The ghost hooked

"That evil spirit should be possessed by that boy from yesterday," said the black dog.

Wu Wu looked at Wu Ying at the side, and saw that he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, so he asked, "Wu Ying..."

"Nothing, just fell asleep." Black Dog said.

Xiao Bao nodded and said: "Last night I saw a ghost floating out of that boy's body, and I guessed that he was possessed, otherwise I wouldn't have searched the whole village and couldn't find the ghost two days ago. "

"The scholar is actually..." Before the black dog finished speaking, the little white dog patted it on the head.

【What are you doing? 】

[Naturally to help you solve things. ]

【you go!Go back to your hell! 】

[Why are you driving me away again?I am not all for you! ]

[I made up for the trouble I caused myself, so I don't care about it! 】

[Well, well, you are the best, you can definitely get things done!Don't drive me away, okay? ]

……

Xiao Bao and Wu Wu waited for a long time, but there was only the sound of the two dogs "whooping" in the room, and there was no more to say.

When Xue Xiujie and the others came back, Wuying also woke up.

Xue Xiujie said: "It's very strange, I woke up that boy with silver needles, but he doesn't remember the scene where we met at all."

Enlightenment said: "Then the absence of ghosts in the village can be explained."

Wuying said: "You mean..."

"Two days ago, I found it strange that there was only one boy in the village who went out every day," Qin Huai continued, "Do you think he is possessed by an evil spirit?"

Wu Wu took a look at Qin Huai and felt quite surprised, this person is not afraid of ghosts, but is very interested in them, I don't know if he likes this or has other intentions.

Enlightenment said: "I also think he is possessed by a ghost, so what does he go out of the village every day?"

Xue Xiujie patted his thigh and said: "Do you think he will hide all the passing scholars? He was burned to death himself, so he was afraid that the villagers would burn other scholars to death, so he hid the scholars. Send them food today?"

"It makes sense, but how do you know he didn't burn those scholars to death to vent his anger?" Qin Huai asked.

Xue Xiujie suddenly felt that he was still too kind: "..."

Enlightenment said: "Wuying, do you still remember the firewood the boy picked up that day?"

Wuying nodded, the nearby dwarf trees are all in patches, the general direction of the young man collecting firewood can be known, he nodded and said: "I'll go check it out, I hope I can find something." The west side of the village flew away.

Although Wuying was alone, he was very good at lightness kung fu and had good hearing. Everyone thought he would come back soon, but it was a pity that he didn't come back until evening, and the missing scholars were not found.

This night was destined not to be an ordinary night, as the genius was about to get dark, a strong wind blew up in the valley, and it rained again after a while.

Rainwater blew in along the open window, and Xiao Bao stood by the window holding a red umbrella, staring nervously outside.

The coward who had been robbed of his hiding place trembled and hid under the stool, for fear that the black dog would scratch his claws to pieces.

The black dog only glanced at him but ignored him, there are days in the dark, and this one is not an evil spirit, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, let alone the master didn't want him to "meddle in ghost affairs".

Mo Wu stood behind Xiaobao and persuaded him: "Xiaobao, it's so dark outside, you can't see anything, don't guard the window, and be careful of getting sick. If there is a ghost outside, you can't beat it. How about you come in and rest for a while? "

Perhaps God also felt that it was time to broadcast a live broadcast to Xiaobao, and there was thunder in the sky, and the light of lightning flashed and flashed, illuminating the whole earth with light.

Only then did Xiaobao see clearly that there were three people standing outside. Although they were standing in the rain, their bodies were not wet.

The left and right sides are black and white impermanence, and the one in the middle is also an acquaintance!

Before Xiaobao could open his mouth to call for someone, the evil spirit from last night came again, he floated not far from the three of them, and shouted: "You ghost messengers, what do you want to do to the young master?"

Looking at the man standing in the middle, the evil ghost said anxiously again: "Young master, have you been caught by them? Don't worry, I'll come to rescue you right away!"

As they spoke, no matter how the three of them reacted, they turned into a cloud of mist and flew over.

The man in the middle sighed, stretched out his right hand, and a stylus appeared out of nowhere, he shouted: "Don't mess around!" After saying that, he went up to meet him.

The evil ghost obviously didn't expect him to be like this, and couldn't bear to hurt him, and just wanted to bypass him and deal with the black and white impermanence behind him.

With a wave of the man's stylus, white light floated out like ink stains. The white light was like a living thing, and instantly entangled the evil spirit.

"Yuan'er, I'm Mr. Jiang, don't be so stubborn!" Jiang Xiaosheng said.

Hearing his name called out by a long-lost voice, the evil spirit confirmed that he was the real Jiang Xiaosheng, so he extinguished his anger and slowly returned to his original appearance.

I saw that the ferocious ghost before had turned into a boy of fifteen or six years old.

Although Yuan'er's hands were bound, he could still move his feet. He plunged into Jiang Xiaosheng's arms and cried, "My lord, I have found you!"

Jiang Xiaosheng put away the stylus, patted his head, and said: "It's a good thing I'm a ghost messenger in the underworld, otherwise you go astray, and someone will wake you up, wouldn't it be a mess!"

Yuan'er struggled to stretch out his hand, looked at him pitifully, Jiang Xiaosheng shook his hand slightly, and the white light receded.

Yuan'er hugged Jiang Xiaosheng tightly, and said, "It's been seven years, my lord, I've missed you for seven years, and I've been waiting for you to pick me up in the temple. After waiting for seven years, your words don't count!"

