Grandpa

As soon as Shao Yun went to agree, Village Chief Song was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Then why don't we leave now!"

Shao Yun nodded.

A group of villagers from Songjia Village put the gifts in the hands of villagers from Guanshan Village next to them, hugged Shao Yun and got on the tricycle they drove over.

"Hey—" Before the village chief called them to stop, the tricycle had already driven away.

The village chief frowned, and called his son He Hansheng: "Hansheng, bring a few people to help."

"Okay." He Hansheng nodded.

"By the way, take the cauldron from Zhang's family with you." After finishing speaking, the village chief put his hands behind his back, and he had to go to Zhao's house, after all, he borrowed the pot from his family.Now that so many people have been cooked, it makes me feel disgusted to think about it. I am afraid that this pot is useless, so I have to tell others first.

Here the tricycle returned to Songjia Village in a hurry. As soon as they entered the village, there was a faint rotten smell, and the whole Songjia Village was shrouded in resentment.

Shao Yun went to a few families who were plagued by resentment, and after confirming that their symptoms were the same as those of the Zhang family, he frowned and said, "The medicinal materials—"

Village head Song interrupted him directly: "It's been ready for a long time." After they received the news, they specially sent a group of people to the county to get medicine, and brought back those who had been sent to the county hospital by the way.He added: "The cauldron has also been found."

With such a proper preparation, if he was bitten to death, he would definitely not die, right?

Shao Yun went and nodded: "In this case, let's start boiling the potion!"

"Okay." Village Chief Song nodded hastily. He turned around and greeted the villagers of Songjia Village beside him. Those who fetched water fetched water, and those who lit fire...

With the help of He Hansheng and other villagers in Guanshan Village, five cauldrons were quickly set up in the open space in front of the ancestral hall of Songjia Village.

Shao Yun went to look at the patients carried out by the villagers of Songjia Village, most of them were old people and children.They are either physically underdeveloped or degenerate.Therefore, compared with able-bodied adults, they are more likely to be attacked by resentment.

He can also directly remove the grievances in their bodies, but the process is bound to be extremely painful, and their internal organs will be damaged if they are not careful, which is why he chooses to use such a troublesome method to save people.

After all the twenty or so people had been rescued, Shao Yun went to ask, "Village Chief Song, where is Baldy Song now?"

"It's locked up at his house!" Such a big incident was all caused by Baldy Song, how could they let Baldy Song go.

If it wasn't for the sake of the same ancestor, it wouldn't be as simple as just beating him up and locking him up.

"Take me to see!"

Before Shao Yun could finish his sentence, at this moment, the resentment pervading the Song Family Village suddenly surged, and instantly gathered into two sharp blades, attacking a cauldron on the open ground.

His pupils shrank, and the orange cat on his shoulder flew up and charged at the nearest cauldron.With a flick of its tail, several middle-aged men who were close to the cauldron were sent flying away, and then a sharp blade was scattered with its claws.

Shao Yun didn't care about being surprised, and followed closely, Yang Jing gathered in the palm of his hand, and he slapped it, hitting another sharp blade.

"boom--"

The moment the yang essence collided with the sharp blade of resentment, it was like a gust of wind passing through the open space, with broken stones splashing and dust flying.

The surrounding villagers of Songjia Village hid in the ancestral hall in panic.

The air stagnated for a moment, and then the wind blew up, and sharp blades of resentment attacked Shao Yunqu and Jumao one after another.

One person and one cat are vigorous and evil, dodging the sharp blades that are coming from the rapid fire, and no longer confront each other head-on.

The resentment in the air became thinner and thinner, probably knowing that Shao Yun could not go to them, but wasted his own strength in vain. As the last sharp blade fell, the dense fog in the air gradually dissipated.

As the wind and waves subsided, Shao Yun went to look at the orange cat squatting on the ground licking its paw not far away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Little thing, you're not bad at it!"

The orange cat shook its tail, its exquisite cat eyes stared slightly: "Meow~"

This apprentice is also more powerful than it imagined.

Village Chief Song, who was hiding behind the big red wooden door of the ancestral hall, slowly poked his head out, the panic in his eyes hadn't dissipated, he swallowed: "Big, big nephew—"

"What, help, help...don't kill me—ah——"

At this moment, a series of rapid screams came, instantly breaking the tranquility of the village.

