I have the strongest merit system

The next day.

After passing a small town pier.

Zilu got off the boat.

Wei Yang arranged a task for her.

After contacting Yun Wuxia and other tool girls, the delivery will be left to her. If Zilu does well, Wei Yang can save a lot of time and do other things.

If you don't do well, then there's no need to continue wasting time on her.

The cruise ship continued on.

Wei Yang checked it with his mobile phone. From Qingzhou to Jinyang Mountain, there are more than 400 miles of waterways, which are interspersed with two rivers.

This cruise ship is not fast, it is estimated that it will take a few days.

However, Wei Yang was not in a hurry to rush on his way, he just took it as a boat ride, thinking about it this way, it feels pretty good.

Kong Kong has been hiding in the room since he got Wei Yang's mission.

Wei Yang didn't care about it either.

Anyway, everyone gets what they need, as for saying goodbye to big brother.

We are all adults, don't be funny.

This walk is two days.

At noon this day, I arrived at a small town pier again. The cruise ship needed to rest, and the ship also needed to purchase some supplies.

Wei Yang simply got off the boat and went for a stroll in the town.

This small town was built by the river, and it looks very old. There are many old houses with green bricks and green tiles, covered with moss, which is very flavorful.

Wei Yang walked casually on the street, admiring the scenery of the town.

Not to mention, although this is a dock town.

However, the people in the town live a very leisurely life, feeling that the rhythm is not fast at all.

Those who sell things don't shout.

Those who walk do not hurry.

Even the cars coming and going are slow.

It seems that there are not so many troubles in life here.

Wei Yang liked this kind of atmosphere very much.

is walking.

Suddenly, a group of people caught Wei Yang's attention.

In this slow rhythm, some anxious people appeared, it was obvious.

The most important thing is that among this group of people, there is an old Taoist priest who is particularly eye-catching.

Subconsciously opened the spiritual eye.

Wei Yang raised his eyebrows all of a sudden, showing a surprised expression.

The old Taoist priest had obvious mana fluctuations on his body. Although it was only average, he was indeed a member of the strange family.

And those few people who urged them were more or less black.

Good guy.

This is a country place with strange people.

And it's still up for grabs.

Wei Yangzheng felt that it was boring, so he hurriedly followed, intending to watch the excitement.

People from the Celestial Dynasty, there is no way to change the love of eating melons in their bones.

Follow all the way.

The group of people surrounded the old Taoist priest and came to a big family in the corner of the town.

This family has white flags hung on the gates and a shed. It is obvious that someone in the family has died.

Wei Yang opened his spiritual eyes, and instantly saw that the entire house was enveloped in black air, extremely cold.

This is a stalemate of resentment!

People who are afraid of death are a little unwilling!

Wei Yang was thoughtful.

Then Wei Yang approached the gate and found that there was no one guarding it. Looking inside, it was the entrance of a lobby with three floors inside and three floors outside. Men, women and children were watching.

Wei Yang went in calmly, and came to a remote corner to look inside.

I saw a bed in the lobby, and a dead body was lying on the bed, half of the body was covered by a white cloth.

Wei Yang observed intently, and was shocked to find that the corpse was an old lady, but at this moment, although she had passed away and her face was pale, her eyes were wide open and her face was ferocious, as if she was dying.

But on the old lady, the resentment condenses and transforms the evil spirit, this is the rhythm of the corpse transformation!

No wonder the old Taoist was invited.

Wei Yang was amazed, but he didn't care.

Normally, he can kill an evil spirit with a single punch.

It's not surprising that the mere corpse change is the lowest level of heterogeneity.

It's just that Wei Yang was curious about how the old Taoist would solve it.

For him, this is also a long experience, accumulating some knowledge about Qimen.

At this time, the old Taoist priest who was brought in was checking by the bedside.

The people around watched nervously, not daring to take a breath.

After going around twice, the old Taoist began to use his methods.

First, someone sent a table, spread out a yellow cloth eight trigrams map, and placed candles, bells, yellow paper, porcelain bowls, brushes, peach wood swords and other things that looked amazing.

After the things were arranged, the old Taoist would pinch out formulas and mutter words.

