There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Song Yan's handwriting is gentle and has the atmosphere of a literati.

What was written was horrifying.

The ridicule and hatred lingering in the letter, with the irony of the Kang family and the sorrow for himself, did not dissipate because of time.

That kind of resentment and hatred is exactly the same as "The Mystery of Candlelight".

Ruo Cang looked at this letter silently, just like reading "The Mystery of Candlelight". The lines between the lines are full of the author's mockery of the impermanence of fate and the ridicule of the characters in his works.

Ruo Cang read several letters, and there were similar sentences from time to time.

Song Yan's pessimistic and negative thinking, trying to kill Hou Kuai, is very similar to Song Qi who Ruocang is playing.

Lin Fengsheng, as Song Yan's pen pal, carried a lot of negative confessions from him.

Song Yan not only mentioned in a letter: The Kang family murdered for money and violated ethics, but left him with a disability to humiliate wantonly, and it would be good if they all died.

Language can deceive.

Hate does not.

The traces left by Song Yan's several letters are enough for Ruo Cang to realize——

"The Candlelight Mystery" should be his wish.

Lin Fengsheng may have ghostwritten it, and may have drawn material from it, but the words written in the letter are all transformed into the image of the Song family in "The Mystery of Candlelight".

Nothing was wrong.

Ruocang put down the letter, sighed, and looked at Kang Jiesheng with pity.

"Do you still want to call back souls?" Ruo Cang's question was blunt and sharp, "Aren't you afraid that he will hate you?"

Kang Jiesheng was suddenly emotional, and retorted as if his bottom line had been punctured, "He can't hate me! He just hates the Kang family!"

He is obviously a member of the family, but Kang Jiesheng is not for his parents or relatives, but only for his brother Yan.

With paranoia and madness to this point, Ruo Cang never said that Lin Fengsheng hated the world anymore.

He just truthfully described the madness of Song Yan and Kang Jiesheng.

Ruo Cang suddenly remembered that Lin Fengsheng's previous novels were all like "Mixed-Blood Bar Girl" and "Legend of Gangsta".

A copy of "The Mystery of Candlelight" came out suddenly, probably also influenced by Song Yan.

Ruocang doesn't need to read the box full of letters.

The deep hatred, entangled with the 30-year-old resentment in "The Mystery of Candlelight", is another kind of ominous thing.

"I'll help you summon your soul."

He has deep eyesight, and he doesn't bother to delve into the entanglement behind them.

Ruo Cang said: "However, if you want to recruit your brother Yan's soul, you have to burn this box of letters..."

"No!" Kang Jiesheng eagerly stood up with his cane, "I can't burn the letter, it's the last thing he left me!"

Ruo Cang scanned the neatly organized letter box.

It can be seen that Kang Jiesheng kept it very well, there was no dust on the four corners of the box, and the letters inside were also clean.

It shows the intention.

However, Ruo Cang said, "This is not a letter he left for you."

The voice he told the facts was ruthless and indifferent, "This is the hatred he left for the world."

Kang Jiesheng's expression froze for a moment.

He didn't read the letters, but he also understood what Ruo Cang was talking about.

Song Yan's hatred is embedded in every letter. He used to wake up in the middle of the night, his mind full of words written by Brother Yan himself.

He is hesitating.

Ruocang was decisive, he said: "If you don't burn it, you won't see Song Yan. You don't need to look for me again."

"and many more."

Kang Jiesheng's struggle and entanglement finally came to an end.

He looked at the box, with mixed emotions in his heart, partly relieved, partly regretful.

"Burn it," he said. "I want to see him."

Living people always have naive thoughts about calling back souls.

Ruo Cang didn't explain too much, and arranged for Mr. Du to prepare things that night.

Ruocang's ceremony will not be as grand as Mr. Du's.

For the sake of the effect of the ceremony, he declined the help of Mr. Du's disciples, and personally held a long line-drawing spoon, and carefully drew the lines of the magic circle on the open space of the house.

