Qingyue Temple

Father Wang waved his hand in front of his daughter, but the daughter didn't seem to notice, her eyes didn't even move.

The two called Wang Jirong a few times, and Wang Jirong responded occasionally, but the voice was light and light, like hysteria in a dream, as if he didn't know where he was.

Father Wang anxiously asked his old wife: "What's the matter, it was fine when I went out."

Wang Ma wiped her tears and said: "Rongrong was married in a yin marriage, and it was done by that bastard Lao Xie. She took our Rongrong's horoscope and sold it to someone. She really gave her conscience to the dog." .”

Father Wang looked surprised. He had heard of yin marriages, but he had heard about some news about female corpses being stolen and sold to match yin marriages. But he never thought that such a weird thing would be good for his family. The girl who is born has a relationship.

Father Wang: "What's going on? What master did you go to see? What did the master say?"

"It was Rongrong's idea. I forgot where the master was. I heard that she found it from Taobao. She is very famous recently. Wait for me to check my daughter's mobile phone records." Wang Ma was a little confused, and her husband asked, I just remembered something, and hurriedly took out the mobile phone from the muran's daughter's pocket, and then remembered, "The master said, let's get back Rongrong's marriage letter written by those people privately, saying that it might be in that man's life. Under the memorial tablet, or in front of his grave, Lao Xie must know who it is, because she asked us Rong Rong's horoscope."

When Father Wang heard it, he immediately said angrily: "It turns out that she is this vicious old woman. I said that she is not like a good thing. She can introduce a good partner to our daughter. Our daughter is only 26 and seven. You are on a blind date. Why are you in such a hurry to marry her off?"

Wang Ma faltered: "26 is not young, and people outside are gossiping, am I afraid that no matter how old my daughter is, I won't be able to pick good ones."

Father Wang couldn't stand it and said: "If we can't pick a good one, we will raise her for the rest of my life. Gossip is nothing. Those people with long tongues will have their tongues flashed by the wind sooner or later. Can they still live for us? You should contact Master quickly and ask Ask Rongrong what to do with the current situation, I'll call someone first, and call Lao Xie's house later, I don't believe she dares not tell the truth!"

As soon as Wang Ma heard that this was a serious matter, she hurriedly urged her husband to call someone. She also found her daughter's recent Wangwang contact records and found the address and number left by Fang Shanshui.

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After Fang Shanshui came back from Yuan Pei, he began to study "Corpse Refining Canon". The scene overlooking the earth from the game world just now seemed to expand his spiritual platform and bring him some inspiration.

Due to the fire tempered by the phoenix's blood in the Savage Mountain, Fang Shanshui's yin spirit was stable, and there was even a faint hint of a yang sign.

After returning, Fang Shanshui extracted the phoenix blood from the many emeralds that Jishen found. However, Fang Shanshui entered the country too quickly. Recently, he seemed to have a lot of demons suddenly, and was drawn by many vague signs of chaos in the dark. Uncertainty, even the cultivation could not proceed smoothly.

The glimpse in the sky just now, and the vague silence when traveling in the universe, suddenly sorted out Fang Shanshui's impatience.

Fang Shanshui was a little fascinated by comparing the final exercise in "Corpse Refining Canon" and the two rare training diagrams.

The figurine master didn't bother Fang Shanshui, it seemed that it had just had fun with weaving, and now it took off the thread from the cotton candy, sat beside Fang Shanshui, and began to weave something like a cushion.

Fang Shanshui was reading next to him, and he was leaning on the back of Fang Shanshui's hand to remove the stitches. The removed threads were wound around the slightly raised front paws of his horse, the stone lion, around and around. Pulled off the lion's paw.

The character of the little stone lion is stable, lying obediently beside the figure master, raising his front paws as a gesture of surrender, and let the figure master use its claws to wind the wire, not impatient at all, but there is still a part of his true spirit The spirit of the black mage popped up from time to time and shouted twice to swear his presence, but they were all ruthlessly suppressed.