Village Chief Song felt his spine go numb, and looked towards the source of the sound. He stared and said hesitantly, "Isn't that the direction of Bald Song's house?"

"Not good!" Shao Yunqu frowned, picked up the orange cat and threw it on his shoulder, and ran quickly in the direction of the scream.

Village Chief Song hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and ran out from behind the door to follow.

When we arrived at the gate of Song's house, there was a big lock hanging on the wooden door in front of the yard. Village Chief Song squeezed over panting, "I, I have the key here—huh."

As he spoke, he frantically took out a key from his pocket and opened the big lock.

Shao Yun kicked open the door and rushed in.

There was no one in the dilapidated mud-brick house, except for a pool of blood on the bed.

Shao Yun walked up to it, and it was still hot with blood on the quilt.

Village Chief Song was trembling. Why did another life happen in the blink of an eye? He was a little overwhelmed: "Nephew, what the hell is going on?"

Shao Yun went to frown, he came back to his senses, and looked at a large group of villagers from Songjia Village who were rushing in: "I'm going to ask you, what crime did you do?"

Village head Song stared wide-eyed: "Nephew, you can't say that. Our Song family village has lived here for decades, and my generation is already the sixth generation village head. Who in the nearby villages doesn't know about our Song family village?" The nature of the people in the village. I can guarantee that, except for trivial things and petty things, our village has never done anything outrageous."

Why did Village Chief Song dare to reassure Shao Yun so categorically? It was not because more than half of the young and strong in their Songjia Village joined the army during the Great Patriotic War and died on the battlefield.After the victory of the war, in order to set an example, the provincial government personally sent a silk banner to Songjia Village in recognition.Because of this, the villagers of Songjia Village have been proud for decades, obeying the law and never doing things that would damage the reputation of Songjia Village.

"that is--"

"Yes, you can't talk nonsense—"

……

The villagers of Songjia Village on the side agreed one after another, if it wasn't for Shao Yunqu's sake of saving their relatives just now, they would probably poke Shao Yunqu in the face and yell at him.

Shao Yun went to look at Village Chief Song suspiciously, and said euphemistically, "Then Bald Song—"

He remembered that He Rulin said that Song Guangtou's ex-wife was forced to jump into the river by him.

Village Chief Song held his breath in his throat, feeling like he was being slapped in the face instantly.

He smiled mischievously: "This, isn't this an exception?"

Shao Yun shook his head and explained: "If Song Guangtou just dug your ancestral graves, it is only natural for the elders in your village to deal with him. But it will never implicate you. Now you have also seen it, not only It was the villagers of your Songjia Village who suffered, and our Guanshan Village was also affected. Do you think your dead ancestors will want your life?"

Village head Song remained silent, only thinking that what Shao Yun said made sense.

Shao Yun continued: "Do you know what is harming you?"

A group of Songjia villagers looked at each other and shook their heads.

"It's resentment." Shao Yun went to ask himself and answer, "Since there is resentment, there is resentment spirit. The so-called resentment spirit must die with grievances, entangled in resentment. Unless the great hatred is avenged, they will not die and will not die."

"The resentment from the resentful spirit was stained on the brick, so the Zhang family who bought the brick suffered. But this brick came from the cemetery of your Song family village, and now you are also full of resentment in the Song family village. That's why I dare to say , if it weren't for the people in your Songjia Village doing something outrageous, why would this happen today."

Village head Song trembled: "Nephew, what do you mean—"

Shao Yun went to frown: "The resentful spirit is born, if you don't pay attention to it, you will be devastated. The one who attacked us in front of the ancestral hall just now is the resentful spirit itself. It is obvious that it has become a big trend. Right now, we can either help it revenge and send it to life, or destroy it." it!"

Village head Song's eyes lit up, and he said in a vicious voice, "We don't care if it wants to take revenge, but our village lost two lives for no reason, and so many people have suffered along with it. Nephew, you must not let it go."

Shao Yunqu could understand Village Chief Song's mood, but he still couldn't jump to conclusions, he just said: "Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win every battle, but I have to know what the source of this vengeful spirit is, so it's easier to deal with it. some."

Village Chief Song choked, and after all, the other party believed that he had done something outrageous in Song Family Village.

But this time he didn't refute. After listening to Shao Yunqu's words just now, he himself believed half of it.

