"Senior brother, it's here!"

Wang Qi was staring in one direction and suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked over, and in the darkness and haze, a shadow stepped in front of a household and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock."

The sound seemed so abrupt in the silence of the night.

Li Xianling opened his mouth, and finally closed it again.

He was eager to set an example by rebuking the ghosts on behalf of the people.

During this time, he kept vigil with the immortals, and he didn't dare to say anything else, but he was not afraid of ghosts.

With his fame, he can scold any ghost, and he doesn't dare to say anything else, he can patrol the night alone.

But it didn't work, in the past few nights, whether it was him or the cultivators of the sect, they all took turns to fight and use the pamphlets published by the immortals to deal with the ghosts.

That's really a miracle, otherwise Wang Shangde wouldn't have asked like that question just now.

This thing should be used by them, but the people can't, they do it every day and night, except to make the people feel at ease, they don't achieve the desired effect.

That is, the people took the initiative to scold the ghosts.

Except for the first night, they didn't look forward to it, they waited every night, and it was really not good, so they continued to go into battle to get rid of the ghosts.

If this knocker is the one who knocks on the door, there are several ways to solve it.

First, open the door and be sincere, help the knocking ghost, and let the ghost disperse.

The people of Fuhushan bought a property for this purpose.

Second, shout loudly and order the ghosts not to enter the door, because it is the master's house, as long as there is no fear in the heart, the ghosts will also retreat.

The third is to forcibly exorcise ghosts, which is what they are best at, and it is also more dangerous, to open the altar, use mana, and suppress their ghosts.

With the booklet of the immortals, they are much simpler.

But Shangxian always needs the people in the county to open the first cavity, they can't do it these nights, mortals are still immovable, every night the door is closed, quietly, like a dead city.

Probably not tonight.

Night in the lobby.

Han Tiehammer took advantage of the dark night to bow to the two spiritual seats in the hall, and was about to return to the house lightly.

"Knock knock."

"Is anyone home?"

The door outside was still ringing, with a faint, ethereal sound.

Tonight, the ghost who knocked on the door was knocking on her door.

According to past experience, at this time, as long as you ignore it, go back to the house and sleep on your own, and when it comes to daytime, it will naturally disappear.

Knocking on the door and answering questions, no one should not take the initiative to come in.

It's just that as soon as she got up, her arm slid and touched an object on her waist, and the person was stunned.

In the darkness, she touched the rag doll around her waist, and her thoughts flowed.

This doll was given to her by the little girl.

It had been several days since the disappearance of those who had entered her house, and the doll had been sitting here, and at first, she had only left it there, not daring to touch it.

But the other day, she found out what these people were doing.

Those who go out on the streets during the day to preach that ghosts are not scary and give pamphlets to the 'great immortals' who call them 'Shangsen'.

Although no one saw it, Han Tiehammer knew that the 'Shangxian' they were talking about must be Song Yin and them.

Especially this booklet, after she read it, she felt that it was written by Song Yin.

She has always wanted to meet, but as a flat-headed ordinary person, she doesn't dare to meet those people, and she feels that she is no longer a status.

Han Tiehammer touched his flat head, picked up the doll, stared in the darkness, and then set his eyes on the spiritual seat.

In the darkness, the outline of the spiritual position can also be seen.

[The gas-eating ghost is to forget the grievances of the predecessors, and it can be solved by worshiping the ancestors on weekdays, this ghost is generated, not because of the lack of worship, but because of the fear that people will forget the past. Don't forget the past, learn its lessons, summarize its essence, and then solve this grievance, and its wisdom can also be inherited. 】

This is the content recorded in the [Great Yan Ghost Encyclopedia].

Their parents died some time ago, and they were unlucky, and they woke up when they met the gas eater, and both of them were sucked to death.

But if you had come across this book earlier, wouldn't you. Shouldn't it be?

The resentment in Han Tiehammer's heart flashed away, and then she shook her head and was about to enter the house with the doll.

Click

At this moment, the direction of the spiritual position suddenly shook and made a sound.

Han Tiezhu's footsteps stopped, turned her head to look in the direction of the spiritual position, in the darkness, she could clearly see the spiritual position of her parents. It's moving.

Click!

The vibration was even louder, and the two spirit positions even shook apart, and the words on the spirit positions were stunned in the darkness with a burst of green light, and two clouds of green smoke appeared.

"Hammer."

In the green smoke, a voice familiar to Han Tiehammer sounded.

The voices, male and female, mixed again, and cried out.

Han Tiezhu was shocked, and couldn't help shouting, "Daddy."

Bang bang bang!

Hearing the sound, the knocking outside the door suddenly went berserk.

"Hammer. Come with us, come with us! ”

Because of the voice, the green mist suddenly changed into two blurred faces, calling out on the left and right, the two faces were constantly intertwined, and suddenly turned into a big mouth that wanted to devour people, and bit straight towards Han Tie Hammer.

"Ghost!"

Outside, Zhang Feixuan, who was staring at the room, watched the knocking ghost voice getting louder and louder, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he turned his head to look at Song Yin, "Senior brother."

"Ah, I see."

Before Zhang Feixuan spoke, Song Yin was staring at the house, which they were also familiar with, it was the house of the hammer girl.

