"Your Excellency, what is the land of resentful spirits?" I saw Xie Ling's face change and asked in a low voice.

"The land of the wraiths is hell on earth. Liushutun, big trouble......"

Xie Ling didn't say much about the land of resentful spirits, and as for what trouble Liushutun would have, he didn't say a word.

After eating, Xie Ling asked Zhao Shanhu to send her back to Yunguan.

Now that Lin Xiaoguang has been killed by her, Zhang Youde and the other three evil ghosts also think that Zhao Zhi is a dead person. In the time that followed, the only thing to watch out for was Wang Fang's death chain.

Xie Ling asked me to guard Zhao Zhi every step of the way and wait for her to come back.

After she left, Zhao Zhi and I went back to his room to rest. Zhao Zhi's room is very tidy, and the walls are pasted with calligraphy and paintings, which looks quite elegant.

However, a pair of modern cross-stitch is hung in the middle of the calligraphy and painting, which destroys the overall cultural atmosphere and seems a bit out of place.

This cross-stitch is of a willow tree.

The willow branches are luxuriant, the trunk is thick, and it looks full of life.

"You can't imagine who is embroidering this cross-stitch." Seeing that I had been staring at the willow cross-stitch, Zhao Zhi opened his mouth.

"Who?"

"Wang Fang."

Zhao Shanhu didn't let us let Wang Fang in front of his son, for fear that his son would not be able to stand self-harm. But when Zhao Zhi himself said the name Wang Fang, his expression was not even a little strange.

It may be that his mind has been disturbed too much in the past few days, and the current Zhao Zhi is no different from the walking dead.

"Daoist Ye, I know you must hate me very much, and think that people like me are not worthy of living in the world. Wang Fang is a good girl, kind-hearted, beautiful and gentle. Such a woman is worthy of a man to guard and cherish with his heart for the rest of his life. ”

"Hmph, since you know she's good, why break up with her? Why do you want to do something like that to her? Why did you want to hang herself? ”

I said three times in a row, and Zhao Zhi's expression changed again and again. He opened his mouth as if to explain something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just lowered his head in shame.

Seeing that he acquiesced in his evil deeds without speaking, my disgust for him deepened in my heart. I have never believed that there is a good thing in the world to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, I only believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and those who are evil will not end well.

I don't want to live with this scumbag for a minute, but Xie Ling still wants me to protect him every step of the way.

The next time passed very awkwardly, and it could be seen that Zhao Zhi wanted to talk to me. But my cold appearance made him unable to speak.

……

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Shanhu drove back alone, looking quite depressed.

"Uncle Zhao, why didn't my master come back together?" I didn't see Xie Ling, which made me very strange.

"Mr. Liu said that Xiao Xie Daochang's worth is five hundred, and the killing of Lin Xiaoguang is worth all the remuneration, and her task is completed. Leave all the rest to Daoist Ye to do it, after all, you are worth four hundred and ninety-nine thousand five. ”

"Huh?"

I'm a little messy.

The news brought by Zhao Shanhu caught me off guard, others don't know my ability, but I know it myself.

It's okay for me to deal with lonely souls and wild ghosts, but the evil ghosts are already very suspenseful, let alone the red souls?

Yes, my runes are really good, and they have a lot of charm. But there won't be any ghosts standing still, so let me put the talisman on my face, right?

From the Zhao family to the present, I believe that my performance has also been seen by Zhao Shanhu. Whether it was killing Lin Xiaoguang or teaching Zhao Zhi how to deceive Zhang Youde's three ghosts, Xie Ling did it.

And I'm just playing soy sauce and running around.

So I cheekily said to Zhao Shanhu: "Uncle Zhao, do you think I look like a person worth so much money?" ”

"Not really." Zhao Shanhu said his thoughts very honestly, and didn't care about my face at all.

"Then will you send me back to Yunguan? I promise to let Liu Laodao return the 499,050 to you. ”

"Not good." Zhao Shanhu shook his head and said.

"Why?" I was depressed.

"Because my son's life is in danger all the time, although you seem to be weak, but what if you have a means to hide?"

