The cannon fodder of fast time travel has to struggle

Chapter 418 Ghost Way (VIII)

"Daoist, please move!"

Zhang Yun came out and asked Xiang Wan to take his little apprentice to observe Ping Yajun from the window.

In ancient times, women from rich families basically did housework at home after they got married, and rarely had time to go out.Ping Yajun is one of the best, usually she hardly goes out, but she doesn't take care of the mansion either.Looking at her leisurely expression and rosy cheeks, one can tell how comfortable her life is, and she is not as Wang Fu said, and needs to be treated by a doctor.

Tu Hongye kept looking at her, and Xiang Wan couldn't help but use his spiritual sense to look beside Ping Yajun.

In broad daylight, although there are two windows in the side room, it still looks a little dark, especially in the shadows, there seem to be several figures wandering back and forth.

"How is it, Daoist?"

After leaving the courtyard, Xiang Wan looked back at Ping Yajun's residence again, only to feel that the place was very gloomy, and even the sunlight seemed to be a little weaker.

Xiang Wan didn't answer Zhang Yun's question, but his brows were furrowed, and there were many things he didn't understand.

"Mayor Zhang, Mrs. Zun, have you always lived here?"

"Occasionally I will go to the main room, and I usually like to take care of flowers and plants when I have nothing to do."

"That's weird..."

"What is the opinion of the Taoist priest?"

"In your eyes, what does your wife look like?"

Zhang Yun was a little puzzled, but he still said, "She looks haggard, terminally ill, and there is no cure for it. Daoist priest, is she bewitched by evil spirits?"

Xiang Wan pondered, shook his head and said, "Tonight, my apprentice and I will stay and observe."

Zhang Yun readily agreed, and arranged a place for Xiang Wan and Tu Hongye to live in. According to Xiang Wan's request, he bought a lot of cinnabar, yellow paper, glutinous rice, and black dog blood.

This is how it is done in TV dramas, even if Xiang Wan is pretending, he has to pretend to be.

It was night, and Xiang Wan took his little apprentice along for a stroll around Zhang's mansion, pasting glutinous rice and talisman papers everywhere.

Tu Hongye was short, so he could only help Xiang Wan with his burden on his back.

Whatever Xiang Wan asked for, he would give, without a single question.

Such an apprentice, cough, Xiang Wan couldn't help but want to boast.But as soon as the idea came up, she killed it.

You can't boast, as soon as you boast, something will happen.

At night, Xiang Wan was strolling around the mansion, and the servants had been ordered not to move around at will, so she and the little apprentice were the only ones walking around in this Noda mansion, and somehow felt that the backside was eerie.

The little apprentice always looked behind Xiang Wan, and Xiang Wan's back was covered with goosebumps, so he covered his mouth and ran to the bedroom.

After closing the door, Xiang Wan sat on the bed, pondered carefully, concentrated his spiritual consciousness on his fingertips, and began to draw symbols in the air.

He was taught by an experienced master, and Xiang Wan's techniques are also proficient, but his spiritual knowledge is intermittent, and none of them can be drawn continuously. I really want to die of anxiety.

"Master, let me do it."

"Go, stay aside."

A five-year-old doll can draw talismans, but she, a master, can't draw them. How can she walk in the rivers and lakes?

After thinking about it all night, Xiang Wan finally drew a talisman, and Ling Kong directly dragged and stamped it on his body.

Tu Hongye saw it, and silently closed his eyes, pretending not to see it.

It was dawn, and Zhang Yun sent someone over early in the morning, asking Xiang Wan to come over.

This time, Ping Yajun couldn't get up immediately.

When Xiang Wan came to her courtyard, she saw that the ivy seemed to be blooming more colorfully.

The ghosts can't disperse, there must be something in the ground, either they are dead bodies here, or there is something that keeps these ghosts from leaving.

No matter which one it was, Xiang Wan wasn't completely sure. She guessed it too. If someone dug up the ground and found nothing, wouldn't that be a joke?

"Mayor Zhang, please also invite your wife out of this courtyard, so that the poor can cast spells."

"Daozhang, what's here?"

"Demons and monsters."

