for evil

Later, in less than three days, I heard the news of the person named Fan Chong again, which was his death.

When Chenshi came out of the stall, there were two people dressed as peasants at the wonton stall next door, who didn't look like people from the city.

Dong Yin had no business at all, and was bored, so he pricked up his ears and listened.

One person said: "Eat, eat, eat! You will know how to eat!"

Another fat man said slowly, "It's been a long time coming to the city. The wontons here are the best. We're not too far away, are we?"

Another person said: "Your heart is so big! That female ghost has revived, the village chief didn't ask us to come here to eat!"

The old man selling wontons happened to serve two bowls of hot wontons.

The fat man smiled and picked up the spoon, took a sip and put it into his mouth, saying: "It's all here, if you don't eat, you won't eat! If we fill our stomachs, we will have the strength to go up to Qingyun Mountain! Try it! It's better than yours. The workmanship is not bad!"

Seeing the fat man gobbling it up, the other person had no choice but to pick up the spoon, stir the soup casually, and finally put it down again: "I can't eat it!"

The fat man laughed: "It's not that your wife is a female ghost, and it's not that your heart was taken out! Why are you so sad?"

The man said: "They are all in the same village. They have lived in the same village for so many years, and they all know each other. Who would have thought that... she is actually a female ghost? I thought that the Taoist priests in Ziyun Temple had some skills, but they did not think so." Things! The ghost has not been eliminated, and I don’t know where it is hidden. Who can tell if it will take out someone’s heart again?"

The fat man laughed heartily: "Just say you think too much! I slept well! Then Fan Chong and Xiao Lan have been in love for ten years, even if Xiao Lan is a female ghost, she still has feelings! You killed her with a knife, if she is not dead, can you let it go? Xiao Lan, you have also been in contact with her, we have no grievances with her, what are you afraid of?"

"You also said that she is a female ghost, and now she does such a thing again. We all watched that day, watching her disappear... who knows if she will attack us in the future?" The man looked around, cautiously. He leaned close to the fat man's ear: "I heard..."

Dong Yin, who was standing a little far away, didn't hear the rest of the words, but ever since the word "Fan Chong" fell into his ears, it made his heart beat slightly abnormally, and he frowned, thinking about the lost soul that he met that day. people come...

I set up a stall for a whole day as usual, but I was also restless.Dong Yin raised his head and looked at the sky. Today's sky is unusually dark, especially the Qingyun Mountain in the east, which is shrouded in thick dark clouds, with an indescribable yin energy, and no longer the slightest sense of fairy air in the past.

The darker the dusk, the stronger the feeling of darkness...

Dong Yin tried not to pay attention to the abnormal weather today, and tidied up the hexagram booth as usual, preparing to go home.

It was a coincidence that Dong Yin had just taken two steps when he saw two peasants, one fat and one thin, walking past him in the morning.

The difference from the morning was that the two of them seemed to be more "mourned". The skinny man was still frowning, a little angry and furious: "Bah! What a century-old Immortal Temple! I think it's nonsense, and he deserves that Qingyun Temple! And that Nanzhi real person, who keeps that dead face all day long, he is the only one! Is he worthy of being called a real person? Pooh!"

The corners of Dong Yin's mouth turned up, feeling that it had been a long time since he had seen anyone who held the same views as him, what he said was very heartfelt, thinking that it was all right anyway, so he slowly followed behind the two of them, listening quietly.

The thin man continued to scold: "It's a pity that I rushed this trip, and didn't even open the door! Tell me, it's neither a festival nor a death day, so why should they close their eyes? It's so hard to see in the east. It’s been so many years, when did you close the meditation? Just that dead face has a lot of things, and there are so many moths! You have been worshiped by us for so many years, and now something happened, he closed the meditation and wiped out the relationship!"

The fat man nodded and said: "It seems that I have heard that the Donglai Temple has not been closed so far. What happened today?"

The thin man said: "If you want me to tell you, as I have been telling you, Gu Xiaolan has been hiding in our village for so many years and has not been discovered by anyone, so he probably has some skills. The people at Qingyun Temple probably discovered the way of it long ago, knowing that they are I can't deal with it, I knew that the female ghost would come back again, so I closed my view to escape."

The fat man thought about it for a while and said, "But... Xiaolan's soul was blown away by Fan Chong, and we saw it with our own eyes!"

The thin man said: "That's a trick commonly used by these Taoists. How can we know the way to do it? Besides, think about it for yourself. We were all there that day and saw with our own eyes that Nanzhi bound the female ghost with a spell, but we were delayed. If you don't kill demons and demons, Fan Chong Dayi Mie got to know her in the end! Maybe he was afraid of getting into trouble and being retaliated by that female ghost, or he might be the one who got his heart out now!"

The fat man listened for a while, and said relievedly, "Is this your guessing?"

The thin man glanced at the fat man: "Otherwise, how do you explain this matter? Why did those Taoist priests avoid seeing it?"

The fat man didn't know what to say, so he held back for a long time and said, "The East Lai Temple is a grand view of hundreds of years, it's impossible..."

Dong Yin listened to the two singing together, and the journey was not boring, so he wandered to Fanjiacun.

This was decided temporarily by Dong Yin on the road. Firstly, the dialogue between the two, especially the thin man's words, really satisfied Dong Yin's heart. During these years in Yiyang, when others mentioned Donglai Temple, they always looked up to them. Mentioning Master Nanzhi was all praise. It was the first time I heard someone scold the two so happily, and Dong Yin couldn't bear to leave after hearing it.

On the other hand, Dongyin also has his own little calculations. Since there are things that cannot be solved by Donglai Temple, no matter what the reason, if a little-known Taoist priest solves them, then his own reputation and business may also come to an end. It's in full swing!

In any case, Dong Yin decided to investigate secretly first, to solve the culprit, enjoy the world together, and gain a good reputation for slaying demons and demons; if he can't solve it, then he will leave secretly!When Dong Lai can't close his meditation anymore, their problems should be left to them to solve.

Dong Yin shook the hexagram stick in his hand, and began to admire his own intelligence.

When we reached Fanjia Village, the setting sun had completely set, and the surroundings were filled with gloomy colors. The country roads were illuminated by moonlight and sparse village lights.

Dong Yin asked the villager where Fan Chong's house was, and the villager pointed to the paper money scattered not far away: "It's not difficult to recognize, his son was just buried yesterday, so you can find it by walking in the direction of the paper money." Finally, He looked at Dong Yin vigilantly: "What are you doing there?"

Dong Yin lied freely: "He is a distant relative of my family. If something like this happened, he naturally planned to come and have a look and see if there is anything he can do to help."

The villagers sighed, and finally asked again: "Fan Chong's family has relatives? How come I never heard him mention it?"

Dong Yin laughed without shame: "They said they are from a distant room!"