In the afternoon, Chu Fan went to Fang Market and found a very sturdy blanket, a small bag, a water bladder.

An ordinary blanket is a cloth bag with two ends open and tied with a rope in the middle. The big one is tied to the shoulder, and the small one is tied around the waist. This blanket is made of tanned leather, and it is unusually tough, presumably from the far north. It is very convenient to load heavy objects, so you don't have to worry about leakage, just put it on the saddle.

I went to the silk shop and chose half a piece of fine red silk, and in my surprised eyes, I asked the shop to cut it into a ribbon one zhang long and two inches wide. After finishing it, he pressed it tightly and stuffed it into a cloth bag and tied it to the horse, which weighed only a few pounds, but it was a big bag.

I also bought two handfuls of fine sandalwood and two pairs of big red candles.

Didn't buy paper money.

A recent paranormal incident has led him to believe in the existence of ghosts. As for the fact that ghosts still need to spend money, he doesn't believe it.

After thinking about it, he picked out another handful of mutton fat jade phoenix head jade comb.

Yan Wan'er has such beautiful hair, of course, she must have a good comb. That day, she took her peach comb home, and was found by Chu Ling, who pursed her little mouth and kept asking where she got it. How can this matter be explained, so he prevaricated and said that he picked it up. Who knew that the little girl changed eighteen times a day, but the elf, rolled her eyes and said, my brother coaxed the ghost.

The broken silver was stuffed into the bag with Lu Yin, and the eighty taels of gold and miscellaneous gifts that came from yesterday were put into the bag. The body is less burdensome, and it is refreshing.

After eating, drinking tea, feeding the horses.

Instructed the tavern owner to fill a food box with braised vegetables, and make two flat copper kettles to fill it with wine. The food box and the flask are connected with ropes, one left and one right tied to the saddle, which is quite good.

At dusk, Chu Fan hit the road.

The cloth bag filled with the ribbon may be too bulging and eye-catching, and two groups of strongmen who are about to move are encountered in the night.

Chu Fan found them a mile away, and bypassed them early, or urged the horse to rush over.

The strong people call the scholars lucky, but they don't know that they are the real luck. Chu Da Shenstick was just thinking about the problem, too lazy to entangle, and killing.

He finally figured out what the white flags that flew over from the other side of Yunxi meant.

It was a letter from home.

There is no head-up, and the first few words are greetings. Is my mother okay? Brother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and little sister are okay?

But he did not greet his father.

Chu Fan once saw a small mound behind the house under the cliff and understood.

The person who wrote the letter was named Jingbu, and he was born in that mountain col on the bank of Yunxi. In the third year after the Great War between Li and Ji, he joined the army at the age of eighteen. Two years later, he won a big victory in a school competition, and was promoted to a team leader of the Lihou personal guard battalion, with 99 tiger cavalry under his jurisdiction.

immediately received an order and rushed to Yunxi Valley.

He led his men through the col in front of his house and found that the house was deserted and seemed to be empty. The army was stationed in Yunxi Valley, but he could not leave the team without permission and cross the stream to visit his relatives.

So I wrote this letter, hoping that someone could bring it to my home. If the relatives are safe, hang a red ribbon on the big tree that was struck by lightning at the top of the cliff behind the house. He's on patrol on the other side, you can see it.

For this ghost letter, Chu Fan pondered for a long time before he figured out the logical relationship.

Eleven years ago, in the late autumn after the prisoner of war riot, something terrifying had definitely happened in Yunxi Valley, otherwise Li Hou's personal guards would not have been mobilized to suppress it.

The plague is fake.

People from three villages on the bank of Yunxi in Yangwu County died overnight, which belonged to the aftermath of the incident. At least it happened before the arrival of the Marquis Li's guards, not after the official announcement of the withdrawal of the troops.

Why do you want to make up such a lie? The purpose is to get the military out. According to Ma Gui, Lihou's camp was not evacuated after the prisoners of war rioted.

Covering up another lie with one lie means: See, this has nothing to do with us. It happened before the army came, and it happened after it left.

Shocking Bu and his team of 100 died when they arrived in Yunxi Valley. I don't know why, but the soul didn't dissipate. So, Ma Gui saw the Yin soldiers crossing the border on the night of the full moon.

But they didn't know that they were dead, and they still abided by military orders and patrolled on moonlit nights. Life is frozen in the moment before death, and no amount of time passes for them.

They have no memory, every day, it's yesterday.

As a team leader, Shocking Bu is one of the best.

A child of a poor family, in his short career of 20 years, the happiest thing is to be promoted to the team leader. The saddest thing is to pass by the door of the house and not see a loved one.

After his death, these two thoughts lingered.

So, he wanted to tell his family the good news, so he wanted to know if they were safe.

On the banks of Yunxi, so many people have walked by in the past ten years, why didn't Jingbu find Chu Fan until a few days ago?

It was because Chu Fan's spiritual power was far beyond ordinary people, and he could sense his existence. In fact, if Chu Fan didn't stop and take a second look, he would have left, and he wouldn't notice this sad ghost.

This is also fate.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Chu Fan appeared in the courtyard of Jingbu's house.

The doors of the hall and the side room were wide open, but he did not go in to look at them. It is very rude to the host's house not to be informed.

The afternoon sun is blocked by the cliffs, and the front and back of the house are shrouded in shadow.

Chu Fan opened the food box and took out four drawers of braised vegetables and arranged them neatly. Take out the flint paper medium, light the candle first, and then light the whole handful of incense and insert it on the ground. Uncover the flask and spill the drink on the floor.

