Uncle Ge is not such a caring person, so he was angry with himself and relieved: "I'm an old man, what do you have to worry about this young man." Besides, you are also for your Lao Tzu, filial piety is still okay. This is a turning page, now let's think about how to bring back your father's soul. ”

Hong Hai sighed and cast the eye of hope to Yunlai.

Yun Lai put his hands into his sleeves and was about to speak!

Suddenly there was a shouting outside.

"Pei Yanzi! Your grave has been dug up! ”

"What's that? My Lao Tzu's grave was dug up? Who the did it! I've been dead for eight years! Why dig Lao Tzu's grave! ”

"Don't scold, go and see!"

With a burst of invective and the restless sound of the crowd, a group of people quickly headed towards the back level.

Yunlai is very sensitive to sound!

Intuition told him that the digging of Pei Lingzi's father's grave was related to Honghai Laozi's soul.

Shaking her hand, she said to Uncle Ge and Hong Hai: "It's just right, let's go to the cemetery together and see what the situation is." ”

Hong Hai sighed and took the blanket to cover his father.

The three of them quickly followed Pei Yanzi and them.

There are a lot of lively streets to see.

Listening to this movement, all the gossip is keeping up!

Pei Yanzi stood in front of the crowd.

Scolding from the door of the house to the back flat!

The rear flat land is a bit far from where they live.

Because it was all fields, it was impossible to drive, and a large group of people walked for more than half an hour to reach Houping Mountain.

Yunlai has never seen such a large field since he came out of Mingshan!

If it weren't for Pei Yanzi's scolding being too high and ugly, she really felt that the surroundings were very kind!

Soon, a group of people arrived at the grave circle in the back flat land!

Hong Hai took Yun Lai and squeezed forward from behind the crowd with Uncle Ge.

Graves were piled up one by one, and one by one the graves grew palm-high grass.

Tall trees cover the surroundings, and when the sun is abundant in the morning, the sun does not shine in at all!

Standing around the graveyard, you can also feel a chill all over your body.

Yunlai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to scan the surroundings.

If Master Hong really lost his soul here, then his corpse dog must still be hiding nearby!

However, even if you find him, you can't bring him back directly!

After losing the soul, the soul alone is very weak.

Once you shout at him, or if you don't want to take him in a daze, your soul will be frightened!

The soul will also be scattered in fright!

At that time, not to mention the conjuring of spirits, it will be a question of whether there are souls or not!

Therefore, there is a need to conjure souls and call souls.

Soul calling is mostly when children are scared and need to call souls.

And most of the conjuring spirits are adults who are frightened, and their souls have fallen out of their bodies somewhere.

This kind of thing requires some special means to bring the soul back.

And the conjuring time must be within seven days.

Seven days is a time when the soul is dissolved.

If you can't recruit it back, your soul will be weak, and it will be scattered.

After glancing around, Yun Lai didn't even find Master Hong's soul.

Could it be that it is daylight, and Master Hong's soul is too weak to show up?

It shouldn't be!

The yin air here is strong, the daylight is not transparent, even if it is daylight, it will not affect the ghosts to walk in and out.

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Pei Yanzi scolded all the way!

He walked to his father's grave!

Before I even looked at it, I had already greeted the eighteenth generation of my ancestors!

"What a fucking lack of morality! Lack of virtue in this life! Lack of virtue in the previous life! There is a lack of great virtue in the previous life! If the eighteenth generation of ancestors knew that you were a turtle grandson digging people's graves! Anyone who is angry can jump out of the grave! What is it! What a birdman! Even dig up the grave of the special Lao Tzu! ”

Look into the grave.

The red coffin in the tomb did not rot and was very well preserved!

But the body in the coffin was gone.

Not even a single bone remained!

The whole coffin was unlived, empty.

Pei Yan was so angry that he almost didn't come up in one breath!

Sitting on the ground, he began to cry: "Oops! I'm dripping Lao Tzu! I'm unfilial to be a son! It's not good to be a son! Let the grave robbers dig up your grave! If you don't have long eyes and no long heart, you won't even leave your ashes! What a sin, suffered from blood mold! ”

The people around pointed to the coffin, and they all had ugly expressions.

"Who, what a lack of virtue! Forget it if the grave is dug! The ashes are gone! Oh my god! ”

"Pei Yanzi is also unlucky, Lao Tzu's grave was stolen!"

"Call the police!"

"Is it useful to call the police? This is not monitored! The police came to record it, and there was no follow-up after waiting for the news. ”

"Yes."

Yunlai frowned, listened to Pei Lingzi's howl, and stepped towards the grave.

This one goes! Yunlai was surprised to find!

Mr. Hong's lost corpse dog is lying in Pei Lingzi's father's coffin at the moment!

Her eyes moved!

Suddenly I thought of the old Shen who shouted in Master Hong's mouth, run! Help me!

Who is that old Shen?

Walking to Hong Hai's side, Yun Lai asked out loud: "Brother Hong, which is the old Shen that you shouted in your mouth?" ”

Hong Hai replied: "Old man Shen Ye." He was the same Uncle Shen who came with my dad to pay respects to his friend that night. But I don't seem to see Uncle Shen coming to my dad these days. In the past, every one or two days, three or four days, Uncle Shen would drive to my dad to go out fishing and touch cards. It's been four days since my dad had an accident, and I haven't seen Uncle Shen. ”

Frowning his brows, Yun Kai continued: "Call and ask, I have a guess that Old Man Shen is very likely to be dead." ”

Hong Hai was shocked: "How is it possible! Uncle Shen's body is very tough! ”

He said he didn't believe it, but he still took out his phone.

As the phone was connected, there was a hey--a sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hey—"

Hong Hai heard the voice and was a little glad, isn't Uncle Shen okay?

"Hey, Uncle Shen, me, Xiaohai."

On the other end of the phone, Shen Minghui was physically and mentally exhausted, took a puff of cigarette, and was in good spirits: "Xiaohai, it's me, Minghui." ”

Hong Hai was stunned: "Brother Minghui, why are you answering the phone?" What about Uncle Shen? ”

Shen Minghui hugged his face with his hands, and his tone was sad: "Xiaohai, my father is gone." ”

Brain buzz!

Hong Hai didn't react!

Shen Minghui sobbed: "Xiaohai, my dad played well with Uncle Hong before his death, and I haven't had time to inform Uncle Hong when my dad is gone, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand the blow." Don't tell Uncle Hong openly, you can be tactful, just say that my dad will be buried tomorrow, and ask him if he can come and give him a ride. ”

What Hong Hai wanted to say choked in his throat.

He mumbled in a muffled voice.

Shen Minghui hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Hong Hai cried.

If it weren't for the large number of people around, he would have been able to cry.

Uncle Ge saw him like this and knew that Yun was right.

That old man Shen is dead.

That's a strange thing!

Two people come to the cemetery to pay respects to their friends.

One was killed and one was injured, and a Pei Yanzi's father was also involved.

What's going on? Is it really haunted?

Uncle Ge is full of curiosity!

"Girl, what the hell is going on?"

Yun Lai didn't answer Uncle Ge immediately, but looked at the grave, and said after a while: "It may be murder, or it may be a haunting soul, what is it, we have to wait until Master Hong's lost corpse dog is brought back." ”

It's not something that can be calculated.

Hexagram and fortune telling is not everything can be calculated, everything can be calculated!

Some things that follow cause and effect are unlucky.