The hand-figured master's long and pointed nails kept making the sound of gold and iron interlacing rubbing together. After a while, it wove a plate-sized mat, and then turned the villain of the Yijing card it picked up last time. A piece of jelly was poured out unsteadily, and a long-handled spoon that was taller than it was broken, and the jelly was scooped up.

On the side of Fang Shanshui's pocket, a few slender black nails suddenly climbed up. At first glance, he thought it was a spider, but when he looked closely, his head was sticking out from behind.

Jishen seemed to be very interested in the jelly of the hand-figured master. He came out of his pocket and jumped on the table lightly. After throwing a squid stick in exchange for the figure-figured master, he sat on one side and broke a long-handled spoon. Added jelly potluck.

There are still a lot of undeciphered "Corpse Refining Canon". Fang Shanshui was puzzled when he read it, and he dug out the notes he made and was about to study it. At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. It was Wang Jirong's mother who had just left. .

Wang Ma said with tears: 【Master, something happened to my daughter, her soul seems to have been lost by a ghost, and she looks like she doesn't know anything, what should I do? 】

Fang Shanshui was surprised: "What happened?"

The figurines of Master and Jishen who were having dinner together held long-handled spoons and looked at Fang Shanshui with two pairs of identical crimson eyes.

Wang Ma: [When we were going home, the car suddenly turned off on the street in front of our house that Rongrong often dreamed about, and Ji Rong asked me if I heard the sound of playing, playing, playing and singing, and then Ji Rong seemed to go crazy The same, suddenly tore off the red thread you tied her.Now she is delirious, no matter how she calls, she doesn't respond, master, what should we do now?You clearly said that the evil spirit can't find Rongrong now. 】

Fang Shanshui pondered for a while, and asked, "Did you accept anything?"

Wang Ma immediately said: [Her dad just received a courier, but, but we didn't know that, just after finding out, her dad threw the things out. 】

"Express delivery?" Fang Shanshui's mouth twitched, and he asked again, "Did you sign the paper they gave you?"

Wang Ma said anxiously: [Yes, her father said that the courier directly asked him to sign Rongrong's name, and he signed it without thinking too much. 】

broken.

Fang Shanshui groaned and did not speak.

Wang Ma was startled by his silence: 【Master, this... this is just a signature, will it be serious? 】

Fang Shanshui: "It's quite serious. It's probably equivalent to signing a bond and confirming the marriage."

When Wang Ma heard this, she almost didn't come up in one breath.

Fang Shanshui did not expect that there are so many tricks now.

Probably because he found out that Wang Jirong was looking for him and blocked his pursuit, the male ghost of the shady marriage was a little anxious.

It's also his imprudence.

Fang Shanshui comforted: "Don't worry, do what I told you first, hurry up, it's best not to let them burn the rest of the marriage certificate. Find another piece of red string and wrap it around her hands and feet." Three circles, tied to the bedposts of your house."

Wang Ma listened carefully, nodded again and again and said: [Good master, I will do it right away. 】

Fang Shanshui looked at the clock: "Tell me your location, I will go there in person."

Wang Ma didn't expect Fang Shanshui to say this, she was moved and thanked her repeatedly, and reported her home address to Fang Shanshui, but Fang Shanshui's next sentence completely confused her.

Fang Shanshui compared the map, quickly calculated the distance, and said to Wang Jirong's mother on the other end of the phone: "I will be there in about 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, when you hear movement outside the window, open the window. If something strange happens to you, don't be afraid."

Wang Ma couldn't figure out what Fang Shanshui meant, but after Fang Shanshui finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She could only sit there and hold the phone for a while, then set an alarm for 10 minutes.

……

Fang Shanshui lighted the tranquilizing incense, meditated for a while, and jumped out of the altar after he settled down, the Yin spirit came out of his body.

