Because he wanted to avoid the early burial of the Wang family, the deceased only stopped for three days, and there was still some time before the seven-day limit for the soul to disperse.

Therefore, please try the method of God's upper body.

The noise of suona and gongs and drums has stopped at some point.

The coffin made of fine wood fell in the middle of the road, and everyone in the audience retreated to avoid being contaminated with the bad spirits of the dead.

The Shedding was moved,

covered the coffin, Jia Lao and others.

It can also cover the scorching sun and yang energy, so as not to interrupt the process of soul possession.

The villagers and visitors looked at the mourning shed, their eyes were complicated, some were awe, some were curious, and some were not convinced, but none of them chose to leave.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Jia Lao changed into his robe, set up a simple altar under the spirit shed, wielded a peach sword in one hand and shook a copper bell in the other.

The bell rings quickly, eerily cold.

It's like a ghost cry, which makes people feel creepy.

This ringtone......

Fang Zheng squinted.

It's kind of interesting!

"Drink!"

Jia Lao pointed at the coffin with a sword in his hand, his eyes widened, and he shouted:

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghosts and ghosts of everything, the four lives are entrusted, kneel in front of my stage, and the gossip shines brightly......"

He recited mantras and stepped on his feet, and the two cooperated tacitly, and there seemed to be another mystery hidden in it.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Taishang Laojun listens to my orders!"

"Today, for some reason, Zheng Yurong, the wife of the second husband and the daughter of the Zheng family, came to see me...... Come and see me...... Come and see me......"

Jia Lao's figure froze suddenly, his mouth was rapidly reciting incantations, his eyes were hollow, and the peach wood sword and copper bell in his hand trembled rapidly.

"Phew!"

With a low shout, he turned around suddenly, his eyes were blood-red, white foam came out of his mouth, and his body swayed.

It is doubtful that he could faint and fall to the ground at any moment.

Just when everyone else was looking at each other.

"Two Tigers."

Jia Lao suddenly spoke, his voice became even softer and slower, like a man's voice as a woman's voice, and his eyes became softer.

He looked at Wang Hu and said slowly:

"You're here."

"......" Wang Hu's eyes flashed, and he tentatively spoke:

"Mother?"

"It's me." Jia Lao nodded, his voice hoarse:

"It's for my mother."

"Mother!" Wang Hu's eyes were red, and he knelt directly on the ground, howling and crying:

"Why don't you wait for your son, your son hasn't even seen you for the last time, and your son is not filial...... The son is not filial! ”

He went from being a farmer's son in a poor mountain valley to buying a car and a house in a big city step by step, and settling down in a business, which can be described as doing his best.

Half a life of hard work,

Decades of intrigues.

Only by the old lady's side can the mood be relaxed.

The old lady is not only the old lady, but also his root and his sustenance, which is sad from the heart, and can't help kneeling on the ground and crying loudly.

"Hey!" Jia Lao's expression was complicated, he put down the peach wood sword and copper bell in his hand, and stretched out his hand to slowly help Wang Hu up from the ground:

"Get up, get up."

"You have something to do and don't have time to come back, my mother knows it in her heart, and she won't mind, but ...... Nowadays we are separated by yin and yang. ”

"It's better not to meet again."

"Mother!"

Wang Hu's body trembled, grabbed Jia Lao's arm with both hands, stabilized his fluctuating emotions, and Fang sniffed and asked:

"You promised me at the beginning, and when you are old in the future, you will be buried in the ancestral grave of the Wang family, what you said at the time was good, why do you want to regret it now?"

"Did the Jia family lie to me, you didn't say that you would be buried in the ancestral grave of the Jia family?"

"Two Tigers." Jia Lao looked at Wang Hu and said slowly:

"How your father treats me, you should know very well, if it weren't for your father, your brother wouldn't have died, but the Jia family treated me well."

"After I die, I don't want to go down there and continue to suffer by your father's side."

"You should understand what it means to be a mother."

"But ......" Wang Hu looked excited:

"You are my mother, Jia family...... The Jia family has no descendants of you! ”

"I've made up my mind." Jia Lao's face sank:

"This matter is so decided, now we are separated by yin and yang, and staying for a long time will damage your yang longevity, my mother will go."

As he spoke, he was about to let go of the spell.

"Wait!"

Wang Hu shouted suddenly, grabbed Jia Lao's arms with both hands, and said:

"Mother, do you remember what happened when I was seven years old?"

"I went to the river with a few friends in the village to play, and I almost drowned, but you came over in time to save me, and in a hurry, I also left a scar on my body."

"Mother!"

He looked directly at Jia Lao and asked:

"Do you remember where that scar is?"

Well?

Jia Lao was stunned for a moment, and a trace of trance flashed in his eyes, although the different color flashed, he was looked at by Wang Hu, who was staring at him.

