The wind was gusting, and although it felt that it was still very hot on the body, there was a chill in everyone's hearts.

In front of the tombstone of No. 565 Songhe Cemetery, everyone stood silently, looking at the photos and names on the tombstone, and their hearts were stunned.

It was Yue Jiangang's tomb, and from the inscription, it was known that he had died a year and a half earlier.

Because it wasn't Qingming, there were hardly any other people in the cemetery. Qian Yiduo looked around nervously, and immediately squatted down and carefully pried open the cement cover where the urn was placed.

Zhang Yuanshan burned a piece of yellow paper with Qin Juan's name and birth date in the small urn storage pit, and then immediately re-covered the cement slab on it, and then Qian Yiduo sealed the cement slurry that had been prepared in advance.

After all this was done, the dark clouds just dispersed, and the sun shone on everyone and it hurt hotly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Qin Juan asked nervously, "Daochang Zhang, did this really coax Yue Jiangang's ghost?" ”

Zhang Yuanshan comforted: "Miss Qin, you can rest assured." I have already drawn a talisman on the paper with your birth date written on it, and Yue Jiangang's ghost will think that you are also dead, and will never enter your dreams again. Our top priority now is to rush to Jixiang Temple, which is the most terrifying. ”

When everyone hurried to Jixiang Temple, it was almost sunset. Zhang Yuanshan told everyone that if he wanted to help Qin Juan get rid of his bad luck, he had to choose when the yang energy was about to disappear and the yin energy would become heavier, and he would cast a spell to stop the dream demon from entanglement with Qin Juan.

Several people got out of the car and hurried to the locust forest bathed in the sunset.

When they entered the forest, everyone immediately felt that their eyes were darkened, and it was like two worlds outside the forest.

Qin Juan shrank behind Shi Liya in fear and followed everyone to the big locust tree. In the hollow of the locust tree, the wishing bag that Qin Juan put was faintly exposed.

Zhang Yuanshan burned a few pieces of yellow paper under the locust tree, took out the yellow paper with Qin Juan's name and birth date written on it, and said to Qin Juan with a serious expression: "Miss Qin, you bite your middle finger now and drip blood on the yellow paper!" ”

Qin Juan stretched out her hand, trembling and finally stuffing her fingers into her lips, biting hard, and her face suddenly showed a very painful look.

Blood dripped from Qin Juan's trembling fingers on the yellow paper, and after a while, it seeped into most of the yellow paper. Zhang Yuanshan ordered everyone to leave, and he took out another stack of yellow paper, placed it under the locust tree, and lit it with a lighter.

When the flames were rising, Zhang Yuanshan took out the wishing bag placed by Qin Juan from the hole in the tree, wrapped it in the yellow paper with Qin Juan's name and birth date dripping with Qin Juan's blood, and threw them into the fire together.

Strange to say, when the wishing bag was lit, everyone faintly heard what seemed to be a woman's faint and resentful cry echoing in the gloomy locust forest.

That cry seemed to be Qin Juan's voice. When everyone looked at Qin Juan in surprise, they saw that she was just opening her frightened eyes, and her body was trembling, and it was not her voice at all.

Everyone was shocked, but no one dared to make a sound, only Zhang Yuanshan was calmly reciting a few incantations.

After a short time, the fire was finally extinguished, and only a pile of ashes was left under the roots of the locust tree. A gust of wind blew, rolling up the pile of whitish paper ashes, which swirled and fluttered in the air, and finally dissipated in the air.

Zhang Yuanshan said lightly: "It's okay, let's go back!" ”

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk out of the locust forest, when they suddenly heard Zhao Wan'er say nervously: "Listen, there seems to be some movement over there." ”

Everyone was shocked, and they all stopped and listened attentively. Sure enough, there were bursts of strange sounds not far away.

Li Bing said in surprise: "Why is it getting dark, there are still people in this Jixiang Temple?" It's like the sound of digging the ground, it's strange, who is digging in Jixiang Temple? ”

Qin Juan said fearfully: "Don't worry about it, I'm scared to death, let's go!" ”

Li Bing twisted, and saw Zhao Wan'er and Shi Liya, also like Qin Juan, showing frightened expressions. He said softly: "Now that the yin qi is starting to get worse, you women should leave quickly." Brother Qian, you take the three of them back to the car. Brother Zhang and I are strong in yang and are not afraid of ghosts and evils, if we leave now, I am afraid that we will never be able to solve the mystery of the five elements. ”

Several people got along day and night, and they had already had the same heart, and Qian Yiduo didn't say much, so they hurriedly took the three of them and rushed out of the locust forest and hurriedly ran to the place where the off-road vehicle was parked.

After they left, Li Bing coughed lightly: "Brother Zhang, hehe, I'm so sorry for you, every time there is something terrible and dangerous, I always hold you." ”

Zhang Yuanshan said with a bitter face: "What can be done about this?" Who made me a Taoist priest, and you are my good brother, so I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Li Bing, let's quietly hide at the door of the temple and find out. ”

Li Bing nodded, and Zhang Yuan's lynx bent together, almost tiptoeing, without making a sound, and slowly approached the gate of the broken temple.

The many tall poplar trees in the walls of the ruined temple courtyard were blown by the night wind.

Li Bing and Zhang Yuanshan looked at each other for a while, and they couldn't help but feel stunned. Near the remnants of the bungalow behind the courtyard wall, a gray shadow was gouging something on the ground.

Zhang Yuanshan nervously reached into the bag, prepared a few pieces of rune paper, took out a small bottle of cinnabar, opened the lid, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

He and Li Bing exchanged glances, and the two quietly approached the white shadow.

The white shadow seemed to be unaware of the approach of the two of them, and was still struggling to dig the ground. Zhang Yuanshan and Li Bing slowly approached, and they could already clearly hear the rough breath of the white shadow.

When I got to the front of me, I found that in front of this dim ruined temple, the white shadow looked from behind, like the figure of a man in his twenties.

I only heard the white shadow scolding and scolding: "It's dark, and the ghosts are coming out, I don't believe I can't find you!" ”

Listening to that inexplicable sentence, Li Bing was stunned in his heart: It seems that this is really a ghost! I don't know if Brother Zhang is sure that he can lower it!

A voice faintly came from outside the ruined temple: "San'er, it's dark, come back quickly!" ”

Zhang Yuanshan and Li Bing looked at each other, only feeling that this voice seemed to have been heard somewhere, but they couldn't remember it. The voice was in the gloomy ruined temple, mixed with the rattling of the poplar forest, and although it seemed very distant, it was still clearly recognizable.

The white shadow suddenly became taller, and seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanshan was horrified in his heart, thinking that the white shadow had discovered him and Li Bing.

In his desperation, a bottle of cinnabar was splashed on the white shadow, and at the same time, several pieces of yellow paper were also scattered on the white shadow.

The white shadow screamed miserably, jumped up with its teeth and claws, and let out a terrifying scream from its mouth. Li Bing also rushed forward, gasping for the white shadow.