my God

Once the ugly time was over, it was dawn outside, and Song Yan and Wu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they kept burning paper and chanting scriptures to dissolve the remaining grievances in the house, not only did the two of them smell of paper dust, but they were also parched and exhausted.

"It's all over now, I'm sure it's all right, I'll take a break!" Wu Changsheng stood up, moved his numb legs, and stretched his stiff waist.

Song Yan also stood up and walked to the corner.

The two of them stayed near the door last night after carrying Wang Kuan back, and did not go inside the mourning hall for fear of further accidents.Now that it was dawn, Song Yan went to check it out.

He first looked at the condition of the deceased.After pricking the acupoints last night to deflate the air, the body no longer swelled, and the deceased's eyes were completely closed.

Song Yan looked at the plastic bottles placed around the corpse, all the ice cubes inside had melted, and he had to replace it with ice, otherwise the corpse would rot faster.

After seeing the dead body, he turned to the other corner to check the paper figurine.

A pair of boys and girls, one was kicked bad stomach, one head was pasted with amulets.

Although it was daylight outside the house, the sun had just come out a little, and the light inside the house was still dim. The paper man's pale face had black eyes and a blood-red mouth, which looked a little creepy in this light.

"Is there a problem?" Seeing Song Yan carefully examining the paper man, Wu Changsheng immediately asked nervously. He couldn't forget the sound of paper rubbing last night!

"Let the Wang family burn these two paper figurines later, and then buy new ones." Song Yan ordered.

"The new paper figurines won't make trouble again, right? There's still one night tonight!" Wu Changsheng reminded.

"It's okay, just paste two talismans." After finishing speaking, Song Yan ignored the paper figurine and walked towards Wang Kuan who was lying on the ground.

Because he was afraid that something would happen to Wang Kuan, Song Yan didn't dare to let him out of his sight in the second half of the night, so he had to put him on the ground next to him, regardless of whether the ground was cold or not.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand to feel Wang Kuan's pulse, and found that the pulse was much calmer than when he just fainted.

"Hey, wake up!" Song Yan patted Wang Kuan's face lightly and called out.

"Huh?" Wang Kuan snorted softly and woke up leisurely.After staring at Song Yan for a while, he sat up, looked around, and asked, "What's wrong with me? Why am I lying on the ground?"

Song Yan motioned to Wu Changsheng, so Wu Changsheng began to explain to him.

Although what Wu Changsheng said was true, he did add fuel to it, especially when it came to Wang Kuan being possessed by a ghost, and described him as crazy and terrifying. Not light.

"True, true or false?" Wang Kuan murmured, obviously unwilling to believe that such a horrible and bizarre thing had happened.

"Go and see your father, is it not as swollen as last night? That's because my little uncle suppressed him with his martial art skills and drained his grievances!" Wu Changsheng said angrily with his eyes wide open.

Wang Kuan didn't dare to question anymore, and said again and again: "I know you two are amazing, and there was indeed something wrong last night! I was just scared, and I took it as a dream to comfort myself. I'm sorry, I didn't doubt your intentions. !"

Wu Changsheng said coolly: "If I had known it was so dangerous, I wouldn't have accepted your job. All right, you guys settle last night's bill, and we'll leave now."

"Let's go?" Wang Kuan was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up from the ground, "Isn't there still one night? You are gone, what shall we do tonight?"

Wu Changsheng sighed softly and said, "I'm not good at learning, and I really can't handle such a dangerous thing. If it wasn't for my junior uncle to help me, I would have confessed here last night! Please invite someone else tonight!" "

"Don't!" Wang Kuan begged hastily, "Where can I find an expert in such a hurry!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes and hurriedly walked towards Song Yan again. After bowing, he said respectfully: "Daoist Song, please do me a favor! If you leave, what will happen if something happens again tonight?"

Song Yan glanced at Wu Changsheng and signaled him to deal with it.Song Yan knew that Wu Changsheng said he was leaving just to increase the price, and now that the employer asked him, he couldn't just agree.

Wu Changsheng immediately came over to stand in front of Song Yan, and said to Wang Kuan: "My uncle is very busy, and he promised to help for one night. He has other rituals to do. If you don't let him go, will you give me the merit?" ?”

Wang Kuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that if he wanted Song Yan to stay, he had to pay more.

"Well, I'll discuss it with my brother, and I'll give you an answer in a while!" After finishing speaking, Wang Kuan hurried to the yard to make a phone call.

Song Yan glanced at Wu Changsheng and reminded: "Pay attention to the scale."

He didn't want Wu Changsheng to amass a lot of money in his name, which was against the nature of a monk.

"Don't worry, little uncle!" Wu Changsheng chuckled, "I guarantee that all you want are market prices. I told them from the beginning that if there is nothing to do, they will pay at the normal price, and if there is something to do, they will have to pay extra. We can't either Tossing all night for nothing, is it a risk?"

Seeing that he made the promise, Song Yan could only nod his head.