"Mother."

Wang Hu squinted his eyes and turned cold:

"Don't tell me you don't remember, you can't forget that scar for the rest of your life!"

"Or ......"

"You're not my mother at all!"

Jia Lao's face changed, and he subconsciously avoided the other party's gaze, he was indeed not Wang Hu's wife, and he didn't know where the scar was.

Please God come up,

It's just a trick to deceive.

However, thanks to his superb acting skills and familiarity with the villagers in the nearby townships, no one has debunked it for so many years.

However, Mrs. Wang Hu moved from outside, and what happened to her when she was young was only heard, and it was impossible to be clear about everything.

Suffered!

Jia Lao secretly screamed to himself.

Otherwise, if you pretend to faint directly, the time supported by magic is too short, and I am afraid that Wang Hu, this kid, will come up with punches and kicks to greet him, and my old bones can't help him with three punches and two kicks. ’

Not far away.

Fang Zheng shook his head lightly at this scene, and then pinched the trick in front of him with one hand, and lightly exhaled a breath of true qi in his mouth, and the trick emerged from his heart.

'The Imperial Decree of the Emperor, Guanyou Lonely Soul! ’

'Since you are here, why don't you show up quickly?' ’

"Hoo ......"

suddenly

The wind swept wildly in the field.

Suddenly.

The clouds above the mourning shed were overcast, the wind swept the whole field, the flying sand and stones squinted, the cloth rattled, and the sky changed suddenly.

"What's going on?"

"Why is it suddenly windy?"

"Be careful!"

Everyone's complexion changed greatly, and they covered their eyes to avoid the wind and sand.

In the chaos.

A wisp of yin wind followed the fingerprints of the mana in the field and quietly submerged into Jia Lao's body, his body stiffened, and a pair of eyes instantly blackened.

By the time he returned to normal, his expression had changed.

The facial features are still the same facial features, and the appearance is still the same as before, but it feels like a different person.

The slightly drooping eyes, the loose corners of the lips, the stretched eyebrows, and the familiar and kind eyes all made Wang Hu stunned.

“……”

He opened his mouth, and suddenly tears rained down:

"Mother?"

"My son!"

'Old Jia's body trembled, he stepped forward and hugged Wang Hu fiercely, and whispered with tears in his eyes:

"My son is here!"

"Mother!"

Wang Hu's body was shocked, and tears and snot flowed in an instant:

"Mother!"

"It's too late!"

"It's too late!"

There was no need to ask more questions or answers, just seeing that familiar expression, he knew that the person in front of him was his wife.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately:

"Mother!"

"The son is not filial! The son is not filial! ”

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." 'Jia Lao' also burst into tears, bending over to hug Wang Hu's headache and crying, his body trembling.

The two hugged their heads and cried, forgetting everything else for a while.

"Brother Tiger."

Someone whispered:

"It's time to ask about the cemetery."

"......" Wang Hu raised his head, looked at 'Jia Lao' with red eyes, and said with a trembling voice:

"Mother?"

"Listen to you." 'Jia Lao' had tears in his eyes, and reached out to help Wang Hu arrange his hair, his eyes were full of reluctance:

"Listen to you for my mother."

"Mother!"

Wang Hu's body stiffened, and he let the other party help him smooth his hair and arrange his clothes, until 'Jia Lao' waved at him reluctantly.

"Mother?"

"Mother!"

Wang Hu stretched out his hand, but in exchange for Jia Lao, who looked dazed.

Jia Lao touched his face, only to feel that his face was wet, and he didn't know what had happened just now, and he only knew that his consciousness sank.

When he regained consciousness again, he saw Wang Hu with a sad expression on his face.

Subconsciously asked:

"What just happened?"

"Third Master." Xiao Liu approached and said with a surprised face:

"You were ...... Six grandmothers possessed? ”

What?

Jia Lao's body was shocked, a complex emotion came to his heart, and his eyes were even more sad and frightened, and he lost his mind for a while.

"Brother Tiger!"

A man stepped forward and whispered:

"We all heard the old lady's words just now, and said that they were listening to you, since this is the case, then we can take it back for burial."

"Not bad!"

"That's true."

A few onlookers nodded their heads one after another, that was what the 'ghost' said, if it was a lie, I was afraid that it would be punished by God.

Time.

Even the Jia family looked at each other.

Jia Qiang's face was even more gloomy, his hands clenched but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Forget it."

Wang Hu knelt on the ground, looked at the coffin in front of him blankly, and said with a wry smile:

"My mother was also guilty when she went back to her father's side, and she has lived very comfortably in Jia's house in the past few years, so I can put my mind at ease outside."

"She'......"

"I don't want to go back."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head and wept again.

