After listening to the story told by Mr. Wang, I felt very uncomfortable...... More:. In the latest chapter, Li Shuangzi first poisoned, and then slashed, mutilating the whole family. The methods are cruel, of course, this is wrong, but there is also a certain reason for it, if it wasn't for the family to 'force' her to this role, she wouldn't be so mad.

It's getting late, and this abandoned old house looks even more 'gloomy' in the night breeze. Teacher Wang turned the car around and pulled us back to the county. After the coordination of Officer Song, we were arranged to live in a county guest house.

After dinner in the evening, Erlong and I discussed the next step in the room.

It stands to reason that after investigating the background of this family, it is over.

If Lu Ling does have a past life, and her previous life has something to do with this family, it can basically be concluded based on the analysis of the fate she has encountered in this life to be abused and killed. Her previous life should have been Li Shuangzi.

According to my assumptions, how many people she killed, how many times she would die in this life, and one by one to atone for her sins, then she would die at least a dozen times.

There was a computer in the room, I turned on the power, sat in front of the monitor and sighed for a long time, carefully reading the words, and wrote down the tragedy of the old Wang's family. It was then sent to Officer Liao's mailbox. Once we've done that, our investigation is over.

I mean leave here early tomorrow morning and go home.

Erlong has a different opinion, he said: "Although the tragedy of the year has disappeared, I can feel that the grievances of Li Shuangzi and that family are still there. We don't know, but if we know about it, I want to go and worship tomorrow morning. ”

I thought about it, and I thought it was good. We went around the murder house today, it was a little abrupt, once it was stained with something unclean, tomorrow we will take more paper money offerings or something, and pay tribute to it seriously, there is only good and no harm.

After sleeping all night, Erlong and I got up early the next morning. Ask the guest house attendant if there is a funeral shop nearby. Inquire about the location and we will go straight over. I bought a lot of burning paper and paper money, bundles of long incense, and went to the morning market to buy some vegetables and fish 'meat' as offerings.

After we were ready, we planned to take a bus to the village where the Wang family lived, and we didn't want to trouble Mr. Wang anymore. Who would have thought that Mr. Wang would call us and ask if we had time, and he wanted to invite us to the old house to pay respects. This idea coincides with us, and we told him on the phone, and we also have this meaning, everything is bought, just let him come directly.

It didn't take long for Mr. Wang to arrive in his car. He opened the trunk and put the paper-burning offerings we had bought inside. He told us to wait, and then he ran to the funeral parlor and bought a lot of burn money and came back. I said, "Mr. Wang, you don't have to buy it. We bought enough. ”

Teacher Wang shook his head: "Paper money can't be 'mixed', you buy it's yours, and I buy it's mine." ”

The three of us got into the car and headed straight to the village. At nine o'clock in the morning, I arrived at the old residence of the Wang family. We took our things out of the trunk, and Mr. Wang asked us what we planned to do after the worship. I said, the matter has been investigated, and the report has been sent to me, and after the worship, Erlong and I will go back.

Teacher Wang said, I want to keep you for lunch.

We chatted politely and carried our things into the old house. In broad daylight, the sun is shining, but it's still so 'cloudy' and cold. We briefly discussed it, and the paper money was divided into two parts, one part was burned in the courtyard, and the other part was taken to the inner hall with the offerings, and burned in front of the Li Shuangzi tablet in the shrine.

In the courtyard, we lit a portion of the selected paper money and incense. The old house is a wooden structure, and we are afraid that the sparks will burn the wood, and we draw a large circle outside the paper money. One of us picked up a wooden stick and pressed the burning paper money, afraid that it would fly out.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after the flame of paper money was lit, the 'yin' cold air in the yard seemed to have diminished a lot. Teacher Wang squatted on the ground with a wooden stick, and while 'fiddling' the burning paper money, he chanted in pieces: "Li Shuangzi, and all the unjust souls who died in the house, I wish you a happy life as soon as possible, and don't be entangled in the world with resentment." ”

After a short time, the paper money burned out, the flames gradually extinguished, and a black 'colored' paper ash was left on the ground.

We didn't rush to leave, and we tossed back and forth with sticks, leaving no sparks. If, because we are not careful, we set this ruined house on fire, we will be guilty of a great sin. It was originally a well-intentioned sacrifice, but it turned out to burn down the shelter of these unjust ghosts, which is really impossible to say.

After tidying up the courtyard, we came to the inner hall with the offerings, and when we arrived at the shrine, Erlong was just about to put the offerings on it, and when he raised his eyes and saw the tablet above, he was stunned.

Mr. Wang and I looked at him strangely, and we also leaned over to look at him, which frightened us.

The crimson tablet is still there, but the shrine behind it is filled with words written with sharps. These words are deeply engraved in the stone, and they are actually the word "hate" one after another.

With so many large and small "hatreds" crammed together, it can be seen that the person who carved it reveals a strong resentment, which simply makes people's scalp tingle.

"This ...... Who did this? Teacher Wang was shocked.

Erlong and I glanced at each other, and my back was cold, these words were probably engraved by Lu Ling. Who else else? If it was really her, this matter would be troublesome, but I didn't expect that after reincarnation, she would go through several atonement experiences of torture and death, but the resentment in her heart still couldn't let go, across time and space, across life, and followed closely like maggots attached to the bones.

