Mismarried

Chapter 33

The mountain breeze is slightly cool, and the fragrance has not dissipated.Lu Zhile regained his senses from the gentle sunset, and said: "Okay, the two antecedents have drifted away, and the remaining evil consequences should be dealt with."

Hua Mu also came back to his senses, and said, "Let's find out where this is first, so that the city bureau can contact the local police to deal with these corpses..." Before he finished speaking, there were several ear-piercing screams behind him .

A few people turned their heads, and among a group of corpses, there were four soul bodies that were being burned by the crimson karmic fire.Guo Zhengyang was startled: "Yu Huanyun actually cast the Fire Curse of Karma?" He just felt from the Yin Qi released by Yu Huanyun just now that she had a Taoism that didn't match the age of her death, but he never expected that she would even get karma. Fire spells can be cast!

The Karmic Fire Curse is a spell passed down by Taoism for hundreds of years to punish high-level evil spirits. It invites the fire of purgatory, and it cannot invite people or ghosts who are not highly skilled.And Yu Huanyun had only been dead for five years, not to mention the fire curse, she couldn't even draw a spell of the fire curse, otherwise she would have burned herself.

Lu Zhile frowned and shook his head, he was also confused.

Hua Mu also had some understanding of the Karmic Fire Curse, and said, "Revenant Flower, the Karmic Fire Curse, this is enough to show that she has a powerful support behind her."

Yu Huanyun is only a new ghost and can still deal with it. If it is true that Yu Huanyun has a powerful support behind him as Hua Mu said, then this person or ghost who can invite Karmic Fire will be a bit tricky. When he had a headache, Zhefeng said: "Xiaoyue, if you want to know who it is, I can ask for you."

Lu Zhile's eyes lit up, "Ask who?"

Zhefeng said: "Ask them, but you have to ask for a drop of blood from a living person."

Lu Zhile: "That's easy to say, I'll give it to you." He raised his hand to bite his finger, but Zhefeng quickly stopped him, saying: "Your blood is not acceptable, I have to ask for his." He looked at Zhuo Hai.

Zhuo Hai looked at him blankly.

Lu Zhile looked at Zhuo Hai, then at Zhefeng, and said with a smile: "Then what, Zhefeng, Brother Yang and Brother Hai have the same blood type, why don't you use his blood."

"..." If this is bleeding for others, Guo Zhengyang will definitely scold Lu Zhile for being a little heartless, but that person is Zhuo Hai, weighing the pros and cons, let's bear it, he said: "Yes Ah Zhefeng, just use my blood," he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand, as if he was generous to die, "here, take as much as you want, hurry up, if there is any more ink stains, they will be burned."

Zhefeng didn't even look at it, and still said: "You can't do it, you can only use his." He smiled, and said to Zhuo Hai: "Use a drop of your blood to catch a ghost, wouldn't you be unwilling?"

Zhuo Hai's silent eyes trembled slightly, "Futong Temple takes eliminating evil spirits as its mission, as long as it can catch the evil spirits, let alone a drop of blood, even if it takes a life, I can hand over those two younger brothers to you. .”

Those two cheap brothers: "......"

Very angry, but dare not retaliate.

"But what if you take my blood and can't find that ghost?" Zhuo Hai stared at Zhefeng like a falcon.

Zhefeng didn't answer the words, "You're not delaying time, are you? Also, when they are all burnt out, your blood won't be needed."

At this time, Deng Qu leaned over and said weakly: "This... brother, why don't you use my blood, brother Zhuo Hai is a little... afraid of pain." He tremblingly stretched out an index finger.

Zhuo Hai glanced at him, "Your blood is for a fart." As he spoke, his thumb guided his spiritual power, and his fingertip made a cut in the wound on the pulp of his index finger. A few seconds later, a trace of blood spilled out.

Zhefeng raised his hand to hook a drop of blood, and with a flick of his finger, the blood split into four in mid-air and accurately hit the four fireballs.He silently recited the mantra, and when he finished, he asked as if bewitched, "Who is here?"

The four said their names separately.Zhefeng asked again: "Who cast the curse?"

After a moment of silence, the four answered differently:

"long hair."

"A red dress."

"ghost."

"fake."