"The facts back then were not what I wanted, and I really broke my promise to you." Jiang Xiaosheng said: "Then you shouldn't kill the lives of people in this village."

"I can't find your ashes, you don't even give me the last thought," Yuan'er said, "How can I let those who hurt you go!"

Looking at the young man in his arms that was already higher than his shoulders, Jiang Xiaosheng struggled in his heart. He asked, "Yuan'er, now that you and I can meet again, would you like to go to hell with me?"

Yuan'er said: "I killed the wizard, the crime is serious." Looking up at Jiang Xiaosheng, he continued: "Do you think he hates me?"

"No, as long as you are willing to reform, I will always treat you as my Yuan'er." Jiang Xiaosheng said.

"Okay, I'll go back to the underworld with you." Yuan'er said.

Jiang Xiaosheng wanted to push Yuan'er away, but Yuan'er was unwilling, he said: "Young master, I like you, and I want to be with you forever."

There are people and ghost messengers here, Jiang Xiaosheng blushed somewhat, he lowered his head and approached Yuan'er and said, "You go to the first hall to be convicted, then go to make atonement, I'll wait for you in the tenth hall, okay?"

"If I make atonement, you will never leave me again?" Yuan'er asked.

Nodding his head, Jiang Xiaosheng said, "Never leave again."

Only then did Yuan'er let go of his hand, Jiang Xiaosheng took Yuan'er's hand, bent over black and white impermanence, and said: "It's all my fault for letting him go to a monastery to practice, who knows that he really devoted himself to practicing for these years and became a Buddha With the blessing of God, being an evil spirit will embarrass the mages and Taoist priests, and it will also cause trouble for everyone."

"Master Jiang, you are welcome. Catching ghosts and seducing souls is my job. If there is any trouble, don't bother to talk about it." Bai Wuchang said.

Handing Yuan'er to the Wuchang ghost, Bai Wuchang glanced at Xiaobao who had already walked out, and asked, "Master Jiang, do you have something to say?"

"Well, I still want to say a few words with Xiaobao, you guys take him back first!" Jiang Xiaosheng said.

After Xiaobao ran out, Wu Wu stood in front of the window, and he didn't want to move when the rain hit him. He felt that Xiaobao was facing a world alone, a world he didn't participate in.

Xiaobao called out cautiously: "Master!"

Jiang Xiaosheng looked at Xiaobao and said, "You're still so fat, it seems that the adults have taken good care of you."

Without waiting for Xiaobao to speak, he said again: "Do you want to hear the story between me and Yuan'er?"

Hearing this, Xiaobao nodded.

That year, Master Jiang's parents both passed away due to an accident, and Master Jiang, who had gone out to study, had to come back to keep filial piety for his parents.

Not long after, a woman fleeing famine came to the village, bringing a six- or seven-year-old child with her. The woman was in poor health, and within a few days after arriving in the village, she died, leaving only one child alone.

The child was a little shy, but in order to survive, he went from house to house to help others with work, just to get a piece of pancake to fill his stomach. This child is Yuan'er.

Jiang Xiaosheng is a scholar who doesn't know how to do housework and is often in a hurry. Yuan'er came to Jiang's house to help him a lot. Jiang Xiaosheng was also generous and gave him a lot of food, so Yuan'er came frequently.

Gradually, the two became acquainted, Jiang Xiaosheng occasionally taught him how to read, and Yuan'er became his little book boy.

After getting acquainted completely, Yuan'er took over the Jiang family's housework and took care of Jiang Xiaosheng's daily life.

Xu Shi had a hard life since he was a child, and he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings. Yuan'er is like a little adult, and he does things steadily. Jiang Xiaosheng and him gradually became friends, and they depended on each other for life.

The two had a good life at first, until a wizard came to the village, and the wizard chose Yuan'er, who had no father and mother, as a sacrifice.

After Jiang Xiaosheng heard the news, he tricked Yuan'er to go to the temple to pray for him, saying that he was about to take the exam, and asked Yuan'er to go to a big temple farther away to make a wish to the Buddha for him, and pick him up after he finished the exam.

Yuan'er trusted him, so naturally he took his words to heart, secretly ran out of the village at night, and went to the monastery to pray for blessings for nearly seven years.

But Jiang Xiaosheng was burned to death on the night of the sacrifice.

"How did he know you were dead? How did he die? Where are the scholars?" After listening to the cowards in the audience, he cautiously raised his head from behind Xiaobao and asked.

"This..." After all, Jiang Xiaosheng was already on duty in the underworld. If it wasn't for the ghost of impermanence looking for him, he wouldn't even know that Yuan'er had turned into an evil ghost. The cowardly question caught him off guard.

"I know," Bai Wuchang, who turned back again, said, "Last year he heard in the monastery that the imperial examination was held every three years, and he thought it was strange that he didn't take the exam in that year, so he went back to look for you, but he learned that you were dead. He invited the villagers to drink to get the truth out, and that's why he felt revenge."

As he said that, he glanced at Jiang Xiaosheng, and said, "In order to become a ghost, he committed suicide in the wild, and his bones were eaten away by raptors and beasts, just to come back to avenge you."

In order to be able to watch Yuan'er reincarnated, Jiang Xiaosheng stayed in the underworld. He thought that he had more affection for that young man, but now he realized that the young man actually did this for him. Mixed flavors.

The author has something to say: When writing this chapter, the author felt very uncomfortable and couldn't sleep, so he said it with distress.

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~Who can understand me