He turned his head to look at the dark Songjia Village villagers below, and said sharply, "Tell me, who did the outrageous thing?"

A group of villagers from Songjia Village looked at each other and shook their heads scrambling to be the first.

Village Chief Song looked at Shao Yun with an uneasy expression, and said helplessly: "Let's not say that many people in our village have gone out to work, and there are not all of them here. Besides such a thing, who would Admit it?"

Shao Yun said lightly: "I know."

He said to He Hansheng who was on the side: "Uncle Hansheng, give me the things I brought over."

He Hansheng hurriedly brought a big plastic bag to him: "Here—"

Shao Yun came back to his senses, and said to Village Chief Song, "Cun Chief Song, please prepare me a table and a bowl of old rice from last year."

Village Chief Song couldn't figure it out, so he nodded and arrested a nearby villager to do it.

As soon as the table was moved, Shao Yun went to arrange the candlestick, incense burner, black dog's blood, bricks, etc. in order.

Then lit the left and right incense candles, twisted his face, picked up three incense sticks, lit them and inserted them into a large bowl full of old rice, then mixed a small half bag of cinnabar into the black dog's blood, picked up the writing brush next to it and poked it Put it into the porcelain bowl containing the blood of the black dog, and after stirring it 49 times [-] times quickly, said: "Ding——"

The blood in the porcelain bowl stopped instantly, and he picked up the brush to draw on the blank yellow paper in the middle of the table.

From the time when the pen was written to the time when it was closed, the villagers of Songjia Village who were watching could only feel that their eyes were blurred. With two fingers in front of him, eyes closed, muttering in his mouth, but he couldn't quite hear what he said.

About a minute later, Shao Yunqu suddenly opened his eyes, and the spell stopped.

"Pfft-"

Everyone was startled, and they didn't dare to breathe out.All I saw was that the talisman paper pasted on the brick caught fire and instantly turned into ashes.

Shao Yun stretched out his hand and said to He Hansheng who was at the side: "Uncle Hansheng, the kitchen knife—"

He Hansheng, who had no time to close his jaw, hastily handed him the kitchen knife in his hand.

Shao Yun went to take the knife, picked up the bricks on the table, and carefully cut the talisman paper on the bricks and the outermost layer of bricks into the porcelain bowl filled with black dog blood like cutting tofu.

After doing this, he raised his hand and pulled out the three sticks of incense that had just been inserted into the big bowl, then poured all the old rice in the big bowl on the table, and put the black dog's blood in the porcelain bowl together with the bricks Put it upside down on the old rice, and then shake it counterclockwise three times against the bottom of the bowl.

He picked up the Sanqing bell beside him and shook it quickly: "Dingling——"

Then he closed his eyes, stretched out two fingers, and continued chanting.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers finally heard clearly, only heard him read: "Yangming Dakui, Yuanji Wenchang. Ten thousand gods pay homage, and use thunder. Ghosts and demons are frightened, ghosts forget their shapes... there is a thunderbolt inside, and the god of thunder is invisible. .The golden light appears quickly, revealing your name and surname. Urgently, like a law, order—"

Shao Yunqu suddenly opened his eyes, and pointed at Chen Mi on the table with two fingers.

Everyone immediately stretched their necks, only to see that the porcelain bowl on the table exploded suddenly, and the old rice that had been dyed black and red underneath shook quickly, and gradually gathered into a name.

A young villager nearby read each word: "Song Jiaqing——"

"Who?" Someone exclaimed.

"Song Jiaqing." The young villager scratched his head and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"This is the name of the wraith." Shao Yun went to add.

Then I saw everyone looking at a middle-aged man at the back of the crowd in unison.

The middle-aged man staggered back a few steps with panic on his face. When he met everyone's disbelieving gazes, he subconsciously turned around and was about to flee through the door.

"Catch him!" Someone yelled, and the silent crowd immediately moved.

"You, what are you doing, let me go!"

In less than half a minute, two young men escorted the middle-aged man in and knelt on the ground.

"Zhao Weimin—" the village head caught his breath. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed his skirt, and spit: "Tell me, what's going on?"

He remembered Shao Yun's words, to die with injustice, to die with injustice—doesn't that mean that Song Jiaqing is dead?

His eyes turned red immediately, and he slapped Zhao Weimin on the face, leaving five bright red finger marks; "Say it!"

