After rebirth, I made a fortune by setting up a stall

Half an hour later, the cemetery in the west of the city.

In a small corner of the garden, there is a newly erected stone tombstone, which is blank.

Song Ziwei stood in front of the tombstone in trepidation, obviously not digesting the weird-sounding fact-his wife Fang Yue raised a ghost baby, and the ghost baby was his own child who 'died within a day of birth'?

"The child's funeral was buried in the ground?" Zhu Xun looked at the unnamed tombstone and asked.

"Yes." Song Ziwei clenched his fists and replied, "I heard from people of the older generation that cremation is used to settle the grievances and grievances of the deceased during his lifetime. A newborn child has no grievances or enmity with this world, so he will be buried naturally. It’s best to go. So I spent some money to buy off the people in the cemetery, specially chose this corner, and buried the child in a small coffin.”

Zhu Xun nodded, not surprised by this answer.

If cremation had been used in the first place, it is estimated that there would be no 'ghost baby' at the moment.

"Mr. Song, I know it's hard for you to believe what I said. But as long as you open the buried coffin, the truth will be clear." Zhu Xun paused and added, "Of course, the decision on this matter is up to you."

After all, things like 'opening the coffin for autopsy' are not acceptable to anyone.

Song Ziwei frowned, he stretched out his hand to caress the tombstone, feeling extremely tormented.

He thought of his wife's heart-piercing cries when she lost the child, and the pain of burying the child with his own hands, so he couldn't help retreating, "No! Yueyue would not do such a thing behind my back. The child is already dead. Just, let him rest in peace underground."

Song Ziwei retreated slightly, avoiding the eyes of Zhu Xun and others, and dodged, "Master, I have troubled you for a whole day, and the reward is up to you. I am too tired during this time, maybe I really have hallucinations." ..."

Human nature is complex.

No matter how strong his desire to pursue the truth is, even if the truth is right in front of him, he still lacks the courage when his relatives are involved.

Zhu Xun's face was slightly condensed, and he pointed out Song Zidai's disguise, "Mr. Song, it's really boring to deceive yourself and others. Anyway, since I couldn't help you because of my busy schedule, I am embarrassed to accept this money."

"Do not……"

"Newborn babies are the purest and kindest, but ghost babies are just the opposite." Zhu Xun looked at the tombstone without words, his eyes flickered, and he said coldly, "Mr. Song, it's not worth losing three lives for a ghost baby."

As soon as the ending sound fell, he turned and left without hesitation.

"Senior." Yu Yan stopped talking and followed immediately.

Before he could take a few steps, Song Zidai shouted hastily from behind, "Wait a minute! Master, do you mean that the existence of ghost babies will endanger the lives of the living?!"

The two stopped in tandem.

Yu Yan glanced at Zhu Xun's figure, and took the initiative to explain, "Mr. Song, ghost babies live on human blood, and their caregivers provide fresh blood for feeding every day. Mr. Song, your wife has suffered a serious loss of vital energy and blood. The reason is to use fresh blood to support the ghost baby. In addition, the ghost baby sucked human blood is equivalent to getting yang energy."

The longer the ghost baby survives in the world, the stronger the desire for Yang Qi will be.Once the blood supply is not timely, he will kill and suck blood.

"At that time, your whole family will die tragically under his hands." Yu Yan's voice was as gentle as ever, but the deep meaning in this sentence made Song Zi stand on end.

Is it really worth sacrificing three more lives for a dead child?

"Mr. Song, we can't empathize with the pain of losing a child, but there is always a distinction between good and evil in being a human being." Zhu Xun turned around and looked back, and there was a bit of coldness in his clear voice, "One day the ghost baby escaped from your house. Hurt other innocent people with anger, have you thought about the consequences?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Song Ziwei was stunned for a few seconds before he said bitterly, "Master, I believe you, but I want to open the coffin first..."

Even though the result is ready to come out, he still wants to verify it himself before making a final decision.

Zhu Xunjian figured it out, approached the tombstone decisively, brought out a blasting charm and pasted it on the stone cover.After a slight explosion, the stone cover was shattered, revealing a relatively new coffin under the ground.Immediately afterwards, he used his spiritual power again and overturned the lid of the crucified coffin.

