God lures him to attack

The brilliance of dawn outlines the appearance of the village. This village is far away from the capital, and it is a village in the Longshan area.Compared with the capital, this place is much shabby, with thatched houses and bamboo buildings everywhere, and decent shops do not exist here.

Countryside!

This was the only thought Lu Yao had when he arrived at the village entrance with Mo Xi.

The three stood at the entrance of the village, looked forward, and saw the two men from last night.

A group of people surrounded them and listened to them describe the weird events of last night. Those two people not only exaggerated, but also added fuel.

"We are really not ghosts." When Gan Zongde uttered these words, the two men looked like they saw a ghost, and their screams scared away the villagers who heard their nonsense.

"Shenxian Lu, why don't you change your clothes?" Gan Zongde turned to look at Lu Yao, thinking that he was the source.

"You think I'm really a fairy, and I can change into a suit of clothes just by turning around?" Lu Yao rolled his eyes, feeling that if he could return to the 21st century in the future, he would not be able to change his habit of rolling his eyes at this similar face.

The sound of mourning sounded, and the white paper and copper coins in the distance were blown all over the sky by the wind

Flying, the smell of burning paper money lingers in the air, a group of people in linen and filial piety came carrying the coffin, weeping and throwing paper money along the way.

For some reason, the wind suddenly picked up, blowing dust and dust on the ground, blurring the vision.

Lu Yao protected Mo Xi and retreated to the side eaves. The three of them raised their sleeves to cover their faces to prevent flying sand from entering their eyes.

"Lian'er, why did you go like this, what do you want me to do, my dear Lian'er..." A man followed beside the coffin, crying to the ground.

"Son, don't be too sad, you can't be resurrected after death, let's be sad, mother will find you a daughter-in-law again." An old woman with a bitter face persuaded, trying to pull the man away from the coffin.

At this moment, the wind rose and the clouds surged, the sky changed suddenly, and thunder flashed.

The group of people carrying the coffin were shaken by the strong wind, and the coffin was on the verge of falling. Finally, the heavy sound stopped the strong wind.

The burden carrying the coffin broke from the middle, and the coffin fell heavily, stirring up dust.

"What's going on here?" The coffin bearers staggered around a few steps, and gathered again, not knowing why the burden suddenly broke.

"Lian'er, don't you want to leave me, Lian'er." Seeing the coffin falling to the ground, the man threw himself on the coffin and cried bitterly.

At this time, thunder and lightning billowed from the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck towards the coffin.

"Be careful!" Lu Yao quickly pulled the man away and stepped aside.

The lightning strike just now struck the coffin, and the three long and two short coffin boards were torn apart.

A female corpse in white clothes was lying on the bottom of the coffin, the clothes and hair were blown lightly by the wind, it was very frightening.

This is not an ordinary female corpse, but a female corpse with a protruding abdomen. It looks like she died of dystocia.

"Look quickly, why does this woman have nails between her eyebrows?" The mourners gathered around, and only then did they discover the abnormality on the woman's body.

The three of Lu Yao also followed them to see what happened.

This woman named Lian'er kept her eyes wide open, with a long nail pierced between her brows, she looked particularly terrifying.

"Lian'er, I came back late. I shouldn't have left you at home alone. I should have been by your side." The man who escaped a thunderbolt hugged the woman's corpse and burst into tears, as if he had deep feelings, but The man's mother frowned, trying to separate him from the female corpse.

Gan Zongde stepped forward and walked around the female corpse. A long nail was inserted between the eyebrows, both palms and the soles of the feet of the female corpse, and a "卍" character was engraved on the top of the spike.

"Who nailed these nails?" Although Gan Zongde was a magic stick, he also

Not knowing anything, he could tell at a glance that this woman died with resentment. After death, her three souls and seven souls were sealed in her body, and she was not allowed to enter reincarnation, so she died with regret.

"It's my mother. She said that this is a ritual for Lian'er to join a good family in her next life." The man knelt beside the corpse, sobbing.

Gan Zongde glanced at the old woman, thinking in his heart, it's really vicious.

"Then you may have been deceived by the charlatans. This will not allow the dead to rest in peace." Gan Zongde didn't explain the mystery, he turned to look at Lu Yao, and asked him to draw a fixing spell, and then stuck it on the body of the female corpse.

"This female corpse cannot be buried, it must be burned, otherwise the corpse will be defrauded." Gan Zongde said, pulling out five long nails from the female corpse's body one after another.

The spike was pulled out, the female corpse's wide-open eyes slowly closed, and it became peaceful, and the wind around it also stopped.

"I am the fifth generation descendant of the Gan family, and I am proficient in Qimen Dunjia, Eight Diagrams and Five Elements. If you are willing to take us in for a few days, I can do a ritual ceremony for you for free and keep your village safe." Gan Zongde looked serious, A Taoist robe made him look quite immortal.

"Okay, okay, it's settled like this." The old woman nodded hastily.

As a result, a ritual ceremony was held the next night at the place where the woman was alive.

The backyard of the residence.

There were many mourners kneeling in the backyard, and some ignorant kids stood on tiptoes and watched from the fence, and then were taken away by the adults holding their ears.

Gan Zongde stood in front of the altar with his eyes closed and recited the mantra of passing away. The bonfire behind him jumped, burning the dead woman lying on the firewood. The husband of the dead woman was still crying, unable to accept the fact that his wife had left.

Both Lu Yao and Mo Xi changed into coarse sackcloth, sitting among a group of villagers dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, they looked eye-catching.

"Well, your name is Lu Yao?" Mo Xi turned her head to look at the smooth side face by the light of the fire, the owner of the side face was taken aback for a moment, met his gaze and nodded.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yao asked.

"I, want to go to the latrine." Mo Xi looked embarrassed, but really panicked.

The word "thatched cottage" turned in Lu Yao's mind for a week, and finally it was converted into a toilet in modern Chinese.

"I'll take it to look for it." After saying that, Lu Yao got up and took Mo Xi's hand and walked out of the backyard. The two walked around for a long time, but they didn't see anything like a hut.

Finally, Lu Yao dragged Mo Xi into the woods.

"You pull it, I'll help you watch the wind." Before turning around, Lu Yao helped him to hold Zhou's hand.

The weeds trampled down.

"Relieve here?" Mo Xi was confused for a moment, her expression was subtle.

"Someone just died in this village. If you go to the hut, it's easy to see a ghost." Lu Yao said gloomyly, turning his face deliberately to scare Mo Xi.

Mo Xi shuddered, and subconsciously looked around.

Lu Yao chuckled, poked him between the eyebrows, and said, "I'm just kidding you, you're so timid."

In fact, Mo Xi is not a timid person, he just lived in the shadow of Bai Qiancha for so long that he was always startled after leaving, for fear of encountering terrible things.

"If you're afraid, I'll hold your hand." Lu Yao smiled, held his hand, and turned his back.

He heard the sound of Mo Xi's clothes being rubbed, and then the sound of clear water splashing on the dead branches and leaves.

Not far away, a faint fire flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp.

what is that?

Lu Yao couldn't help looking into the distance, only to see the erratic fire light fixed on a certain tree, and a white shadow also stopped.