Seeing the baby crying, the female ghost panicked. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hurriedly connected the red thread to the baby, and a cold breath crossed over to the baby along the red line, and the cry gradually stopped.

"Actually, he was gone before you died!" the little Taoist priest said lightly, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

"You lie! No way! How could he die if he was so powerful!" the female ghost roared at the little Taoist.

"After his death, he was too obsessed and turned into a ghost. Linger in the house where you once lived. It was the reincarnation that my master sent him into. And you should be Li Xueqing in Lingyun's mouth!" The little Taoist priest did not answer his question, and said lightly.

The fat man seemed to remember something, too. looked at the little Taoist, "Ling Yun is the young genius of the Ling family in Zixiao City!"

The little Taoist priest nodded.

"According to our barter, it seems that he went out a few days before his death to hunt for treasure, and then returned from failure. He died after a few days of madness at home! No one knew the exact cause of his death! Even where he went to find the treasure Ling family was kept secret!" the fat man said with a serious face.

The little Taoist priest looked at the female ghost Li Xueqing, and his face was serious: "He went to marry you! Because his family asked him to bring back that kind of thing before allowing your marriage! But he failed!"

"How do you know!" The female ghost Li Xueqing's two protruding eyes looked at the little Taoist priest in a daze, and she didn't believe his words.

"This is what Ling Yun said personally when my master sent him into reincarnation, and I was also present at the time!" the little Taoist priest looked at the female ghost and said this, but he was recalling the scene in his mind. The remorseful face of the gentle and handsome man was still in front of him. Then he reached into his arms and slowly took out a short knife that was more than a foot long. The short knife snakeskin scabbard reveals a bit of simplicity as a whole.

The female ghost gradually stopped the cold air of the baby, and the red silk thread disappeared. Even the anger on her body gradually dissipated, and she was wrapped in a ball of bright white light.

She gradually straightened up, and her eyes, tongue, and neck were gradually restored from the injuries she had suffered from hanging. A beautiful maiden appeared in front of several people. Her face was a little emaciated from malnutrition, and her beautiful long hair hung down to her hips, giving her a somewhat dull yellow look.

"I didn't expect him to die because of me... The female ghost Li Xueqing stared at the short knife with her eyes, and said in a leisurely voice, but it was no longer like the cry of mosquitoes and flies. It's normal human language, but her voice is a little weak, and it seems that she didn't have a good time before she died.

After Li Xueqing returned to her normal human appearance, the fat man and the little Taoist priest felt that their eyes were clearer. Then I saw a figure flying towards this place at a high speed, blocking in front of several people. This person is none other than Zijin Jin, the general of Zixiao City.

"I didn't expect to accidentally catch your way!" General Zijin looked at Li Xueqing, a female ghost who had returned to her ordinary human appearance, and said slowly. Knowing that at this time, she would no longer hurt a few more people, so she took a step back and stood with the little Taoist priests.

"Wow~~Wow~~Wow~~" The baby's cry sounded again, but her mother was no longer able to nurse him. Li Xueqing slowly picked up the baby, and touched his head in her arms dotingly, and only a few sparse hairs on the baby's head swayed gently with her palm.

"Thank you!" Li Xueqing kept looking at the little Taoist priest when she said thank you.

"This is my duty as a Daoist!" said the little Daoist, raising his hand and pinching a Dao seal and striking it on the void. I saw that the space of the location began to blur, and after a while, a dark irregular round door appeared, and the inside of the door was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. After the little Taoist priest had done all this, his face turned pale and weakened.

Li Xueqing slowly paced to the door, turned around and said to the little Taoist priest, "Thank you!" and then looked in the direction of Zixiao City, as if muttering to herself, "I hope we have a fate in the next life, and I will be your wife... With that, he slipped through the door and disappeared.

The dark door slowly closed. The yin qi around disappeared all at once, the chirping of insects and birds gradually sounded, and the shadows of several people illuminated by the moonlight stretched very long. It doesn't seem to be any different from a normal night. It's just that only a few people know that another tragic love story has come to an end.

When they returned to the village, the whole village seemed peaceful. They went back to rest, and the fat man returned to the room to see Yan Xin still looking around with a wary face. Looking at Tianyi, who was lying quietly on the bed, the fat man felt that sometimes being sick was not necessarily a kind of happiness.

The little Taoist priest accompanied the moonlight and walked towards the entrance of the village step by step. The air was a little wet in the early morning, and his shoes were stained with a lot of dew because of the grass along the way, and a few pieces of wet mud hung on the legs of his trousers. It didn't take long to see a big banyan tree in front of me.

The banyan tree still looked a little yellow in the middle of summer, and the little Taoist priest was sensitive to resentment, watching the resentment around the banyan tree dissipate little by little. The banyan tree is starting to rejuvenate itself, and even a young leaf is emerging from its branches.

He stood under the banyan tree for a long time, and walked slowly around the tree a few times, and found a strangulation mark on a branch the thickness of a calf. Presumably this place is where she died.

The little Taoist priest reached into his arms and took out a storage bag. As soon as his consciousness moved, a short knife more than a foot long appeared in his hand. He took the short knife and looked at it, his left hand slowly stroking back and forth on the blade. Then he suddenly used force to cut off the branch that was the thickness of the calf.

"Pop~click~", and the branch fell on the grass on the ground. He stooped down and picked up the branch, and with another sword, he cut off the branch until it was only about three feet long. The little Taoist priest carefully peeled off the bark on that section of the branch and began to cut it with a knife. After a while, a tombstone-shaped wooden board was sharpened, and there was a line of writing on the wooden board: 'The Tomb of Lingyun's Beloved Wife Li Xueqing'.

After doing all this, the little Taoist priest came to Li Xueqing's grave again. The tombstone was erected, and then a small pit was dug and the glittering short knife was buried in it.

A footstep slowly sounded behind him, and the little Taoist priest turned his head to find the fat man pacing towards him. As soon as the fat man arrived, he sat cross-legged beside the little Taoist.

"Do you still know something about the Ling family?" The fat man didn't look at the little Taoist, but took out three pillars of incense from nowhere in his hand and inserted them in front of Li Xueqing's grave.

"In fact, Ling Yun did not die after returning to the Ling family, but became a demon, and was later rescued by my master. My master was willing to send him into reincarnation, but he insisted on saying a few words in the body of a soul, so he missed the last chance of reincarnation and his soul was scattered. The little Taoist priest looked at him with a look of memory and said slowly.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What did he say?" The fat man looked at the little Taoist priest with a hint of curiosity.

"He instructed us to come here to find a woman named Li Xueqing and tell her to live well!" said the little Taoist priest with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "But when my master and I came here, we found that she was dead. The master felt that the resentment here was very heavy, so he opened the altar to dispel the resentment here. It's just that we waited here for many days and didn't see Li Xueqing's soul, thinking that she had entered reincarnation or that her soul was gone. ”

The fat man's eyes showed a hint of gloom and sighed. "It's fate。。。 Do you know where Ling Yun went to hunt for treasure before he died?"

The little Taoist priest's eyes turned slightly vigilant, but he was relieved in an instant. Just slowly spit out two words: "Ghost Valley!"