Seeing the bald monk in front of him slowly stand up from the shadows in the corner, the corners of Lu Qing's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Is this the monk that the Yao family found tonight, but why does it feel so strange, Lu Qing looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Uh...... Dare to ask the monk's surname? ”

"The poor monk's surname is you," the monk closed his eyes slightly and replied softly.

Lu Qing's expression became more and more strange, he slowly walked two steps around the monk, and then asked, "Master You, why are you pinching the orchid finger?"

The monk opened his eyes suddenly, and then his gesture changed, his hands were folded, and he said softly: "The poor monk views that there is yin qi hidden in this ancestral hall, so he uses this law seal to surpass the yin spirit."

"What about this dress?" Lu Qing stretched out his finger and pointed at the monk's body.

The monk didn't wear a robe at all, he even wore a black coat worn by a fortune teller.

The monk reached out and stroked the gown on his body, and his eyes flashed faintly with reminiscence, "The poor monk's robe was given to me by my deceased master back then, so the poor monk never wears it easily. ”

"So next, you want to tell me that the cigarette gun you are carrying in your pocket was also given by the deceased." Lu Qing stared at Monk You's face, and he had a high degree of doubt about the identity of this monk in his heart.

"Immeasurable Ami, Lu Daochang, you have Huigen"

I have your mother's head, seeing that the monk even said the wrong words of prayer, Lu Qing also knew it in his heart, and the Yao family simply asked for a leave, "Don't pretend to me, you are not a monk at all." ”

"Then is Daoist Lu Daochang, are you also Daochang?" The monk still had that smile, as if he was not in the slightest panic of being exposed.

It's bad, how does he know, Lu Qing was flustered, his eyes dodged, but he didn't know how this fake monk saw that he was not a Taoist priest.

But after thinking about it, I and this fake monk are not the same, they are all here to eat, what is the good heart.

"Then Master You, is your real surname You?" Lu Qing stabilized his mind and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, poor monks don't lie."

You have already engraved the word lie all over your body, Lu Qing looked at this monk with some helplessness, this person is better than himself.

The lights flickered, and the monk took out a cigarette gun, put his hands behind his back, and walked up in this ancestral hall.

"The poor monk said that I am a monk, that is true, Lu Daochang said that I am not a monk, that is also true, true and false, it is just two words, I think."

"It's just that it depends on what you think, or whether I think it."

This came from the monk's voice slowly, and there was a bit of Zen, he put his hands behind his back, and the whole person was hidden in the shadows, unable to see his expression.

When Lu Qing heard the words at this moment, he felt that this monk didn't seem to be so simple, he always felt that there was another mystery in these words, he shook his head, sat on the bench, and then said: "True or not, tonight's fate is true, after keeping this night, let's have a good meal tomorrow."

The full moon in the night sky moved slowly, and the night gradually passed.

After a long silence, the monk sat on the cushion and smoked, while Lu Qing sat alone in the chair, and couldn't help but yawn a lot.

He used to have a habit of getting sleepy as long as he yawned, and this time he hit two times in a row, and the sleepiness hit, and his eyes couldn't open a little.

At that moment, there was a rustling sound outside the hall, as if something was slipping on the floor.

Lu Qing was suddenly awakened by this voice, and then immediately got up from the bench, walked quickly to the threshold, and looked outside.

There was nothing, seeing that there was no movement in the ancestral hall, Lu Qing muttered in his mouth, turned around and wanted to go back.

But at the moment of turning around, a black hair actually hung down from the beam and landed in front of Lu Qing, and before he could react, the black hair parted from it, and a miserable white face was revealed.

It was a woman's face, and there were dense holes in the face, which looked extremely penetrating.

"Ahh

Lu Qing was full of excitement, suddenly let out a scream, and then turned his head to run, but the female ghost actually tied him firmly with her hair and dragged him back.

No, you can't be dragged over like this, Lu Qing fell to the ground, and the female ghost slowly came down from the beam.

This female ghost was dressed in a wedding dress, wearing an embroidered red robe, wearing a veil on her shoulders, and stepping on a pair of small shoes, but the exposed arms and calves were covered with dense holes.

It's as if you've been hollowed out by some insect.

Lu Qing tried his best to roar, but there was still no sound in the entire Yao family compound, and not only that, but the monk who was smoking was gone.

After scolding a few words in his heart, Lu Qing hurriedly opened his mouth and bit the threshold, but the female ghost was so strong that she dragged him back.

Several of Lu Qing's teeth were suddenly lifted alive, and a strong smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Under the effect of the desire to survive, Lu Qing still wanted to struggle, but the female ghost waved her hand directly, and the big red candle on the desk flew over out of thin air, and then stabbed into Lu Qing's chest fiercely.

A hot pain came, Lu Qing just wanted to open his mouth, but a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't even speak, and before Lu Qing could slow down, the female ghost raised her hand again, and one after another lamps and candles pierced Lu Qing's chest, ankles, neck, and arms, stabbing him alive into a hornet's nest and nailing him to the wall.

The hall was already dark, with only a faint glimmer of moonlight.

It hurts, all kinds of pictures kept flashing in Lu Qing's mind, he suddenly felt that everything was so fast, he was going to die so soon, he wanted to move, but his wrist was pierced by the lamp and candle.

Mom, Dad, Lu Qing hung his head and shouted indistinctly.

Lu Qing even wanted to ask why, but this was too ridiculous, the scenes in Fuqing Guan flashed in his mind, in such a world, what is there to explain about death.

The female ghost let go of the hair that was wrapped around Lu Qing and slowly floated towards him.

But Lu Qing is still struggling, he doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die, he still has to go home. Lu Qing kept roaring in his heart, trying his best to urge his body, but he couldn't control this rotten body at all.

Lu Qing tried his best to raise his head, his entire face was covered with blood, but the next moment he suddenly found that he seemed to have parts that he could control.

Eye.

His left eye, the last remaining eye of the old toad.

The female ghost slowly floated in front of Lu Qing, she raised her hand, ready to kill this Taoist priest who was already covered in blood, but when she saw Lu Qing's face, she suddenly took a step back.

She saw this Taoist priest nailed to the wall.

His scarlet left eye was writhing wildly.