Xiang Wan looked at Zhang Yun steadily, seeing his erratic expression, he couldn't help but feel vigilant.

Doing something outrageous and unreasonable, but still keeping calm, it shows that Zhang Yun has become accustomed to it.

Not only people will be afraid of very ferocious and evil people, but ghosts will also be afraid of them.The ghosts couldn't get close to him, so they entangled Ping Yajun, who was also a group of people who bullied good and feared evil.

Now, Xiang Wan has a self-made amulet, which can't defeat ghosts, but can still save his life.

Zhang Yun really listened to Xiang Wan's suggestion and dispersed everyone out of the yard.Xiang Wan asked Tu Hongye to put the burden on the stone table, and she took the bell, compass and mahogany sword in her hands, and walked towards the side room.

The room was very gloomy and cold. When Xiang Wan glanced around, he saw many young faces. Their pale faces were covered with blood, some had their necks crooked, and some had their heads twisted. That Wang family can infiltrate many people.

Xiang Wan knocked on the compass, and said in a deep voice: "Boundless Heaven, why don't you go to the underworld to report, but instead cling to innocent women, so you won't be afraid that the thunder will come down and you will end up scattered?"

If the Yin Qi gathers to a certain amount, it will attract thunder.If we use science to explain it, the air pressure here is low and the humidity is heavy. Weather changes cause sudden changes in air pressure, and water vapor rises to the sky to form dark clouds. When two dark clouds touch, there will be thunder and lightning. The closest place to here is The center of the lightning's range.If there happen to be a tall building or tree here, it will be hit just right.

To explain it in a superstitious way, it is that the way of heaven does not allow it, so the sky thunders.

In this world, even ghosts can be seen, and a half-hearted Taoist like Xiang Wan can only use science to explain it.

There is a locust tree on the courtyard wall, and it is said that the locust tree attracts ghosts, and it grows so tall. If there is thunder, where else can it be chopped without chopping the locust tree?
Standing in the sun, Xiang Wan is not afraid of ghosts, so I asked this question, I hope the sun is not covered by clouds, these ghosts still have a basic conscience.

"Master Daoist, we are not reconciled to our unjust death!"

"Zhang Yun humiliated me and killed me, and let my parents die childless. I hate it!"

"They are not good people, I want revenge!"

"revenge!"

All the ghosts suddenly spoke in unison, and their grievances aggravated.

"If you talk about it in detail, Pindao may help a lot."

At this point, Xiang Wan felt that she was not here to collect ghosts, but to help ghosts avenge their grievances.

But if you think about it carefully, most ghosts stay together because they died unjustly.Such perverts, gambling ghosts and evil ghosts are all driven by desire, which is different from these unjust dead ghosts.

If it was strangers who committed evil, harmed innocent people, and turned these people into ghosts, she seemed right to do so.

"Master Daoist, Zhang Yun is not a human being. Back then he gave my parents a sum of money, saying that he liked me and asked me to do things for him. But when he arrived in the mansion, he became a child molester for his entertainment. He was killed and buried under the courtyard wall. His wife, Ping Yajun, knew of his evil deeds but concealed them for him, she is not a good person."

"He's right, we were all tricked by him, and our bodies were buried under this ivy, and Ping Yajun was poured with black dog blood every day, so that we would be suppressed here, and we would never be able to get out .”

"Daoist, you have to be careful, especially your little apprentice, I'm afraid they have already been targeted by them."

Well, these are good ghosts, help!
Xiang Wan tilted his head and called Tu Hongye to come over, let these ghosts get into the cloth pockets and lead them out.

"Master Dao, we can't get out, we have to cut down the locust tree and burn the yard down."

"Taoist Master, we will bear this in mind. We hope that Taoist Master can uphold justice for us."

A group of ghosts knelt down and worshiped Xiang Wan, making Xiang Wan feel embarrassed.

She doesn't seem to have much ability, she can save so many ghosts at once, so it's better to report directly to the police.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wan turned her head and asked Tu Hongye to guard the yard and not let anyone in. She slipped out of the Yamen to report the case.

When she stood on the courtyard wall and looked back at Tu Hongye, the little apprentice's eyes were terribly dark.

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