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Song Hanxiu carried the unconscious villager all the way back to the house where he lived.

He is not familiar with the residence on Dachao Mountain, and he doesn't want to disturb anyone casually. He just wants to go back first, and then let the people of that family contact other villagers in the village and the Taoist priests in the forest. .

The family where Song Hanxiu lived temporarily had only two people, a couple.The girl's name is Li Mei, and the boy's name is Wang Dong.

Hearing Song Hanxiu briefly explain the matter, both of them showed a bit of shock on their faces, and hurried out the door, one went to call the village chief and other villagers, and the other went to the forest to find Those Taoist priests.

Not long after, a group of people gathered in the village brigade, and Song Hanxiu briefly recounted the incident in front of everyone present, and took the ghost out of the ghost bag.

Before taking it out, he did not forget to remind a certain coward who was following him: "Close your eyes."

Song Hanxiu's voice was not loud, and only Li Ruan next to him could hear it clearly.

Li Ruan knew that Song Hanxiu was going to take the ghost out of the ghost bag, and he didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he nodded obediently and closed his eyes.

Song Hanxiu looked at the little ghost's trembling eyelashes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he was quite obedient.

Because of a ghost-suppressing talisman, the ghost had no room to resist, and was carried by Song Hanxiu, a bit like a dead fish.

Seeing Song Hanxiu's actions, a group of Taoist priests took out the bull's tears from their sleeves and wiped them on their eyelids. They were shocked when they saw the ghost, but after all, they have been hunting ghosts for many years. Among the Taoist priests, there is no one who is as hopeless as the little guy, who is so frightened that he sits on the ground paralyzed.

Thinking of the silly look of the little guy lying on the ground just now, Song Hanxiu couldn't help but want to laugh.It's so fun.

The Taoists present wiped away the bull's tears to see the ghost clearly, but the villagers couldn't see anything. Everyone looked blankly at Song Hanxiu holding the air, but no one dared to ask questions.

Probably seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the villagers, a proud Taoist priest said at this moment: "Do you want to see what a ghost looks like? I will wipe two drops of bull tears on your eyelids." That's it."

These Taoist priests are used to being looked up to by others, so how can they be suspected by these ignorant villagers? They don't care whether the villagers will be frightened fainted or have some kind of heart attack when they see the ghost, and strongly want to help them. The ability of Taoist priests is justified.

But it is also true that if this group of people are not allowed to see it, it may be difficult to really relax in the future.It's not a bad thing to see.

"This Taoist priest, let me have a look." A steady voice sounded, it was the village head of Dachao Mountain, about forty years old, surnamed Xing, and he looked quite simple and honest.

The Taoist didn't say much, just dipped two drops of bull's tears with his index finger and wiped it on Village Chief Xing.

Song Hanxiu, who had been expressionless all the time, reminded: "This ghost looks a little scary, Village Chief Xing, sit down and prepare yourself."

Village Chief Xing thanked him somewhat gratefully, took a deep breath, made some mental preparations, and then looked in Song Hanxiu's direction.

"Ah!" After a scream, the village chief fell to the ground, his face was pale, and he almost fainted.

Seeing this, the villagers next to him hurried forward to support him and took some rescue measures before finally waking up Village Chief Xing again.

Now Village Chief Xing really didn't dare to look at the ghost in Song Hanxiu's hands anymore, panting heavily, he thanked Song Hanxiu loudly: "Thank you Taoist priest for catching ghosts for us."

Seeing that the village chief had spoken, the other villagers followed suit to thank him.

The Taoist priest who offered to wipe the bull's tears before was very proud, as if the villagers were not thanking Song Hanxiu but him.

In the end, Song Hanxiu used a fire talisman to directly burn the evil spirit to ashes.Only then did everyone turn their attention to the villager who had been unconscious since just now.

Village Chief Xing touched the heart that was still beating wildly until now and looked at the unconscious man who was picked up again by Song Hanxiu, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback: "Ah Wei?"

Although Song Hanxiu briefly talked about the fact that someone in the village raised a little ghost just now, but at that time the attention of the big guys was on that ghost, and no one had the heart to think about who was so bad that he actually made a bad habit of raising a little ghost. people thing.It was also at this moment that he finally had the heart to pay attention to the person Song Hanxiu lifted from the ground.There was a bit of shock on everyone's face.

Song Hanxiu didn't show much expression, he just said, "Bring a basin of water and splash him awake."

Everyone was in a complicated mood at the moment, but they still obeyed obediently.Not long after, the villager named Awei was poured with a basin of cold water, and gradually woke up from his coma.

At this moment, he was finally awake, and his eyes were no longer as red as before, but there was still a little hostility in them.

"Ah Wei, why did you do this? We have lived in a village for so long, we can't see you up and down, everyone takes good care of you, how can you do such a thing that hurts others and yourself? Even if you have something You can tell everyone about difficult things." The village chief looked at Awei with disappointment in his eyes.

But Awei just smiled with disdain, with a bit of ferocity on his face: "You people are just good at talking. After my parents died, I didn't see any of you to help me. Our family is so poor that we can't get rid of it. I don’t see anyone who cares about me. I don’t mind these things, but you should never marry Xiaoli to someone else because I have no money, obviously we really love each other.”

The more Awei spoke, the more angry he became in his words, Song Hanxiu couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard it.It is impossible for everyone's life to be smooth sailing, and they will encounter more or less bad things, but this Ah Wei should never put his own troubles on those innocent people.

"But Awei, your parents left you so much land and didn't see you take good care of it. You're just doing nothing all day long. If you look at it like this, you're not a person who lives a stable life. Who would dare to marry their daughter to you!" A middle-aged woman stood up at this time and said that it should be the mother of Xiaoli that Awei said.

"My poor son didn't provoke you at all, he was just better than you, why did you deprive him of his life!"

"My son is the same, he is obviously innocent, why did you kill him!" There was a loud roar, which should be the relatives of the victim some time ago, and the scene was once chaotic.

Song Hanxiu watched the scene in front of him coldly, without too much emotion.Something caught the sleeve at this moment.

He turned his head slightly, and saw the kid who was obediently closing his eyes, his eyelashes trembling like a little butterfly.

He heard his soft voice with a little timidity: "Is that ghost still there?"

He really wanted to touch the kid's head, thinking that he was still in front of a dozen or so Taoist priests, so he restrained himself and lowered his hands. He only parted his thin lips lightly, and whispered, "It's gone."