The white traces on the ground printed simple and neat spells.

Ruo Cang wrote it casually, he couldn't see his expression clearly with his eyes down, but his strokes were smooth.

Ou Zhiming has seen many Taoist circles, but still feels that the magic circle drawn by Ruocang is too crude.

"Mr. Du, what kind of magic circle is this drawn by Ruocang?"

The spirit of drawing materials filled him with thirst for knowledge.

Mr. Du stroked his beard, looked reverently and said: "This is the Liuhe Pure Formation. In our Taoism, heaven, earth, and four directions are called Liuhe. Zhuangzi once said, 'Beyond the Liuhe, the sage exists and does not matter; within the Liuhe, the sage does not talk about it. Yi', Liuhe is pure, it means that the heaven and earth and the four directions have holy intentions, there is no need to argue and discuss, and seeing is the truth."

The old expert is different from Ruocang.

Mr. Du not only explained the situation, but also quoted scriptures to explain clearly to Ou Zhiming.

The Liuhe Purification Formation preserves the true meaning of the sage, removes external noises, and reveals the evil spirits and charms that enter the formation with their real bodies.

Just like the large box of letters in the center of the formation.

Regardless of Song Yan's hatred, sadness, shock, or joy, Kang Jiesheng will feel all Song Yan's emotions as they are.

Ou Zhiming's strange knowledge has increased again, and he looks at Ruo Cang in awe.

"This formation looks simple, but it's actually so powerful."

His sincere praise made Mr. Du smile.

"Of course. The most exquisite formation method Ruocang uses is not seal script talismans, but the auras he writes into talismans, with a spiritual energy that can reach the world."

Mr. Du's expression was full of pride, "He is a rare life-saving personality. I have benefited a lot from urinating at a young age."

His tone was emotional, it was hard not to confuse Ou Zhiming.

Ou Zhiming asked, "Mr. Du, what is the relationship between you and Ruocang?"

Mr. Du raised his eyes to look at him, blinked his eyes and thought for a long time, and then slowly said: "Master's private affairs, if he doesn't tell you, he just doesn't want to talk about it."

As a good nephew who obeyed his uncle's teachings, Mr. Du twirled his beard and smiled very kindly.

He comforted Ou Zhiming and said, "You just need to know that I won't harm him, and he won't harm you either."

Mr. Du looked nostalgic and pleased, "You guys are destined."

Of course Ou Zhiming knew that Ruocang would not harm him.

They mingled together sooner or later, and they were close at hand. According to the Taoism and Taoism of the Ruocang Society, it was easy to harm an outsider.

However, every time he saw Ruo Cang busy, it was for the sake of exorcising evil for outsiders.

It seems that Ruo Cang came to this world to dispel evil spirits and ghosts, which is his real duty hidden under the star appearance.

As for fate, that's even more so!

Ou Zhiming even began to suspect that his desire to write Taoist scripts since he was a child is the reason why he is today.

People who are not scientific at all will gradually learn metaphysics.

He was deep in thought when Ruo Cang suddenly looked over.

That line of sight was delighted, and his eyes were bright.

Ruo Cang said, "Ou Zhiming, you come here."

He tapped the long spoon of the magic circle, "Stand here!"

"Why?" Ou Zhiming uttered the voice of the onlookers.

Ruo Cang walked over and whispered to him, "I suspect that the ghost you bumped into when you were a child was either from the Kang family or from the Lin family. Now that the Kang family is going to exorcise evil spirits, you should also drive them away. If there are any sequelae, I will treat them together." You solved it."

Ou Zhiming: ...

He, by the way, drives away.

No matter how it sounds, it's like hitchhiking, which is weird.

No matter what, Ou Zhiming complied with Ruocang's request.

As a result, Ou Zhiming, who was originally planning to use material to watch a play, became the first person to stand on the magic circle.

Liuhe Qingjing formation has three positions of heaven, earth and human.

What Ou Zhiming stands for is the word "Heaven".