"My mother said that she listened to me because she felt sorry for me, how could I let her go back and suffer? It's just a little more walking, and an extra stick of incense. ”

"Buried in ......"

"Jia's house!"

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Wang Hu wore linen and filial piety and went on the road with the Jia family.

The sound of suona sounded again.

Everyone followed the front of the team carrying the coffin, and their eyes turned to Jia Lao from time to time, muttering something in a low voice, with different expressions.

Jia Lao lowered his head, his brows furrowed, and his mind kept replaying the scene when the ghost possessed him before.

Are there really ghosts?

But for so many years, I have been practicing the Dharma according to the steps left by my ancestors, but I have never really been possessed by a 'ghost'.

What's going on today?

As a 'god stick', although he has the inheritance left by his ancestors and does things like gods and ghosts, he still remains suspicious about whether there are ghosts in the world.

After all

If so, why haven't you seen it?

Well?

His eyebrows moved slightly, and he quietly raised his head to look at Fang Zheng's location, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When he lost consciousness and was possessed by a ghost just now, he seemed to see Fang Dao Chang's hand pinching the seal and muttering something in his mouth. ’

'Isn't it ......'

Jia Lao's heart moved, and he walked forward, walking side by side with Fang Zheng, and said in a low voice at the same time:

"Dao Chief, this matter ...... today"

"Jia Lao really has the means, and he can actually invite the gods to come up, and today's poor road is an eye-opener." Fang Zheng smiled lightly and arched his hand:

"Admire! Admire! ”

The Taoist said with a smile. Jia Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly, then gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not a secret, the old man has studied the 'Fa' all his life, but in fact, he has never really asked God to come up, is it the Taoist who did it today?"

"Da ......" Fang Zheng paused, looked sideways, and saw Jia Lao's eyes blazing and serious, and couldn't help but sigh lightly:

"The matter has passed, why should Jia Lao investigate deeply?"

"Dig deeper?" Jia Lao shook his head, and his voice was complicated:

"The Taoist chief doesn't know anything, the old man has spent his whole life on this, but he has never been able to get the law, so he can only pretend to be a 'magic stick' to deceive."

"Others say that I am profound, but in fact, only I understand that I am just a liar who knows how to appease others!"

"Seeing the True Dharma Today ......"

"I have no regrets about dying!"

Fang Zheng was silent.

He could hear the praise of the people in the village for Jia Lao, so popular, relying not only on 'deception', but also on that sincerity.

That commitment that has been the same for decades.

Jia Lao did not rely on 'deception' to make money, which can also be seen from his barren courtyard, which is why Fang Zheng is willing to help.

The other party no longer asks for a formation, only an answer.

"The old gentleman is kind-hearted and admires the poor."

Arching his hand, Fang Zheng spoke slowly:

"But ......"

"You don't have the talent for it."

Even in another world, there are very few people who practice the Fa, and whether there is a complete inheritance in modern society is still two words, and naturally there are even few.

"Talent?"

Jia Lao's heart trembled:

"What talent?"

"If you want to practice spells, you must have an outstanding spirit, and there is no one in this kind of person...... Fang Zheng looked at the other party and sighed lightly:

"Not only one in ten thousand, but one in 100,000 or million."

"Ahh

Jia Lao's hands trembled, and his expression was complicated.

Today's experience is like a mysterious door appearing in front of his eyes, but if he is right, it means that the door is closed to him.

Ahead

Still nowhere to go.

It is inevitable to regret in my heart.

Long.

"That's it!"

Jia Lao shook his head:

"That's it!"

"I have to see a real person today, I have no regrets about being old, and besides, I am already at this age, even if I have talent, what can I do?"

"That's right." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Jia Lao doesn't need to mind, practicing spells may not be a good thing, practicing the law can easily damage people's essence and hurt the number of lifespans, and it is almost impossible to have a good end."

"Just today, please God come up, even if you have Fang's support, I'm afraid you will get sick."

"If you are someone else, even if you have the talent for cultivation, you will definitely consume a lot of lifespan once you ask God, and if you come a few more times, you will die."

"It's better not to learn!"

"I see." Jia Lao touched his heart:

"I said why I feel cold here, I feel uncomfortable up and down, just like I have been doing coolies for a few days, but it is because I am possessed by a ghost."

"This ...... It is the same as the saying handed down by the ancestors. ”

Fang Zheng's words were the same as those written in the book, which made his mood calm down a lot, but after thinking about it, there was doubt in his eyes.

Practicing the Dharma hurts people, so why is this Fang Dao Master fearless?

And

It is difficult for others to personally cast spells to guarantee that they will not lose their longevity, and Fang Dao Chang is on the side to support him, but he only makes himself sick.

Not to mention.

According to the book, the practice of the Dharma requires pinching the mantra and using the Dharma altar, and the steps are cumbersome and complicated, but the head of the Fang Dao can cast the spell at will.

