After listening to Wu Zhenren's words, the grandfather asked: "Wu Zhenren, I don't understand a little, Wang Cripple didn't cut down the tree, let alone bury the corpse, he didn't even show his face when the plane tree was cut down, why did Chen kill him in three days?" ”

Wang Cripple has a good popularity in the village, he is honest and loyal, Na's soles are durable, and he never misses and mends, grandpa and Wang Cripple have known each other since childhood, and they have taken care of their family, so Wang Cripple's death Grandpa is inevitably a little sad.

"The people who died should not be the cripple king, but these people." Wu Zhenren said and pointed to a group of trembling county leaders. "Wang Cripple is just a scapegoat for Chen Tiantian to vent his anger. The reason why you are not dead now is not because Chen Sansanji did not start, let alone because you are the leader of any luxury, but because when you funded the reconstruction of Taiyin Temple, my big apprentice wrote a merit book for you, and now the merit is almost consumed, if Chen Santian looks for you again, nine out of nine should go with him to see the king of Hades. ”

"Immortal Wu, help!" A group of county leaders immediately knelt down and kowtowed after hearing Wu Zhenren's words, and promised to allocate funds to rebuild the Taiyin Temple when they returned to the county, and also to make a golden statue of Wu Zhenren.

Wu Zhenren said with a smile: "Get up, I can open my eyes and close my eyes when the phoenix kills people, but I have to take care of the ghost killing, although we are talking about reversing yin and yang, changing life and death, but if someone dies and messes up the rules of heaven and yang, and breaks the rules between yin and yang, you have to take care of it, this Chen Sandai is stained with the gas of the phoenix corpse before it will not enter the reincarnation, otherwise the tens of thousands of people who died decades ago will make chaos in the world after their deaths, and people will not be able to live. It's not a big deal. ”

Everyone knows that Wu Zhenren is more than 100 years old, has experienced the most turbulent era in the history of the land of China, and has seen too many people's birth, old age, sickness and death, and does not care very much about a few lives, let alone the lives of ghosts. But after all, Chen Sansan's ghosts are still there, and several county leaders regard Wu Zhenren as a life-saving herb, and they don't dare to leave an inch, they drive Wu Zhenren to the best hotel in the town to be entertained with good wine and food, which is naturally cheap for me who followed my grandfather.

In the evening, after they were full of wine and food, a group of people came back from the town, and when they passed by the dry rice field, Wu Zhenren told everyone to stop and told everyone to pick up a handful of straw and tie it into a scarecrow according to his method. After tying the scarecrow, Wu Zhenren said: "Just call Chen out here for three days, so as not to go back to the village and scare the villagers." ”

"Huh?" A group of leaders were a little caught off guard when they heard Wu Zhenren's words. "This, Wu Zhenren, don't you need to prepare, such as setting up a table, putting two incense burners, wearing a yellow robe, holding a peachwood sword and a spirit rune or something?"

Wu Zhenren looked at the leader and said, "I've watched too many movies!" ”

The leader smiled embarrassedly, although he was fifty or sixty years old, but he was like a child in front of Wu Zhenren, Wu Zhenren coughed and continued: "This scarecrow is for soul summoning, and the few of you who have a grudge against Chen Santian put some blood on the scarecrow, otherwise Chen Sansan's soul will not come." ”

A group of leaders looked at each other, and one of them said, "Wu Zhenren, we didn't come out with needles, why don't you let them buy a few, and you will wait?" ”

Wu Zhenren waved his hand and said: "The needle can't be used, the blood is too little, just bite your finger directly, you have to paint the surface of the scarecrow, and you can't expose a little gap, otherwise you can't cover the souls of those people in Chen Tiansan, and you will die if you run one." ”

As soon as Wu Zhenren said this, the leaders were frightened, they have always been pampered, how dare they really bite their fingers with their mouths, but now they will die if they don't bite it, and they dare not dare, and then look at the scarecrows they pierced before, several people are going to cry, and the size of the scarecrow is also bigger, and they have known that they will be tied into a little thumb, and now these 20 scarecrows are painted one by one, even if they don't die, they have to consume almost the blood.