"Heaven, earth and people, three parties and one line." Ruocang put down the long spoon, looking at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, "Ou Zhiming stands in the sky, Kang Jiesheng and Kang Youyan stand in the people..."

His eyes fell on a box full of letters, "It depends on whether the Underworld is willing to let Song Yan come to meet you."

Ruo Cang, who usually has a scientific face, is very uncomfortable when talking about the underworld.

Ou Zhiming remembered that he said that there are no ghosts, and they would never come to the underworld.

Thinking about it carefully, this sentence of whether the underworld is willing to let people go must be for Kang Jiesheng.

Kang Jiesheng, holding a cane, took the lead in standing on the "person" position, and looked at Ou Zhiming from a distance across the box.

Kang Youyan was terrified, trotted over, and held Kang Jiesheng's hand tightly.

He looked at Ruo Cang and Ou Zhiming with fear.

Even if these are two different people, in his heart, they are all the shadows of learning "Taishang Induction Chapter" in the same line.

The trio is ready.

Ruocang didn't hold the sword, but recited the "Qing Jing Sutra".

"The avenue is formless, giving birth to heaven and earth; the avenue is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon..."

The smell of thuja incense lingered around the formation, and with his low and leisurely tone, it permeated the entire ceremony site.

Maybe it's the quiet night, maybe it's the silence of the atmosphere.

Ou Zhiming could only feel that the whispered chanting in his ears had changed into an unspeakable tone, with a unique deep meaning.

The tiredness that had existed in his body for a long time gradually surged up.

The vision that should have been clear in front of him was covered with a thin mist amidst the smog.

The uncles and nephews of the Kang family who were not far away from him became hazy.

Ou Zhiming was stunned, and felt familiar for no reason.

It seems that a long time ago, there was a man with a cane, wearing a long gown, holding a child by the hand, and meeting him in a dream.

Ruo Cang's chanting was still going on, when he said "clear your heart, and your mind will clear itself", Ou Zhiming suddenly heard a sudden stabbing sound.

It was like the clanging sound of a flame burning a sharp blade.

The next moment, a fire source was thrown across the sky, rushed into the box full of letters, and ignited a fire!

Ou Zhiming was in a trance.

Kang Jiesheng could see clearly.

When Ruocang was reciting scriptures, he finished writing a piece of talisman with a pen, folded it into the shape of a long blade, raised his hand and lit it on the candle.

He just turned around and threw the talisman paper that was supposed to be soft with flames, like a torch igniting a haystack, with a swish, a violent flame exploded!

Kang Jiesheng clenched his cane tightly, staring nervously at the burning letter.

It was a memory he had carefully preserved for 20 years.

Even if his brother Yan is very likely to hate and loathe him, he can't stop his nostalgia.

The flames were raging, not like the flames that could be ignited by a few flimsy letter papers.

Kang Jiesheng's cheeks were scorching hot from the fire, even though his eyes were stinging, he couldn't bear to look away.

Clap!

A spark burst from the fire.

Kang Jiesheng closed his eyes subconsciously, and then opened them again. From the corner of his vision, a piece of light gray gown was reflected.

His eyes were dry, and he looked up along the gown in surprise.

Standing opposite him was no longer the tall and tall Ou Zhiming, but a thin man wearing a long gown to cover up his leg ailments.

Kang Jiesheng felt that his eyes were old and dim.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, only to see a faint smile on the other party's pale face, the irony of fate hidden in the elegance.

Just like his brother Yan in his heart.

Nothing has changed.

"Brother Yan!"

Kang Jiesheng stretched out his hand involuntarily, and took a step forward.

A simple movement suddenly snapped a string on his body.

With a bang, a string of glazed beads fell from Kang Jiesheng's body!

The crisp landing sound brought him back to his senses.

Kang Youyan supported Kang Jiesheng, not knowing why he suddenly stepped forward, and why he called Song Yan's name.

Those glazed beads rolled to the ground, Kang Jiesheng panted loudly, staring at Ou Zhiming in a daze.

