The door was pushed open with a creak, and a shiny bald uncle poked his head out from outside, looked Nobita and Li Sheng up and down, and said with a smile: "Long time no see." ”

"You are?" Lin Daxiong froze, this person seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Forgot your way so quickly?" A bald man came to Nobita in three steps and trembled, touched his head casually, and said with a smile: "You take a closer look, do you remember?" ”

Lin Daxiong frowned again and again after being shocked, and after thinking for a long time, he slapped his forehead and said, "It's you!" The third uncle ties paper! Zhu San! ”

"Haha!" Zhu San sat down next to Li Sheng unceremoniously, smiling on his lips, but his face became serious, he took out a turtle shell from his arms and held it in the palm of his hand, shook it twice, and then poured out three coins from the shell and spread them on the table, he looked down and put the coin back into the turtle shell and continued to shake it, and so on six times.

Money Bu! Lin Daxiong took a look and learned that Zhu San was asking for divination, the surface of the turtle shell was rough, and the fine lines were all over it, which should be the six-line divination turtle shell, but the coin used was not the standard Five Emperor coins, but the one yuan used in contemporary times, which was very nondescript.

After a while, Zhu San took back the turtle shell and coin, and said solemnly: "Nobita, I don't know if you have ever made a divination for yourself?" ”

"This one doesn't." Lin Daxiong shook his head, he also knew a little about this divination method. As the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, if it is for someone to tell a fortune, it will naturally be punished by heaven if it is leaked, which is also one of the reasons why fortune tellers often do not live very well in their own lives. If you tell a hexagram for yourself, the moment the hexagram is generated, it will not work, because some things can be changed by forcibly changing one's own behavior pattern, no matter how big a person is, it is not as big as the sky, and forcibly doing it will only destroy the life span.

"You and this little brother beside you are in great trouble, and you don't know it." Zhu San tapped the table with his index finger and said in an astonishing voice.

Although the current file of Old Man Chen has foreshadowed something, but after hearing this, Lin Daxiong was still shocked, Li Sheng hurriedly took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it over, and said respectfully: "Please also ask Mr. Zhu to make it clear!" ”

Zhu San took the cigarette and lit it, took a smash and smashed, and continued: "Lin Daxiong, do you know why I came today? ”

Zhu San knows divination, and it is naturally not difficult to find his place of residence accurately, but why he came, Lin Daxiong didn't know, so he shook his head.

"You're also an insider, so I won't go around in circles with you. To put it simply, every customer who comes to my store to buy paper will be counted as a hexagram, and if the hexagram is good, I will say it at that time, and if the hexagram is bad, I will secretly help him through the catastrophe," Zhu San said, took two more puffs of cigarette, and said slowly: "You are the most vicious one among the customers I have met, and almost any divination algorithm is used to calculate the murderous hexagram." ”

"So what?" Lin Daxiong said disapprovingly, he had also calculated the hexagram for himself out of curiosity before, and he didn't really care about what appeared on the hexagram, life is a random event in the world, how can a simple one or two hexagrams be able to penetrate the mystery.

As the saying goes, things are man-made, and hexagrams will change due to many complex things, and they are not immutable.

Zhu San glanced at Nobita, smiled and said: "This kind of thing can't be believed, and you can't believe it, the things handed down by the ancestors naturally have a certain value, otherwise they won't be passed down to this day." If you don't want to hear it, I won't talk about it. ”

"Listen, listen!" Li Sheng couldn't stop glaring at Lin Daxiong, and urged Zhu San to continue.

"I'm here today for one purpose, and that is to remove the demon brand and eliminate karma for you." Zhu San's eyes swept over the cotton clothes in the trash can and said calmly.

Lin Daxiong's eyes lit up, and he knew that he had come all the way to find himself, and it must be more than just a hexagram.

When Li Sheng heard this, he seemed to immediately come back to his senses, looked at Zhu San again, squinted his eyes and said, "How do I feel like a living bodhisattva?" ”

"The living bodhisattva can't talk about it, and I have to obey the orders sent by the above." Zhu San spread out his hand and said helplessly.

Organization?! Lin Daxiong was shocked when he heard this, could it be related to that chapter?

Li Sheng was also stunned when he heard this, but he didn't ask much, he had also seen Nobita's armband, and judging from what he had experienced in the past two days, there was an organization behind the chapter. For the time being, he is not sure whether the 'organization' mentioned by Zhu San is this organization, and he still understands the truth that if you say too much, you will lose.

"The only way to get rid of the 'ghost branding' is to play dead." Zhu San touched the abrupt door of his head, and his eyes suddenly fell on Li Sheng's body and said: "I calculated a hexagram for the two of you just now, if there is no mistake, this branded ghost should be the same one, so it is enough to prepare a coffin." ”

"Prepare the coffin?" Li Sheng swallowed his saliva and blinked.

Lin Daxiong sighed, put aside Zhang's matter for a while, and nodded: "It's okay, you will protect the Fa for us when the time comes." ”

……

The next day, at midnight, twelve o'clock.

Everyone prepared the coffin and gathered at the entrance of the village.

Under the command of Zhu San, Lin Daxiong and Li Sheng put on makeup, changed into longevity clothes, and lay down in the same coffin, Zhang Zhengming, Wen Xiang and the other six teachers of "Daxiong Primary School" were responsible for carrying the coffin, Lu Fengxian sprinkled paper money along the road, and Zhu San himself was responsible for presiding, and everything was in full swing.