After finishing this, Chu Fan straightened his waist, clenched his fists at the empty courtyard, and said:

"I'm Chu Fan, the brother of Jingbu, and I passed by here today and brought a little wine and food. Aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters-in-law, don't be polite, please use it slowly...... He asked me to bring a letter, and you can listen to it while you eat......"

Taking out the white flag from his arms, Chu Fan read seriously: "Is the mother harmless ......?"

After a pause, he continued: "Is my father okay, brother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, and little sister are well......

After reading the letter to his family, he lit the white flag.

A whirlwind arose, and the ashes swirled and fluttered in the yard like fluttering black butterflies.

Chu Fan closed his eyes and seemed to hear a courtyard of laughter.

After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes, feeling that something was missing.

In my previous life, I had seen Taoist practices, and it was easy to learn. But at the moment, there is no peachwood sword, three clear bells, tokens, rune paper, and incense cases...... What can I do about it?

He thought for a while, clasped the little finger and ring finger with the thumb of his right hand, and stabbed the middle finger of his index finger together into the air, and read: "The edict of the Taishang, the soul of Chao Ru is ...... Get out of the sea of suffering and be reincarnated as an adult!"

He was holding the "Sword Finger" of the Daomen, and he was reciting the "Mantra of Death".

After thinking about it again, I felt that although the matter of reincarnation was mysterious, it was not sloppy after all. It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, it's only when you get a double insurance that you can feel at ease.

Then, a buzzing Sanskrit sound sounded.

“...... Nam no Amitabha Night Dorthagata NightAmitabha NightAmitabha Amitabha ......Amitabha Ami

This is Buddhism's "Mantra of Death".

Putting down his palms, Chu Fan muttered weakly. Taishang Laojun, if you come to the Buddha, I didn't mean to provoke you two to grab customers. If there are spirits, bless them.

At the end of the whole ceremony, Chu Fan climbed to the top from the side of the cliff with his things, and hung red ribbons on the charred black branches.

The sun is shining and the mountains are steaming.

The red ribbon flutters in the wind, like a red glow tree.

Chu Fan's eyes opened, and he saw that in the distant cloud stream, a soldier with a helmet and a gun stood in the air above the stream.

He spread his legs apart, as if he were riding on a horse, but there was no horse under his crotch. Looking at a red tree, he opened his mouth and smiled, but his figure was slowly fading......

Chu Fan solemnly clenched his fists.

Brother, it's good to go!

The warrior rested his spear in front of the virtual saddle, clenched his fists and bowed his head, and squeezed deeply.

A gust of wind blew, the stream rippled, and the phantom disappeared without a trace.

Chu Fan's eyes were hot, and he looked up at the sky.

After a while, he climbed down the cave from the top of the cliff. I went in first to inspect it, then took out the rest of the dishes in the food box at the entrance of the cave and spread them out, lit candles and incense sticks on the ground, and spilled the wine.

This time, he didn't recite the "Death Mantra", so he said a word. Meng Dai, yesterday I heard about your mother. If the old man is still alive, Chu will definitely help you achieve your wish.

Unlike the day before yesterday, this time the cliff was very simple and rude, jumping directly.

Tong......

A loud muffled sound rang out, and the valley shook, causing the big green horse to neigh.

Go slowly, go back fast.

Only half an hour later, Chu Fan crossed the Yunxi Racecourse and entered Yangwu County. The people in the racecourse were not shocked when they saw him coming out of the green killing's mouth, and it was obvious that this was not unusual.

While the sky was still bright, Chu Fan did not rush back to Wuyi Lane in the Northern District, but turned to Yishan, wanting to take a closer look at the three sticks of incense with Tianmu.

Stepping into the lonely yard of Niu Ding at the foot of the mountain, at first sight, it was like five thunderbolts.

Scorched earth ruins in front of you.

I touched the wall tiles, and it turned out to be a little hot, apparently the house was burned down in the morning. Judging from the isolation zone formed by cutting down trees and clearing dead grass in the surrounding area, it was an organized act, not an indiscriminate arson.

Of course, the county government does not like such an evil courtyard standing in a public cemetery and has the power to dispose of it. The other two who have the right to dispose of it are none other than the sister and brother-in-law of the owner of the house, Niu Ding. And Zhang Biao doesn't like this house to remind others that he has a playful brother-in-law who died inexplicably.

Therefore, the destruction of Niu Ding's abandoned house is the inevitable end.

In this regard, Chu Fan had already expected it.

It's just that he didn't expect that things would go so quickly, and he didn't even pass the first seven days of Niu Ding, and he actually burned it with fire in a wooded place.

He inspected it many times that night, and the house itself was of little value, and there was nothing hidden in it. The carriage is a clue to the investigation, and if it is burned, forget it.

What's worse is that the three incense sticks that communicate with the underworld were burned by mistake!

The ghost has been on the road, and there are three incense sticks in the sky.

It's not just fun!

Chu Fan gasped and subconsciously looked at the sky.

The moon has not come out yet, but Chu Fan knows that it will definitely be very round, and it will be even rounder tomorrow night.

Today is August 14, and tomorrow is August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The sun is yang and the moon is yin.

On the night of the full moon, the yin energy is at its strongest.

That was also the time when all kinds of feminine things, ghosts, and spirits were at their strongest.

If the legendary black-and-white impermanence doesn't arrive tonight, it will surely come tomorrow night.

Chu Dashen Stick only thought about escaping before, and then slowly tried to do it, but he didn't think about fighting at all. But things in the world are changing, and they usually don't wait for anyone to be ready to happen again.

There is no way, the situation is urgent, and he has to fight without fighting.