We were hesitating when suddenly there was a "bang" behind us

Accompanied by the voice, someone was singing, and the voice was very low and somewhat unpleasant. At first, we were surprised and frowned, but as we listened, we were completely 'fascinated' by this person's desolate and rich singing.

He sings: When you think of it, compassion is born; A fate, thousands of miles of love; I have seen the red sleeves dancing, where can I hear the crying and singing, the grace of the previous life, and the enmity of the afterlife, all paid a candle, and the lights were faint. This time I went to the vast sky and the sea, and then returned to the firmament of the world. You say you love me, you say you hate me, and when you wake up, it's nothing more than a glass of water and wine and rain falling into the sky.

This man's voice bears the traces of rust of ancient years, and the long melody is like a spell that makes people feel 'intertwined'. A heavy sigh was followed by confusion and sadness.

We were all intoxicated and impressed. Mr. Wang is a 'sexual' person, and when he heard such singing words and tones, his eyes turned red, probably remembering some memories from the past.

And Erlong and I were even more moved, because the more we listened, the more we felt that this sound was very familiar, very, very familiar.

We walked around the shrine and through the back 'door' of the inner hall, outside which was an overgrown abandoned courtyard. In the depths of the courtyard, two people sat under a large withered yellow tree. One of them, while knocking on the wooden fish, sang a song. The other knelt beside him, buried his head, and listened quietly.

As soon as I saw the person knocking on the wooden fish, I was stunned, my eyes turned red for a moment, and tears were rolling. The person who sings is the one who is the one who is the bell.

The person kneeling in front of him, I also recognized, it was Lu Ling.

How did the bell come? Has he been released from the underworld? Is this scene in front of him igniting Lu Ling?

I was about to go over when Erlong stopped me and shook his head gently. Mr. Wang stood behind us, and he did not act rashly, he was completely 'fascinated' in this song, and slapped lightly from time to time, especially engaged and moved.

Slowly, the sound of the wooden fish stopped, and Xie Ling stretched out his hand to 'touch' the top of Lu Ling's head. Lu Ling kowtowed, stood up, walked into the depths of the courtyard, and disappeared.

Xie Ling didn't seem surprised at all when he saw us, beckoned us and motioned for us to come over.

Let's walk over. Xie Ling sat on the ground, we were standing, Erlong actually knelt on the ground with a "poof", hugged Xie Ling and cried: "Master......"

Xie Ling smiled: "I'm not your master, I can't afford this big gift, hurry up." ”

Originally, I 'felt' miss him, but I felt embarrassed to see him, and I didn't know what to say. The bell was very strange, and he didn't get up when we came, he still sat on the ground. When I looked closely, I realized that something was wrong, and the two 'legs' of the bell were actually "withered". How to describe it, his two 'legs' are like the symptoms of polio, so thin that they are like two bamboo poles, and they can't support his body at all.

"Ring, your 'legs' ......," I said.

Xie Ling smiled: "It's okay, this is the 'leg' I borrowed." ”

We looked at each other. Xie Ling said: "I still go back to the 'yin' world, but only temporarily return to the yang." This time I came to educate the souls of wrong. You see, it's Lu Ling. Luo Dao, before I left, I entrusted you with the matter of Lu Dagang and Lu Ling's brother and sister, do you know why? ”

"After these events, I have a deeper understanding of cause and effect and fate." I say. Immediately, I shared some of my thoughts and thoughts on these days.

Xie Ling nodded: "Actually, I am not an unpredictable prophet, I only know the beginning, and I don't know that the whole thing can develop to this point in the end." You have experienced the affairs of the Lu brothers and sisters, as well as the soul sealing spell, it is not easy to have these thoughts. The whole thing, the 'underworld' has been paying attention to it, and to this day, I have enlightened Lu Ling, and the entire public case can be concluded. Actually, it doesn't matter how this thing progresses, and what the outcome will be in the end, what matters," he paused and said, "I have seen your enlightenment, I have seen your thinking, and this is a very important thing to enter the 'door' to learn spells." Okay, is there anything else you can ask about this? ”

"Is Lu Ling the reincarnation of Li Shuangzi, if Li Shuangzi is reincarnated and gone, why is there still a red-clothed 'female' ghost here? Lu Ling has been tortured and killed many times, why didn't he die? I asked.

Xie Ling said: "The 'female' ghost in red is actually the resentment of Li Shuangzi, you are right to say that she is Li Shuangzi, and it is not bad to say that she is not Li Shuangzi, it depends on your own understanding." And the real Li Shuangzi has been reincarnated as Lu Ling, and her situation is more special. The retribution of karma and evil in the yang world, the torture inflicted should be carried out in the hell of the 'underworld'. And Lu Ling is very special, and the punishment for her takes place in the yang world. Her situation can no longer be considered in terms of ordinary people's lives, you can understand it this way, the meaning of her life is to repay the debts of her previous life! ”

"I want to know who gave Lu Dagang the ability to become an executioner. Is the Soul Sealing Spell to avoid death really exploiting the 'hole' of life? I asked.

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