After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

"girl!"

Zijin was so frightened that he quickly retreated and hugged Liu Yunxiang's arm.

"Is there really...a ghost?"

Liu Yunxiang grabbed Zijin and was about to comfort her when he turned around and realized that one person was missing.

"Where's Feng Zheng?"

Zi Jin looked around, and sure enough he couldn't see Feng Zheng.

"Yeah, will he be captured by the white-headed ghost?"

"There's no such thing as a white-headed ghost..."

"Girl, you, you, you... look!" Zijin interrupted Liu Yunxiang and pointed to a cloud of black smoke in front of him, "It's really, really there!"

Liu Yunxiang looked over and saw a dense shadow disappearing and appearing in the rolling black smoke. If he looked carefully, he could see more shadows standing there in despair.

Liu Yunxiang was shocked. These shadows were thin and thin, like dead trees, with long arms and legs, and a very strange posture. However, they did have white hair, so white that it dazzled the eyes and sent chills down the spine.

dong dong dong...

It was as if these shadows were walking in unison and approaching them.

"Girl, let's run away!"

Zijin pulled Liu Yunxiang back, not daring to look any further.

Liu Yunxiang took two steps back, but quickly calmed down and stopped.

"girl……"

"Do ghosts make noises when they walk?"

"what?"

Liu Yunxiang shook his head speechlessly and turned to look at Hongxuan. He was looking at the ghosts with a speechless smile on his face.

"Seventh Madam, shall we go ghost hunting?"

"Okay."

The two looked at each other and then ran towards the black smoke together.

Zijin was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat, but she was afraid that Liu Yunxiang would be in danger, so she had no choice but to follow him, and then she saw a strange scene.

Liu Yunxiang and his two men caught the white-headed ghosts, but instead of eating them, the white-headed ghosts fled in all directions. Ghosts are supposed to be smart, but they run very slowly and it's very difficult to run.

Soon, Hongxuan and Liu Yunxiang worked together to catch one.

This ghost is very thin, but his skin and flesh are warm, and he is also cursing: "Little brats, let your ancestors go quickly, or else I will suck your essence, turn you into mummies, and dry them on the branches." "

Zijin's mind was already a little confused. He subconsciously looked at the branches, but saw that there were really many humanoid things hanging on them, and they were moving in the wind one by one. They really looked like mummies.

"girl……"

Liu Yunxiang took a look and said, "It's made of paper."

"what?"

"Ahem." The smoke was too thick and Liu Yunxiang choked, "Auntie, please tell them to stop burning. If the burning continues like this, we will all suffocate to death."

When the white-headed ghost heard this, he knew that it had been exposed, so he stopped struggling.

Soon the smoke cleared, and these white-headed ghosts also showed their true bodies. The white-headed ghosts were real white-headed ghosts, and the ghosts were fake ghosts. They were just old people with white hair.

They have weird body shapes because they are very thin and most of them are rickets. In order to look like actors, they use bamboo poles to hold up their clothes, like puppets on strings, so they look weird.

At this time, they were standing together, looking at them eagerly.

When Liu Yunxiang and Hongxuan opened their mouths, the aunt ran back to their camp and looked at them with a fierce face.

Liu Yunxiang thought for a moment and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone, we are here to find someone."

"There is no one here." The lady said.

Liu Yunxiang pursed his lips, they really regarded themselves as human beings, "A man, about 24 years old, fair and handsome, passed by the entrance of your Changhe Village about a month ago, and then disappeared."

"You can't understand nonsense, right? We haven't seen this person!"

"He is the official of the imperial court."

"No, no!"

"If we can't find it today, then a large number of officials will come in to search tomorrow. Ladies and gentlemen, these officials are not as easy to talk to as we are."

"Heh, we old ghosts are still afraid of them?"

The aunt looked arrogant, and the other old people also raised their chins. They were really not afraid.

"You ask Yang Futai to come in person, and we'll tear off the head and give it to him!" said another old man.

"Yes, let him come!"

"We are not afraid of him!"

Other elderly people echoed.

Liu Yunxiang raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know, Mr. Yang was dismissed from his post due to corruption. He is now in the Shengjing Prison and will be executed soon."

"What?" A group of old people were shocked, "When did it happen?"

"Middle of last year."

The old people looked at me and I looked at you. It seemed that they had reached a tacit understanding, and no one spoke at the moment.

Liu Yunxiang sighed and said: "The new Futai is not as easy to talk to as Yang Futai. He might arrest you all, put you in a prison, and then interrogate you one by one. If you don't confess honestly, he will use torture. .”

"We..." The aunt was a little scared after all, and she couldn't speak fluently. "We really didn't see that person..."

"Yes, it's useless if anyone comes, because that person is not in our village anyway!"

"We are not afraid of anyone!"

Facing this group of old people, they couldn't be too tough, so they had to be soft, but even if Liu Yunxiang talked a lot and said a lot of good things, they would kill him and say no.

In this regard, Liu Yunxiang was really at his wits end.

At this time, Hongxuan shook Bichen, muttering something in his mouth, and started to circle around the aunt.

Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe and had a strange look on his face, the aunt frowned and said, "Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

"How to do it." Hongxuan said sincerely.

"How to do it?" The aunt blinked, "What method do you want to give me?"

"Pindao saw a lot of dead souls in your Changhe Village. Most of them were young people, wearing armor, following you. And you, there is a young child behind you, and he is looking at you."

The aunt's eyes widened, "You, what are you talking nonsense!"

"There is nothing surprising about this. Seeing that your Changhe Village is full of grass and trees that cover the sky, it is indeed suitable for raising these dead souls. In addition, you often pretend to be ghosts, making the place even more gloomy. But following you These dead souls are all good and they will not harm you."

"What does the dead soul behind me look like? Does it have small eyes, a high nose, and a burn scar on its forehead?" the aunt asked excitedly.

Hongxuan pretended to take a closer look, then nodded, "That's true."

When the aunt heard this, she turned around in shock and looked at the void in front of her. She became more and more excited and tears fell down.

"Eldest, it's you, are you following my mother?"

This lie was a clumsy one. Even if he deceived the aunt, he could not deceive everyone.

"He lied to us!"

"There are no ghosts in the world!"

"Our children are all dead. When they die, the lights go out and there is nothing!"

After listening to what these people said, Liu Yunxiang walked up to Hongxuan and asked him in a low voice what was going on.

"The high-level officials kept hinting that Xue Changfeng was in Changhe Village. I pretended not to understand and started to inquire about what was going on here. There were many tourists in Wanchun Garden. I asked here and there, and slowly I pieced it together. This Changhe Village is young. All the men were drafted into the army. Due to a defeat, all the young people in the village died. The remaining young women couldn't survive, so they left with their children, so only the old people were left in the village. They pretended to be ghosts, Most people believe this."

Sure enough, several old women came over and asked if there was a young soul following behind them. Hongxuan continued to make up the story, saying that the reason why these dead souls followed them was because they missed them too much and needed salvation to help them reincarnate.

Zijin cooperated and boasted about Hongxuan, saying that he was a master of Taoism, and the emperor asked him for advice.

"Let's do this. I'm going to open a forum here to save these dead souls so that they can be reincarnated."

Most people believed it, and the rest were dubious, but they did not object to the method.

Hongxuan whispered to Liu Yunxiang: "They will all be here later, you go find Mr. Xue."