"Wang, Wang"

After training several times before, without success, after the strip of cloth was picked, Langya opened up for a while and made a barking sound.

Jia Ren turned red and purple after hearing this, and no longer argued. Then, without saying a word, he turned and walked home.

The crowd of onlookers saw that the matter had ended, and they dispersed one after another after a while.

Although such things are not common, there are many people here, and this matter will only become a little talk after tea and dinner, and it will disappear in a few days.

"Brother Xian, walk slowly. ”

Sima Wenzhi also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Jianlu Shi. He then turned, wanting to show once again that he had no intention of staying here.

"Ling Mei is very talented, since she can learn to bark, maybe she can also learn human language. At that point, you can ask for her permission and go back to my house. Without waiting for him to speak, Jianlu Shi spoke first, and then turned to leave.

Regarding the dispute between Jia Ren and Lai'er, he guessed the reply of the young man in front of him, but he didn't expect Langya's scream. This son is thoughtful, and everything has been prepared, so he can only be close, not easily the enemy.

After seeing Lu Shi leaving, no one bothered him anymore, Sima asked him to continue what he had done before, and asked about the price after checking the goods on the roadside one by one.

In addition to this, he also deliberately inquired about another matter.

Although there is an inn here, he has no entanglement on his body, and he can't stay. If there is a curfew after dark, he will not be able to sleep on the streets.

Therefore, it is necessary to find a place to live.

After several inquiries, he got the answer he wanted. From here, there is a mountain temple in the distance where you can spend the night. There is no need for official documents, and there is no need for money.

When the time was about to pass, Sima Wenzhi stopped checking and got up to leave.

The mountain temple is more than 20 miles away from here, and it takes an hour to walk normally. If you go late, I don't know if there is still space to accept it.

"The lord said to take down that man, don't let him escape. But he had just walked out a short distance when there was a commotion behind him.

Sima Wenzhi turned around to check, and several people were running towards him, several of whom were wearing official clothes.

"But the horse asked?" When someone caught up with him, one of them came forward and questioned him, and he knew the result in his mind before he spoke.

Several people were sent by the history of Jianlu to arrest Sima and ask them, and before going out, they asked about the appearance of the person who was taken, and it was not difficult to identify a person and a wolf.

"It's a kid, what's the matter?" Sima asked, his face suspicious, but he still gave an affirmative answer.

"Since it's me, let's go with us. "It's still the man who speaks. As soon as the words fell, someone stepped forward and wanted to put them in chains.

"Even if he forcibly tied me back, I wouldn't be summoned by him. ”

Sima Wenzhi had a good impression of Jianlu Shi before, but at this time he no longer had a good impression. While showing his heart, he tried to struggle.

"It has nothing to do with adults, it's you who have eaten the lawsuit. Na Jia Ren lost the money and lost face, and when he returned home, he was so angry that he hanged himself. The man put away his shackles and told the truth directly.

After Sima asked, he was stunned on the spot.

At that time, the dog responded with the lesser of two evils, and he didn't expect Jia Ren to think of a short-term view.

"Where is the deceased's home?" Then he quickly woke up from his stupor, and hurriedly asked the messenger where Jia Ren lived.

"Follow this street all the way to the east, turn left on the street and the second one. One of the poor responded.

"What are you going to do?" after responding, someone asked again.

Sima ignored the question, and after receiving the answer, he hurried to the end of the street. The messengers thought that he was going to escape from sin, so they hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as I turned the corner, I heard the sound of crying. The door of a house is open, and people are coming in and out to prepare funeral items.

When the matter was urgent, he went directly into the hospital without being announced. Then I saw a corpse parked in the main house, and several women around were wailing, which should be Jia Ren's relatives.

After walking a few steps forward, Sima Wenzhi directly grabbed the wrist of the dead corpse after bypassing the crying crowd, and then did not delay, and extended the aura to investigate.

It's not too late.

Most people who hang themselves will have a mouthful of turbid qi hidden in their lungs before they die, and if the turbidity can be drawn out within two quarters of an hour, there is still a possibility of survival after dredging the qi veins.

But it's a little late.

The turbidity in Jia Ren's heart is about to run out, and the dead soul has already left the body. No matter how late it is to make a tea, I am afraid that only the immortal can save it.

Seeing this situation, Sima Wen silently recited the mantra in his heart and then extended the aura again, trying to force out the turbid qi in the corpse's heart. It would be better if he used a talisman to assist him, but he had no intention of revealing his identity as a Daoist, so he didn't draw a talisman.

Before he could say a few words, his movements were interrupted by someone else.

When the relatives of the deceased saw him break in suddenly, they stirred up the body without asking anything, and clamored for him to be expelled.

"Don't be noisy. If you want this person to live, shut up and wait. Before he could explain, Sima Wenzhi opened his mouth and shouted at a few people, reciting the mantra silently.

Several people looked at each other and no longer obstructed. At the same time, stop the messengers who have just arrived, and prevent them from coming forward to detain them.

At the same time as dredging Jia Ren's qi veins, Sima Wenzhi's mind used a soul-fixing spell to calm the soul that was about to leave his body.

Multiple attempts, multiple failures. The signs of the soul leaving the body became more and more obvious, and gradually it could not be stabilized.

Seeing this, Sima asked thoughtfully. Then he stretched out his hand and bounced it to a corner of the room, quietly waiting for the result.

Stretching out his hand to pop out is Taoist masculinity and righteousness, specializing in treating ghosts. After a few breaths, a cloud of yin qi erupted from the corner of the wall, and it immediately disappeared without a trace.

Sima Wenzhi recited the soul-fixing spell again, and Jia Ren's soul gradually calmed down. After the tea time, it will return to the body and no longer leave the body.

Failed to cast the spell before, but a ghost came to hook the soul after noticing that there was a dead soul. Sima Wenzhi's repeated attempts to fix the soul were all broken by this ghost.

However, Jia Ren is just an ordinary person, and the ghosts he drove away are just ordinary ghosts. The underworld will not end up without a problem, and there will be more powerful ghosts in the future.

After another stick of incense, the official messenger waited a little impatiently. They were worried that they would be punished by the history of the record after they could not go back for a long time, so they no longer ignored the obstruction of everyone and began to come forward to take people.

Before he could do anything, there was movement of Jia Ren's corpse on the wooden board.

At first, the whole body trembled, and then a faint breath was exhaled. When everyone thought it was a corpse, Jia Ren woke up and sat up.

"Why are there so many people in my house?" he asked, when he saw a large number of people standing in the courtyard.

"The head of your family is not dead, but his blood is stagnant, and he has nothing to do after being massaged by me. After Jia Ren's voice fell, Sima Wenzhi followed suit.

The relatives in the courtyard tentatively stepped forward and asked a few questions, some of which were very private. After receiving an accurate answer, he strode forward and hugged Jia Ren and cried bitterly.

Crying before was sorrow, but crying is joy at this time.

"Childe makes me look up to me more and more. ”

When the cry was remembered, someone in the crowd spoke, because he had waited for a long time and did not send anyone back, and after asking others, he found this place in person.

"Your Excellency. After hearing this, Sima replied modestly.

There was something else in his reply.

Forcibly suppressing the solid soul is not a fundamental solution to this matter, and Jia Ren's crisis has not been lifted.