"What light went out?" Ling Jiang was a little puzzled, how could there be a light on him?

Da Bai didn't reply, but turned around and walked into the room.

After a while, I saw Da Bai walk out with an oil umbrella, "Umbrella." ”

Ling Jiang took the oil umbrella in confusion, thinking to himself why he was doing it without raining? However, the moment he opened the oil umbrella, he suddenly felt that it was not so cold, and the sun in the sky was not so uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, and hurriedly secretly admired.

"There are three corpse lamps on the top of the head and on the shoulders. Da Bai walked on the road, and then slowly explained like Ling Jiang, "One less light means that the yang energy in your body is insufficient, and when you encounter yang, you will be weak, and if you encounter yin, you will decline." You must have inadvertently knocked out a lamp on your shoulder by the evil spirit, that's why you feel so uncomfortable. ”

"Then what should I do?" Ling Jiang asked anxiously with an umbrella, "Can this lamp still be lit?"

"Yes. Da Bai nodded, but he couldn't make Ling Jiang breathe a sigh of relief, Da Bai's next sentence made Ling Jiang suddenly frightened, "You still have to tie the bell to the bell, you have to go to that evil spirit and take back the yang energy that it sucked from you." ”

"This ...... I think it's better to forget it, one less light should be fine. Ling Jiang smiled bitterly.

"Something's wrong!" Da Bai turned his head and stared at him with a gloomy face, "I'll be waiting for you in front of the Dragon King Temple tonight." ”

Ling Jiang looked at Da Bai with a serious face, it didn't look like he was joking at all, Ling Jiang really didn't want to get close to that broken temple anymore.

The two soon came to the town, and Ling Jiang vaguely noticed that Da Bai's exhalation was a little heavy, and he was a little worried about whether Da Bai's body could withstand it.

"It's Dabai, Dabai is coming!"

Ling Jiang and Da Bai had just walked to the door of the mourning hall when an old woman shouted in surprise.

Immediately afterward, four or five old-faced Taoists walked out of the mourning hall, all of them wearing Taoist robes and holding bells in their hands. Ling Jiang seemed to have heard that if a gentleman in a town passed away, all the psychic gentlemen in the town would come to see him off.

"Da Bai, where is Uncle Nine? hasn't he come back yet?" asked Mr. Qin, who was the leader.

"Uncle Nine can't come back in a short time. Dabai shook his head.

Hearing the news, the faces of all the psychic gentlemen in the audience were extremely ugly. Now these things that are happening in the town have become so difficult that they can't solve them, but Uncle Nine is not here at this time, how can this be good?

Ling Jiang was also very curious in his heart, where did Uncle Nine go?

He thought to himself, subconsciously glanced at Da Bai with his spare eyes, and always felt that Da Bai should know the whereabouts of Uncle Jiu, but why couldn't he say it?

"Let's go and see Daoist Qin first. Da Bai let out a long breath and said.

"Yes. Everyone nodded their heads.

Ling Jiang put away the oil umbrella and followed Da Bai inside. Because it was the mourning hall that had just been set up this morning, only a large coffin was placed by the door, and a white blanket was spread on the ground in the mourning hall, and a figure wrapped tightly in a white cloth lay there motionless.

At this moment, the mourning hall was empty, and it was estimated that it was also to prevent Lao Guo's incident, and even Daoist Qin's family members were not allowed to approach, which was difficult for them.

People can't die to the end, and the heavens are so sad.

Da Bai stepped forward and gently pulled away a corner of the white cloth, revealing a human face under the white cloth.

Ling Jiang originally planned to turn his head and not look at it, but he accidentally slowed down by half a beat, but he still saw the death of that face clearly.

Daoist Qin's death is not terrifying, but those eyes are staring at you like a ghost. I always feel that no matter where you are, those eyes are like a long spirit, always looking at you.

"People don't ......look blind when they die"

Da Bai frowned, and gently closed Qin Daochang's eyelids with his right hand, but in less than three snaps of his fingers, the closed eyelids actually opened by themselves!

Those who don't know think it's a corpse!

"We've tried a variety of methods, but it's a pity that the Tao is low, and it's not enough to suppress the grievances of the Dao Chief, maybe if Uncle Nine is here, he should be able to do it. An old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed.

"Ling Jiang, come here. Da Bai turned his head to look at Ling Jiang and shouted.

"Huh?" Ling Jiang was stunned, thinking to himself that you have become a heart, right? Every time you call me, it's not good......