Wang Kuan's voice on the phone raised a few degrees from time to time, and he could hear some of what he said—"What are you pretending to be? Do you know that I was fucked by a ghost?" "The old man bulged up like a balloon last night." Do you know? If I had known you would come to keep the vigil, I would be damn good sleeping at home!" "If you don't believe it, well, I'll let them go, and you can keep the vigil here tonight!"

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Wang Kuan and Wang Quan had a quarrel. It must be that Wang Quan did not agree to give Wu Changsheng and the others more money.

Wang Kuan did not enter the house after making the phone call, but stood in the yard smoking a cigarette.Not long after, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and Wang Quan walked in.The two brothers whispered to each other in the yard for a while, and then the younger brother Wang Quan walked into the mourning hall.

"I heard from my brother, what happened last night?" Wang Quan asked politely.

Song Yan and Wu Changsheng nodded at the same time.

Wang Quan walked towards his father's body, and after looking it over, he found that the deceased was indeed somewhat different from yesterday.

"Then is it safe tonight? Will the old man stop making trouble?" Wang Quan asked cautiously.

Wu Changsheng didn't speak, and looked directly at Song Yan. Song Yan had no choice but to reply: "It's hard to say. This corpse is useless, but I don't know if the resentment has dissipated. The most urgent thing is that you have to go Buy a new pair of boys and girls."

Wang Quan saw that Song Yan's face was as usual, and he spoke clearly and logically, so he no longer doubted it. He turned his head and looked at his brother, and said to Song Yan: "Song Taoist, please do it to the end, and help us take care of it for another night. We will certainly not be less rewarded..."

Wu Changsheng interrupted at the right time: "We'll talk about the money later, you guys find a place to rest and let us sleep for a while, or we won't be able to carry it tonight!"

"Yes, yes, I forgot about this, you two must be tired after not sleeping all night!" Wang Kuan also replied in due course, "I'll take you to have breakfast, and then find a place for you to rest!"

Wang Quan stayed to deal with matters in the mourning hall, while Wang Kuan took Song Yan and Wu Changsheng to eat and rest.

Originally Wang Kuan wanted them to sleep in the east room, but Song Yan refused.There is only a wall between the east room and the west room. He is afraid that he will not sleep well, so he wants to stay far away.So Wang Kuan took them to a neighbor's house and borrowed a house for them to rest.

The two of them simply washed their faces, and without taking off their clothes, they lay down on the kang and fell asleep.

Song Yan slept very restlessly, feeling dizzy in his head and aching all over his body.

At some point, he noticed a cold gaze staring at him, so he turned over and raised his head to look at the door, only to see an old man standing at the door at some point.

The old man didn't speak, just looked at him so sullenly and viciously, as if he had a sworn hatred with him.

Song Yan froze for a moment, then pursed his lips tightly, and looked at him quietly.

He guessed who the old man was, and he became sober at that moment, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

It is daytime now, logically speaking, the ghost should not appear at this time, after all, he is just a new soul that has just died, not an evil ghost that has been cultivated for many years.

Then the only explanation is that Song Yan is still in a dream, being haunted.

This guy is really full of resentment and hatred.Song Yan didn't expect that someone with some cultivation like himself would be able to fall into it. Sure enough, he was careless. He should recite the purification mantra before going to bed. There must be paper ashes or the like brought in.

He was thinking wildly, but he didn't dare to get up casually, after all, this dream was the opponent's home field.

Song Yan very much hoped that Wu Changsheng could wake up at this time and wake him up, otherwise he really didn't know how he would get out of this dream.

After staring at Song Yan for a while, the old man suddenly roared and rushed towards the edge of the Kang!

Song Yan immediately turned over and sat up, and hid back.

Seeing that the old man was about to pounce on the Kang, a black feather suddenly flew across Song Yan's face and shot at the old man.

The old man didn't have time to dodge, he was shot through the head by the black feather, and immediately turned into a plume of black smoke, which soon disappeared.

Song Yan shivered, and then opened his eyes instantly.The first thing that catches the eye is Wu Changsheng's profile, he is snoring continuously with his mouth open.

Song Yan knew that he was awake, so he hurriedly glanced at the door, and seeing that there was nothing at the door, he sat up and looked behind him.

On the windowsill outside the window, a crow was standing there, combing its feathers lazily.

Song Yan hurriedly opened the window, and whispered to the crow: "Shenjun, are you here? Thank you for your rescue just now!" As he said, Song Yan did not forget to bow his hands and salute.

"Hmph!" The crow gave it a white look, and flew away with its wings.

Song Yan whispered towards its back: "Go back and buy you delicious food!"

The crow paused and almost fell down. It flapped its wings and flew away quickly.

Seeing that Crowfly had disappeared, Song Yan closed the window, then turned around and pushed Wu Changsheng to wake him up.

Fortunately, Wu Changsheng was not caught in a deep sleep, and he woke up after pushing him a few times.

"What's the matter? What time is it?" Wu Changsheng asked vaguely while wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, obviously not getting enough sleep.

"Clean up, that evil spirit just came."

"what?!"