Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 15

The magic stick was about to jump off his shoulder, but he pinched it with his fingers and threw it back, threatening: "If you run around again, I will throw you into Qiankun's sleeve."

The god stick was so angry that he jumped and stomped hard on his shoulder.

Min Yuejun had a headache, so he calmed down and persuaded: "Be good, I won't do anything to you. You know that this place is not suitable for you to cultivate, so I will take you back."

Yang Jinshu interjected: "Min Daoist, Qingrong Daoist is our friend, you...you used to..."

"That matter..." Min Yuejun paused, and said, "I don't want to explain anything about that matter, it is between me and him, but I can assure you that I brought him back this time for the sake of Help him fix his soul. The master has a grudge against me, I know, but I won't let him do whatever he wants."

Yang Jinshu shook his head: "It's hard for me to believe that a person who once killed him and fed him to the dogs said such a thing."

Min Yuejun snorted, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "I don't gossip with you, I have my own opinions on this matter, why should you talk too much?"

He raised his hand and threw something to Lao Liu: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving me."

After finishing speaking, a long sword in his sleeve crossed the air, he stepped on the sword and walked away.

The ghosts watched him leave with the magic stick, not knowing what to do.

He Tang opened his mouth wide: "This robbery is too open and above board!"

Shi Tianning sneered and said, "He forced him for a reason."

But Wan Niang said: "The magic stick has always had headaches a few days ago, not just because of being summoned, right? It may not be a bad thing for his apprentice to take him away."

Old Liu was dizzy: "Wait a minute, what's going on?"

It was only then that everyone remembered that Lao Liu still didn't know about the mass grave being leveled, and they were a little embarrassed.To say who has the deepest feelings for the mass grave, except for Lao Liu, don't think of anyone else, when he thinks of his tomb...

Yang Jinshu had a thin skin, but he still took the initiative to say: "Uncle Liu, that..."

"how?"

"Your tomb...the tombstone looks like..."

He Tang snapped back and said, "Your tombstone was blown away by the wind!"

"Ah?" Uncle Liu was shocked, "What's going on?"

He Tang opened his eyes wide, and began to make up things vividly: "You don't know, you left a few days ago, and we went to play in the county town. I didn't expect a few stinky Taoist priests to come to the county. I don't know what tricks they did. , made the county wind gusts, and we didn't scare the smelly lady, but when we returned to the mass grave, we found that the mountain was also blown by strong winds. God, it was terrible! Many people's tombstones were blown down! Those bad-tempered people Do you remember my neighbor? He actually said that the feng shui of the mass grave was not good and he wanted to move! Then he moved away! God, when will the feng shui of the mass grave get better?"

Yang Jinshu, Shi Tianning, Wan Niang: "..." Young man, your ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense is really incredible.

Uncle Liu was shocked by what he said, and suddenly panicked: "They have all moved away? Isn't there no ghost in the mass grave?"

"Yes, there are, but everyone is in a bad mood. I guess they don't want to climb out of the grave to gossip in the past few months." He Tang sighed seriously, "Oh, it's going to be deserted for a while."

"That's what you need. How can you be in a good mood when the tombstone is gone?" Uncle Liu sighed and said distressedly, "It's a pity that everyone has done something wrong. It's impossible to find someone to erect a new tombstone. My wooden monument will fall down a long time ago." Lah, I can't help the strong wind, alas..."

He Tang secretly tugged at Yang Jinshu's sleeve and gave him winks.

Yang Jinshu understood, and quickly said: "Uncle Liu, you can come and live at my house, anyway, there are plenty of rooms, we can fit in, and we can all play cards together."

"That can only be a nuisance." Uncle Liu made a bow to him, and said in a gentle voice, "I just happened to study the gift from the Taoist priest. Young Master Yang, you have a lot of books here, which may be helpful."

He agreed, and everyone was relieved that it was only a matter of time if they could hide it for a while.

Wan Niang said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, what magic weapon have you obtained, let us see?"

Uncle Liu spread out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a lifelike seated white statue of Guanyin, only the size of a thumb. If you look carefully, the material is actually a human finger bone!

"Human bone carving?" Wan Niang's face turned pale, "Isn't this thing too evil?"

Yang Jinshu took a closer look, and said slowly: "To living people, it is indeed an evil thing, but to ghosts, it is a magic weapon for cultivation. However, I don't know how to use it. Why don't Uncle Liu ask a familiar errand about it?" inquire about?"

Uncle Liu nodded, and held the Bone Guanyin in his palm: "I'll ask another day."

Seeing that the lying was effective, He Tang hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, let's continue playing cards."

Taking his seat again, Yang Jinshu sat down next to He Tang and watched them play cards.

Uncle Liu touched the card and asked again: "By the way, He Tang, you went down the mountain and didn't even see your mother's face?"

"No..." He Tang gritted his teeth, "I encountered a few stinky Taoist priests, which delayed my revenge."

Old Liu nodded and said, "It's true that the county is not clean recently, so it's better for you to go less often."

As soon as he said this, the others were stunned: "Huh? What happened?"

Old Liu was stunned: "You don't know?"

Qi Qi shook his head.

Old Liu put down the mahjong, and explained kindly: "Recently there have been ghosts in the county town, sucking away the souls of boys and girls, and many children have become stupid. I heard that several families have invited people who practice Taoism to practice. But it didn’t work, and there were still some teenage men and women who were recruited. When I came back, I heard that the Zhu family had captured a ghost and was taken in by Taoist priests, and I don’t know what happened to other families.”

