Spend the night in the morgue without reason, forget it; I accidentally knocked my jaw and fainted, so forget it; I'm pretending to be a fool and fighting the dead bodies, so that's it. But all this, on the way down the mountain, I think back in my heart, but it is always not a taste.

I seemed to be trying to prove something to someone I didn't care about. Although the process was not perfect, and I suffered some losses, but after all, the problem was successfully solved, but my mood was not good anyway, since I came to Hubei, this is the worst time for me.

But since it was something that he personally promised, he had to do it according to the agreement. Whether it can be completed or not depends on ability. Whether I am willing to complete it or not depends on my attitude, and now I have no problem with my self-confidence in both aspects, if this Qin senior's old man is still making things difficult under this premise, I will not continue to be polite like this.

So on the way down the mountain, I imagined a lot of things that might happen when I saw Old Qin again today. And the situations in which he might continue to make things difficult for me, thinking seriously about what I should do when they arise, and so on, and even thinking about how I should get justice from him if he was playing tricks on me from the whole time. After thinking about it for a long time, when I walked to a place not far from Qin's senior's house, the sky was already bright, and the number of people on the street gradually increased.

The early morning in late autumn was still quite cold, I barely slept last night, I sat at the door of the supply and marketing cooperatives and waited for the door to open, because I hadn't eaten a mouthful of food or even drank a sip of water since last night. In addition to being depressed, I was angry. It was terrible to have to go back to the guest house to renew my room so that my luggage would not be thrown on the street, and I would have to continue to feel like this until three o'clock in the middle of the day.

So that whole morning, I obviously had time to take a nap in the guest house, but I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and the irritability in my heart also made me unable to meditate at all.

Finally, by noon, like the previous day, I was five minutes ahead of schedule at the entrance of the alley outside his house. It's just that I haven't slept well in the past two nights, but my heart is full of resentment at the moment. After arriving at the point, I walked directly to the door of the old man Qin, his door was open, and I didn't wait for him to beckon me in, so I went straight in.

As he had done the day before, he stood in the same position at the door of the back room, looking at me like this, and even on his face half covered by his beard, I could clearly feel his smile, but it was difficult to distinguish what kind of laugh it was, whether it was relief or ridicule, I could not judge.

Watching Gan Mu slowly climb down from the bed-like place in the inner room, he swam to the feet of the old Qin senior. Senior Qin stretched out three fingers, as if he was going to perform the trick of "snapping his fingers and closing the door" with me again, I stretched out my palm to him, and then said, Senior Qin, don't close the door, I won't stay for long, I'll leave if I ask clearly.

My tone was firm, and I didn't seem very polite. Senior Qin was stunned for a moment, then slowly put down the hand that was about to snap his fingers, and then asked me, how is it, the time for this day has come, have you done your business? I didn't answer, I just reached out and took out the little wooden figure that had sealed the ghost from my bag, and threw a parabola at his feet.

When the wooden figure hit the ground, it made a crisp sound, and I don't know if it frightened Ganmu, who was lying on the ground, but it immediately raised its head and looked at me with hostility. Senior Qin obviously didn't like my rude behavior very much, so he just looked down at the little wooden figure at his feet, but didn't pick it up. I pointed to the wooden man and said, this is what you explained, I have already arrested you, you are an elder, whether you want to deal with it yourself or let me deal with it, listen to your word.

Senior Qin snorted and sneered, then stretched out his hand and stroked his beard and said, this person's name is Yang Deming, a veteran, and he is the core backbone of the local rebels. During his lifetime, he was tyrannical and domineering, took the lead in beating the Confucian Temple and the Confucian Temple, and overthrew countless statues of gods and Buddhas. During the 720 period, he was one of the main leaders who responded to the senior officials of a certain military region at that time, and even plotted such hateful and hateful things as assassination and kidnapping. Since 1966, he has been active in the ranks of the struggle, during which time twenty-three families and forty-seven people were wrongfully killed by his hands, although they were not killed by his own hands, but by his orders. Originally, such a person should be collected by God, and people from my generation of Xuanmen should not intervene and interfere, but the family I once helped, but because of his relationship, the whole family was imprisoned in Wenfeng Pagoda and starved to death. Two adults were enough, but among the starving people was a little girl under the age of seven.

The tone of the old man Qin was talking, and he suddenly became a lot excited, which was a little different from the initial impression he left on me, I thought he was a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and his view of right and wrong was confused. His attitude at the moment surprised me a little.

