Originally, Zhao Shanhu's forcible burning of the corpse was very suspicious, but after listening to Zhao Zhi's explanation about the Silent Soul Wood, I was already completely sure that Zhao Shanlong was absolutely inseparable from the death of his eldest brother!

I decided to start with Zhao Zhi and see what he would say about it.

At this moment, Zhao Zhi got rid of his remorse and continued to ask me about the cause of his uncle's death: "Daoist Xiaoye, why do you say that my uncle was killed by the manifestation of the willow tree?" ”

"When your uncle died, his whole body was covered with willow branches, and half of his body was buried in the courtyard. It looks like a willow tree from afar, and anyone will instinctively think that it has something to do with the willow apparition, and I am no exception. ”

"But that's not the case." Zhao Zhi said.

"What if not? The body has been burned by your father, and this matter is so determined, and the real cause of death can never be found. I continued to test him.

"Why would my dad do that?"

Zhao Zhi is asking both himself and himself, and I can't wait for him to give the answer. But he didn't follow, and after waiting for a long time to no avail, I finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the Zhao family began to handle Zhao Shanlong's funeral. Because the villagers believed that he died from the apparition of the willow tree, and the body had been burned to ashes, the funeral was simple.

Zhao Zhi did not attend his uncle's funeral, and stayed in the bedroom all morning staring at the cross-stitch in a daze. Because of Wang Fang's life-seeking matter, he couldn't eat and sleep well, and his desire to survive gradually weakened.

Looking at him like this, I guess I can't wait for Wang Fang to take revenge, and he can't hold on to it.

"Daoist Ye, I know why Wang Fang didn't come to me for a long time to ask for his life!" Zhao Zhi, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly came up with such a sentence.

"Why?" I'm also curious.

Zhao Zhi didn't answer me, only asked me to follow him to the living room.

When Xie Ling and I first came to Zhao's house, I noticed that there was a shrine in his living room that was covered by a red cloth, and I couldn't see which gods were enshrined in it.

Now that Zhao Zhi lifted the curtain on the shrine, I finally saw what was enshrined inside.

It is a willow Guanyin carved from white jade.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has many images, and the most popular among the common people is the Yangliu Guanyin statue.

This statue of Guanyin is two feet high, with a lotus handprint in one hand and a jade bottle in the other, with a green willow branch inserted in the bottle.

"This willow branch in the jade bottle was taken from the soul wood that was bought by the Japanese. It must be resolving Wang Fang's resentment, so she hasn't come to kill me until now. ”

Zhao Zhi said that although he didn't know what the abilities of the Silent Soul Wood were at that time, seeing that the Japanese really took out 10 million to buy willow trees made him have a strong curiosity.

So he casually folded a willow branch and took it home, and inserted it in the jade bottle of the statue of Guanyin. Ordinary willow branches will lose their leaves in a maximum of three days when inserted in a bottle, but the willow branches taken from the top of the Soul Wood are still full of vitality after more than 20 days.

"Daoist Ye, do you think my guess is right?"

"Quite possibly."

I don't know much about Soul Wood, but I think that's how it should be.

It seems that as long as the Zhao family can keep the willow branches in the jade bottle, and at the same time sincerely worship the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, sooner or later, Wang Fang's resentment will be resolved in a trace, and then Zhao Zhi can be a new person with peace of mind.

It's just that this result is inevitably a little unfair to Wang Fang, because justice has not been served. But Zhao Zhi has indeed changed his mind, and it is not too much to give him a chance to live.

To my surprise, Zhao Zhi's expression did not become lighter because of my confirmation, but instead revealed a deep sadness.

Then he made a gesture that surprised me, he actually pulled the willow branch out of the jade bottle, stripped the willow leaves from it, and peeled off the bark.

In the end, Zhao Zhi crumpled the broken willow branches and willow bark, ran to the yard, and threw it into the biogas digester.

I was dumbfounded, and I couldn't understand why he was leaving. Without willow branches to absorb grievances, Wang Fang was afraid that he would come to him tonight to ask for his life.