Yang Jinshu and He Tang looked at each other, and then they understood why they met Min Yuejun and others when they visited.

He Tang pulled Lao Liu and asked, "Uncle Liu, tell me carefully, why is there a ghost in the Zhu family?"

A few days ago, Lao Liu went out to do errands with an errand, and when he came back, he heard some gossip and knew a general idea about the Zhu family's affairs.

The Zhu family started out as a carpenter, and later started a timber business. They are a well-known big family in the county.However, the Zhu family's reputation in the county is not good. The family has many relatives, rich and powerful, bullying others, and bullying small households is common.The fifth son of the Zhu family who had the accident this year was only 13 years old. He was suddenly sucked out of his soul by a ghost half a month ago and became a half-fool with dull eyes and couldn't even eat.

The Zhu family searched for someone and invited the Taoist priest of the famous Qinglian Temple to come to help him, suppress the ghost and regain his son's soul.

It just so happened that a Taoist master of Qinglian Temple was leading his disciples to eliminate demons nearby, so he stopped by to have a look.They set up an array in Zhu's house for three days, and finally caught a ghost acting as a demon. Unfortunately, the child's soul was swallowed up, and there was no chance of reversal. He could only become a fool in the future.

Old Liu added: "However, I heard that the Zhu family has not given up. A son in his family had experienced the same thing before, but when he woke up, the son was fine and more lively than before."

He Tang listened to Lao Liu's words, and snorted: "If the family does not accumulate virtue, it is not the children and grandchildren who will suffer."

Yang Jinshu frowned and asked, "Does the Taoist know when the last son of the Zhu family who had an accident was killed by a ghost?"

"This...is not very clear." Lao Liu was puzzled, "Why did Jin Shu think of asking this?"

Yang Jinshu glanced at He Tang, then shook his head slightly: "It's nothing."

After speaking, he took He Tang back to the house.

"Huh? Stop playing mahjong?"

Shi Tianning rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then muttered: "Could it be that he suspects that the person who was killed by the ghost before was He Tang?"

Wan Niang was surprised: "How could it be He Tang?"

"He Tang is not from this world. He entered that body after death for the first time, and he became like this after hanging himself again." Shi Tianning felt that the words were a little convoluted, so he changed his words, "Buried in the same coffin as Yang Jinshu The one inside is the real He Tang corpse, but the soul is not the original one, understand?"

Wan Niang understood: "That is to say, Jin Shu suspects that the original owner of the corpse was also killed by a ghost, and all three souls and seven souls were lost, and happened to be taken by a strange soul that just died in another world, so we see now Isn't this He Tang the owner of the corpse?"

"Correct."

Old Liu was confused by them: "He Tang said earlier about his crossing, but what does this have to do with the Zhu family?"

Shi Tianning rolled his eyes: "That mother Hetang is the Zhu family's concubine."

Old Liu opened his mouth wide, and suddenly said: "Could it be that the person who was murdered by the ghost but regained his clarity was He Tang?"

"Very likely."

In the room, Yang Jinshu looked up and down He Tang with his hands on his chin.

He Tang sat cross-legged on the table and looked down at him: "Jin Shu, is it really okay for you to be crazy about me like this?"

Yang Jinshu touched his chin and asked, "He Tang, do you want to go back to Zhu's house to take revenge?"

"Of course!" He Tang clenched his fists, "A long-cherished wish!"

Yang Jinshu frowned slightly: "The Zhu family is sad right now, why don't you add another worry?"

"Sad?" He Tang snorted, "Others may be sad, but that stinky woman may not be. Do you know who the fifth son of the Zhu family is?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head.

He Tang jumped up, and said with an eloquent expression: "The fifth son of the Zhu family was born to Master Zhu's seventh wife, and the smelly woman is Master Zhu's sixth wife. I just gave birth to a young son two years ago. But the seventh wife was born later than her, but gave birth to a son earlier than her. The stinky woman hates her! She always said in front of me—that little rascal, with a foxy face, born His son is also wicked!"

"I'm bah, bah, bah!" He Tang spat a few times, gloating, "Madam Seven is not a foxy face, she looks really good-looking, like the goddess Guanyin in the temple, and her son is also good-looking, Xiaobai Tuanzi, Big eyes, double eyelids, soft-spoken, so cute! Master Zhu likes the fifth son very much, but he is not good for the sixth son born to the stinky woman. The stinky woman has long wanted to drive the seventh lady, mother and son, out of the house."

It was the first time Yang Jinshu saw this expression on his face, and asked curiously, "Do you like that fifth son very much?"

"Me?" He Tang thought for a while, and said, "When I just woke up, Zhu Xiaowu was reciting the book lying on my bedside, knitting his eyebrows. It was fun, so I stuffed a finger for him to bite. He called me brother Tang shyly. I saw how cute he was, so I smiled at him. Later, I went to play with him when I had nothing to do. I like it. Anyway, compared to smelly I still like Zhu Xiaowu more, the mother-in-law, that brat who only knows howling all day long."

"His name is Zhu Xiaowu?"

"No, but I don't know the Zhu family. How can I remember everyone's name? Anyway, I named the group of brats in order. The eldest is Zhu Boss, then Zhu Xiaoer, Zhu Xiaosan..."

Yang Jinshu smiled, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes: "What about you? What's your name?"

He Tang showed two rows of big white teeth, pressed two index fingers on the dimples that did not exist on his face, and said with a cute smile: "My name is He Xiaotang!"