In the house, Liu Ye cried with grief.

Outside the house, some onlookers have nothing to do with themselves, some people watch the excitement, and more people have relatives.

This Liu Dazhuang is only nineteen years old this year.

I have been a bachelor in the village for a few years, and this year I finally got a wife.

Who would have thought that less than two months after getting married, he would die in his own home so inexplicably.

For a while, as more and more villagers gathered, all kinds of gossip spread throughout the courtyard.

"Let it go, let it all go. ”

In the midst of the flying rumors, a majestic voice sounded.

People followed the prestige and saw several clan elders led by the village chief coming from outside the door.

Along with several clan elders, there was also the only teacher in the village.

Seeing that the key person had arrived, the villagers retreated one after another, making way for the middle one.

When he entered the house, he saw that Liu Ye was still sobbing in front of Liu Dazhuang's corpse, and the village chief sighed softly.

"Da Zhuang's family, I invited Mr. Sun here, you get out of the way first, let Mr. Sun take a look at the situation. ”

Although Liu Dazhuang's family conditions are average, he is as famous as he is, he looks tall and strong, and his body has always been very good.

This sudden and inexplicable sleep is over, and no one will think that it is normal.

Hearing this, the Liu Ye clan raised his eyes and glanced at several clan elders, and moved away from Liu Dazhuang's corpse to make way for Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun stepped forward, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Leaned down and opened Liu Dazhuang's eyelids to look at it, and groped a few more times on him, the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

After a moment of silence, he reached to his waist and pulled out a small cloth bag that was heavily wrapped.

The small cloth bag was opened, revealing five long needles as thin as cow's hair, one gold, one silver, one iron, one stone, and one bamboo.

Pull out the stone needle and stab it along Liu Dazhuang's heavenly spirit.

After a while, Mr. Sun pulled out the stone needle and looked closely, and most of the stone needle was dyed blue and black.

"Shhh

Even the villagers in the courtyard heard the sound of gasping for air.

Mr. Sun looked at the stone needles in his hands that were mostly dyed with blue and black, and the hands holding the needles began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Mr. Sun?"

His performance like this frightened the people around him, and even Liu Ye, who had been squirming and acquiring, was so frightened that he didn't dare to cry at this moment when he saw his reaction.

The whole person twitched but didn't dare to make any sound, with that pretty good face and figure, there was a feeling of pity for me.

Hearing the call of the village chief, Mr. Sun came back to his senses.

The fingertips swiped on the stone needle, and I don't know what method was used, and the blue and black stained by the stone needle faded.

Carefully insert the hour hand back into the package, and re-wrap the small cloth bag and put it back on your waist.

Mr. Sun turned his head to look at the village chief and the other clan elders, and only then did he express his judgment with a solemn expression.

"It's a ghost," Mr. Sun's words made the onlookers outside the house and several clan elders subconsciously take a few steps back.

However, the sentence he added later made the timid person almost turn around and run.

"Judging from the residual yin qi, the weakest is also a red cloth. ”

"Red?"

The village chief's voice was dry, and he was stunned by the trembling of just two words.

He naturally knew what the word red represented.

The red-clothed ghost, that is, the red-clothed ghost, is a terrifying existence that has reached the third order among the ghosts.

If it was really a red-clothed ghost, overnight, I am afraid that they could turn their entire Grass Leaf Village into a ghost village.

That's why he showed such an expression of disbelief, and wanted to ask Mr. Sun if he had made a mistake in his judgment.

Mr. Sun understood what he meant, shook his head, and said solemnly, "It won't be wrong, at least it's a red coat."

"Although I don't know why that terrible ghost only killed one person in one night, this residual yin qi will not deceive people. ”

With that, Mr. Sun packed up his things, turned around and walked out the door.

"No, I'm going to go into the city immediately and report this to the dean and the city lord.

"A red-clothed ghost, if it is really hidden nearby, I am afraid that tomorrow dawn, the entire Blade of Grass Village will no longer exist. ”

While talking, while walking out, he didn't forget to explain.

"Liu Dazhuang was sucked dry of yang energy by the red-clothed ghost and died, and a large amount of yin energy remained in his body.

"After I leave, before noon, you put his body in the sun and burn it, or you risk a corpse. ”

The village chief glanced at the red-eyed Liu Ye clan and hesitated to grab Mr. Sun.

"Mr. Sun, this burning corpse ......"

"It must be done," Mr. Sun admonished righteously, "otherwise, once the corpse changes, before that red-clothed ghost reappears, he will be able to slaughter the entire Grass Leaf Village alone." ”

After speaking, he seemed to think of something, hesitated, and said in a somewhat softened tone.

"In his case, he is extremely resentful when he dies, and there is a large amount of yin qi left in the corpse, and the chance of the corpse being transformed is extremely high.