Hearing the phrase 'fake', Zhefeng frowned.The principle of throwing blood to ask for directions is undoubtedly to give addicts a mouthful of long-awaited drugs, which will make them forget their pain and themselves at the last moment, and at this time they will give them a mouthful of benefits. People know everything, and they can't lie, and this method can be done with any blood, it's not that Lu Zhile's blood is not good, it's just that Zhefeng doesn't want to see him bleed, it's not that Zhuo Hai's blood is necessary, it's just that he just looks at him It's not pleasing to the eye, but one thing is true-only three questions can be asked.

Zhefeng thought that two questions would be enough, but he didn't expect the ghost to be so cunning. After casting the curse, he hid himself tightly. , he asked: "What is fake?"

One fireball replied: "That ghost's..." Before he finished speaking, the four fireballs were all burned by the karmic fire, leaving no trace of broken souls.

"Damn it!" Lu Zhile scolded, "He's not in a hurry to reincarnate, so he can't finish his sentence! He said he wanted to take me away with half of it!"

Zhefeng said: "Xiaoyue, don't worry, there are not many ghosts with high Taoism, and they will always find him."

Lu Zhile gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me find him, or I'll burn his long hair into a bald head with purgatory fire."

The setting sun sank to the western mountain, and there was no moonlight on the barren mountain. At this moment, there were no flames and fireballs in the Taoist temple, and it was suddenly pitch black. Lu Zhile fell silent after cursing.

In the silence, the mountain wind is even more treacherous. Deng Qu's courage is not as big as his fingernails. When he is afraid, he subconsciously hides behind people. Zhefeng is the closest to him, and he clutches it like a sieve. Zhefeng grabbed Zhefeng's sleeve, but before he could get any closer, Zhefeng pulled out his sleeve and said bluntly: "This... little monk, I have married Xiaoyue, I hope you will respect yourself. "

Lu Zhile: "......"

Light Song: "... Huh?"

I couldn't see everyone's emotions and faces clearly in the dark, only heard a burst of footsteps, Deng Qu's heart was chilled, and his hair stood on end. Just as he wanted to cry, he felt his arm being held by a cool palm, and he hadn't reacted yet , I heard Zhuo Hai's voice, "Are you scared?"

There was no tenderness in his voice, but it still gave Deng Qu a sense of security. Just when he was about to say that he was not afraid, he heard Zhuo Hai say: "That's just for you to practice your courage. While it's dark, Hurry up and save these dead people."

Deng Qu rolled his eyes, and before he was dizzy, Zhuo Hai said in a deep voice, "I'm dizzy, I'll save you."

Deng Qu curled her lips, Dou Da's tears glistening in the dark night.

Two cheap brothers: "..."

It's okay, these are all small scenes, let's cheer for the little lights.

Hua Mu: "..."

Sure enough, there are no decent people in Futong Temple.

Seemingly feeling it, Zhuo Hai suddenly turned around and said, "Zhengyang is going to catch a ghost, ask where it is so that we can notify the police to collect the corpse."

Guo Zhengyang immediately said: "Okay senior brother." In order not to frighten Deng Qu, he went outside the gate of the Taoist temple to light the Yin Zhao Talisman.Spirit fire burning talisman, talisman ember, ghosts come.It is an old ghost, dressed in a black shroud, with full temples and gorgeous hair, with no complaints in the hall, a peaceful ghost who has died of his life.Guo Zhengyang asked politely: "I'm sorry, old man, I didn't intend to disturb your rest, I just wanted to ask where this place is when I invited you here."

Although the old man has a skinny face and sunken cheeks, it is not difficult to see how kind and kind-looking he was before he was born. He said slowly: "Here, this is Mount Xiantai, and behind you is a..." The old man thought hard for a moment, "Oh, yes, It’s Xian Chongguan, which has been abandoned for a long time, and people in the village say it’s haunted.”

The old man spoke with a slight accent, but fortunately he spoke slowly, so Guo Zhengyang could still understand him. He remembered the endless grievances in the afternoon, and continued to ask: "Then do you know why this place is haunted?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know. It's been a long time. My grandpa said that it was haunted when my great-grandpa was there. If you young people are fine, don't run here. It's very dangerous."

Guo Zhengyang replied: "Okay, I will pay attention, you haven't told me where this is, old man." Afraid that the old man would say the name of the mountain again, he said directly: "I'm asking which province this is."

