Zhang Beihai was about to knock on the door, but saw that the door had already opened, and there was a man wearing a scarf and a shirt standing at the door, who was the life-saving benefactor that his daughter said in his dream last night! Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After knowing that he had found the right person, Zhang Beihai did not hesitate, and directly "pounced" and knelt on the ground, which was a big gift to the two of them.

Liang Wenfu was startled, hurriedly stepped aside, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, he couldn't stand such a big gift.

After Zhang Beihai entered the house, he shook his head at the two of them, and couldn't help but apologize: "Disturbing the rest of the two gods, the crime really deserves death!" Just because it is about the little girl, Xiao Keqing is anxious, so he came early in the morning, and asked the master to forgive the sin......

Liang Wenfu hurriedly said politely: "What are you talking about? My master and apprentice have been waiting for Zhang Zhutou in the morning! We should have come to the door directly, but we were afraid of being presumptuous, so we asked Zhang to catch the head in person!"

Zhang Beihai also said that "I can't afford to be a ......"

The two were talking, but Zhang Beihai's eyes couldn't help but turn around the room, Liang Wenfu knew what he was looking for, and directly took out the puppet and said, "Ling Yan ...... last time Because of some reasons, I can't show up now, although I can speak, but ordinary people can't hear the ground, Zhang Zhutou doesn't need to look for it, Ling Yan's soul is in this puppet, I'll hand it over to you now. Liang Wenfu wanted to say that Zhang Sansan was injured to save himself, but he was afraid that he would be worried when he heard it, so he was vague halfway through the speech.

Zhang Beihai took the puppet with trembling hands, tears began to roll in his eyes again, and after looking at it a few times, he quickly put the puppet away solemnly, bowed to the master and apprentice, and said: "The little girl was taken care of by the two immortals, and last night the two of them were in vain......

Daoist Shan was already impatient with the politeness of the two of them, so he directly waved his hand and interrupted: "Needless to say kind words, let's go?"

Zhang Beihai hurriedly led the way in front and accompanied the two downstairs.

Zhang Zhutou has been in the public gate for a long time, and he is too cautious, although he wants to take the two of them to resurrect his daughter immediately, but he is afraid that the service will not be in place, so they will not be satisfied when saving their daughter. After resolutely settling the bill for the two, he had to invite the two of them to get into the sedan chair, and went to Buyunlou for a drink first.

Shan Daoist naturally understood his thoughts, but he really didn't like to be polite, so his face shook and he said: "If you don't finish talking, Poor Dao will leave immediately, and I won't care anymore!"

Seeing Zhang Zhutou closing his mouth and standing there crampedly, Daoist Shan Daoist's face softened, and he ordered: "You ask people to prepare some pillars, tarpaulins, big iron pots, and some more wooden barrels; When these things are ready, they will be sent directly to the little girl's mansion!"

The officials had long seen the chief catcher's respectful attitude towards the single Taoist, and now when they heard his explanation, they rushed away without assignment. The Taoist priest remembered something and explained, "Don't forget to bring another big bath bucket!" The officials agreed in unison, and their feet flew away.

Shan Daoist nodded to Zhang Beihai: "You lead the way in front, let's go to the little girl's yin house!"

Zhang Zhutou hurriedly said yes, leaned sideways and respectfully led the way.

Seeing that he was too cautious, Liang Wenfu explained: "Zhang Zhutou doesn't have to be so restrained, you can rest assured, my master's mana is strong, and he will definitely do his best to treat Ling Yan!"

Zhang Beihai nodded again and again, and responded: "Yes, I naturally believe in the two immortals, but I am afraid that something will not be done well to provoke the immortals, but it will make the two immortals laugh!"

Liang Wenfu saw that the more he said it, the more panicked he became, so he shook his head and didn't say more.

After a while, the three of them came to Zhang Sansan's grave, and after a while, the officials also came quickly with a bunch of things, followed by some neighbors of the Zhang family—they heard that the immortal in the dream last night was really coming to resurrect Zhang Sansan, so they wanted to come and see it.

Liang Wenfu understands this mood: Ordinary people who have seen the resurrection of their souls? If you can witness this incident, it is enough to show off for a lifetime!

Shan Daoist didn't mind the crowd, and directly commanded everyone to start working, and everyone heard that they could help the old immortal, and they all rushed to be the first.

For a while, the cemetery was busy: a few people built sheds around the grave, a few people built stoves and iron pots, and some people went to the nearby river to fetch water.

It didn't take a moment for a huge shed to be erected, and the entire tomb was tightly enclosed. The single Taoist priest asked everyone to chop more wood, and they had to wait to wait in line to carry water, and then only called Zhang Beihai, Liang Wenfu and a neighbor's aunt into the shed together.

After entering the shed, the single Taoist priest checked that there were no loopholes and gaps. Draw a small door at random, and take out a copper lamp and a bottle of cinnabar ink from the inside.

Shan Daoist asked Zhang Beihai to cross the puppet, his face showed a rare solemnity, lit a copper lamp and handed it to him, and said: "You have to be optimistic about this evil lamp, when the soul is restored, there will be many lonely souls and wild ghosts who want to take the opportunity to come and snatch the body, as long as this lamp is not extinguished, it can deter ordinary wild ghosts from coming!"

After Zhang Beihai heard this, he stood firmly on his feet, his whole body did not move, and his hands firmly protected the lamp.

The single Taoist priest took out a pen, dipped the cinnabar ink in the bottle and began to paint on the surrounding tarpaulin, and after a while, the shed was painted with zigzag runes. In the end, Shan Daoist also deliberately used cinnabar to connect the gaps in the door curtain.

After this was done, Daoist Shan solemnly explained to Zhang Sansan: "You should start to collect your mind now, and don't care about what you see or hear, and when you see a little pure white light, you must quickly rush there." Don't be distracted and turn back!"

After hearing Zhang Sansan's promise, Shan Daoist said to Liang Wenfu: "Start digging!"

Liang Wenfu had been waiting for a long time, and when he heard the words, he picked up the shovel and waved it like the wind, and in a while, he dug up the grave, revealing the black lacquered coffin inside.

Shan Daoist asked Liang Wenfu to step aside, explained to them to cover their noses, then took a deep breath and closed his breath, stepped forward and waved the sleeves of his robe, and the lid of the nailed coffin flew to the side.

Although Zhang Sansan in the coffin has not yet decayed, it has become swollen and gray, and the neighbor's aunt is so sad that she wipes her tears when she sees Zhang Sansan become like this.

The single Taoist priest pinched a strange trick with his fingers on his chest, and stomped his left foot on the ground hard, and with this "bang", the runes drawn on the surrounding tarpaulin actually lit up together, emitting golden light outward, illuminating the shed in a bright light.

Under the golden light, the sloppy face of the single Taoist priest also became solemn. I only listened to the mantra in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows strength." Break through the Three Realms in one go, and the Pure Yang opens the Nine Shadows - Soul Restoration Technique!"

As the mantra of the single Taoist priest was recited, he heard a gust of wind howling outside the shed. Outside, the crowd was blown to their feet, but the shed in the wind did not move, not even a single horn was lifted.

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