"Unless you can find someone who has attained the Tao to go beyond what you can do, resolve his yin qi and resentment, and send him to reincarnation, you can only burn the corpse. ”

After speaking, seeing that the village chief wanted to say something more, before he could speak, Mr. Sun took the first step and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Don't count on me, if I can do it, I won't refuse.

"But don't look at me who has been living for more than 40 years, but now I am still just a little scholar who stays in the first realm of Confucianism.

"This level of transcendence, let alone Confucianism, even if it is an orthodox Buddhist monk, it is impossible to achieve cultivation below the third realm. ”

Hearing what he said here, the village chief had to nod and reluctantly let him go.

Mr. Sun explained again, and told them to be sure to burn the corpse before noon, otherwise there would be a big disaster.

Then he went straight to Sunset City, thirty miles away.

For this reason, he even reluctantly pasted a magic talisman on his body.

When Mr. Sun left, thinking of his explanation, the village chief and several clan elders glanced at each other, sighed and fell on the body of the Liu Ye clan.

"Big Strong Daughter-in-law ......"

The old village chief has lived for more than 70 years, and has been kind to people all his life, and he is highly respected in the village.

But at this moment, facing Liu Ye, who had just died of her husband, he was a little difficult to speak.

After a few sighs, he gritted his teeth and said, "You also heard Mr. Sun's explanation, Da Zhuang's corpse ......"

When Liu Ye heard this, tears flowed down his cheeks like a burst of the embankment again.

A pair of red eyes looked at the old village chief, looked at the clan elder, and the onlookers sighed helplessly.

"Village Chief, ...... Strong"

Ordinary people all pay attention to the safety of the earth.

Now her husband has died of persecution by powerful ghosts, and his bones are not cold, but he will be burned to ashes.

She wanted to ask for mercy, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't cry for just a few words.

"Alas. ”

If there was no other way, the old village chief was naturally reluctant to persecute a widow whose husband had just died.

But Mr. Sun had already made it clear when he left.

Although the possibility of the big strong corpse not being 100%, he didn't dare to risk the life of the entire village to gamble that little possibility.

Sighing softly, the old village chief shook his head, and wanted to ruthlessly let the corpse be carried to the sun to be burned.

But before he could speak, the one among the clan elders who had been silent as if he was thinking about something opened his mouth first.

"If we say that this Taoist master is a master, it doesn't seem that we really can't find it. ”

Hearing this, everyone, including Da Zhuang's daughter-in-law Liu Ye, looked at him in unison.

"You forgot?"

The old man glanced at everyone secretly, raised his hand and pointed out the window carefully.

The people looked for him, but they saw nothing.

There were also a few old people who looked in the direction he pointed, and when he mentioned it, it seemed that he remembered some old things in hindsight.

"You mean..... That old Taoist on Yujing Mountain?"

"That's right," the old man nodded, "I still remember that more than thirty years ago, when the old Taoist came to our Liuye Village to exchange food, he had met with Mr. Zhang, who was stationed in the village at that time.

"I remember hearing Mr. Zhang say afterwards that the old Taoist ..... The immortals of the Dao realm. ”

As he spoke, as if he was afraid of being heard by outsiders, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "We ordinary people don't know what the Dao realm is.

"But I've heard Mr. Zhang say that in the Dao realm, it is the immortal in the fourth realm of Taoism. ”

"Hiss~"

There were people around who gasped unconsciously.

Seeing this, the old man of the clan glanced at the big strong corpse on the bed and the big strong daughter-in-law Liu Ye.

Comforted softly, "It's still early, if you really don't want to burn it, we can go to the Yujing Mountain to find the old Taoist to have a look."

"Although the old Taoist has not descended the mountain for a few years, he still has a relationship with our Grass Leaf Village.

"If he can get over, I think he wouldn't mind helping out. ”

Seeing that the Liu Ye clan was moved, the old village chief no longer insisted on burning.

He added a few more words.

"Besides, Da Zhuang is like this now, he was killed by a ghost.

"Maybe it's sent, the old Taoist is a fairy among the immortals, and when he sees Da Zhuang, maybe he can be saved.

"Even if you can't save it, please ask the old Taoist to take action, what kind of ghost is not ready to be caught?"

It's a fantasy to come back to life or something, but catching ghosts and demons has really poked the hearts of many people.

All of a sudden, many people were moved by him.

A few strong men recommended themselves, and the old village chief, two clan elders with convenient legs and feet, took the Liu Ye clan and a few representatives who watched the excitement, carried Liu Dazhuang's body and went straight to Nayujing Mountain.

On Yujing Mountain, Su Luo didn't know anything about what was going on down the mountain.

After breakfast, as soon as he sent off the Alicorn ants, he saw a group of people coming from the mountain in a menacing manner.

Looking over curiously, Su Luo saw the corpse that was carried over by the four big men at a glance.

The whole person, instantaneously...... A bewildered face.