"It can call people, there is fog, it can condense people's faces, what the hell?" He asked the crowd.

Qian Sansi thought for a while and said, "Shangxian, don't you think about ghosts. ”

"Thinking of ghosts"

Song Yin nodded, and summoned the encyclopedia, which has a name and a form, and it can naturally manifest itself.

"I see, through the thoughts of people, when they appear, they will discern people's hearts, judge whether they hate or are good, and if they think badly and resent, they will do evil, and the light ones will make trouble, and the heavy ones will kill people. If it is just a thought, the thought of the benefits will also soothe people's hearts. ”

"Immortals? Does the ghost still have such a function? Wang Shangde asked.

The ghosts in their impressions, troublesome to death, turned into a dead familiar appearance, and every night the ghosts cried wolves, which shocked the family members to lose their minds.

They also encountered a ghost who took the whole family away, leaving only one child.

"People's hearts turn into ghosts, people's hearts are good and bad, and ghosts are naturally too."

Song Yin said lightly: "Jinxianmen people, seek truth from facts. ”

It's true that he is a human being, but it cannot be denied that ghosts are also good, such as the village ghosts he met back then, and the general who he encountered when he met the fourth junior brother.

……

Facing the bite of the big face, Han Tiehammer was full of fear in his heart, and he turned around and was about to run outside.

But as soon as her body moved, the yellow rag doll on her waist suddenly flashed a ray of light, which stopped the movement of the green mist, and at the same time made Han Tiezhu's heart clear and his divine court clear.

She looked at the big face carefully, although the face was mixed, but the looming facial features also felt familiar.

Is that

"Daddy! Mother! ”

With tears in his eyes, Han Tiehammer knelt down directly, reaching out to touch the green mist.

"I miss you so much!"

The green mist was touched by these steel-like hands, and suddenly trembled, turning into two faces again, and it was not hazy and looming at this moment, but turned into Han Tiezhu's familiar father and mother.

"Girl, what are you doing on your knees, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground." The man's face made a sound.

"Iron Hammer, there are ghosts outside, don't talk, it's okay with us, we're ghosts too."

The woman's face looked out with a worried expression, "We're watching here, you go to sleep, when you sleep, everything will be fine." ”

Han Tiehammer cried: "My daughter is not filial, she can't even keep her filial piety, and she bothers her father and mother to come to see me." ”

"How can there be a father and mother who blame the child, it's okay, but you can't think about it every day, if you think too much, something will happen, but. Don't be afraid. The man said.

"Dad" Han Tiehammer looked at the second elder in a daze.

The green mist that came out at this time, where there was any dark green horror, turned into a peaceful and bright green, and the appearance of the father and mother gradually became kind from the gloomy just now.

"Open the door! Open the door!! ”

The knocking on the door outside was getting louder, and it was better to start banging on the door than to knock again.

Han Tiehammer was irritable for no reason.

This is her home!

"What are you bumping into!"

Han Tiehammer slammed into his body, and his iron-walled body went straight to the door, opened the door, and the fog outside was human-shaped, and then a yin wind blew, as if he was about to enter.

"You don't have a home!!"

At this moment, a roar erupted from the street, and the sound was like a thunderbolt in the silent street, and it blew up the lifeless street at once.

Faintly, there was a noise in the surrounding rooms.

"What are you knocking on the door at night, if you don't make a sound, your mother is not there, why don't you know etiquette at all, how did your father teach you! This is the old lady's house, not your home! Knock back to your house and knock it, don't delay the old lady and father to catch up! Knock on the door again, the old lady chopped off your hand!! ”

Bang!!

The door slammed shut, and the knocker stood there for a long time, its hazy form fading and vanishing.

It's not that he entered someone's house, but after being scolded by this, he disappeared directly.

"It's done!"

Song Yin laughed loudly: "The fire has fallen, I think about it, from now on, the people in this county will not be afraid of ghosts!" ”

"Hahahaha!"

The bell was holding her stomach and laughing loudly, tears were coming out of her eyes, and her fingers were messing with the sky, "Less!" Less! You're missing again! ”

What's missing? Who is missing?

Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his head, the stars could not be seen in the sky, but faintly, he always felt that something was missing a piece in the sky, and then it was filled in by an even stranger aura.

He was about to think about it, but suddenly he shook his head and threw away the chaotic thoughts.

"Everyone, the matter has been completed, and I will invite all of you in the future, as well as Li County's order, so be more careful."

Song Yin bowed his hand to everyone.

"The immortals have orders, dare not obey their orders." A group of people returned the salute.

It's finally no longer a vigil.

"You have to pay more attention tonight to prevent other ghosts." Song Yin said with a smile.

"Senior brother, don't you need to solve this ghost? Is it really the transformation of relatives? Wang Qizheng asked with some anticipation.

He heard it, and Han Tiehammer shouted loudly in the house.

Relatives can also manifest, then his mother

Song Yin shook his head: "The ghost is revealed, but it is just the thoughts of people, combined with resentment." They have no memory, no soul, they just act according to the instincts of ghosts, and what they do is only the embodiment of people's hearts. ”

To put it simply, whatever you want, it is.

This kind of ghost.

It's just a human thought.

(End of chapter)