It was not night yet, and the sun was not small enough to kill Yinshen, but Fang Shanshui had been tempered by the blood of the phoenix, and this scorching heat could no longer hurt him.

The two masters who scooped jelly with long-handled spoons on the table stopped their dinner party when they saw Fang Shanshui lighting incense. The little stone lion ran up to Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui: "Master, I'm going out for a while, you guys play at home, I'll be back in a while."

The figurine master shook his head, pointing at the stone lion with his little finger, as if he wanted Fang Shanshui to try his new and exciting mount.

Fang Shanshui saw that it insisted on being together, so he didn't say anything more, and agreed to the suggestion of riding together, gathered Yinshen, became about the same size as his master, and sat on the stone lion.

Ji was holding two ladles that were taller than it, and when it stood up, the figurine master had already controlled the little stone lion and jumped out of the window sill with Fang Shanshui.

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Wang Ma listened to Fang Shanshui's suggestion, found a roll of red woolen yarn, then wound it three times around her daughter's hands and feet, and tied the rope to the bedposts of her and her husband.

After a while, the daughter, who had not moved at all, suddenly thumped, as if she was jolted when the brakes came to a sudden stop.

Seeing that her daughter was moving, Wang Ma called out tentatively, "Rongrong, Rongrong?"

Wang Jirong sat on the bed with blank eyes, but seemed to hear Wang Ma's cry. After a while, Wang Jirong responded a little dullly: "Mom?... Where are you?"

Wang Ma was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Rong Rong, how are you feeling, I'm right in front of you."

Wang Jirong seemed to be hysterical, and said stupidly: "No... I can't see you."

Wang Ma felt something was wrong and asked tentatively, "Rongrong, where are you now?"

Wang Jirong seemed to look up, but still said blankly: "I...in the sedan chair, um, the sedan chair stopped, and it seemed to be entangled by something."

Wang Ma was horrified: "Rongrong, come down quickly, don't sit on the sedan chair."

When Wang Jirong heard Wang Ma's words, she said "oh" in a daze, and really made a gesture of getting up, as if she wanted to get off the sedan chair she mentioned, but the next moment she sat back down: "Mom... They won't let me out."

Wang Ma suddenly saw that the red thread she had just wrapped around her daughter suddenly turned black, as if it had been burned by a flame, and it seemed that it was about to break off.

Wang Ma yelled and was anxiously thinking about some remedies. Wang Jirong sat on the bed with blank eyes and suddenly said: "Mom... the sedan chair has moved again. I am... where are I going? It seems to be coming soon. I see I see, there is a stone gate ahead, mo, uh."

Wang Jirong was talking, when suddenly, the red rope tied to her body broke with a bang, and then she fell silent.

Wang Ma hurriedly shouted: "Rongrong, Rongrong! Don't scare me, Rongrong."

At this moment, the 10-minute alarm clock set by Wang Ma rang. After being startled, Wang Ma immediately jumped up and ran to the window, waiting for the movement outside the window that the master just said.

Before she was made to wait long, there was a soft knocking sound outside the window.

Without thinking about it, Wang Ma quickly opened the window and looked outside. At this moment, the curtain by the window was blown up by the wind.

Wang Ma asked anxiously: "Where is Master? Why is there nothing?"

However, at this moment, Wang Ma saw a few small footprints on the dust on the window sill, and immediately covered her mouth in horror.

The footprints seemed to be walking in the direction of Wang Jirong, and suddenly disappeared when they were on the edge of the window sill, as if they had jumped off the window sill.

If it wasn't for the fact that the master had explained it when he called in advance, Wang Ma must have thought that some kind of evil spirit had come to kidnap her daughter again.

But even if she got through with the master, the unimaginable situation in front of her made Wang Ma uneasy, and even wondered if she was also fascinated by the ghost. Maybe she didn't call the master just now, but called the master. What monster?

Wang Ma shuddered.

Suddenly, there was another movement from Wang Jirong's side, as if he was talking to someone.

