Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

"Later, what to do with the three skeletons?" Xia Jingsheng finished eating the noodles and put down his chopsticks.

"The expert decided to throw the three skeletons into the well, and then sealed the well with a spell, saying that this would suppress the evil spirits and prevent them from causing harm to the world."

Xia Jingsheng asked: "Is it still sealed?"

"It's sealed. It's in the alley behind Baohui. After the well is blocked, no one dares to approach it." Just as he was talking, the guests at the next table came, and Uncle Qi waved his hand to greet the guests.

"I think that so-called expert is probably a magic stick. If his method works, Baohui will not be in trouble." Sun Wenxi's words are not unreasonable.

And Xia Jingsheng has his own opinion: "The spell is to forcibly suppress the resentment. Although it can solve the temporary difficulty, it is not a long-term solution. There have been two incidents in Baohui now. If the matter is not solved from the source, it will be difficult. Have a peaceful day."

The two reached a consensus to find the well first.

As Uncle Qi said, when the people living in the back alley heard that they were looking for Zhenlingjing, they retreated and hurriedly closed their doors.Those who didn't shut them down just pointed at Chaojing's direction, and then stopped talking.

The two walked in the general direction, and finally stopped in front of an earth brick wall.

This is a dead end. Because the residents were afraid, they built earth brick walls on all sides and sealed the well inside, leaving only a small gap in the brick wall.

Xia Jingsheng looked in through the gap, only took one look, but his expression changed immediately.

"What's the matter?" Sun Wenxi saw that his expression was not right, so he also glanced through the gap, but didn't see anything special.Apart from a perfectly sealed well behind the wall, it is so clean that there is not even a spider web.

Xia Jingsheng raised his hand again, caressing Sun Wenxi's forehead.

Sun Wenxi only felt that his eyelids were hot and his eyes darkened.

When I looked again, what I saw was completely different.

Inside the unremarkable wall was filled with an ink-like black air.Sun Wenxi endured his astonishment, and looked closely, only to find that the black air came from the side of the well.

The manhole cover was sealed with crumpled yellow talisman paper, and the cinnabar handwriting on it was already blurred.

Sun Wenxi had a bad premonition: "What is that black thing?"

"It's resentment. Too much resentment has accumulated, so that no grass grows in this area, and life is extinct."

Sun Wenxi looked down, and there was no grass on the ground.

Not only that, but the black air is still flowing. At this moment, it is constantly gushing out from the cracks in the earthen brick wall and drifting in the direction of Baohui.

"It seems that this resentment is the source of all incidents. Is there a way to resolve the resentment?"

Xia Jingsheng took out the pen and paper he was carrying with him: "The best way to eliminate grievances and demons is to save the undead. Time is urgent. I'll make a list and ask someone to arrange it."

Xia Jingsheng drew up the list and handed it to Sun Wenxi.

"How sure are you?"

Xia Jingsheng looked at Sun Wenxi: "There is a lot of resentment, and it is only [-]% right now."

Sun Wenxi's heart tightened.

The Dharma Altar of Ten Directions is set on the top floor of Baohui Bank. On the table covered with red cloth, there are various flowers and fruit offerings, and in the center stands a dragon-headed summoning banner.

Xia Jingsheng recited the scriptures, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into samadhi.

At this moment, Xia Jingsheng's mind was in the dark and claustrophobic space on all sides, and he saw three shadows slowly walking towards him.One is Huang Li, an employee of Baohui's savings department, the other is an administrator of Baohui's insurance office, and Xia Jingsheng has never met.

She was wearing a dark colored cheongsam, which looked a little old-fashioned. Her long hair was tied behind her head, and she was dressed like a married woman.

Xia Jingsheng asked with all his heart, "Who are you?"

The woman responded softly, "Li Qiulan, everyone calls me Qiuniang."

Xia Jingsheng: "Why did you die?"

Woman: "I was hit by a car on the road in order to follow my gambling husband."

"Accidental death, as a rule, you must find a substitute before you can be reincarnated. I can recite scriptures to eliminate your sins and send you into reincarnation. Would you like it?"

The two employees of Baohui were killed by the binding spirit, and they were unable to escape. After hearing Xia Jingsheng's words, they were overjoyed.

But Li Qiulan shook her head and said, "I don't want to enter the realm of reincarnation, I want to be free."

Xia Jingsheng's face turned serious: "So, you insist on finding a substitute?"

Li Qiulan's face remained unchanged: "That's right, only by finding a substitute can I be free. I still have unfulfilled wishes in this world, and I can't enter reincarnation if I don't want to."

Xia Jingsheng: "What wish?"

Li Qiulan: "I have a son named Li Kaiping. All these years, I have been trapped here, and I can't escape to find him. If I can find him, my wish will be fulfilled."

"If I can help you find it, are you willing to accept the excess?"

"No, I just want to be by his side, even if he can't see me." Li Qiulan was determined.

Xia Jingsheng said in a deep voice: "If you are still obsessed with your obsession, then I have no choice but to do it." As he spoke, he set up the banner for summoning souls.

I saw that the banners that were still at first suddenly flew up with no wind, making a sound of hunting.

After a while, Xia Jingsheng's brow was dripping with sweat, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and his standing body was shaky.

Sun Wenxi realized something was wrong, and when he was about to call to stop, he heard a crisp sound in the air, the pole of the summoning banner was cut in two, and it was about to hit Xia Jingsheng.