In just a moment, the flame gradually weakened.

The long gown Song Yan in front of him has long since disappeared, leaving only Ou Zhiming frowning and bewildered.

Kang Jiesheng couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

Kang Youyan stared at the scattered beads on the ground, and instinctively wanted to pick them up for Uncle Jie.

Suddenly came a shout!

"do not move!"

Ruocang's voice frightened Kang Youyan into a froze, and he quickly hid beside Kang Jiesheng, holding his uncle tightly.

The child's terrified eyes did not arouse Ruo Cang's emotions at all.

His eyes fell on the glazed beads rolling down on the ground, and he reached out to pick it up after one of them rolled out of the magic circle.

Ruo Cang held the crystal clear glass bead, and felt the familiar resentment from it.

He couldn't help asking: "Mr. Kang, what is this?"

Kang Jiesheng finally came back to his senses, and raised his hand to touch his empty left wrist.

He had worn this string of bracelets for a long time, but when he was asked about it suddenly, he froze for a moment.

"My bracelet..."

Kang Jiesheng covered his wrists, his face was full of blankness, "It seems that I used to ask... for the bracelet I asked for in order to meet Brother Yan."

He forgot exactly when and from whom he asked for the bracelet.

I just remember that I have been wearing it on my hand and it has become a habit.

Every time Kang Jiesheng looked at it, he always felt that it was very important.

It is more important to win than your own life, once you lose it, you will never see Brother Yan again.

Ruo Cang asked sharply, "Who gave it to you?!"

Kang Jiesheng turned pale, and replied truthfully: "I don't remember, I don't remember who gave it to me."

He didn't lie.

No one can lie in front of Ruo Cang in Ruo Cang's circle.

Kang Jiesheng's luck became exceptionally clean, and the lingering resentment and hatred associated with "The Mystery of Candlelight" when he first met disappeared, leaving only the narrow-minded gloom of a middle-aged man.

The beads scattered, and Kang Jiesheng's luck also changed.

The hatred and sorrow in him suddenly became nothing worth mentioning.

Negative dark emotions are not even as strong as the beads in Ruo Cang's hand, they are so thick and dark.

Ruocang's gaze fell on all the glazed beads scattered in the magic circle.

Small and broken, like the scattered souls on the formation, the resentment is overflowing.

"Don't move." Ruo Cang's voice was clear but sharp.

He picked up the long spoon with which he had drawn the talisman just now, stepped into the magic circle, and scooped out the colored glaze beads into the spoon one by one.

It's just a pile of clear beads, but in Ruo Cang's eyes, it looks like the residue dug out of the sewage mud, exuding a strange luck similar to "The Mystery of Candlelight".

Lingering.

In Buddhism, colored glaze is one of the seven treasures for eliminating diseases and avoiding evil. It is absolutely impossible to gather so many filthy breaths.

When he scooped the glazed beads into the spoon one by one, there were 28 round beads gathered together like carbon ash covered by ashes, with no light in sight.

Ruocang frowned, and glanced at Kang Jiesheng.

Kang Jiesheng, without the glass beads, is just a middle-aged man with ordinary luck and a narrow mind.

Those dark auras that made him resist and repel were all in the glazed beads!

"...Is there something wrong with this bead?"

Kang Jiesheng had to ask.

Although he saw Song Yan in a daze, Ruocang didn't say it was over, he still had expectations in his heart.

"Have."

Ruocang stood upright and said: "These beads can be burned again."

He was about to pour the glazed beads into the box of burnt letters with his backhand, when he stopped suddenly.

After experiencing the burning of the box, there was still a letter left in it.

Ruo Cang felt strange.

The Liuhe Cleansing Formation he used could burn away all the old enemies in the formation.

The letters left by Song Yan have accumulated decades of hatred, and should have been thoroughly burned, how could there be a letter left behind.

Ruo Cang reached out to fish.

The envelope of this letter has been burnt out, and the letter itself has been licked back and forth by the flames, and it is also incomplete.