Counterpart......

Who is it?

"Third Master!"

Just when he was wondering in his heart, a person hurriedly rushed forward:

"Oh no!"

"Our ancestral grave has been dug up!"

"What?" Jia Lao's face changed greatly.

Not only him, but when the Jia family heard this, they all showed anger and scolded.

"Holy!"

"Who the fuck did it!"

"Let's go check it out."

…………

Silingdi is located in the deep mountains, buried is the ancestor of the Jia family two hundred years ago, starting from Jiajia Village at the fastest time to walk for a day and a night, only a few older generations will trek on the occasion of the New Year's Festival, the vast majority of the Jia family does not even know this place.

The 'ancestral grave' in the mouth of the people is at the foot of the mountain not far from Jiajia Village.

The feng shui here is also good, but it is far from being comparable to the four spirit lands.

Now.

In a forest not far from the ancestral grave, there was a deep pit, and the mound was covered with fallen leaves, so you would not notice it if you did not look closely.

"Is there a Jia family buried here?" Some people wondered:

"Why don't you bury the ancestral grave?"

"You know what." Someone shook his head:

"This is a branch of my grandfather's generation, it is said that I have seen feng shui, and burying this side can take care of the ancestral grave."

"Not bad." Jia Lao's face was gloomy:

"Here is buried the second uncle's family, the second uncle's life is different, so buried here, you can become a feng shui bureau with the ancestral tomb."

"...... Now"

He clasped his hands:

"Feng Shui is broken!"

The others in the field didn't know what it meant, but he knew it very well, because the elders who passed on his magic skills had specially explained it.

And......

"Very vicious."

Fang Zheng looked at the open coffin in front of him and said in a low voice:

"The person who started not only broke the feng shui of this place, but also opened the forbidden leyline, and the leylines collided with each other, and they would backfire the Jia family who banned it."

"The benefits that the Jia family gets with the help of feng shui will be repaid by the next generation."

"Da ......"

Jia Lao's body shook and staggered back.

For a while, it seemed that the next generation of the Jia family had either died or was stupid, and the Jia family would also be tortured.

"Who is it?"

His body trembled, and he hissed and roared:

"Who the hell did that?"

"My Jia family is hiding in this poor country, and I ask myself if I have never offended any master, why is someone so vicious and bad for my Jia family's feng shui?"

"Third Master." Little Six Stomping:

"Call the police!"

"Jia Lao." Fang Zheng touched his chin and said slowly:

"The one who robs the grave and digs up the grave is afraid that he is already dead."

"Oh!"

"What?"

Several people around him were stunned when they heard this.

"Smack!"

Jia Lao slapped his thighs violently, and his eyes lit up:

"I remembered, in order to arrange the feng shui bureau, the second uncle's coffin was smeared with medicine, and the feng shui ritual inside was also coated with poison."

"That thing will die if it touches it, and it will definitely not live long!"

"Search!"

He turned and shouted:

"Search the neighborhood and see if there are any corpses!"

The crowd responded and scattered.

Judging by the freshness of the dirt in the field, the tomb robbers must have come last night, and there was no time to flee after being poisoned.

Not much.

"Found it!"

"There's a corpse here!"

Someone shouted near the direction of the mountain forest, and everyone surrounded him.

In just one night, the corpse had begun to decompose, and the pungent stench was the reason why it was found so quickly.

"Don't get too close, lest you get poisoned."

Jia Lao separated the crowd and squinted at the corpse:

"This man ......"

"It's Gao Zhuang's second brother!" Someone exclaimed, and although the corpse's face was blurred, it was still recognized by acquaintances:

"This guy is idle all day long, and if he doesn't study well, he dares to steal the grave of our Jia family?"

"It's more than innocent to die!"

"He should be the only one." Jia Lao's eyes flashed:

"It's not on him either."

Rear.

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly.

Nowadays, burying people will no longer have any valuable burial goods, and digging graves will only be polluted with bad luck, and it is impossible to get rich.

This person excavated the grave of the Jia family, apparently under the guidance of others.

The man used Gao Lao Er to dig up the Jia family's grave, and afterwards used the Jia family's means to kill Gao Lao Er's mouth, and he retired with his things.

I don't know......

The other party is because he has a grudge against the Jia family, so he wants to break his feng shui and damage the descendants of the Jia family, or simply covet the funeral ritual in the grave.

If it is the former, this person can be called vicious.

If it's the latter......

Just to get the magic weapon, you can ignore the fate of the descendants of the Jia family, this kind of heart is chilling, and you have already entered the evil path.

"Fang Zhenren."

In the midst of a deep groan, Jia Lao had already stepped in front of him, bowed deeply and said:

"The old man has something to ask for, and I hope Fang Zhenren agrees."

(End of chapter)