The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng looked at him and said, "Please sit down, old man. Would you like to talk about what happened 18 years ago?"

The old man nodded, sat down at the table with a sigh, and said: "Everyone knows about the incident 18 years ago, because the exorcism stones we bought are not useful, and most of us poor people buy cheap ones, so we bought them that night. I suffered a disaster. Then I hid in the house and didn’t dare to go out. I had no choice but to grab the stones that the priests set up for us and put them at the door. I can only guarantee that there will be no ghosts in the house. Come in, but there is no ghost stone in the front of the formation, just like opening the door, more and more ghosts, the last shelter of home will be broken sooner or later."

The old man paused, Yu Shi and Uncle Li were covering their mouths and crying, and Ding Baocheng brought them a glass of water.

A group of children who had never seen the scene at that time gathered around the old man as if listening to a story, urging him to tell what happened next.

The old man stroked the hair of those children, and continued: "Later, Xianzong came and taught us a way..."

Kong Mingfan: "Xianzong?"

Ding Baocheng frowned and said, "Their method is to let you sacrifice living people?"

"Well, yes, we ordinary people were scared to death at that time, who can tell right from wrong, as long as we can survive..." The old man wiped away his tears, got up and knelt down for Mrs. Yu: "Sister? I'm sorry, but we were the ones who were deceived by the lard. It's been so many years... My conscience really can't bear it. Zhuzi died in peace, I'm old, let me pay for his life, and spare the children in our village. They are Innocent, neither of my grandkids lived past 20, enough...really enough. Too many dead."

Mrs. Yu was stunned, her eyes were blood red from crying, and she stared at the old man and laughed: "Now you know how it feels for your children and grandchildren to die before you? My Zhuzi died so badly. He was only 20 years old, and he will be able to marry a wife next year." Oh, but what about you? You said that he died on the road after going out to have a private meeting with his brother, that he deserved it? That brother was pointed out by you, and he also threw himself into the lake... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo The sins of these villains!"

He couldn't help crying as he spoke.

Ding Baocheng felt dizzy and nauseated for a while, Kong Mingfan hurriedly supported his shoulder: "Abao, what's wrong?"

Ding Baocheng pressed his forehead and shook his head: "It's okay, it's probably because the fetus moved a little bit."

"The fetus is moving? Then how can you say it's okay?" Kong Mingfan frowned, raised his voice and said to the crowd: "We can't wait until the child's hour, let's make a quick decision. Those of you who have committed crimes come out and kneel down to apologize, and give the dead souls Chanting scriptures to save lives, if you don’t, you will be at your own peril.”

But except for the old man who was still kneeling on the ground, no one stood up again.

"Okay," Kong Mingfan's eyes were sharp and cold, he glanced around and pointed to a few people in the crowd: "You guys, come out."

Those who were named trembled and looked around timidly, but no one was willing to stand up.

Ding Baocheng glanced at the eight people that Kong Mingfan pointed to, all of them were famous lawsuits on Tianming Point, he couldn't help thinking: Could it be that Kong Mingfan also has celestial clairvoyance?

Kong Mingfan: "Aren't you going to come out? Good. Back off, Bao'er."

Ding Baocheng retreated to the bottom of the corridor eaves in response, Kong Mingfan raised his hand and put a protective barrier in front of him, turning into a new shadow sword, and suddenly the wind and tide surged, and the surrounding air seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

Kong Mingfan's body was filled with cold killing intent, which shocked everyone around him into silence and did not dare to say another word.

He threw the sword in his hand to the ground and stabbed it straight in front of the group of people, then turned to Yu Shi and said, "Please bring me a bowl, if any of these people harmed your son, let him recognize it himself."

Everyone turned pale when they heard the words. Some people wanted to run but found that the door could not be opened, and climbing the wall seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. They all cursed: "Let us go out!"

"You evil Taoist priest who aids in evil! How dare you work hand in hand with ghosts!"

Kong Mingfan looked at them without fear, and said coldly: "Ghosts are not just a special name for dead people, living things that are not human can also be called living ghosts."

Ding Baocheng looked at Kong Mingfan dressed in black, who looked like a hell messenger and a righteous law enforcement officer. He really wanted to give Kong Mingfan a thumbs up. Some people are really not human!

Yu seemed to trust Kong Mingfan a lot, after all his aura was so convincing that Ruyan brought the bowl and handed it to him.

Kong Mingfan took it and nodded, "I'm sorry."

Mrs. Yu shook her head, then stepped back to Uncle Li's side and quietly looked at the people in the courtyard who were either panicking or yelling, thinking they were ridiculous and noisy.

Kong Mingfan turned his head and said to the locust tree next to him, "Who is your enemy, you can identify yourself."

The leaves swayed without wind, and those people saw bright red blood oozing from the ground under their feet.

A cowardly and gloomy voice came from under the tree: "Uncle and aunt, whoever dragged me out of the house and tied me to the cowshed to feed the ghosts, come out by yourself, my father and father are also old, I will count it as They won't kill you either. It's not my fault that your children can't live to be 20 years old. There are other people. Believe it or not, I won't explain too much as a dead person. I just want to be with my dad and Dad, but gradually I can't control the desire to kill. So I'm leaving tonight... If you don't promise that you won't bully my dad again, then just go with me."

The villagers were frightened to the point of madness when they heard the sound from the ground. Some cried and some simply squatted in the corner and began to cry.

