mine in my dream

Chapter 44

Li Yu suddenly remembered that photo.

He took out his phone and took a picture of his neck.Then, there was a buzzing in my head.

In the photo, there is a finger print on Li Yu's neck.

He patted several people in Fanling, and there were also clear finger prints on their necks.

Fan Ling rolled his eyes at Li Yu: "What? Are you taking pictures?"

Li Yu showed them the photo: "We have something on us."

The three cultivators touched their necks in unison.

Wang Fugui looked surprised: "This means that we have been upper bodyed? This shouldn't be the case. I, a third-level practitioner, will be upper bodyed?"

Li Yu: "..."

What are you talking about?
He coughed hard twice, and said to Wang Fugui: "Miao Changsu, you should quickly think of a way, I'm almost out of breath."

Wang Fugui tried hard to maintain his dignity: "Call me Senior Brother."

Li Yu said with difficulty: "If it's a little later, I won't even be able to call You Changsu."

Wang Fugui frowned: "Today's matter is a bit evil. If the opponent's strength is far higher than ours, wouldn't they use such childish tricks as ghosts hitting walls and ghosts on their bodies to harm us?"

Yuan Wuquan said: "Could it be the demon's companion?"

Wang Fugui shook his head: "Impossible. We just killed the resentful spirit, and the demons did not launch a second wave of attacks so quickly. What's more, can ghosts hit the wall and the upper body of ghosts to harm people? They can only scare people. This kind of If you use the means, you will be laughed at by your peers, right?"

Li Yu cursed in his heart: "Don't talk about it, help me."

He didn't curse out these words, not because he didn't dare to say it, but...he was speechless now.

He tugged at the Vatican and pointed to his neck.

Fan Ling took out a paper bag: "Be patient."

Then Fan Ling pressed the paper bag on Li Yu's neck.

Li Yu felt a stinging pain and couldn't help screaming.But breathing is smooth.

Fan Ling handed the paper bag to Li Yu: "There is cinnabar inside. After touching the ghost, it will burn it to relax a little. Although it won't cure the root cause, it is enough to let you breathe."

"Remember to use paper to separate it, and don't touch your neck directly, or it will leave a scar."

Li Yu snorted.Then I felt my neck tighten a little bit.

He found sadly that if he continued to delay like this, he would have to iron his neck with cinnabar every few minutes.

This is simply torture!

He asked Vatican: "Are you all right?"

Fan Ling said proudly: "We practitioners can hold our breath."

Li Yu: "..."

All right, you guys are amazing, no wonder you have to be in a hurry.

Wang Fugui suddenly gasped, pointed to the photo in Li Yu's hand and said, "Look, this fingerprint is six fingers."

Li Yu said angrily, "You still have onychomycosis? Why study six fingers?"

Wang Fugui said: "Just now I read Fang Zhaodi's tombstone. Because I was too focused, I became like Fang Zhaodi."

Li Yu and the others nodded.

Apparently, they saw it too.

Wang Fugui said quietly: "Fang Zhaodi is Liuzhi."

As soon as this remark came out, several people fell silent.

Fan Ling said: "You mean, Fang Zhaodi fucked us? She wouldn't let us go? I remember it was written in the tombstone that she drowned in the river when she was three years old, right? A three-year-old girl, How much power can it have?"

Li Yu held up his flashlight to take a picture of the tombstones just now, and suddenly had an idea.

He said to Wang Fugui: "Do you think the name Fang Zhaodi is a bit strange? Zhaodi, usually after the parents gave birth to a girl, they want to have another boy, so they name the girl like this."

Fan Ling snorted: "Pride boys over girls, and use girls as introductions."

Li Yu said again: "Who would let a three-year-old child go to the river to play alone?"

Fan Ling asked: "So?"

Li Yu said: "It should be intentional. The adults in the family had a boy, or for other reasons, they wanted to drown the girl. They deliberately put the three-year-old girl by the river."

Li Yu shined a flashlight on the tombstone: "Look carefully. Tian Cui'e is Fang Huoding's wife. Fang Huoding is Fang Heng's father. Fang Heng is Fang Zhaodi's father."

Fan Ling snorted: "Are they three generations? Is this a family?"

Li Yu hummed: "These people all died violently, and their death time was one month after Fang Zhaodi's death."

"So let me infer. When Fang Zhaodi was three years old, the Fang family had a younger brother. Under the patriarchal thinking, they may think that raising a girl is a loss-making business."

"What's more, Fang Zhaodi has six fingers. Her family members discriminated against her because of her natural deformity, and even thought she would bring disaster."

"So grandpa, grandma, and father. The three of them conspired. They put Fang Zhaodi by the river, or even threw her into the river, and let her drown on purpose."

"Fang Zhaodi was unwilling to be reconciled after her death, and turned into a wraith, killing these three people."

Fan Ling suddenly realized: "If you say that, I understand. The four of us pretended to be their family members just now. In this way, Fang Zhaodi's anger was aroused again. So we were caught by ghosts."

Wang Fugui also said: "That's right. I just said, I am a dignified third-level practitioner, how could I be caught? It turns out that I was too engrossed in reading the tombstone just now. This is equivalent to opening my heart and inviting it to be caught."

Li Yu was a little speechless: "Stop bragging at this time, okay? Think about it quickly, how to solve this matter."

Yuan Wuquan frowned: "It stands to reason that Fang Zhaodi has already killed these three people, so he should be able to vent his anger. The resentment dissipated and he should leave the world. Why did the spirit of resentment still form?"

Wang Fugui pointed to Fang Zhaodi's grave: "It's not that she doesn't want to leave, she can't."

Several people went over to have a look, and found that there were many wooden nails densely nailed on the tomb.

Wang Fugui said: "It's a peachwood nail. It is estimated that three people died in the Fang family within a month, which has already aroused the speculation of the villagers. So they nailed a peachwood nail to Fang Zhaodi's grave, sealed her here, and prevented her from going out. harm others."

Li Yu said, "Shall we pull out the nail?"

Wang Fugui hummed: "This is probably Fang Zhaodi's wish."

He bent down and grabbed one of the nails, but was unable to pull it out.

Li Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Fugui said: "If we guess wrong and pull out the nail, something big may happen."

Li Yu felt nervous.

Fan Ling said: "It's too late, if we delay, the second wave of attacks by the monsters is coming. We can only gamble. If we are trapped in the illusion, we will not even have a chance to fight back."

Wang Fugui took a deep breath: "Yes, I can only gamble."

So he tried hard.The mahogany nails were slowly pulled out of the grave.

(End of this chapter)