After that, he really stopped pestering, and left Shen Ji with his friends, and walked straight down the mountain. For a moment, I wanted to catch that person and force me to find out my master's whereabouts by any means, but I was afraid that it was just a hoax and would fall into his trap. After all, Master has been missing for so many years, and I am the closest person to him, but I can't find a clue anyway, so how does he know?

I had a headache, so I settled down and went to the coffin, read a scripture, and when the words fell, my relatives broke the porcelain bowl, so that the deceased could break off the past and go on the road. I raised my eyes to look over, and before I could see it, I shouted to lift the coffin, and eight people lifted the coffin together.

Out of this door, the matter of burial is left unattended by the son. I escorted them out the door, turned around and kicked over the two benches where the coffin had been parked.

The burial place is on the other side of Zhang Qingshan, not far, along the bend of the mountain road, the slowest is only about forty minutes away, the summer days are long, and it is too late to come back before dark, but I waited in the room for almost two hours, and I still don't see Ziwei.

The rain became heavier and heavier, the dark clouds outside the window pressed down, and the canopy sank, almost covering the roof of the house, and sticking to the scalp downward. The wind and waves were raging, and the grass and trees that covered the mountains were toppling in one direction, and the sound of tuk tuk was like a thick jar, desperately eager to break free from it, and desperately rushed in all directions. The echo rippled, as if the horse's hooves were trampling, and the waves turned over, stretching for dozens of miles. Suddenly a thunder exploded, I was shocked, the secret way is not good, the door in front of me suddenly opened, and a person with a raincoat on his head rushed in and shouted in a hurry: "Sir! Oh no, no! The coffin...... Check it out! ”

"Close the door, you wait here." I hurriedly took a piece of oiled paper, wrapped a few drawn charms, and ran out of the door.

The funeral procession was already far away from the road, only less than 100 meters away from the dug tomb, at this time everyone gathered in a group, headless like flies, and heard their voices comforting the deceased, begging her to leave in peace. I hurried over, but before I shouted a trumpet to the other seven, the coffin that had fallen to the ground was lifted again.

Relatives and friends held their breath, the leaves were in full season, a wind and rain hung down many branches, the coffin was also densely covered, and the feet were covered with stumps and debris, twisted in muddy water, and every step was smeared with oil. At this moment, I was afraid of something, a man carrying the coffin stepped on a stone covered by a blade, and planted it to the side with a bang, and the coffin was about to tilt towards the edge of the stone wall, and at the critical moment, Liu Fu, who was closest to him, strode towards him, and with a muffled roar, he pressed the inclined coffin with half of his shoulder.

I hurriedly asked Ziwei to adjust the coffin, stepped forward to pick up the fallen person, and quickly returned to the original position, Liu Fu was already so frightened that his legs trembled, and his Adam's apple swallowed straight down.

The bones can no longer be grounded when they enter the coffin, and the coffin falls to the ground on the way out of the funeral, the reason is that one is reluctant, can not let go of the world, and there is generally no suspicion of evil, and the other is like now. The daughter of the Zhang family is twenty-three this year, just engaged a few months ago, and is kind and kind in Dongyan Town on weekdays, but because a rain fell into the river and died innocently, she was washed out by the turbulent river for dozens of miles. I heard that when she was found, she was bruised by stones all over her body, and she clung to a tree root, and several people went down to the river and sawed off the thick root veins before she was freed from her hand. Master once said to me that if a person dies before he reaches the age of 30, this is an early death, and the adult consciousness has been formed, and if the soul is too regretful after death, those who are pure yin will become evil ghosts.

I have seen the eight characters of the daughter of the Zhang family, it is not pure yin, but the woman is the yin body, this wind and rain is weird, I am afraid, I am afraid, another disaster is about to happen.

"Master! Resentment pressure coffin...... Fear...... I couldn't hold it anymore......" Ziwei clenched his teeth, it was too hard, the blood vessels between his forehead and neck burst out, and his body was shaking.

I took a step back, lifted my coat and pulled out the tart whip from my waist, held the head and tail together, and grabbed the handle of the whip with my backhand to draw a formation on the spot next to the coffin.

The tart demon whip is a magic weapon left by the ancestors, the demon refers to the demon in the heart, the magic weapon is held as yang, and the reverse grip is yin, but anyone who loses his mind and tries to do evil, whether it is a person or a ghost, is not afraid of it. The tart whip can usually be disassembled into a nine-section whip, which is carried around the waist from end to end, and needs to be used directly, such as locking the soul. It is also possible to splice each link into a hard iron whip, which can fight ghosts, and the formation drawn with it is several times stronger than the effectiveness of ordinary formations. I have seen Master use it to directly disperse the soul of a wild demon, which shows its power, and therefore, Master has told me to protect it and not let it fall into the wrong hands. Yin souls do not belong to the human world, but they are all part of the creation of heaven and earth just like us, and what we need to do is to cross the soul and let him go where he should go, instead of doing evil and killing them all, harming others and not benefiting ourselves.