Zhao Weimin shrunk his body in horror, his eyes rolled in circles, obviously lacking in confidence, he said: "Village, the village chief, must have made a mistake, you, you forgot, Jiaqing, Jiaqing was not Did I send it to my mother? My mother and my elder brother live in the city, and my elder sister-in-law is the head teacher in the best experimental elementary school in the city. She can get Jiaqing into the experimental elementary school to receive the best education. I, I discussed it with you, do you remember?"

"Then you call your elder brother now, I want to hear Jiaqing's voice." Village head Song glared, took out a mobile phone from Zhao Weimin's pocket, and said sharply.

"What's going on?" Shao Yun looked at a villager in Songjia Village beside him.

If he remembers correctly, this middle-aged man seems to be one of the few people who were kicked away by the orange cat just now in the open space in front of the Songjia Village ancestral hall.

"What?" The man turned his gaze from Village Chief Song and the two, saw that it was Shao Yun, and quickly said, "Our village chief has a twin brother, and his brother has only one daughter named Song He."

He pointed to Zhao Weimin who was kneeling on the ground: "Then Zhao Weimin is the son-in-law of the old Song family. It seems that when his brother was admitted to university, the family had no money for him to study. Zhao Weimin heard that the Song family was looking for a son-in-law, so he sent it to him by himself. After leaving the door, he exchanged 3000 yuan in dowry money for his brother's tuition."

"Just two months ago, Song He got cancer and died. Zhao Weimin was also planning to pack up his things at home and join his brother. I remember he said a few days ago that he would send his son Song Jiaqing away..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Weimin, who was being held on the ground over there, took the mobile phone with trembling hands, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he couldn't press his fingers down.

Village head Song's heart was half cold. He snatched Zhao Weimin's cell phone and directly dialed the number signed by Big Brother.

Within a few seconds, the phone was connected, and a concerned voice came from the other side: "Hey, Weimin, have you packed all your things?"

Village Chief Song took a deep breath: "Hey, Zhao Weimin's elder brother, right? I'm Song Jiaqing's great-grandfather. I heard from Weimin that Jiaqing has arrived at your house, so I called to make sure. Is he there? Let him answer the phone."

"Oh..." The voice over there stagnated, and it took a while before he said slowly: "The person has arrived, it's like this, Jiaqing was taken to the amusement park by his grandma, it's been a while I can't come back either, or I'll call you when he comes back."

"No need." Village Chief Song suddenly calmed down: "Everyone is dead, where can you find someone to call me?"

"What, what—beep beep—"

Village head Song hung up the phone directly, Zhao Weimin and his brother's acting skills are too clumsy, he is not stupid!

There was a moment of dead silence in the scene. Village Chief Song suddenly lifted up the phone, dropped it heavily on the ground, and then kicked Zhao Weimin's heart with a bang.

He seemed to have tried his best, even though Zhao Weimin was pinned to the ground by two villagers, he was still kicked away by such a moment of force.

He said sharply: "Bastard—when did my old Song family treat you badly? The 3000 yuan is not enough for your brother's four-year college tuition. It's all my brother. Your father-in-law paid the money for your honesty... ...Jiaqing is your own son, you can do whatever you want."

That was the only blood of his brother, so it was gone, so how could he meet him after he died.

Zhao Weimin clutched his chest, curled up on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood while trembling, but he stopped trembling, and finally recovered.

When things got to this point, he couldn't escape. In this case, it's better to talk about it today.

He straightened up while half kneeling, and said with a sad smile, "My own son? Village chief, good uncle, are you sure Song Jiaqing is my own son?"

"What did you say?" Village Chief Song shrank his pupils and his body trembled.

Zhao Weimin was not forgiving. He looked around at the villagers of Songjia Village: "Do you think Song Jiaqing is my biological son?"

Catching Zhao Weimin's gaze, more than half of the people in Songjia Village couldn't help avoiding his gaze.Even the two young men who were about to step forward to grab him stopped subconsciously.

Village head Song looked at Shao Yunqu and the villagers of Guanshan Village beside him belatedly. Except for Shao Yunqu, who was expressionless, most of the villagers in Guanshan Village looked like they were watching the show.He felt chills in his heart. Today's incident got out, and their Songjia Village's reputation would be ruined for decades, or they would be stabbed in the back from now on.