Wang Ma walked over in surprise.

……

The little stone lion stopped in front of the window sill of Wang's house. Fang Shanshui saw Wang Ma who was looking out inside, and immediately knocked on the window to remind her.

Ordinary people naturally couldn't see him and the master in the state of ghosts and spirits, but now he was in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to it. Fang Shanshui returned to his original size, passed the suspicious Wang Ma by the window, and walked straight to Wang Jirong.

The figure master floated beside him and followed.

The rope wrapped around Wang Jirong's body just now has been broken. Fang Shanshui will pick up the two ends of the rope and rub them together, as if rubbing them together. Then, Wang Jirong's body thumped again, as if being pulled by something again, and moved forward roll.

Fang Shanshui asked her: "Wang Jirong, can you hear me? Where are you now?"

……

Just as Wang Jirong got off the sedan chair, a red hijab was placed on her head. She only had time to see a pale hand with a jeweled ring on it. The nails were pointed and black, which seemed to be covered with dirt. It should be a woman.

It was this hand that covered her head.

Wang Jirong became frightened, she didn't know where she was, just now she was in a daze on the sedan chair, the sedan chair suddenly became very heavy, and the person who carried the sedan chair couldn't lift it and stopped, she regained some consciousness in a trance, and even heard Mother was talking beside her.

But not long after, the sedan chair was lifted up again, and the sedan chair bearers around seemed to have cleaned up the rope that had just entangled the sedan chair.

On the way, Wang Jirong opened the car curtain and looked out. It was gray and dark outside, and there seemed to be faint house numbers in the surrounding air. They looked like house numbers, but if you looked closely, they looked like A piece of tombstone.

Wang Jirong was very frightened, but then found that the sedan chair under her was being carried straight to one of the door signs.

Wang Jirong wanted to tell her mother what she saw and where she was now. She carefully looked at the house number in front of her. It was a strange house number like a tombstone, with a picture and name of a person on it.

But halfway through Wang Jirong's speech, she felt her mother's voice was disconnected, and she couldn't feel her mother's existence anymore.

The surrounding area seemed to be very cold, and Wang Jirong felt that her mind had become stiff. Wang Jirong, who was covered with a red hijab, could only see the feet of the people around her. Those feet seemed to be standing on tiptoe, wearing shoes that looked like a dead man's shroud. Wang Jirong stood in front of the sedan chair in horror, not wanting to move forward, but she was surrounded by the crowd, and when she didn't move, someone pushed her immediately.

Wang Jirong was terrified. Suddenly, a cold hand took Wang Jirong and led her out of the sedan chair.

Wang Jirong felt that the hand holding her was as dry and hard as some dry old bark, but she couldn't break free, and that hand was pulling her firmly into the house. She seemed to have passed many people along the way. , someone sprinkled something like gold coins and wedding candy on her body, but Wang Jirong took a wrong look and always felt that what was scattered on the ground was white paper money, and small bugs such as dead flies and spiders...

"Let go of me! You have found the wrong person, I don't want to marry you, let me go!" Wang Jirong felt nauseous, and tried to drag her hand, trying to run, but it was useless.

"Wang Jirong, it's you... Wang Jirong, it's time to pay your respects... Wang Jirong, it's time to pay your respects..."

There were urging voices from around, as if calling the soul, the voice without any emotion or color, stiff and mechanical, just when the people around Wang Jirong were about to pull Wang Jirong into the threshold, Wang Jirong suddenly felt as if his feet were entangled by something, Suddenly, he almost fell down.

At this time, even the powerful man beside her seemed unable to pull her back.

Wang Jirong suddenly heard someone calling himself in his ear.

Wang Jirong almost cried out in surprise, and immediately yelled: "Master! Is that you, Master? I'm here, come and save me!"