In front of everyone's eyes, how dare Ling Jiang disobey? Even if he was unwilling, it was estimated that he would be set up by these gentlemen around him and sent to Dabai.

He took a difficult step, as if he were walking into an abyss.

"Da Bai, Da Bai, don't you pit me......" Ling Jiang prayed secretly.

When he came to Dabai's side, he immediately pinched the middle finger of his left hand. Ling Jiang couldn't help but shudder, Da Bai's hands, why were they so cold?

It's late summer, autumn hasn't arrived yet, and although the nights are a little cool, the days are still very hot.

I saw Da Bai put his middle finger flat on the outside of the top of Qin Daochang's head, and he raised his two fingers together and quickly swiped Ling Jiang's fingers.

Ling Jiang didn't react, just felt a tingling itch, until he saw a drop of bright red blood dripping from his finger, and the faint pain came out.

He wanted to take his hand back, but at this time, his fingers were pinched by Dabai, and he couldn't do it at all.

Soon Ling Jiang didn't have the heart to care about the pain in his hands, only to see the blood he dripped on the ground, like cold water sprinkled on a hot pot, the blood condensed as soon as it landed, and it also made a gurgling sound, which was very magical.

Da Bai then moved Ling Jiang's fingers and walked around Qin Daochang, he shed more than a dozen drops of blood, which made Ling Jiang feel distressed.

Then, Da Bai took out a small ball of cotton from his pocket and stuck it to Ling Jiang's fingers, signaling him to stop the bleeding on his own, and then ignored him.

Da Bai then squatted down and gently closed Qin Daochang's eyes with his hands, and this time his eyelids never opened again.

Seeing this scene, the psychic gentlemen around him breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good to be willing to keep your eyes open......

Ling Jiang watched these psychic gentlemen's expressions change drastically, and then he realized that the situation was so serious, and he thought that he was just unable to close his eyes.

Da Bai got up, looked at everyone and said, "You can deal with the rest of the things, I still have something to do." ”

"Dabai, you go slowly. The gentlemen nodded politely.

Da Bai gave Ling Jiang a look, and silently followed him, just after leaving the mourning hall, Da Bai seemed to have oil on the soles of his feet, and suddenly stumbled and almost fell on his heels. Fortunately, Ling Jiang behind him supported him in time, and only then did he stabilize his figure.

"Dabai, you ......," Ling Jiang said worriedly.

"I'm fine. Da Bai gasped for a while, suddenly thought of something, and asked in a low voice, "Little Drifter is there with you, right?"

Ling Jiang nodded hurriedly, he had wanted to talk about this for a long time, but he left it behind without paying attention.

"If it wants to follow you, let it follow," Dabai said, "and it doesn't hurt to follow you." ”

When Ling Jiang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. If I hadn't met the girl in Tsing Yi that day, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back, so it's no harm?

Da Bai continued: "You go back first, and I'll walk the rest of the way by myself." ”

"I'll send you back to ......"

"Long-winded!" Before Ling Jiang finished speaking, he was scolded by Da Bai.

Ling Jiang had no choice but to stand where he was, until Da Bai's figure had disappeared into the crowd, and then he took a step and was about to leave.

"Ling Jiang?" an unfamiliar voice stopped him.

Ling Jiang looked back and found that it was a young man dressed in blue, about the same age as him.

"So you're here. He smiled and said, "I just went to your house to look for you, and Ya'er said you went out." ”

"Is there something wrong?" Ling Jiang asked.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that the young master Jia in Zhenxi has also been admitted to Xiucai, remembering that we were classmates in the past, and decided to hold a classmate banquet in Guanghan Building at noon tomorrow. The young man in blue said.

"Fellow classmates?" Ling Jiang muttered in a low voice.

"If you don't have anything to do, you must go, otherwise Master Jia will definitely say behind your back that you are setting up a score, and when the time comes, you may have to talk about whether you can pass the exam. The blue-clothed boy reminded in a low voice.

Ling Jiang thought about it, and there didn't seem to be any arrangements for tomorrow, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll be there tomorrow at noon." ”

"In that case, I'll go first. The young man in blue nodded and smiled, and turned to leave.

"Fellow classmates' banquet?" Ling Jiang couldn't help but have a headache, "It seems that I still have to find Ya'er to make up for it tonight, otherwise I won't know how to distinguish people tomorrow." ”

Ling Jiang thought to himself, and glanced at the rainbow on the horizon, it had been two days, and there was still no sign of retreating. And the people in the town seem to have become more numerous, and I don't know how these people stay at night, is it possible to sleep on the street?