After a while, he picked up the writing brush, twisted it lightly, and the bristles of the brush scattered. He took out two, put them on the nose and mouth of the dead body on the bed, and pressed his hand on the lower jaw of the dead body. The next moment, the two bristles swished With a single click, it entered the nostrils of the corpse.

The bristles enter the nostrils.

The old lady's originally ferocious expression suddenly eased, and her eyes closed all of a sudden.

The old Taoist smiled triumphantly.

The middle-aged men and women who stood by and watched also breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, the old Taoist's smile froze.

Because the old lady who had closed her eyes just now opened them again, and this time, her originally pale eyes became a little red.

However, it has become more fierce!

This made the old Taoist's scalp numb and he took a few steps back.

"Ah, Daoist Yang, what's wrong with you?" A man in his 40s and close to [-]s asked hurriedly.

The old Taoist looked solemn, looked at the corpse for a moment, then looked at the man again, and asked seriously: "Tell me, how did your mother die? If you don't explain clearly, this matter cannot be resolved."

"Ah? This, does this have anything to do with how she died?" The man hesitated.

The old Taoist said angrily: "Your mother is still resentful now, this is death, if you don't say anything, then forget it, I can't control this matter, you can wish for luck."

After speaking, the old Taoist turned around and was about to leave.

The man hurriedly said: "Hey, Daoist Yang, Daoist Yang, you can't ignore it, our Zhou family, such a big family, if something like that happens, I'm afraid they will all suffer, human life is at stake, Daoist, you can't let's go."

The old Taoist sneered: "It seems that you still know a little bit, and you also know that blood relatives will suffer after the corpse is transformed."

The man laughed dryly: "I just heard about it."

"Then tell me, how did your mother die?" the old Taoist asked again.

The man said: "It sounds strange to say this, but I can assure you that our brothers and sisters in the Zhou family are not unfilial in the slightest. They have always respected her, greeted her in the morning and evening, asked her well-being, and never slacked off."

"But my mother committed suicide by herself."

The man looked helpless.

The old Taoist was stunned: "Since you are so filial, why did she commit suicide?"

The man said: "That's why I said it was weird. The morning before yesterday, we brothers and sisters were still discussing how to organize her [-]th birthday. The old lady also behaved normally and smiled happily."

"But the afternoon before yesterday, we planned to take the old lady to have a tailor-made birthday suit, but found that she hanged herself in the bedroom."

"Our brothers and sisters rushed her to the hospital, but they couldn't save her."

The old Taoist said: "Hang yourself? Are you sure you hanged yourself?"

"Yes, the police also came to investigate the scene yesterday, and there is nothing missing from the house. The old lady also left a suicide note. It's very weird. It's only five words, and it's still written in blood."

"What word?" The old Taoist asked.

The man hesitated for a moment, but still replied, "Yangshou is exchanged for Yinshou."

The old Taoist's expression changed immediately, and he exclaimed, "Are you sure? Where's the suicide note? Quickly show it to me."

The man hurriedly said: "Jia Mu, go and get the suicide note."

"it is good!"

A young man in his early twenties hurried away.

The old Taoist looked at the old lady lying on the bed again, and said with a solemn expression: "If it is true as stated in the suicide note, your mother's previous status is probably unusual. This matter is troublesome."

"Daoist Yang, can you explain more clearly? We really don't understand." The man asked tangled.

The old Taoist shook his head: "It's hard to say for now, but I still have to make some preparations. I said, you do it."

"Hey."

"First, buy black dog blood. Remember, you can only buy pure black dog blood. If you can't find it, you can also buy blood from a big rooster that is more than three years old. Even the window sills and the door of the house are painted with a layer, and it must be done before the sun goes down."

"Okay, let's go buy it now."

"Second, write down the birthdays of your immediate family members within three generations on the yellow form, and then go buy the corresponding male and female paper figurines."

"it is good."

"Third, send someone to my house and ask my disciple Hongcheng to invite the enshrined Maoshan Zhenjun."

"Tonight is the most important thing. If you can pass, your family will be safe and sound. If you can't..."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist paused, looked at the pale man and said, "Let's run away one by one. It's best to go abroad and never come back."