Then I heard Zhao Weimin continue to say: "I have been in the Song family for 20 years. I abide by my duty, work honestly, and never dare to slack off. I also recognize people pointing and pointing in secret, but who told me to be the door-to-door son-in-law!"

While talking, he burst into tears: "But you all conspired to lie to me that my son is not like me because my nephew is like an uncle, and my son doesn't kiss me because I am tall and big and I am not lovable. You touch yourself My conscience, are you sorry for me? Which one of you present, I have never called uncle uncle, brother brother, nephew nephew. Yes, you have a group of great ancestors, and you are proud of them, but you can’t bully people like this!"

How could he not regret it.He regretted selling his dignity and the rest of his life for 3000 yuan.

At that moment, Village Chief Song's eyes flashed with guilt, but it was only for such a moment, he immediately poked his neck up again, and said bitterly: "But so what, since you became the door-to-door son-in-law, you should I understand that you should be a cow and a horse for the Song family all your life, not to mention that Jiaqing has called you your father for more than ten years."

"More than ten years—" He clapped his hands, "Even if you have a dog, you should have some affection, so why don't you do it."

what can he doThat was his own niece, his only niece.

Yes, he knew his niece was not a good thing.While still in school, she hooked up with a bum outside, and was coaxed and tricked into conceiving a child, but the other party patted her ass and left.They are grown-ups, and their discipline is not strict.A teenage girl, what can she know, she had a miscarriage without paying attention, and her body was injured.

Otherwise, they could recruit someone like Zhao Weimin to be their son-in-law. You must know that Zhao Weimin is seven years older than his niece.

But when her body was finally taken care of, the scum who coaxed her at the beginning found it again after being idle.She was still so stupid, she was so coaxed that she couldn't find her way in just a few words.

When they found out, the man slipped away quickly, and his niece was stuffed in his stomach again.

what can they doIf this child is lost again, his niece will at least lose half of her life.So they could only hold their noses and bully Zhao Weimin hard.

But they didn't feel guilty, because to put it bluntly, Zhao Weimin was bought by his Song family. This is what the ancestors said.After entering the Song family's door, he is a member of the Song family.

What's more, the Song family has never treated him badly, let alone short him of food and clothing; when his eldest brother married a wife, the Song family paid a third of the bride price; The fee was all given by the Song family.

Look at which daughter-in-law in the village has this treatment.If they dared to take a little bit of money from home, they would have to be kicked out of the house tomorrow.

Except for this matter that is really helpless, the Song family thinks they are worthy of him.

"How can I do it, how can I do it?" Zhao Weimin asked back in a daze, more like questioning himself, his eyes suddenly lit up: "How can I do it? I'm cowardly and honest For most of my life, I worked as a cow and a horse for the Song family for 20 years. In the end, my wife gave me a cuckold, and my son was a bastard. play."

He looked at Village Chief Song with burning eyes: "Why do you think I can do it? If a dog is in a hurry, he will jump over the wall. Village Chief, do you think I am too honest and obedient, and you want me to do it for nothing? I have kept that wild species for a lifetime. Originally, I just wanted to sell that little animal to the deep mountains and old forests for some money. After all, I have spent all my family savings to treat Song He's illness, but I can't go to my elder brother empty-handed, right? He also has a wife and children to support."

He is crazy, crazy willing.The years of depression in my heart are vented out, like a mighty flood, enough to wash away all reason.

"If you want to blame it, blame that little bastard for not listening to me and struggling desperately. Otherwise, why would I pick up an ashtray and smash it on his head in a fit of anger, and he wouldn't just die like that." Said Up to this point, Zhao Weimin's face remained unchanged. He didn't regret killing Song Jiaqing. The first panic was just because he was afraid that he would go to prison because of the murder. His elder brother and parents were still waiting for him to go home and reunite!

It just seemed that he was going to let them down now.

"You—" Village Chief Song caught his breath in his throat, his face flushed, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed over, punching and kicking Zhao Weimin.

"Enough." Shao Yun frowned and growled.

Isn't this just in response to the phrase "Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart."

Village Chief Song stopped his movements, turned around stiffly, looked at Shao Yun and said, "Nephew."

Shao Yun went expressionless: "The matter of resolving the wraith is imminent. I don't have time to listen to the grievances between you. I just want to ask you, the village chief, have you figured out how to deal with the wraith?"

