I don't know what the brothers are talking about, but the second brother is now the oldest of the brothers, and the third and fourth have to rely on his decisions.

The second child gritted his teeth as if he had made some major decision, and he agreed, taking the boss's body to cremate first.

When we're done, we'll come back and take the boss back, and when it's time to bury it, we'll bury it, and take it to the cemetery, and it's not a big problem.

After the formalities were completed, we drove back to the village.

At this time, it was already dark, and in order to ensure that the child could hang his life in the agency, I deliberately called Dong Jing and explained the situation here.

But it doesn't look good on our side either.

After all, we have to enter the illusion of Lao Song, and the brothers have signed an agreement with Lao Song, and they must be responsible for canceling the agreement.

It's very simple for me to take them alone and enter the illusion, but how to get out is a problem.

Before entering the illusion, I checked my treasure bag, which was quite full of equipment, and then I began to wait on the side.

It's less than midnight, and even if you go in now, you may not be able to see Lao Song.

This time was completely different from the last time, a few of us had to sit down around Lao Song, and when we really entered the illusion, it was not out of the body, but with our own minds to communicate with Lao Song.

But this is a ritual that I have never done before, and with this mage, I am the only one to complete it, and to be honest, I am a little panicked.

If it were just me, maybe I would have been able to get out of it.

I told them all the dangers, they were old, and they had wives and children abroad.

If something happens to them, I don't necessarily have an explanation.

I first laid out a formation on the side and took out seven small bamboo tubes from the treasure bag.

The small bamboo tube was full of rice, and I inserted the seven sticks of incense into the small bamboo tube.

After lighting the incense, I inserted the sail that I usually used to set up the formation on the side of the old pine.

This means that with the old pine as the center, there will be no more yin qi around the formation.

Because the Yin Qi affects the magnetic field, I don't want us to be affected by the Yin Qi after entering the illusion realm, so that we have no way to escape from it.

As long as we are in the formation, our lives can be said to be temporarily safe.

However, the formation has a time limit, and there is no one guarding the side, as long as it is blown by the wind, after the sail falls, the formation will be broken.

So I had to pull them all out of the illusion before the formation broke.

By this time, my forehead was covered with fine sweat, and to be honest, I was a little nervous.

I looked up at my watch, and it was almost midnight.

I asked the three brothers of the Song family to sit next to Lao Song in order of age, from left to right.

And I sat next to the fourth, and on the far right.

"Close your eyes and listen to my mantra, from now on, please relax and try to adjust your breathing." I gave a command, intending to finish reading the scriptures before I began to burn paper.

But while I was chanting, I felt my brain start to get groggy and my whole body fluttered.

My consciousness began to blur, and I didn't know anything in my mouth.

By the time I became conscious, the person was already standing in a large courtyard full of peach blossoms.

There was an old pine tree in the courtyard, and under the pine tree sat an old man.

The old man looked kind, his hair was gray, and his hair was waist-length.

But the scene in front of me was a bit confused, and the old man's hair was so long that I couldn't tell whether he was an old man or an old lady for a while.

But because Song Yan's child had already told me that he saw an old man in his dream, I was so sure that the one sitting under the pine tree was a man.

Standing next to me were the three Song brothers, their appearance and expressions looked a little muna, and they didn't seem to be able to figure out the situation in front of them.

"Where is this?" The third asked me.

At this time, the boss's face was already very pale, and his body was even a little weak, and the fourth child was always supporting him.

I didn't answer the third question, because I didn't know where we were now.

I couldn't tell if we were in a fantasy or a dream.

But at least when things come to this, I can breathe a sigh of relief, after all, a few of them have listened to my instructions and let themselves relax, and now that they see everyone in the illusion, I have the capital to negotiate with Lao Song.

Before I could approach the old pine, the old man was already waving at me.

"Young man, come and see the old man, my feet hurt so badly, and now it's very uncomfortable, see if you can be a kind person and send me home."

The old man's voice was particularly vicissitudes.

This scene suddenly felt very familiar to me, but I don't know where I had seen or heard of it.

I was a little uneasy, but I did as the old man said.

That's because I need to communicate with Lao Song through the old man.

My cousin told me before that the old trees that really have Taoism are guarded by people.

This kind of person usually has a deep relationship with the old tree, and if we are disrespectful to the tree guard, there will be no way to communicate and exchange with the old tree in minutes.

So I don't dare to be disrespectful to the old man in front of me.

"What's wrong with you, old man?" Walking up to the old man's side, I crouched down slightly.

Even though he looks very old, I'm afraid he'll frame me every minute.

After all, I don't know who he is, so I have room to bounce up and back away at any time.

But it was evident that I had spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and the old man just smiled kindly at me, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to his leg.

"It's all an old problem, as long as it's windy and rainy, my legs will hurt, maybe rheumatism, but it doesn't look like it's going to rain on this day."

I nodded in understanding, and when I got up, I looked around and saw no houses or villages, and I didn't know where the old man lived.

"Where do you live, old man? Shall I pick you up and take you home?" I turned back to the old man and said.

The old man still laughed at him, but shook his head, and did not answer my words.

I crouched down again, after all, I wasn't very good at medicine, and I didn't know what to do.

Perhaps seeing that I was a little confused, the old man told me: "I may have been sitting for a long time and my legs have been buried in the mud, I have tried to use it, but I can't pull it out." ”