【I'll throw you a rope, you grab it, and I'll pull you back. 】Fang Shanshui's voice seemed to be right next to his ears.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Jirong had just finished answering when he saw a rope appearing in front of him. As soon as Wang Jirong grabbed the rope, he immediately felt his body become light and light, as if flying, and quickly left this strange place.

"Wang Jirong, come back quickly...Wang Jirong, it's time to worship...Wang Jirong, it's time..."

The group of people, behind Wang Jirong's back, called out unrelentingly, the voice without ups and downs, chanting over and over again like a ghost, as if they wanted to bring back Wang Jirong who had gone away.

Wang Jirong looked back curiously. At this time, the red hijab on her head seemed to be blown off by the surrounding wind. She saw the faces of those people at a glance, and she almost spit out in fright. There were rotten and expressionless faces. The face, as white as wall paint, was smeared on the face, and the small bugs and paper money that had just been scattered all over the ground were also swirling in the wind, and many small bugs seemed to be alive. From the holes in the rotting face, climbed in.

Among these people, there was the male ghost that Wang Jirong had seen twice, with a snow-white face and gloomy eyes, staring at her intently.

Wang Jirong was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out. The rope she was holding slipped suddenly and was almost thrown out.

Fortunately, at this moment, the master at the other end of the rope seemed to feel something, and the rope felt like a living place, and suddenly turned back, supporting Wang Jirong who was sliding down, and brought her back.

Wang Jirong hurriedly grabbed the rope, panting heavily, not daring to look back, and floated forward with the rope.

Soon, Wang Jirong felt that he had passed through the doorplates that looked like tombstones, and the gloom around him slowly receded. Suddenly, Wang Jirong's body lightened, and he suddenly felt the rope in his hand loosen. Just as he was about to scream, he suddenly felt a sense of falling. , she seemed to fall from a height.

Wang Jirong was shocked and jumped up from the bed.

When she regained her senses, Wang Jirong realized that she was already in her body.

She has come back!

"Rongrong! You're awake!?" Mother Wang, who was terrified, was overjoyed when she saw her daughter awake, and hugged her daughter.

Wang Jirong patted her mother's back with her backhand, and said strangely: "Mom, I'm at home? Where's the master? I just heard his voice. Did you find him and bring me back from the underground?"

Wang Ma had a strange expression on her face, and she looked at the blank surroundings.

Sitting on the stone lion, the figurine Master tilted his head and looked at Fang Shanshui in front of him. He seemed to think that the scene where Fang Shanshui was invisible to others and only he could see it was very interesting.

Fang Shanshui was a little helpless, he didn't want to scare Wang Jirong's mother and daughter, the two of them had already been frightened by the ghost, and now they were going to be frightened by him again, unfortunately there was no way.

Surprised by Wang Ma's strange expression, Wang Jirong suddenly looked suspicious, looked around, and asked softly, "Mom, what's wrong with you? What's around?"

Wang Ma also whispered to Wang Jirong: "I just called that master, and he said he would come to rescue you, and he would be there in 10 minutes. But I only heard someone knocking on the window, but I didn't see anyone... But now you Really woke up."

Wang Jirong was surprised, and looked around again: "What? You mean the master is here now?? Mom, are you sure, God! Master, are you there? Master??"

Wang Ma teased her with a look of jealousy, as if she wanted to tease her to stop barking and show some respect.

At this moment, Fang Shanshui wrote two words on the ground with his wet fingers, marriage letter.

Wang Ma suddenly saw the words slowly appearing stroke by stroke on the ground, her eyes widened, and she immediately pulled Wang Jirong who was shouting beside her in horror.

When Wang Jirong saw it, she was also stunned. She froze for a moment, clasped her hands together, and then said as if worshiping God: "Master, thank you for your blessing just now, you are alive in heaven."

"What nonsense!" Wang Ma immediately slapped Wang Jirong, and hurriedly bowed to the place where Fang Shanshui wrote, "Master, don't take offense at her. His father has already gone to Xie's house. Just call and ask."