"Ten minutes." Wu Zhenren looked at the Xishan that had already sunset, and said without warning, the leaders saw that Wu Zhenren's face was displeased, how could they dare to delay time, and bite their fingers and smear them on the scarecrow.

Later, after Wu Zhenren became my master, I asked about the scene that day, and I learned that the scarecrow did not need to apply blood at all, and the master just wanted to punish them slightly through this method, after all, they indirectly killed nearly thirty people.

On that day, I also believed for the first time that there was really a Tao in this world, Wu Zhenrenlu's hand in his opinion was extremely ordinary means to shock everyone, a bunch of scarecrows pierced by our hands, actually under Wu Zhenren's tinkering life, jumping in front of everyone, this scene in my young heart left a very deep image, even if I encountered more strange things in the future, it was not more shocking than at that time.

Wu Zhenren looked at the scarecrows of different shapes and said, "You are all here, tell me what you want them to do about this!" ”

One of them, a slightly larger scarecrow, stepped forward and wrote a word on the ground - death.

Wu Zhenren shook his head and said: "If they have to die, I won't come forward, you shouldn't have made trouble with these things that mess with yin and yang when you die, but if you provoke things that shouldn't be provoked, the soul will not enter reincarnation, and people can't be resurrected after death. ”

After Wu Zhenren finished speaking, he looked at the group of trembling leaders behind him, and the oldest leader said: "Three days, a few of us can't stand you, we really didn't mean to harm you, who would have thought that the tree could be so evil, and there are still things living in it!" ”

"Yes, for three days, for the sake of my kindness to you over the years, let us brothers go, don't worry, we will definitely make proper arrangements for your family, so that they can have no worries about food and clothing in the sun." Another leader said with a crying face.

After listening to this, a group of scarecrows looked at each other and looked at the scarecrows who had just begun to write the word "death" on the ground.

Wu Zhenren also looked at it and said: "You are Chen Sansan, I think it's just like this, people and ghosts have different paths, I don't have the energy to care if you make trouble, this matter is so decided, but you shouldn't harm the life of the lame man, he was bitter enough in this life, but he was killed by you to vent his anger, as a punishment, I will abolish your leg, and I will be a cripple in the next life." ”

After Wu Zhenren finished speaking, the scarecrow carrying Chen Sansan's soul was so frightened that he turned his head and ran, but after a few steps, his leg was broken, and he fell to the ground, with white smoke coming out of his body, and there was no movement after a while.

"Go too." Wu Zhenren waved his hand, and a puff of white smoke came out of the group of scarecrows who were standing in place, and finally there was no movement.

The leaders looked at the scarecrow who had been motionless in disbelief, and asked Wu Zhenren cautiously: "Wu Zhenren, everything is done?" ”

Wu Zhenren nodded and said, "They have all entered the underworld, remember your promise to them, otherwise they will damage their longevity, go back." ”

The leaders thanked Wu Zhenren again, and promised to send someone to the back mountain of Wangjia Village to reorganize Wu Zhenren's Taiyin Temple the next day.

After the leaders left, Wu Zhenren and his grandfather talked for a long time, and I still admired Wu Zhenren's method of letting the scarecrow live, and I noticed the movements and expressions of each scarecrow, because it really shocked me too much.

"Grandpa, of the 28 scarecrows just now, one scarecrow has not moved." I say what I observe.

"Impossible." When Wu Zhenren heard my words, he suddenly stopped, and his tone changed slightly. "A total of 29 people died in the accident of the phoenix corpse of the sycamore tree, except for the lame king, the remaining 28 people are all stained with the resentment of the phoenix corpse and do not enter the reincarnation, my soul spell is a thought, these 28 souls must all come."

Seeing that Wu Zhenren was very sure, my grandfather patted my head and said, "It must be that the eldest grandson is wrong, or maybe people are too lazy to move." ”

"yes." I scratched my head and said, it was getting late, maybe I was wrong.

Along the way after that, Grandpa and Wu Zhenren never said a word again, until we were about to separate, Wu Zhen said: "It's just a pity that the last phoenix in heaven and earth, and it's a pity that the plane tree, that tree is the eye of Wangjia Village, and it can't be moved!" ”