But Ruocang glanced at it and handed it to Kang Jiesheng.

He said, "Here you are."

Kang Jiesheng was stunned.

He saw the fire with his own eyes, and saw the fire extinguished naturally.

How could there be anything left in such a raging fire? !

A trace of panic rose in Kang Jiesheng's heart.

Can't wait to take it, and looked at the mutilated letter.

Song Yan's hatred and Song Yan's "hearts about my friend" disappeared completely.

Only a half-page fragment remained after burning, still in Song Yan's gentle handwriting.

He said: "The ending you showed me last time, Song Jue really had a hard time.

I know you don't like Jason, he has a surly personality and has offended you several times, but in my heart I still love him and hate to scold him.

It's just a child, how about giving him an easy ending?

I don't know how long I can live, but I just hope that Jiesheng will be safe and successful, and don't follow in the footsteps of the Kang family. "

In just a few words, Kang Jiesheng's tears fell down.

He has not read the letter.

It should be pressed at the bottom of the box, hidden in the vast hatred, he didn't even have the guts to see it.

Song Jue in the original book "The Mystery of Candlelight" is indeed unfortunate, but also lucky.

Unfortunately, he was born in such a sick, crazy family.

Fortunately, he is protected and cared by the Song family.

Just a lunatic, Song Jue was able to go through the tragic fate of the Song family's tragic death, retreated under the protection of Song Qi, and ended up alive.

Song Jue's ending was just like Song Yan's full of hatred, leaving only hope for Kang Jiesheng.

I hope he gets rid of the sick family, I hope he can still be alive.

I hope that he will do what he said to Lin Fengsheng in his letter: I only hope that he will be safe and successful.

Nostalgia welled up in my heart, and all of Kang Jiesheng's strength was suddenly withdrawn.

He stood on the ground, crying hoarsely.

Kang Youyan was in a hurry, but he could only grab his hand, and looked up worriedly at him crying and howling in pain.

Kang Youyan has never seen such a groggy Kang Jiesheng.

He was crying almost crazily, with pain that adults couldn't bear.

The accident came suddenly, and Ou Zhiming stood opposite them, feeling boundless melancholy in his heart.

Ou Zhiming remembered that Ruocang said that the ghosts left behind were not people, but obsession, grief, and hatred.

They can't communicate, can't talk, they keep repeating the cycle of leaving that moment, affecting the emotions of living people.

Kang Jiesheng was indeed affected emotionally by a person who had been dead for many years.

Such a middle-aged businessman who likes to pretend to be elegant and pretends to be gentle, is just an ordinary person who can't suppress his grievances when he cries helplessly.

He no longer asks about soul-calling.

Don't ask Brother Yan any more.

Just venting my anguish.

All the questions that Kang Jiesheng wanted to ask Song Yan were contained in this piece of paper.

His brother Yan is exactly the same as he imagined when he guessed in fear and couldn't sleep at night——

Song Yan doesn't hate him, Song Yan only hates the repetition and injustice of this fate.

The wind blew suddenly, drying Kang Jiesheng's tears.

With Kang Youyan's worried support, he calmed down again, holding the fragment of the letter as if it were a treasure.

He has been waiting for this day for almost 30 years.

From a teenager to a middle-aged man, when he dreamed back at midnight, he would see Song Yan and say: Everyone in the Kang family deserves to die.

He didn't want to admit that Song Yan hated even him, but he still couldn't stop thinking about it.

At this point, he didn't want to.

It is already the greatest fulfillment in his life to have Song Yan personally write a sentence that only hopes that he will be safe and successful.

Kang Jiesheng returned to his usual smile.

It's just that the smile became a little more bleak, and he said hoarsely: "I saw Brother Yan when the fire started just now."

He thought it was an illusion, and it was also an illusion.

Now that he has cried bitterly and felt relieved, he naturally knows that Ruo Cang's ceremonies are extraordinary.

With a mere dazed look, Kang Jiesheng had already regarded it as the result of summoning his soul.