"Be careful!" Sun Wenxi took a stride to protect the person under him, but he was hit squarely by the broken pole.

At this moment, Xia Jingsheng was staring in a daze, his headache was splitting, and he had no time to think. After a while, he suppressed the feeling of dizziness.When he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Wenxi looking at him with anxiety on his face.

Sun Wenxi asked anxiously, "How are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Xia Jingsheng's pale lips moved, "The supersession failed, the obsession with binding the spirit is too strong."

Seeing him dripping with cold sweat, Sun Wenxi frowned and said, "Take a break first."

Xia Jingsheng shook his head: "According to what the binding spirit said, the No. 3 employee will be killed soon, and the supersedation must be completed before then." He sat up, took something from his neck, and handed it to the Sun Wenxi.

It was a pocket-sized seven-star longevity lamp strung together into a pendant.

Xia Jingsheng cut his finger with a silver knife, blood dripped on the long-lived lamp, the pendant, which was originally dim, suddenly glowed with brilliance.

The long-lived lamp seemed to be awakened by Xia Jingsheng's blood, and each wick shone with a faint blue luster.

Xia Jingsheng: "This pendant is my yang soul. I will use the method of walking the yin to go to the underworld. You must take good care of it for me."

Sun Wenxi: "If the brilliance above is gone, what will happen to you?"

Xia Jingsheng smiled at him, and said lightly, "Then I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. These seven lamps represent my seven souls. If I lose one soul, I won't die. People also become foolish and foolish."

Sun Wenxi clenched the pendant tightly, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't even speak, only feeling that his palm weighed a thousand catties.

After the matter was explained, Xia Jingsheng covered his eyes with a black silk cloth, and when he closed his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed ever-changingly.

At this moment, the surroundings are pitch black and extremely cold.The fog cleared, and an incomparably magnificent city tower appeared in front of my eyes, with three large characters written on it - Fengdu City.

Different from the city gates in Yangjian, the defenders of Fengdu City are all kinds of ghosts.Xia Jingsheng handed over the invitation card and came to Yan Luo Hall.

In the Hall of Yama, many ghosts are being tried under the pressure of ghost servants, and most of the officials are green-faced and fangs, very vicious.

When it was Xia Jingsheng's turn, the officials at the top shouted: "The people under the hall have not yet lived, why are you here?"

Xia Jingsheng replied: "I'm looking for someone." Saying this, he took out a pure gold token from his sleeve.

There are four words in the letter - yin and yang walking.

The ghost messenger recognized the token, led Xia Jingsheng to the inner room, and handed over the book of life and death.

Xia Jingsheng opened his notebook and found a record - Li Kaiping, a person from Jiangcheng...

After writing down the information, Xia Jingsheng gave a tip to the ghost messenger, and walked slowly out along the way he came.

But when Sun Wenxi was in Yangjian, he just felt that time passed extremely slowly, and every second was a torment.

He fixed his eyes on the long-lived lamp in his hand, fearing that there might be a slight mistake.

After a while, Xia Jingsheng who was sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and said slowly, "I'm back..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a whistle downstairs.

Xia Jingsheng quickly lay down on the railing and looked down, only to see a man in a security uniform walking towards the middle of the road step by step.He didn't dodge pedestrians and vehicles like ordinary people, but staggered towards the middle of the road as if he was drunk.

"Stop him!" Xia Jingsheng shouted.

However, no one dared to step forward. The man was standing in the middle of the road, almost unable to avoid the oncoming cars.

Fortunately, the driver had quick eyesight and quick hands, and barely stopped the car.

The next second, the car owner opened the door and cursed at the security guard, "What's wrong with you? You're courting death."

The security guard was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses in a numb manner. Seeing the situation, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

Sun Wenxi frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Xia Jingsheng: "Among the three skeletons that were dug up that year, there was a deceased named Li Qiulan. Her husband was a gambler, ruined his family's fortune, and was full of lies. Li Qiulan found out the clue and followed her husband quietly. Unexpectedly, she was hit by a car in the middle of the road. Yes, died on the spot."

Li Qiulan has a son named Li Kaiping, and Xia Jingsheng found his fate in the book of life and death based on the information.

After Li Qiulan passed away, he grew up in a nursery school. Later, he was adopted by Fang's family and changed his name to Fang Jianian. He is now working for Baohui Bank as a security guard at the bank's side entrance.

Xia Jingsheng: "Li Qiulan's bound spirit wanders around the side door of the bank every day, determined to find a substitute as soon as possible, regain freedom and retrieve her son, but unexpectedly, the substitute she chose is her own son."

Sun Wenxi was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

"I want to do the ceremony again and tell Li Qiulan the truth."

Sun Wenxi objected: "Rest first, look at your face, it's as white as impermanence." He carefully looked at the longevity lamp pendant in his palm, and after confirming that the seven lamps were well lit, he returned it to Xia Jingsheng.

"There's no rush to do things right now." As soon as Sun Wenxi finished speaking, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the top, as if it was about to rain.

"See, there is no place to shelter from the rain on the top floor, even God advises you to rest." Saying that, he led Xia Jingsheng downstairs without any explanation.

Xia Jingsheng looked at the soft leather sofa in the lounge and said with a light smile, "Young Master Sun, are you caring about me?"