This can be said to be very rude.

Village head Song withdrew his hands and feet, and Zhao Weimin on the ground was already dying with a bruised nose and swollen face.

He changed his tone without hesitation: "No matter what, Jiaqing is innocent. The culprits who caused this series of accidents should be Zhao Weimin and Song Guangtou. Song Guangtou should be dead, and Zhao Weimin can't stay!"

The meaning inside and outside the words is clearly to get rid of Zhao Weimin to avenge Song Jiaqing, so as to eliminate Song Jiaqing's grievances and send him to die.

The surrounding villagers were silent, obviously agreeing with Village Chief Song's statement.

They have always been united and united.Song Jiaqing was the child they watched grow up, so they couldn't just watch him lose his mind.What's more, the person who said this was the village head, who dared to refute.Don't be afraid that he will give you small shoes to wear.

Shao Yunqian's face remained unchanged, and he nodded: "I see."

This man is selfish.

The grievances and grievances between Zhao Weimin and Village Chief Song's family have different views from different angles, and he is lazy to understand.Just don't think so much, he just needs to handle things properly.

He walked up to Zhao Weimin and knelt down: "Where did you bury Song Jiaqing?"

Zhao Weimin barely opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and didn't speak.

"Are you going to tell me?" Village Chief Song on the side glared, rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to rush forward in the next moment.

Shao Yunqu frowned, and only said: "Speak up, and save yourself from suffering."

Facing the menacing Village Chief Song, Zhao Weimin was really scared. He subconsciously shook his body, and then gritted his teeth and said, "It was already midnight, and I carried his body out of the door in a panic. The grave was buried in it, and I remember two pine trees in that place."

"What? Isn't that my grandfather's grave?" Someone in the crowd shouted angrily.The man was cursing, if the people next to him didn't stop him, he might have rushed up.

Hearing this, Shao Yun went to stand up: "Okay, the matter is finally cleared up, Village Chief Song, please find ten people." He paused: "Five people come with me."

"This—" Village Chief Song hesitated a little, he looked at Shao Yun and said, "My nephew, is there any danger?"

Recalling the scene in front of the ancestral hall, he still has lingering fears.

Shao Yunqu frowned, and said in a bad tone: "According to what you said, wouldn't it be safer for me to pat my ass and leave now, not caring about anything?"

"Hehe." Village Chief Song's expression froze. He could see Shao Yunqu's current attitude. After all, such a thing happened, and he couldn't do anything about it.

He had no choice but to say in a low voice, "Then I'll make the arrangements."

Shao Yun went to find a stool and sat down. He simply hugged the orange cat into his arms, ignored its struggle, poked its meat pad, and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy."

As soon as the orange cat stopped struggling, it patted the back of Shao Yunqu's hand.

"Meow meow meow--"

Dengtuzi, sir, I will cover you.

Shao Yun was shocked by the sudden gentleness of the cat uncle, he climbed up the pole, and tentatively plucked the fur on the orange cat's back.

"Meow~"

Touch again--

The orange cat limply lay on Shao Yunqu's lap.

Stupid apprentice, I don't care about you, meow.

After half an hour.

"Remember, don't untie the red string on your body at any time. The talisman paper I gave you must be worn next to your body, understand?"

"Clear, understand."

……

Shao Yun went to hold Zhao Weimin, who was tightly bound, and walked towards the back mountain with Village Chief Song and four other middle-aged men who didn't know what reward they had lured over.

The sun was at noon, but from the moment he stepped into the woods, the surrounding wind was constant, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

When we reached the ridge, graves and tombstones began to appear in sight. Village Chief Song, who was following closely behind Shao Yunqu, couldn't help tightening his clothes, trembling: "Nephew—"

Shao Yun shook off the rags that wrapped the copper coin sword, and said in a deep voice, "Let's begin!"

After finishing speaking, two of the four middle-aged men who followed behind him planted three sticks of incense in front of the passing tombstone, and two threw paper money into the air.

Shao Yun went to shake the Sanqing bell: "Zhao Weimin is here, Song Jiaqing, you can redress your grievances, revenge, and show up quickly..."

"jingle--"

With the shaking of the Sanqing bell, Shao Yunqu's voice instantly spread throughout the entire foothills, echoing continuously.

