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When everyone returned to the village, He Dongyuan saw a woman in a short professional skirt standing at the entrance of the village chatting with someone from a distance, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and she looked at He Jielian in shock: "Little uncle, why is my sister also here?" gone?"

"What?" He Jielian asked ignorantly, "Can't she come?"

He Dongyuan: "...you can, but it's too much of a hindrance."

"Who is in the way!" He Xian just heard this, walked over angrily, and cursed, "If the little bastard hadn't been worried about you, I wouldn't have come to this remote place where it's inconvenient to take a shower. What's the matter, come on!" The second time was stabbed by my own uncle, and this time I came back with a broken rib?"

He Dongyuan had nothing to say, he bit his bullet and remained silent.

He Xian snorted coldly, and said to Lin Jixuan: "You shouldn't be with him. This person has the heart of saving all sentient beings, and he can sacrifice his life for the maintenance of world peace. He might die outside someday." I don’t care about what my family members think. It’s practical and safe to fall in love with someone else.”

"Sister!" He Dongyuan didn't expect to be poached by his family, so he hurriedly said, "Please do me a favor and show mercy."

He Xian burst out laughing, and said: "It scares you, it's rare to see you care so much about someone, living a life of flesh and blood, it's good."

He Dongyuan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, Lin Jixuan who had been silent all this time suddenly said: "He became like this for me."

He Xian was taken aback.

Lin Jixuan said, "It's my fault."

"Hey, I'm not..." He Xian panicked, "He has rough skin and thick flesh, this little injury is fine."

"Then you can't dump me," He Dongyuan put his arms around the back of Lin Jixuan's head, pressed him to himself, and kissed him gently on the forehead, "You must be responsible for my wound for the rest of your life."

"Stop flirting, don't get tired of being crooked." Someone came over not far away. It was a middle-aged man in his forties. Only half of it was worn, and the other half was hung around the waist, revealing a muscular body.

He raised his rough eyebrows and said, "I brought Song Juan's body here. That Zhang Linmu was locked up in the dungeon by the sub-bureau. This kid is so rowdy. He escaped from prison several times. He wanted to come here with all his life. See That posture is to want to rot with the corpse."

"Brother Luan! Why are you here too!" He Dongyuan asked in surprise.

"Yes! Xiao Jiang asked us to come and help you."

"Long time no see, Dongyuan," a middle-aged man in a Tang suit came over, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a small piece at the end of the golden glasses chain hanging down. Emerald is very clear when illuminated by the sun.

"Mr. Qiu!" He Dongyuan was even more pleasantly surprised, "You are here too!"

Qiu Wen smiled and looked at Lin Jixuan: "Little friend, we meet again."

"Mr. Qiu is even more handsome than before." Lin Jixuan said respectfully. When we met again this time, it was as if we had just met Qiu Wen yesterday.

"Little friend is the one, and his cultivation is improving rapidly."

"A lot of people came." He Dongyuan said with a smile.

"This time the incident is so big, how can the sub-bureau not send more people over? Why? Think you are enough?" Walking out from behind Qiu Wen, a hunched old man with a gloomy expression came out, leaning on his shoulders. The crutch walked over slowly, and said: "All the ghosts that Zhou Wen collected over the years have been released. If I hadn't found out in time and stopped them all, in July and a half three days later, do you want these ghosts to make trouble! You bastards are really more unreliable than the other!"

Lin Jixuan noticed that the old man was holding an old-fashioned lantern in his hand, which was shining with a dark green light, and suddenly something hit the inner wall of the lantern, reflecting a sad grimace.

He frowned, and then looked at the old man in front of him. The life fire on his body was very weak, and he could be regarded as one foot in the grave. He should be a ghost cultivator in the same line as Zhou Wen.

"Mr. Zheng," said He Dongyuan, "you are always here, so the matter must be settled."

"Flaty." Zheng Ersheng snorted coldly, and handed the lantern to He Dongyuan, "It's full of ghosts released by Zhou Wen, you hang this lantern somewhere, and let the sun shine for a while."

"Let me do it." Lin Jixuan took the lantern from Zheng Ersheng with He Dongyuan's injury in mind. Zheng Ersheng looked at Lin Jixuan seriously, and suddenly smiled: "Fortune and luck, good luck .”

Lin Jixuan: "..."

"Really?" He Dongyuan said proudly, "You can still prosper."

Lin Jixuan ruthlessly bumped He Dongyuan's uninjured place with his elbow, and went looking for a place with the lantern in his hand.

As soon as he hung up, he saw Zheng Ersheng walking over unsteadily. He suddenly hit Lin Jixuan's crutch an inch in front of Lin Jixuan's feet, and said in a deep voice, "You have a very good fortune, but you are not your own."

Lin Jixuan was startled, thinking about the mobile app, the corners of his mouth suddenly tightened.

"But it doesn't matter," Zheng Ersheng retracted his crutches, and said, "That luck is innately connected with you, so it will only be a blessing, not a curse, but the person who transfers his luck to you... If he is still alive, I'm afraid life will be difficult." It's been great."

Grandpa... Lin Jixuan asked seriously: "Master, can you figure out where that man is?"

"Can you calculate it?" Zheng Ersheng shot Lin Jixuan with a hale and hearty gaze, "You have a lot of knowledge, and your ability in divination and calculation is no worse than mine."

"I can't figure it out, but I thought it was related to my own fate, so I couldn't figure it out."

Zheng Ersheng didn't say anything, drew a pattern on the ground with his crutches, turned his head and left.

Lin Jixuan looked down and saw that the words mixed in the soil were distorted. At first glance, he couldn't tell what the words were. He frowned and carefully identified them for a long time, and finally recognized that it was "Jie".

Song Juan was placed in her own home, and Lin Jixuan went to see Song Juan after finishing the work at hand.