"Zhao Zhi, do you know what you're doing? Do you want Wang Fang to come to you for your life? ”

"That's right, I just wanted her to kill me. I should have died a long time ago for my unforgivable sins, and if I lived any longer, all the people around me would live in hell. ”

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Daoist Ye, what Zhang Youde said is right, if the willow tree is gone, it will become a land of resentful spirits and a hell on earth. I just hope she'll stop after she kills me. ”

After Zhao Zhi said this, he began to shut up.

Because he was determined to die, his expression was much more relaxed. No more worries about death threats, a sense of relief.

He began to tidy up the house, even sweeping the yard.

Carefully wiped every piece of furniture in the house, and also checked the electrical circuits and socket switches. Finally, I went back to the bedroom and flipped out the photos from childhood to adulthood......

I know he's going to say his last goodbye, and it makes me feel a little sad.

There is no doubt that Zhao Zhi has really changed his mind, and if he can continue to live, I believe he will make this world a better place. But the truth is clear, in the end, cause and effect are inescapable.

For Wang Fang, who was resentful of death, Zhao Zhi should not continue to live, only death could free her.

In the evening, Zhao Shanhu and Zhang Lanzhi returned home from the funeral, and Zhao Zhi cooked very diligently, during which they talked and laughed, which made them deeply gratified.

Zhang Lanzhi thought that this was my credit, that I relieved his son's mood, and expressed his gratitude to me again and again.

After dinner, Zhao Zhi and I went back to his bedroom.

He closed the door, and the tears finally came out of his eyes. Crying is also a suppressed cry, for fear of being heard by my father. I was looking at it in general, and it was very embarrassing.

"You don't have to be too sad, with me here, it's not like there's no way to live. When she comes, I'll intercede for you. I persuaded.

"No, I don't need you to intercede for me. If you plead, you can beg for my father, after she kills me. ”

"She killed the person who forced her to death, how could she harm your father?"

"You'll know when the time comes......"

The heaviest times of the day are 12 o'clock at noon and 12 o'clock at midnight.

At noon, the initial growth of yin qi was unstoppable, so Lin Xiaoguang, Zhang Youde and others chose to haunt during that time period.

And at midnight, the yin energy reaches its peak, which is more suitable for the yin spirit to come out and move.

Looking at the clock on the wall pointing to twelve o'clock little by little, Zhao Zhi's will to die and be liberated gradually wavered, but instead revealed a painful desire to survive.

After all, it is a human being, and how can anyone not be afraid of death.

"Daoist Ye, is she coming at twelve o'clock?"

"Well, it should be."

"Is there really nothing you can do to save me?"

"Nope. Don't talk about me, even if you go to the main altar of Longhu Mountain, you can't stop her from killing you if you kneel in the Sanqing Palace. The red soul asks for his life, and the way of heaven is not involved. ”

Zhao Zhi stopped talking and walked to the mirror to tidy up his appearance. He was dressed in a new outfit, and his hair was combed neatly. After tidying up his appearance, he took down the cross-stitch given to him by Wang Fang from the wall and hugged it on his chest.

Quietly sit on the bed and wait for death.

And I basically didn't make any preparations, facing a red soul who died with resentment, and it was useless to do anything according to my ways.

When the clock pointed to twelve, the window creaked and the wind blew a crack, and then some of the words in the room became cold.

I got up from the couch, put one hand behind my back, and stretched the other forward in a welcoming pose.

"Guiyunguan Taoist Ye Zhiqiu welcomes guests here, no wonder he is rude!" Although I was scared, I didn't plan to lose the face of a Taoist priest.

Red souls are also ghosts, how can Taoist priests be afraid of ghosts?

There was a sneer outside the window, and then I only felt that there was a flower in front of me, and there was suddenly a woman in the bedroom.

Wearing a green dress, her whole body is shrouded in a faint pink mist.

The skin is snow-white, and the willow waist is slender. Standing casually in the posture of willows, it is prohibitive. Although the facial features are not as delicate as white as frost, they are not comparable to ordinary village girls.

It seems that this is the Red Soul Wang Fang.

"Zhao Zhi, don't come unharmed!"

Wang Fang ignored me and walked directly in front of Zhao Zhi, and the murderous intent in his tone was not concealed at all.