The way to remove the ghost brand is to deceive the people of the underworld by playing dead, so that they mistakenly believe that the target is dead, so that they will no longer be entangled with people.

The two of them were inevitably a little crowded when they lay in a coffin, Li Sheng kicked Nobita with a smile, Lin Daxiong kicked his leg and pressed against his little shengzi, and the two of them suddenly scuffled like a child, at this time, Zhu San's voice came from outside the coffin: "Get up the coffin!" ”

The eight people carrying the coffin rolled up their sleeves when they heard the sound, shouted one, two, three, and shouted one, two, three, and carried the coffin on their shoulders with all their might, and at the same time, Lu Fengxian threw all the paper money in his hand into the air, and then, ushered in Zhu San's shout: "Yin people are on the road, Yang people are avoiding!" ”

"Not to mention, lying in this coffin really feels like dust is back to dust." Li Sheng was lying on his side, with a thick layer of foundation on his face, looking very pale.

Lin Daxiong glared at him, made a silent movement, and whispered: "Don't talk, even if you pretend to be presentable, those people in the underworld are not vegetarians." ”

At this time, it was close to one o'clock, the moon was dark and the wind was high, there was not a single star in the sky, and the villagers had already turned off the lights and fallen asleep from house to house, and the village was unusually deserted.

Walking through the entrance of the village, Zhu San suddenly waved his hand to signal everyone to stop, and said in his mouth: "Burn paper." ”

Lu Fengxian nodded, took the lighter from Zhang Zhengming's hand, lit the paper money and left it on the side of the road, Zhu San saw this and waved at everyone to continue walking.

The group walked from the entrance of the village to the end of the village, and then walked from the end of the village to the back mountain, and the eight people in charge of carrying the coffin were already tired and sweating profusely, and they were out of breath, and the two people in the coffin also began to feel stuffy in their chests and breathless.

"It's so neat, really useful?" Zhang Zhengming gasped and muttered.

Wen Xiang shook his head, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "I don't know." ”

"Don't speak!" Zhu San snorted coldly, seeing that it was about to be three o'clock, three o'clock in the morning was the most yin time of the day, and there was no room for half a point difference.

When they arrived at the back mountain, everyone landed the coffin smoothly, and Lu Fengxian took out a bundle of paper, gold and silver from the black plastic bag, and began to burn the two tombstones that had already been erected.

After the burning, Zhu San was about to order the original way back, suddenly frowned, looked up at the sky, the moon on the horizon was mostly covered by a cloud of black clouds, and he could only vaguely see a bright star, and realized that something was wrong, he looked back and saw that the paper had been burned to ashes, and there was nothing abnormal.

Getting closer, Zhu San squatted down and looked at it, for some reason, the sand and stones on the ground seemed to be shaking slightly, as if something heavy had smashed the ground and trembled, he felt a little strange, and hurriedly pinched a magic trick and pointed it to the center of his eyebrows, and then opened his eyes to see, the burning place was still the same.

"It's broken!"

Lin Daxiong, who was lying in the coffin, suddenly opened his eyes and sighed secretly. Hurriedly stretched out his hand and put the lid on the coffin, which was too tightly covered to poke open.

Li Shengdu was about to fall asleep, and when he heard Nobita banging on the coffin lid, he was full of excitement, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"There is a Yin Soldier ......"

There was a sudden chill from behind him, Zhu San's heart sank, and he froze when he turned around.

Everyone noticed that Zhu San's expression was strange, frowned, and also looked back, there was nothing strange on the dark village road, so they asked in unison, "What's the matter?" ”

Others can't see it, but Zhu San can see it clearly:

The sky was dark and cloudy, and no less than a hundred Yin soldiers jumped out of a narrow path, like an army in ancient times, like a long snake, and the tail could not be seen at a glance. This group of people were all wearing iron armor with the word "soldier", holding three-foot copper locks, their cheeks were smeared with red cheeks, and their cheeks were puffed out and their eyes were glaring.

In an instant, a terrifying aura quickly swept in, like a boulder pressing on Zhu San's chest, and he couldn't breathe.

"Climb down and pretend to be dead, no matter what you see, don't make a sound, quick!" Zhu San shouted urgently.

After saying that, Zhu San immediately made a flying pounce, knocking the nearest Lu Fengxian to the ground, then closed his eyes tightly, and held his breath.

At this time, Li Sheng in the coffin couldn't help but whisper, "Why do I feel that the ground is trembling?" ”

"We've met a Yin soldier passing by!" Lin Daxiong lowered his voice and responded.

"Yin soldiers passing by?"

According to legend, every time the king of Hades travels to the yang world, there are hundreds of Yin soldiers to protect him, and it is best for the living to crawl on the ground and pretend to be dead, if you look back, the yang fire in the back of the heart will be blown out, and the yin qi of the Yin soldiers will invade the body, and you will be seriously ill in the future, and finally the soul will be taken away by the Yin soldiers.

When the "Yin soldiers pass by", there will be a little ghost jumping out to blow the trumpet, and the sound of blowing out is terrifying, echoing in the mountains, so the folk call it: mountain sound.

Lying on the ground, before everyone had time to think about it, a mournful tone like a ghost crying came from a distance, and when they were about to look up, they suddenly remembered Zhu San's reminder, and quickly held their breath......