Time was pressing, and the formation was much simplified. After the drawing, I immediately took a few steps back, and my subordinates quickly unsealed, and at the same time read: "The sun and the moon are full and full, and the whole body is divided into two sides, and the fate is at the end of the days, why do you complain?" ”

After speaking, all the chains of the tart demon whip were thrown off, and the coffin was locked tightly, and the body was locked inside, but when he looked up, he didn't see the summoned soul appear, let alone ask her wishes, so that she could walk with peace of mind. After waiting for two seconds and not seeing her shadow, the coffin kept sinking, I took a deep breath and decided to forcibly disperse the resentment and overtake the person.

"The yin soul is wrongly entrusted to the world, and the yang relatives are full of tears, and they never forget the kindness of all beings, and they are ordered to find the dark souls of the dead." I looked around, took out the charm I had brought, slashed the middle of my left hand with a dagger, and wiped the leaves off the coffin's head, leaving a trail of blood, which was quickly washed away by the rain and smashed on it, leaving a mushroom-like trace.

"Master's edict surpasses your soul and cuts off all the dead in the world!" I pulled out the charm I had brought, and before I got wet in the rain, I wiped the blood from my fingertips and slapped it on it, "Break! ”

In just a moment, the coffin bearer seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the coffin fell a lot as soon as his body was soft, but the expression on his face was not so difficult. I didn't dare to relax, frowning and looking at the yellow charm on the coffin, it was already soaked at this time, but it was not wrinkled at all, and the handwriting of cinnabar became clearer and clearer. Zi turned his face and nodded at me.

Before the trumpet was shouted, the person did not take a step, the wind was so fierce that it seemed to scrape off a layer of skin, I saw the loose stones on the cliff, and suddenly my heart palpitated, and I shouted to be careful, and hurriedly evacuated the team. Ziwei rushed over, protected my head and pressed me to the ground, and the coffin fell to the ground with a knock in my ear, and my heart was finished. When the stone stopped falling, he got up from Ziwei's arms, and the coffin in front of him cracked a crack in the middle of the coffin lid.

The screams came, only to see Liu Fu running too slowly, his head was smashed by a stone, and he was sitting next to Shanyan, covering his head with his hands and asking for help, there should be blood between his fingers.

I turned my head to look over, relatives and friends were huddled together, their mourning clothes were soaked, shaking their heads in horror, and the mother of the deceased fell to her knees, covering her face and crying, and walked a few steps to my side, begging for her daughter's whole body.

In this case, the safest way is to set fire to the corpse to prevent the corpse from changing, this girl has just been rescued from the water, and she has to suffer a fierce fire, logically, the family can't get through this hurdle, I can understand.

I asked Ziwei to help the person up, looking at the crack on the coffin, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became.

The soul of the deceased was still standing beside the bones when I painted her skin, and it looked as docile as it was when she was alive, no abnormal, and she should have entered the path of reincarnation after being buried, but how could there be such resentment in the blink of an eye? I've made a coffin so far, and it's the first time I've cracked like this, and the hemp rope that carried the coffin has burst and broken. The coffin fell to the ground, and it couldn't be walked, so it could be buried on the spot, but it was just ...... Her family is here, so where has her soul gone?

I asked Liu Fu to be sent to the doctor and the two teenage children who were mourned to be sent home, and to be on the safe side, let her family dig a grave in the same place. People were panicked, someone went to find tools, tossed for most of the night, but there was only a shallow pit, the soil seemed to be frozen, and everywhere was hard and there was nowhere to start.

I observed for a long time, until late at night, when the yin qi was at its heaviest, Zhang Qianran's soul did not appear.

"Can't wait." I pulled the tart whip out of the coffin, wiped the dirt off it, and raised my palm to find someone. According to the hexagram, Zhang Qianran is not far from us, and she is still in Dongyan Town. I put another talisman on the end of the coffin, and asked relatives and friends to leave a few people to guard the coffin, not to move, and the others to go home immediately. After telling him, he turned to Ziwei and said, "Let's go find her." ”

Ziwei wiped the rain from his face and nodded.

I was ready to look for her for the night, but what I didn't expect was that when we went down the hill to the first street, the answer was in front of us.

At Dongyan Restaurant, Jiang Xun stood under the canopy and looked at me with a light smile, and when I approached, he smiled and said, "Three o'clock, I won't break my promise." ”

I tightened my jaw and looked up behind him, at the door of the restaurant, where a spirit banner hung in front of the restaurant.