He continued, but this guy, after doing so many hurtful things, cheapened him. In a local factional struggle a year ago, the two factions were separated from each other on both sides of the Han River and shelled each other, and this bastard died under the fragments of the shell. I interjected, they were all blown up, and they were all killed, and they were still cheap? So what's not cheap? Senior Qin snorted and said, it's too cheap! I was a few steps too late, and I couldn't catch this turtle grandson myself, so that he would starve to death, and one life would not be able to pay for everything after all, but I want him to be unable to even be a ghost after death!

When I heard it, I was surprised. You say that this can make people uncomfortable to be ghosts, but I believe that even ghosts are not allowed to do it, what kind of spirit is this? Maybe it's because I'm wondering, Senior Qin sneered twice and said, your generation, all of you have a flood of conscience, thinking that if you catch a ghost and collect a demon, you can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven. People say that if they did evil in their previous lives, they will become beasts and ants in this life, and they will be punished, I think it's all, and those who do evil should not be given the opportunity to enter the six realms of reincarnation!

Senior Qin gritted his teeth when he said, in my opinion, this person is not completely without conscience, but his conscience seems a little extreme, which is difficult to accept. I used to hear people say that those emperors who died in the previous dynasty would be dug up from the grave by the emperor of the current dynasty and whipped to vent their hatred, which is no longer venting anger, it is simply a perversion. So when Senior Qin said that he wouldn't give the other party a chance to reincarnate in the Six Realms, I really hadn't heard of such a thing.

Senior Qin said, do you know why I want you to come to me at three o'clock in the afternoon in the past two days? I said, isn't it because it's a time to kill heads? Senior Qin smiled and said, yes, it's not very stupid. But haven't you ever thought about why I want you to pinch it for two days in a row, especially the next day? I shook my head and said I don't know, are you going to kill my head? Old Qin probably calculated the time and said, it is not yet three minutes past noon, and it is the time of the day when the yang energy is full. In ancient times, at this time, the person who killed the head would be unable to gather the yin soul because the yang energy was too strong, and from the time of the head killing, the soul would be scattered and never be reborn.

I didn't know that there was such a custom, and I thought that those officials who asked and beheaded officials routinely liked to choose this time, and it turned out that killing them meant that they were not even allowed to do ghosts, which meant that these people were extremely evil. Senior Qin leaned over as if he was looking for something on the bed in the back room, and asked me, Your master should have taught you the truth that people die as ghosts, and ghosts die as deaf. I didn't answer, I didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd. At this time, he turned around with a long sword, pulled out the scabbard, and said coldly, ask at three o'clock in the afternoon, people don't become ghosts, ghosts don't become deaf!

As soon as he finished speaking, he stabbed his sword into the ground, and the little wooden man I threw on the ground was split into two pieces at once. And the strange thing is that the little wooden figure that broke into two sections, without any open flame, suddenly burned on its own, and instantly turned into a piece of charcoal.

This little wooden figure was the first tool I made when Master taught me to make my own tools when I first started. How many years have I been in the industry, it has been with me for many years, every mottled color on it, there is a record of a ghost possessed by the story, just like he cut off with a sword, it's still a pity, but what really makes me angry, it's not the little wooden man who destroyed me, but the ghost I worked so hard to catch and let him fall, just because of his own personal vendetta, he was wiped out, the key is that this incident is my own hands, and when the cause and effect are settled in the future, this account will be recorded on my head.

So I stood a few steps forward very angrily and asked loudly, why did you extinguish without asking, since you want to extinguish, why don't you catch it yourself, and use the karma of your juniors to consume your own personal grievances, do you still have the appearance of a senior master! But after a few steps I had to stop, because Ganmu saw me coming forward, and it also stood in front of me, and stood its head at about the height of my head, and opened its mouth wide, revealing its four sharp fangs, and its mouth emitted "sand——! The voice seemed to be demonstrating to me, which meant that if I took one step further, I was afraid that I would become a tool for grinding its teeth.

Senior Qin "tsk" a few times, Gan Mu seemed to have received an order, obediently retracted behind him, Senior Qin came to me and said, even if it is, what can you do to me? When you are better skilled in the future and can play with me, you are welcome to get this stubble back at any time!

His tone was contemptuous, the kind of contempt that didn't take people in his eyes at all. After finishing speaking, he reached into his arms and took out a piece of red paper, just like the previous piece of paper, handed it to me, and said, you do what you say, I will do the same, the address is given to you, just get out.