The old man said: "Oh, this is Hangzhou Province. There is a town called Xuquan Town at the foot of the mountain. There is a farmhouse in the town called Xulai. The food in it is delicious."

It was probably opened by the relatives of the old man, Guo Zhengyang thought so, and said: "Thank you old man, if you have time after going down the mountain, you must go to taste it."

Guanli.Sitting cross-legged in the golden enchantment, the lantern song twitched and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra. Under the cover of a huge Buddha lotus, he looked weak and pitiful. A string of sandalwood beads was covered with the chanter Wronged tears.And Zhuo Hai leaned against the pillar beside him and closed his eyes, his brows were full of impatience.Lu Zhile peeked here from time to time, afraid that Zhuo Hai couldn't bear it, and he had to collect Xiao Dengqu's body. Collecting the body is not a problem, the key is that he doesn't know how to recite the Tibetan scriptures.

But he can babble, and when he babbles, he can't be idle for a moment. After a while, he secretly asks Zhefeng whether Brother Hai forgot to bring the skill of smiling when he was born. Zhefeng doesn't want to talk about Zhuo Hai, so he casually answers that he doesn't know.After a while, he went to Hua Mu's side and asked her what she thought of Brother Yang. Hua Mu felt that the people in Futongguan were not normal, so he bluntly answered that he was not very good.The two living people didn't pay much attention to him, and he was in a hurry to chat with Shi Qi. He had consumed a lot of spiritual power in the afternoon of Shi Qi Yi, and he was a little weak at the moment, but he was obviously only three points pitiful, but he had to pretend to be eight points pitiful Come and ask Lu Zhile for a cup of coffee.

Well, I can't chat today, but fortunately Guo Zhengyang came back at this time, Lu Zhile's mouth was itchy, and he hurriedly greeted enthusiastically, "Brother Yang, come here quickly."

Guo Zhengyang ignored him, went straight to Zhuo Hai and told him about the geographical location, Zhuo Hai didn't even open his eyes after hearing this, "Got it, go talk to Hua Mu, she should handle the rest of the matter gone."

Guo Zhengyang said hello, and after the answer, he had time to take a look at the poor little lantern song.Under the golden Buddha's light, a small tear-stained face looked like a crabapple after the rain, but he couldn't be disturbed during the salvation period, so he didn't say much, and returned to Lu Zhile's small group.

Lu Zhile, a playwright, came online, "Oh brother Yang, I'm starving to death, do you have any biscuits on you?"

"No, lose weight." Guo Zhengyang sat closer to Hua Mu.

Lu Zhile scolded him.Hua Mu asked, "Did you ask where this is?"

Guo Zhengyang replied one by one: "Hangzhou Province, Xiantai Mountain, Xianchongguan, there is Xuquan Town at the foot of the mountain, and there is a farmhouse with a cool breeze that is very delicious."

Xiantai Mountain....Xian Chongguan....

Zhefeng, who was silent at the side, smacked this sentence several times. After a while, he looked around. With the golden light of Buddha lotus, he could see that the empty broken courtyard was covered with thick dust and fallen leaves, and the left side was mottled and broken. A circular censer about an inch high is lying on the bottom of the cracked wall, and a wooden board like a swing is scattered at the bottom of the wall next to the locust tree on the right.He got up and turned around to look at the row of half-decker wooden houses behind him. Looking along the corridor on the left, he could only see a dark corner. His vision from light to dark was somewhat blurred. In a blur, he seemed to see A child who was crying loudly, and immediately, a childish voice came to the ear along with the crying of grievance-brother, I am afraid.

Zhefeng's heart tightened, and he unconsciously took two steps forward.Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist, and he turned around. It was Lu Zhile, and he asked with a puzzled expression, "What are you looking at so preoccupied, you ignored me after I called you twice."

Zhefeng came back to his senses, and then looked back at the corner, there was nothing but depression.His mind was empty, and he said sleepily, "I didn't see anything." After a pause, he asked again, "What's wrong? What did you call me?"

Since knowing Zhefeng for more than a month, Zhefeng has never been so perfunctory to him. I don't know what emotion is at work, Lu Zhile suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart, he let go of Zhefeng's wrist, "It's nothing."

The author has something to say: Really, this article made me realize very clearly that I am really good at it, and the more I write, the more powerless I am. T^T