She lay flat on the bed, her face was covered with a white cloth, which completely covered her youthful face.

At the beginning, the people from the Tianshi Bureau said that although she died, her soul lingered in her body, and she could hear the voices of the outside world, but she couldn't respond, like a vegetable who couldn't wake up in this life.

When Song Juan's mother was brought back, Song Juan's mother was taken aback. After hearing about Song Juan's situation, she kept silent and covered Song Juan's face with a piece of white cloth.

She sat beside Song Juan's body, held Song Juan's young palm with her old hand, and said in a low voice, "It's the villagers who are sorry for you, and it's mother who is sorry for you. Forgive us, and you have to go away peacefully."

Lin Jixuan thought to himself, although these ghosts trapped in reincarnation could not have emotions for real humans outside the village due to the restriction of the curse, after a long time of catalysis, they still broke through the shackles of the curse unknowingly , Retaining the emotions of being human, rescued Zhang Linmu and Song Juan, who did not belong to this village, back to the village, and raised them as their own children.

As long as you live in this world, how can you not have any feelings at all?

If it weren't for this small but strong feeling, how could Song Juan choose to return to this land that made her hate and grieve, risking her soul to be scattered and become a guide for the reincarnation of ghosts.

Perhaps it is indeed as Zhou Wen said, human nature is evil, but in the midst of thorns, a little light that lights up is enough to become a seed of hope that ignites a prairie fire.

In July and a half, the Ghost Festival is also a ghost festival in folklore.

On this day, everyone got up early and began to arrange the puja for the Hungry Ghost Festival.

In order to assist He Dongyuan and others to successfully break the curse of Luofeng Village, the Tianshi Bureau sent six experts, except for the self-explosive ghost Zhou Wen and He Xian who was just worried to see He Dongyuan, and He The eldest son He Jielian, the ghost Zheng Ersheng, the Fengshui master Qiu Wen and the craftsman Chen Yiluan.

Seeing everyone setting up their dojos, He Dongyuan explained: "My little uncle recites the Buddhist scriptures very well, especially the "Curse of Rebirth", which has the title of 'The Bodhisattva of Rebirth Wandering in the World' in the bureau, and he will stand with me at that time." Transcendent souls on both sides of the gate of hell."

"Mr. Zheng and Brother Luan, you met once. Mr. Zheng is a descendant of ghosts. He can control all kinds of ghosts. He also knows the way of yin and yang. His cultivation is unfathomable. I can rest assured that he is in charge this time. Brother Luan Great, don't look at him as rough and wild, he does fine work, a nail is the key kind. You are familiar with Mr. Qiu Wenqiu, so I won't say more. "

"Well," Lin Jixuan nodded, "Master Fengshui, after the gate of hell is closed, the Fengshui here will have to be repaired, so as not to cause turmoil in the mountains and forests, which will naturally backfire."

"Smart." After two days of raising him, He Dongyuan's iron-clad body is like a normal person, standing there with his spine straight at the moment.

He was fully dressed in cassocks today, if it wasn't for his full and thick hair, he looked like an eminent monk, and He Jielian, who was more beautiful than his long hair...

All right, three thousand worries, no worries are nothing.

Lin Jixuan took advantage of the past few days to draw all the talisman papers in his hand, and went to the sharing forum to buy two purple formation runestones for five baht, and put the two purple formation diagrams he learned so far in Luofeng Village, In case of accidents.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Du Ziren, the southern ghost emperor, sent a message saying that at twelve o'clock tonight, the gates of ghosts will be wide open. Out of hell.

Du Ziren was guarding here, and he could give orders to the Yin soldiers, but he couldn't control the ghosts that came out later.Because the Hungry Ghost Festival in the middle of the seventh month is the time when all ghosts are scattered into the yang world, when there is revenge, and when there is grievance, he should not break the rules as a ghost emperor, let alone break the rules.

"It's enough to dispatch Yin soldiers," Lin Jixuan said gratefully, "I will fight for 5 minutes to bring all ghosts back to reincarnation."

"You take this." Du Ziren put a pitch-black seal in Lin Jixuan's hand, "With this, you can temporarily dispatch Yin soldiers, but you must not reveal your Yang Qi."

"Thank you, Great Emperor." Lin Jixuan looked at the seal in hand, the indented seal said "Southern Great Emperor's Seal", Du Ziren directly handed over the Southern Ghost Emperor's token to himself.

When the gate of hell is about to open, everyone prepares separately.

He Dongyuan and He Jielian were sitting in the Ghost Girl Temple, and two monks, one red and one black, were sitting on the futon, with lowered eyebrows, a wooden fish in front of them, and their respective practice beads wrapped around their hands.

Lin Jixuan sat not far away, and finally confirmed that he had all the props on him.

He glanced at the pitch-black night outside, and the whole village fell into a deadly silence. There was a not-so-bright light shining outside the temple gate, which mixed with the moonlight and shone pale.

Lin Jixuan stood up and slowly walked out of the Witch Empress Temple. Outside the temple, the villagers stood shoulder to shoulder, leaning together in horror.

He let out a deep breath, walked into the light, glanced around the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Two days ago, I told you a cruel truth, everything you all experienced here is a false illusion , you are lonely ghosts who should not have stayed in the world long ago. Now, the gate of hell is about to open, and your sins that cannot be reincarnated will also end at this moment. I hope you can believe me, and we will help you out of the endless cycle of death."

The moment the voice fell, the ground shook rumblingly, and a huge paper-made ship was pushed over on the flat ground on pulleys.

Standing by the side, Chen Yiluan proudly patted the hull of the ship, saying, "This thing is extremely fast. Once the gate of ghosts is closed and all ghosts are stabilized, you can take this yin boat to reincarnate!"