Kong Mingfan glanced at Ding Baocheng, who was not looking well, and impatiently nodded the bowl in his hand and said, "Who will come first? It's easy to cut a hole in your hand with that sword and bleed. It doesn't matter, you can go."

He said so, but who dares to be the first?

The old man kneeling on the ground stood up with trembling legs, "I'll come first..." He said, walked to the sword under the attention of everyone, swiped his finger, and dripped blood into Kong Mingfan's bowl.

The leaves were blown off by the wind, and the gloomy boy's voice came again: "Third Uncle, let's go."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched and he couldn't help crying: "My child, it's the third uncle who is sorry for you, thank you... go to cast a good baby earlier, and I will take good care of my sister-in-law and Li in the future. brother."

The boy's voice was also choked with sobs: "Thank you."

The old man walked with a cane.

Seeing that the old man was safe and sound, the other people in the yard knelt down and kowtowed to the big locust tree: "We know we were wrong! Please spare us!"

They scratched the sword with their fingers and dripped blood. Kong Mingfan glanced at the bottom of the bowl and paused: "You can go."

Those people thankfully went out with tears in their eyes.

However, some villagers still saw that the cowardly and incompetent pillar became a ghost and was so useless, so they just hummed a few words and planned to blend in with the crowd and leave without kneeling down to apologize or cutting their fingers.

Xiao Zhuang asked Aunt Wu in a low voice: "Father, why don't you kneel down?"

Aunt Wu pulled Xiao Zhuang up from the ground: "You pig-headed, what are you doing kneeling on him? You are a dead ghost."

Pushed by his father, Xiao Zhuang walked out the door, worried: "Dad, why don't you kneel down and bleed?"

Aunt Wu slapped him on the head: "Kneel down, you bastard!"

Kong Mingfan looked at those people and whispered, "I don't know how to repent."

I saw those people who were going to follow out were bounced back by the invisible barrier at the door, including the previous Aunt Wu.

"Father? What's the matter with you!" Xiao Zhuang went out the door and looked back to see his father lying on the ground cursing him. He hurriedly wanted to go back to help him, but he didn't expect to be blocked by the barrier.

Kong Mingfan withdrew to the eaves of the corridor and stood with Ding Baocheng looking at the five people left behind in the yard.

Ding Baocheng said: "Really don't care?"

"It's over, life and death are fate, this is their own choice." Kong Mingfan held his hand and said calmly.

Yu Shi looked at those people who were being chased and killed by ghosts in the yard. He helped Uncle Li back to the house, and he didn't seem to have the heart to look any further.

Aunt Wu had her ears and scalp bitten off by the ghost lying on her back, and crawled to the eaves where Kong Mingfan and the others were in a bloody mess: "I beg you...help...help me! I know I was wrong, I really do. "

"Don't look, Ah Bao, it's too bloody." Kong Mingfan covered Ding Baocheng's eyes, looked down at Aunt Wu, who had another arm bitten off, and said, "It's too late. I could pay for my life by admitting my mistake. If you don’t choose to repay with your life, it’s kind of you.”

Ding Baocheng: "..."

Not long after, the screaming became weaker and weaker, and Kong Mingfan put down his hands covering Ding Baocheng's eyes: "Okay, let's go back."

Ding Baocheng looked at the courtyard that had returned to normal. There was no blood, and the big locust tree had withered.

Those five people were lying on the ground and rolled all over in mud, like five dogs, stuffing mud into their mouths like crazy, but they didn't bleed and were injured.

Ding Baocheng said: "Did you use a trick to deceive your eyes? You have fooled the ghost."

Kong Mingfan smiled: "You also fooled Abao's eyes, didn't you?"

"Then them?" Ding Baocheng pointed to the funny people on the ground.

Kong Mingfan said: "They have received the punishment they deserved. It is obviously better to live than to really kill them."

Ding Baocheng said: "You mean, we can punish the karmic debts they committed, and also make Xiaozhuzi not bear the burden of human life and go to hell with less punishment?"

Kong Mingfan patted his head: "A Bao is really smart."

Ding Baocheng felt that Kong Mingfan was not only a playwright but also a black-bellied person, and he had a day when his eyes were dull, so he said displeased: "Where are you praising the child? I don't feel very happy..."

"As long as I'm happy." Kong Mingfan chuckled, "Go back."

Ding Baocheng: "..."

After he finished speaking, he withdrew the barrier and let people outside the door come in and carry the five people who were still lying on the ground digging in the mud back. In the gratitude of the villagers, Ding Baocheng told them to go home quickly.

Kong Mingfan drove Ding Baocheng back to Qing Yunzong with a cloud.

The moonlight is as bright as washing.

Ding Baocheng folded his arms and looked at him: "I didn't realize that you are not only excellent at swordsmanship, but also at blinding eyes."

Kong Mingfan sat cross-legged on the cloud and said: "In the future, Ah Bao will discover more about me."

"Hehe." Ding Baocheng wanted to beat him up.

Kong Mingfan patted his legs: "Come and sit?"

Just as Ding Baocheng was about to refuse, he was attracted by a strong force and threw himself on Kong Mingfan's body. Sitting between his legs, he felt his legs being poked by a hard object. He said angrily, "You are shameless!"

【Finish】

Author's gossip: After the experience, Daoist Ding will go to participate in the selection contest immediately, and the husband and wife will join hands to slap the face to help the big suzerain feel proud.