I can't finish listening to Mrs. Zhou's story, and I feel that she was also a poor person when she was alive.

When he was young, he lost his husband and dragged his three children to grow up.

In his later years, he finally got through it and became rich.

It should have been blessed.

But the children are not filial, and they are all worried about the stock in her hand.

The children still want to harm her......

Even if she is dead, her little obsession can't make her a ghost.

As a result, he was reinstated by a demon and became an evil ghost.

I stood there and didn't speak.

Just looked at Mrs. Zhou sitting in the wax circle and cried.

Uncle Liu next to him sighed:

"Hey! You are also a miserable person, and you were used by people to turn into evil ghosts and harm people.

But fortunately, you are harming your unfilial sons and daughters now.

After going down, the judge should be light. ”

"Dao Chief, in this life, I am too bitter. My three daughters all wanted to kill me.

The only five-year-old grandson is not yet biological.

My stupid son doesn't even know now.

In this yang world, I have nothing to be nostalgic for, woo woo woo ......"

Hearing this, my cheeks twitched.

This client, Zhou Xing, was not only cuckolded, but also a big wrongdoer.

The children he has raised for five years are not his own.

Uncle Liu lit himself a cigarette again:

"It's not a big problem.

That's what our museum does.

Help the living avoid the evil and send the yin on the road.

But you still have a ghost spell on you.

The soul candle is still in the hands of the demon dao.

All you have to do now is get out of this wax circle, and you're going to be burned alive. ”

"Huh? Burn, burn? ”

Mrs. Zhou was a little frightened.

Uncle Liu's expression was calm, and he nodded slightly:

"Xiao Xu, go to the octagonal well outside and fetch a bowl of water to come in. Don't let the sun shine on the well water. ”

"It's Uncle Liu!"

I replied simply.

Although I don't know what Uncle Liu is going to do, I definitely have to do something.

I quickly left the morgue and walked outside.

When I came to the door of the office, I found that the fitness man Song Shan was lighting a cigarette for Huang Mao, and he was resigned:

"Huang Shao, I didn't know Taishan before.

Look, can you let me go?

I'm not familiar with that demon, really, really?

I'll hold it, and I'll never look for that demon path again......"

"Get out, squat down!"

Huang Mao opened his mouth very unpleasantly.

Song Shan could only go back and squat honestly, because if he beeped again, he might have to be beaten by Huang Mao again.

At this point, I walked into the office.

When Huang Mao saw me coming back, he asked:

"Brother Xu, what's going on over there?"

"Uncle Liu pulled out the black charm on the old ghost's body, and let me go get a bowl of water at this time.

Take care of this kid and don't let him slip away.

...... who might want him to lead the way."

As I spoke, I had already taken out a black porcelain bowl from the cupboard.

These are all sacrificial bowls for the dead, which are different from ordinary utensils.

"Don't worry, this kid can't play tricks."

After speaking, he glared at Song Shan fiercely, making him tremble with fright.

I took the black porcelain bowl and went outside, and there was an octagonal well next to the cafeteria.

From the perspective of feng shui, this well should be the yin position in our museum.

It is also the place where the water veins converge.

Drilling a well here will allow for enough water and can drain the excessive yin energy that has gathered here.

I moved quickly and quickly hit the water.

It's just that the water is cold and biting, and it is extremely cold.

When I hit the water, I immediately covered it to avoid direct sunlight.

Then, he hurried to the morgue.

"Uncle Liu, the water is coming."

Uncle Liu is sitting on a sarcophagus at this moment, and the yellow-clothed ghost is locked in the sarcophagus.

Uncle Liu glanced at me and nodded:

"You pour water on her forehead."

"Good!"

After speaking, I took away the shield and looked at Mrs. Zhou in the wax circle.

Mrs. Zhou still sat on the ground with a depressed face.

Seeing me approach, he didn't make any other moves.

I don't know why Uncle Liu did this, but I didn't hesitate.

A bowl of water was poured directly on Mrs. Zhou's head.

But who knows, as soon as this bowl of water was poured on Mrs. Zhou's head, Mrs. Zhou was shocked.

Covering his head violently, he was extremely uncomfortable:

"It's hot, it's hot......"

Then, Mrs. Zhou rolled on her body.

I obviously poured cold water, but when it came to Mrs. Zhou, it seemed to have turned into magma.

"Uncle Liu, what's the situation with her?"

Uncle Liu was very calm:

"Just look at it."

My eyes widened, and Mrs. Zhou in the wax circle was constantly rolling.

Unbearable screams:

"It's hot, it's hot......"

During the struggle, I found that Mrs. Zhou's skin color gradually changed from waxy white to fiery red.

After the red color appeared, the eyebrows began to gradually converge, and a flame pattern appeared......

"Uncle Liu, this is the pattern.

At the beginning, the female ghost, after the flame appeared in the center of her eyebrows, was burned into ashes by a strange fire. ”

I was surprised.

The corners of Uncle Liu's mouth were grinning, still calm.

It's as if everything is under control.

In the next second, I found that the flame pattern in Mrs. Zhou's eyebrows suddenly turned into a red smoke and floated out directly from Mrs. Zhou's eyebrows.

Then, in the air, it turned into a red flame and disappeared.

And Mrs. Zhou's hot feeling gradually disappeared at this time.

"Uncle Liu, have you lifted the secret spell on her?"

I looked at Uncle Liu with adoration.

Uncle Liu waved his hand:

"It's that simple.

This is only a temporary severance between her and the demon path.

Even if the demon path forced the spell to cast, it would be able to keep her safe on time.

However, as long as the soul candle is still there, she still has the possibility of being burned to death.

So, during the time when the soul candle was brought back.

She can only be in this wax circle. ”

Speaking of which, Uncle Liu and I looked at Mrs. Zhou at the same time.

At this time, she was still not as uncomfortable as she was just now.

Just looked at Uncle Liu and kept nodding:

"Okay, I—I'll stay inside, and I won't come out......"

Uncle Liu didn't answer, just looked at me and said:

"Xiao Xu, I'll go out.

Go to the mahjong parlor and report the problem to the curator in person.

Probably, probably back after noon.

You offer incense to the old lady and let her eat.

Then prepare with Xiaolong and be optimistic about that Song Shan.

When I come back, let's go to the back mountain of the North Hot Springs.

Find out this demonic way.

Uncle Liu will also show you his hands.

Let me show you what it means to be ...... competent."

Hearing Uncle Liu say this, my heart "chuckled".

It's been more than a month since I came to the funeral home.

In addition to watching Uncle Liu burn the corpse, and cleaning up the yellow-clothed ghost who is still crushed in the sarcophagus, I really haven't seen Uncle Liu's other methods.

Now I heard that Uncle Liu is going to take us out.

I was pleasantly surprised, even a little excited.

But looking for a curator and going to a mahjong parlor?

Instantly, I thought of the curator's WeChat profile picture.

A skull with playing cards in its mouth.

I've just gone to work now, and I'm playing mahjong in the mahjong hall early in the morning?

This gambling addiction is probably not small.

I was a little curious, but I didn't ask.

After all, the security guards of our museum can let the blind do it, and the curator is a gambler, which seems to be reasonable.

just said to Uncle Liu;

"Okay, Uncle Liu, I'll go and prepare ......"