"What is that?" Li Meifang was very puzzled when she heard about this kind of thing for the first time. She cast a suspicious look at the man, and began to wonder if it was a wrong decision for her to come to Mr. Yin Yang in a moment of panic.

She glanced at the man opposite a few times, and only felt that this fortune teller named "Yan Sanbai" was too different from what she imagined.

Li Meifang's imaginary fortune tellers are all bearded on their chins, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a little shrewdness in their eyes, and a fairy-like but skinny but philistine.

And this man, from head to toe, exudes a coveted emotion, as if, in this world, nothing can attract his attention. That energetic face turned out to be the most incompatible with the misanthropy that lingered around him.

Li Meifang looked at the little sister Lan Yuan who was sitting beside her, and secretly cast a trace of distrust.

This man, as Mr. Yin and Yang, is inevitably too young, right?

Lan Yuan understood the emotions that her best friend wanted to express, so she pinched the flesh on Li Meifang's arm, "Don't worry, this Mr. Yan, his skills are very good, and he is absolutely reliable......"

"'Ling' is not a ghost, but it is like a ghost. It is your husband who haunts you, and not your husband. ”

Yan Sanbai yawned lazily in front of the guests, he stood up and approached the sofa that occupied a large open space in the small shop.

When he walked, he seemed to be boneless and skinless like glue, and his hands hung down at his sides, shaking non-stop. And the swinging feet, tossing and turning, as if the next moment, he would fall to his knees. It's really out of tune.

"What do you mean?" Li Meifang didn't understand at all, and felt that the man was just playing tricks.

Yan Sanbai fell on the sofa, lay down on his side, his body curled up in a ball, and yawned again, "You are really stupid, I said it so clearly." Do you not understand Chinese, or do you have a bad brain?"

"Why is the speech so ugly......" Li Meifang suffered a roll of her eyes for no reason, and couldn't help but get angry, she slapped the table and was angry.

"Ah Fang, Mr. Yan is like this, you bear with it, it's important to get down to business," Lan Yuan patted Li Meifang's thigh lightly, taking the initiative to ease the atmosphere, "Sir, just tell us clearly! What is this 'Ling'?"

Yan Sanbai rolled his eyes, and the little thumb of his right hand picked up his ear, "'Ling' ghost is the obsession of the deceased, it is not like a ghost, it has memories and consciousness before death, and compared with ghosts, 'Ling' is more turbulent and unstable, and it is generally not seen." It resembles a ghost and inherits the deceased's last moments. ”

"Obsession turned into ......," Li Meifang repeated, her hand on her thigh clenched into a fist, and the biting, jagged nails dug through the skin of her palm. Calves tremble slightly.

Yan Sanbai closed his eyes and replied in a napping posture: "That's right." 'Ling', to put it bluntly, is the three emotions and six desires that the deceased cannot dissociate after death. Driven by obsession, it repeats the same thing day after day. Until the unfulfilled wish is fulfilled. Otherwise, it never ends. Who's that, what's your name?"

"Ah, her name is Li Meifang, and she is my little sister. Seeing that the woman didn't react, Lan Yuan seemed to be looking down and thinking, so she helped her answer.

"That Mei Lanfang, anyone who is entangled by 'ghosts' will have such a characteristic. They were surrounded by a putrid stench, and they were like dead bodies, even though they were living people. By the time you get to the mouth of the alley, the stench has already wafted to my nose. You're just entangled in 'Ling', that's right. Yan Sanbai wiped the tears from his eyes because of yawning and said.

"Sir, how can this be solved?" asked Lan Yuan enthusiastically.

"In fact, ghosts are weak and generally can't hurt people. And they don't inherit the memories and consciousness of the deceased, to put it bluntly, they are just stupid walking corpses. Every day is just driven by ununtied knots, repeating the same behavior, and after a long time, it will disappear by itself. Except for causing a little trouble to the person who is entangled, there will be nothing, just leave it alone. ”

"Then what's the matter, I've been pestered all the time, and people can't stand it......" Lan Yuan looked at Li Meifang and bumped her arm, "Ah Fang, tell me what you think?"

"I ...... Sir, how can we destroy the ghosts?" Li Meifang's eyes were firm.

Yan Sanbai snorted in annoyance and scratched his back, "There are only two ways to eliminate the ghost, except to wait for it to subside on its own." The first is to help it untie the knot in its heart and fulfill the wish in its obsession. If you say that he is your husband, do you know what unfulfilled wishes he has?"

Wish?

The man?

"Oh, sir, don't you know, my little sister has a good relationship with her husband, her husband, it must be because he can't bear her, and he wants to come back to see her every day before he ......"

Not for this reason.

The man must have known about it......

He won't let me go, he wants to torture me!

Li Meifang slammed her nails on her thighs and cut a mark.

,,...... She felt itchy all over her body, prickly and prickly, an unbearable itch.

"Anita Mui, is this really the case? That's going to be difficult, if you want to fulfill his wish, I think, you have to die with him, hahahaha!" After Yan Sanbai finished speaking, he felt that he had told a very funny joke, and laughed for a while, "It seems that this road is impassable, so there is only one way." Wait. ”

"Wait, when?" Li Meifang covered her face with her hands and gritted her teeth to resist the desire to scratch.

"As I said before, ghosts will dissipate on their own if they don't want for a while. This is for a period of one year. Note that it is not the year after the appearance of the ghost, but the year after the death of the deceased. In words that you can understand, even if the ghost does not disappear for a long time, it will return to chaos and dissipate into nothingness on the second day of the deceased's death, and it will not exceed this time. When is your husband's death date?" Yan Sanbai sat cross-legged, his eyes becoming serious.

"The day of his death is less than a month away. Li Meifang remembers this day deeply and will never be mistaken.

"Li Fenfang, that's good, you just need to hold on for another month," Yan Sanbai patted Li Meifang's shoulder, and suddenly, his voice sank, "Attention, although the ghost is weak and unstable, on the day of the annual festival, it has infinite spiritual power." According to your situation, he is so reluctant to let you go, on the day of his death, if you are found by him, he will definitely take you away!"

"Help me, sir, help me!" Li Meifang lost her composure, her eyes were red, and she shouted.

"Rest assured. Although on the day of death, it will have a great increase in spiritual power, but it is still easy to fool. All you have to do is hide and don't let him find you. ”

"That's it? It can't be that simple, sir, you save me!" Li Meifang completely lost control.

"Eh, there's really no way," Yan Sanbai handed over something, "Put it away and hide it around, and the ghosts won't be able to find you." ”

Li Meifang took it, and it was a rune paper painted with cinnabar.

"Li Juhua, don't forget, that ghost inherited the appearance of the deceased at the last moment," Yan Sanbai repeated what he had said before, as if there was an extraneous meaning, "Don't be scared!"