He smiled bleakly, "Thank you master for letting go of my regrets for many years. I will definitely teach You Yan well in the future, and I won't let him follow in the footsteps of our Kang family."

Song Yan's wish was naturally also his wish.

The demeanor and tone of his speech have obviously been reborn suddenly.

Ruocang saw Kang Youyan's future in his few words.

For such a little liar, it is necessary to copy and recite the "Tai Shang Induction Chapter", and to be a good person under Song Yan's last wish.

Ruo Cang pondered for a moment, and decided to be nice to the middle-aged man who was sincerely awakened.

The breath on the string of glazed beads is where Song Yan's true obsession lies.

So, he said frankly: "Although you don't remember that the glass beads were given to you, there should be something Song Yan wants to say in this string of beads."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the glass in the box, put down the long spoon that had been filled with glass beads, lit the talisman on the desk, and threw it into the box decisively.

Those dark glass beads immediately crackled when they touched the burning talisman.

Faintly, Ruocang suddenly saw the resentment soaring to the sky, like a clamoring ghost, reverberating wantonly in the Liuhe Purification Formation.

is hate.

It is a hate so strong that it can overshadow all love.

The hatred of Song Yan, Lin Fengsheng, and the unknown soul, with the wind blowing around, became more and more intense!

Ruocang did not expect such a situation.

Liulizhu's hatred is so deep that there is no room for any gentleness and kindness.

Among the crushed hatred, Song Yan's state of mind could no longer be discerned.

They hovered in the magic circle for a long time, and were gradually disintegrated by the holy will of heaven and earth.

The flame gradually died out.

The glazed beads have returned to their crystal clearness, and there is no trace of gloom or resentment left.

Kang Jiesheng couldn't read the message from Liuli Zhu.

He looked anxiously at Ruo Cang's expression, trying in vain to see any news.

Still unable to detect any emotional fluctuations from Ruo Cang Qingjun's indifferent face.

Finally, Kang Jiesheng held his cane and asked anxiously, "What did Brother Yan say?"

The middle-aged man experienced the sadness after letting go, and even his tone became humble.

The sincerity brought out by his luck far surpassed all the hypocrisy and obscenity in the past.

Song Yan didn't say anything.

There is only hatred in the glass beads.

Ruo Cang has seen all the hatred in the glass beads, and understands the endless grievances and grievances in "The Mystery of Candlelight".

The author's ridicule, the reader's anger, the curiosity of the living, and the fear of the dead are all locked in a solid glazed magic circle, and finally vanish into nothingness in a talisman fire.

The novel planned by Song Yan and Lin Fengsheng was just to vent the unfulfilled killing intent.

In the end, he didn't know who was taking advantage of him, and he gathered resentment that could not be dispelled for a long time.

I'm afraid, neither of them thought of this consequence.

What can Song Yan say?

The regret left at the end of life is still not being able to kill the Kang family, but playing with life and death in the novel.

Kang Jiesheng gave Song Yan all of his pure trust and admiration.

He knew the truth a long time ago, but he didn't believe that it was Song Yan's idea, and speculated that it was Lin Fengsheng's arbitrariness to smear the Kang family.

Even changed a brand new script, preparing to restore a real Song Yan.

In fact, the real Song Yan is indeed the demented Song Qi described by Lin Fengsheng.

Song Yan recognized it, Lin Fengsheng recognized it, and Kang Jiesheng denied it.

Kang Jiesheng was even more paranoid and crazy.

All he wanted was the warm words of a dead man.

Ruocang's mouth curled into a smile.

I thought this play was so ridiculous that it made a middle-aged man in his 40s haunt his dreams.

Ruo Cang's gaze is deep, and he wants to draw a sentence for this tragedy.

He said, "Song Yan said he was always by your side."

Kang Jiesheng's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"Ah."

The night breeze was light, Ruo Cang replied in a low voice: "He said you don't have to think about him all the time, and you don't have to work hard for him."

"When the wind blows, he is there."