"Uncle Zhao, it's like this, I don't want to hide it from you. I, Ye Zhiqiu, have only been a little more than half a year since I entered the Cloud Pavilion, and I can't do anything other than how to draw a few spirit runes and recite the spell of transcending the soul. If you don't believe me, I can swear by it. ”

I was telling the truth, and my expression was very serious and sincere.

"You don't have to swear by a curse, because when I came back, Mr. Liu had already sworn that you would be able to save my son's life."

Nima, Liu Lao Dao pits dead people don't pay for their lives. Talking nonsense that I'm worth 499,005 doesn't count, and daring to swear to say such things, doesn't this push me into the fire pit.

Although Wang Fang is a red soul asking for her life, it may not harm me, but if I don't have the ability to suppress her anger and let Zhao Zhi die in front of me, can the Zhao family let me go?

Very well, don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind. I'm going to sneak a chance to run away, and my legs are on my own anyway.

But Zhao Shanhu seemed to see my thoughts, and when I was having dinner, he took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed me and Zhao Zhi together. The handcuffs are made of pure steel, unless I ruthlessly cut off Zhao Zhi's hand, or my own hand, don't think about running away alone.

"Daoist Xiaoye, our son's affairs are all counting on you now. As long as you can help me pass Wang Fang's level, I will apologize and send you back to Yunguan. If you can't, I'll have to let you go with my son. Four hundred and ninety-nine thousand five are enough to buy a human life on the road. Zhao Shanhu said coldly.

This is the end of the calf.

I was so angry that I vomited blood, and I scolded all the eighteen generations of Liu Laodao's ancestors in my heart.

Back in Zhao Zhi's room again, I didn't have the heart to hate him anymore. After all, the two of us have now become grasshoppers on the same line, if the relationship is too stiff, what if he doesn't follow me to the toilet?

Zhao Zhi and I lay side by side in bed, and neither of us could sleep. He has something on his mind, and I'm angry.

"Zhao Zhi, let's chat. Why did Wang Fang embroider a willow tree for you? I sighed and started talking.

"She likes the willow tree in our village very much, every time she comes to our village, she will stare at the willow tree for a long time, and when she leaves, she will break a willow branch and bring it back, this cross-stitch is embroidered with it."

"Well, I also know that she must like the willow tree in your village, or she wouldn't have hanged herself on it."

Well, I successfully vented my frustration on Zhao Zhi and stabbed him in the heart. Zhao Zhi should have been injured by me, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Long nights, no sleep. If you don't chat, it's really hard to survive.

And I was already very curious about the willow tree, and now I just brought the topic to the willow tree, and if I stopped there, I would be unwilling.

Zhang Youde said that if the willow tree is gone, it will become a place of resentful spirits, and it is obvious that this willow tree has a great mystery.

"Has anyone in your village ever worshipped the willow god?" I spoke again.

"Nope."

The so-called tree is old and mature, and all the old trees that grow for more than 100 years are all recognized by the folk as having tree gods. If there are children in the family who are not easy to support, there is a custom of recognizing old trees as godmothers.

However, this willow tree in Liushutun has been growing for hundreds of years, but it has never been respected as it should be. And it has never shown any supernatural powers, ordinary growing on the vent of the village, let the wind and rain blow, obscure.

Zhao Zhi said that the reason why this willow tree is so unpopular may be related to its smell. Normally, it's okay, but when it rains, the willow tree emits a strong smell of blood.

According to the old people in the village, this willow tree has not been so fishy before, but the smell has only begun to become heavier in the past two years.

Therefore, when the Japanese took a fancy to this willow tree and wanted to spend money to buy it, although the people of Liushutun knew that it was not good to sell the ancient tree planted by their ancestors, no one jumped out to oppose it.

"Did anything strange happen on the day the tree was cut?" I asked.

"No, everything went smoothly, and it only took ten minutes to cut off the tree. The person in charge of sawing trees is my uncle, that is, Zhao Qing's father, I haven't heard of anything strange. Zhao Zhi said.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's a coincidence.

After Zhao Zhigang said this, Zhao Shanhu suddenly pushed the door and entered.

His face was pale and his expression was extremely panicked.