"It's not that I don't want to help the village solve the trouble, it's just that the village is barking at the coffin, and the yin qi is raging, I'm afraid my little bit of Taoism is not enough to see."

Mr. Yin and Yang said as he turned to leave.

The people in the village originally felt that the death of the old village chief was very evil, and at this time, when they heard the horror that Mr. Yin Yang said, where did they dare to let him go, and begged Mr. Yin and Yang one by one that he could not see death and not save him, so he almost did not kneel down for Mr. Yin and Yang.

The people in the village stopped Mr. Yin Yang and didn't let him go, and his backpack apprentice also followed suit and said angrily:

"On weekdays, the master teaches the apprentices to subdue demons and eliminate demons and help justice for the blessing of the township, if something evil happens in this mining village, many people will definitely die, it's really pitiful, let's help them, right?"

As soon as the people in the village saw that the little apprentice was helping them speak, they hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and begged Mr. Yin and Yang, and finally Mr. Yin Yang sighed and said: "That's it, this is the calamity of your mine village and my calamity, if you don't leave, whether you die or live depends on your creation." ”

The people in the village breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Yu and I looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes, and Tang Ruyi watched the excitement with relish.

I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong with me.

Before Zhang Yu and I could ask, there was movement in the crowd again.

"Your village is dead today, right? Take me to their house. ”

Mr. Yin Yang suddenly spoke, and the hearts of the villagers hung in the air again.

Everyone surrounded Mr. Yin Yang and went to the house of the village chief Yang, and Mr. Yin Yang took the compass and walked back and forth in the courtyard with figure-eight steps, and finally stopped in front of a boulder in the courtyard, his face was gloomy and almost dripping.

Everyone was a little nervous, and the three of us looked at Mr. Yin and Yang intently.

Mr. Yin and Yang pinched his fingers and calculated: "The feng shui of this stone is not right, from the feng shui this is called the white tiger decapitation bureau, the white tiger will die without a head, plus there are dead people here today, yin qi gathers, evil breeds, and no more living people can live around." ”

Mr. Yin Yang's face was gloomy, how dare the people in the village slack off and beckon the old village chief's family to move in with his fellow people.

After the village chief's house is partial to the mining village, there are almost no neighbors nearby, only an eighty-year-old lady surnamed Ma lives next door, who is not dazzled or deaf, but her legs and feet are not very dexterous, and she is also watching the excitement in the crowd at this time.

When Mrs. Ma heard that Mr. Yin Yang asked her to move out of her old mansion, she was immediately furious, and she staggered away without looking back, snorting coldly as she walked:

"Hmph, you want my old woman to move out, unless Village Chief Yang comes to discuss with me in person."

The people in the village have always been respectful to this Mrs. Ma, because she is not an ordinary person, when she was young, her family was wealthy, and she was the eldest lady of the Dabie Mountain Dangdang Ma's Dart Bureau, and she stayed abroad, and it is said that she was Mr. Xinde and Mr. Sai.

In addition, he was born in a dart game, and his body is tough and he is used to seeing evil things, so he basically doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.

The people in the village had no choice, only Mr. Yin Yang sneered and said, "Old lady, it's okay to talk nonsense during the day, but be careful of ghosts knocking on the door at night." ”

After saying that, Mr. Yin Yang brushed his sleeves away, and the people in the village had already regarded Mr. Yin Yang as the backbone at this time and hurriedly followed.

We saw that Mr. Yin Yang found the old village chief's family again, because it was already dark at this time, and because we pretended to be relatives of the old village chief, we were soon arranged to spend the night at the house of a man named Lao Yang Tou in the village.

When the starlight and moonlight were obscured by inky clouds, the whole village was as quiet as an old grave circle in the mountains, and no sound could be heard.

Lao Yangtou's children have settled in big cities, and the three big tiled houses in the family have also been settled.

Zhang Yutang and I were relatives of the old village chief, so we were both called to the old village chief's house for dinner in the evening.

And Mr. Yin Yang asked the old village chief about his birthday early, took a compass and walked around the village, and soon found a yin house.

At this time, the mourning hall was also set up, and a flowing water seat was set up in front of the door, everyone ate and drank below, and the stage team invited by the town was blowing and playing on the side, which was also lively.

After eating, I asked Tang Ruyi to go back and lock the door to rest first, and I stayed with Zhang Yu in the name of helping to preside over the funeral.

Only in this way can we get in touch with Village Chief Yang's family faster, and after getting acquainted, we can naturally ask the specific location of Banjie Mountain.

Because of the evil death of Village Chief Yang, there were many people gathered outside the mourning hall.

The older generation thinks that people have yang energy on their bodies, and when there are more people, the yang energy is heavy, and naturally the ghosts, demons, and monsters dare not do it.

The first half of the night was very peaceful, and nothing happened, but in the second half of the night, there was a sudden noise outside, accompanied by the frightened cries of some women.

Zhang Yu and I were busy arranging lanterns to burn paper money in the old village chief's house, when we heard a mess outside, we couldn't help but secretly say no.

Something happened!

When I walked out, I found that there was a mess outside, with the screams of women, the scolding of men, and the comforting voices of Mr. Yin Yang one after another.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

During the day, Mr. Yin and Yang said that the old village chief's family could no longer live in the house, and the old village chief's family also muttered in their hearts, so the flowing water mat deliberately dragged the village's drinking man and the greedy widow to accompany him, planning to rely on more people to stay up until dawn to be regarded as a vigil.

In the first half of the night, the troupe was blowing and beating, and the sound of suona, gongs and cymbals was very lively.

Just as they were dizzy, they suddenly smelled a burnt smell.

Everyone woke up violently and thought it was a fire in the mourning hall, but when they looked at the mourning hall, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs, and their hairs stood on end.

Above the mourning hall is an offering table, on which some melons and fruits are placed, and under the offering table is a mud basin used to burn the vigil paper money.

It stands to reason that it was the middle of the night and no one burned the paper money, and the fire in the mud basin had been extinguished for a long time, but now it was not extinguished, but it was on fire.

The flames are high and the color is very strange.

It was not red fire or purple fire, but a large area of miserable green flames, like ghost fire beating on the head of an old grave......

Seeing that the situation was not right, the son of the old village chief had the courage to lift half a bucket of water and pour it on it.

This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the miserable green flames rushed to the spiritual platform.

Miserable green fireballs rolled around on the altar, and instead of feeling the scorching temperature of the flames, everyone felt a biting cold.

I don't know who in the crowd shouted at the top of their voices: "Haunted, haunted, go and invite Mr. Yin and Yang, otherwise we will all die!" ”