who is not a fat man?

This time, it's Cha Wenbin's turn to be stupid, which one is this singing?

How could he be fat, and how could a fat man be here...... But his demeanor, that voice, that movement, this is something that no one can imitate!

"Stones?"

Cha Wenbin asked cautiously...... The fat man got up on the ground while rubbing his ass and said, "Wen Bin! Good guy, I said that your brain is not bad and almost took Lao Tzu's life, what the hell is going on with you, this old man didn't pull me out for a long time and stabbed me with a knife and set it on fire, this is deliberately asking for my General Shi's life! ”

This guy just said, but soon he seemed to notice that something was wrong, and he turned his head and said, "Hey, where is this, Qiu'er, and Xiaoyi, where did they die, aren't we underground, why did you come here......"

"Are you really fat?"

Cha Wenbin's face was already white, although he had thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought that the fat man would crawl out here, so at this moment he still didn't believe it was true, because the matter about the fat man had reached a stage of mystery that could not be explained and explained.

"Neurotic!"

The fat man stretched his fleshy face forward and said, "You pinch? ”

Cha Wenbin really pinched it, this pinch, with temperature and elasticity, except that his skin was slightly dry, he could really be sure that he was a living person, and even the clothes had not changed.

"Impossible......"

Cha Wenbin took a step back slightly, stared at the coffin and said, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you are not fat, don't pretend to be a ghost for me!" ”

At this time, the fat man was also a little confused, and looked at Cha Wenbin with bared teeth and said, "Damn, are you evil, what the hell is going on with Lao Tzu going in for a while!" ”

Cha Wenbin suddenly had a feeling of collapse, and regardless of the occasion, he shouted: "What's the matter! I still want to know what's going on! ”

Suddenly, the fat man said coldly: "Wen Bin, why do you seem to be old all of a sudden!" By the way, what about them, why are we here! ”

"Don't ask me, don't ask me anything now!"

Cha Wenbin covered his head and kept swaying: "Hallucination, it must be an illusion!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and bit it hard, a row of tooth marks mixed with bloodshot made him suddenly sober in pain, one eye, the fat man was still looking at himself, just like looking at a monster...... "You ......"

"You ......"

Both of them seemed a little confused.

"You'd better speak first."

The fat man sat down with a wave of his hand.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

This was Cha Wenbin's first question, and the fat man looked at his outstretched two fingers and said, "Two hours? ”

Cha Wenbin shook his head, and the fat man asked again: "Shouldn't it be two days?" ”

"Two years!"

"Two years?"

The fat man smiled, he smiled so happily, he thought that this Cha Wenbin, who had always been rigorous, had also learned to joke, but looking at Cha Wenbin's serious face, and then looking at his appearance that seemed to be very different from before, the fat man smiled and trembled, he looked around, he had been to this ghost place before, obviously didn't he get off that big pillar with Ye Qiu and Cha Wenbin, why did he get here!

"Wen Bin, don't scare me, this seems to be a little wrong."

The fat man was already trembling when he said this.

"We, we all thought you were dead, two years ago Xiao Yi thought he had found you, and I thought it was, but Ye Qiu never came back, I only brought back a faint Xiao Yi, he has changed his name to Xia Qiushi, do you know why he changed his name?"

The fat man pointed to himself and said, "Because of me and Qiu'er?" ”

"Yes, because we all thought you were dead......"