At this moment, after a burst of invisible fluctuations, strands of gray-black resentment rose from the ground, instantly shading the sun from the sun.

Seeing that the sky was clear just now, but it completely darkened in a blink of an eye, the entire group of Songjia Village felt cold all over, and they subconsciously huddled together.

Village head Song shrank his neck and looked around, and said, "Jiaqing, I am your grandpa, don't scare me, grandpa is old, don't scare me..."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his left ear, and subconsciously turned his head to the left.

Then he was facing a small gray face with a hollow on his forehead, and red and white brains were bubbling out, his small body was floating in the air.

Village Chief Song rolled his eyes, and was about to faint from fright.

Song Jiaqing tilted his head, grinned softly, and brought up a gust of wind: "Grandpa, are you here to play with me, I feel so uncomfortable staying here alone."

As he spoke, he held Village Chief Song's hand, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The cool feeling from the palm of his hand brought Village Chief Song back to his senses in an instant. He snapped away from Song Jiaqing's hand, and staggered back two steps.Then he looked at Song Jiaqing with a layer of disappointed eyes instantly.

Looking at it this way, the panic in Village Chief Song's heart suddenly disappeared by three points, but he was still terribly afraid, and with difficulty pulled out a smile: "Jia, Jiaqing, I didn't come to play with you."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he hurriedly pointed to Zhao Weimin in Shao Yunqu's hand: "Look, I sent Zhao Weimin to you. If he kills you, Grandpa will let him pay for your life, okay?"

"Zhao Weimin?" Song Jiaqing's face darkened, and the resentment around him suddenly raged, and his whole body was terrifying.He suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhao Weimin, who was delirious in Shao Yun's hand.

"That's right, that's him," Village Chief Song said hurriedly, "Don't hate me anymore, many people in the village are sick because of you, remember the third grandma who used to give you sweets, she and his wife Died. I will give you Zhao Weimin, you can kill or cut it up as you like, and you can let go of your grievances in peace, and go to reincarnation, okay?" It was just that he didn't say clearly that he would stop harming them.

Song Jiaqing's eyes turned cold, and he kept his mouth shut.

long silence.

"Jiaqing, don't scare grandpa. Grandpa will remember to burn paper money and your favorite roast chicken for you every new year and festival." Village head Song felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being targeted by something. Same, said in a panic.

"Okay." Hearing this, Song Jiaqing suddenly raised his head and smiled at Village Chief Song.

"Woo—" Hearing what Song Jiaqing said, Village Chief Song finally felt relieved.

"But how many conditions do I have?" Song Jiaqing said with eyebrows raised.

"what?"

Song Jiaqing pointed to the grave mound under the two pine trees behind him, and said, "I'm sleeping in there now, but there was an old man living there, and his bones made me panic. Grandpa, can you give me something?" Do you want to sleep somewhere else?"

"Okay, okay." As long as Song Jiaqing is willing to let go, Village Chief Song can agree to anything.

"Also, I watched those people die on TV, and their relatives made the murderer kneel in front of their graves, and then killed him for revenge. Grandpa, when my grave is repaired, you can do the same, okay?" Song Jiaqing tilted his head and said.

Hearing this, Village Chief Song couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, Song Jiaqing was still a child, and his thinking was not sound, so he was easy to coax.

He hurriedly said: "Then grandpa will dig out your body now, okay?"

"Okay~" Song Jiaqing responded quietly.

For some reason, Village Chief Song thought that Song Jiaqing was weird, but he didn't care too much, and led someone to the grave with a shovel.

Shao Yun went to stand under the tree, quietly looking at Song Jiaqing who looked harmless.

The other party raised his head and gave him a self-confident smile: "Big Brother, what are you looking at me for?"

Shao Yun turned his head when he heard the words, only to see that Village Chief Song had already dug up the brick wall.

A familiar rancid smell came out.

He stretched out his hand to stop Village Chief Song and the others, "I'll—"

The few people were already terribly afraid, and when they heard that Shao Yun was going to do it themselves, they couldn't wait to get out of the grave.

A large piece of the brick wall in the grave was missing, it was the one that Baldy Song dug away in the middle of the night.The more you dig in, the more stubble you get.

Suddenly Shao Yun stopped, and a piece of blue cloth suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.He grabbed the fabric and lifted it up vigorously, and the body of a naked-headed adult man was thrown to the side of the mound by him