In just a few seconds, everything inside the coffin was revealed.

Song Ziwei was shocked by the electric shock and fell to the ground.He clearly remembered that he was the one who buried the dead child himself!But now, the small coffin was empty, and there was no trace of the child left.

Song Zi waited for a long time before getting up from the ground in embarrassment, asking for help in a muffled voice, "...Master, what should I do?"

"Go home, don't reveal your secrets in front of your wife." Zhu Xun met his flustered eyes and said calmly, "I need some time to prepare something. If you dare not sleep at night, live outside."

Song Ziti responded, but his trembling voice still betrayed his emotions.

Zhu Xun was keenly aware of this, and promised in a slow voice, "Don't worry, I will personally capture the ghost baby and refine it to supernatural power. Then everything will return to normal."

Practitioners take 'catching ghosts' as their duty.Although Zhu Xun is a ghost, he still has this belief.As for the reward he said verbally, he just wanted to add a little breath to the boring life.

……

After Song Ziti left, Zhu Xun still stood silently in front of the wordless tombstone, looking deep in thought.He frowned slightly, and the corners of his eyes showed a little distress unconsciously.

Yu Yan worked hard, took the initiative to organize the opened cemetery as before, and approached, "Senior."

"Ok?"

"You just told Mr. Song that you need time to prepare something?" Yu Yan asked.

Zhu Xun came back to his senses and said as he walked, "I'm worrying about this. The ghost babies of the Song family died as soon as they were born, and they didn't have time to do evil while staying in the Song family after death. The original methods to deal with evil spirits were not good enough. suitable for dealing with it."

When Yu Yan heard this, he understood.

In the past, when they encountered evil spirits, they either imprisoned them with formations or suppressed them with spiritual weapons.And they promised Song Ziti that they could only refine and supersede the ghost baby, so that it could enter a new reincarnation as soon as possible.

"Senior, do you have a suitable spirit weapon in your spirit bag?" Yu Yan shifted his gaze and asked tentatively.

"No." Zhu Xun shook his head, with helplessness and doubts intertwined on his face, "To be honest, I forgot the origin of this spiritual bag. But the spiritual weapons in the bag are more powerful than each other, and they are almost the same for dealing with evil spirits. .”

If it is used on the ghost baby, I am afraid that as soon as the spirit weapon is used, the other party will be out of their wits.

"After much deliberation, there is only one way left." Zhu Xun looked at Yu Yan, and said the most primitive method of salvation, "...use the branches of a thousand-year-old tree to burn the ghost baby."

The ancient tree survived for thousands of years, and naturally absorbed the purest spiritual power in the world.When using ancient tree branches to burn and refine ghost infants, the deceitful aura of the corpse and the spiritual power of the ancient tree will cancel each other out, which is the safest and less error-prone method.

"It's just that now, it's hard to find these thousand-year-old trees." Zhu Xun didn't forget to add.Thousands of years old trees, no matter where they grow, must be the key protection objects of relevant departments.

Want to cut down the vines of an ancient tree?It is simply difficult!

Thinking of this, Zhu Xun's deep eyes were filled with annoyance, and he couldn't help sighing——Sure enough, catching ghosts and making money are not easy tasks.

"Yu Yan, can you help me search online later? See where there are thousand-year-old trees near Mausoleum City?" Zhu Xun is also considered an 'old antique', and has not had time to understand these high-tech things.

As a result, this question was asked, but no one replied for a long time.

Zhu Xun turned around in surprise, only to find that Yu Yan had been following behind him slowly.The other party lowered his head pensively, and the little tufts on the back of his head were slightly exposed, trembling with his steps, which seemed childish.

Zhu Xun only felt itchy hands, forgot about business for a while, and became playful.After Yu Yan approached, he directly reached out and grabbed the other's little hair, and even teased him twice with his fingertips.

"..." Yu Yan was taken aback by his unexpected action, "Senior, senior?"

"It's very fun." Zhu Xun took the opportunity to smooth the hair, and accepted it when he saw it.

Yu Yan's actual age is not very old, perhaps because he has practiced since he was a child, it always makes people feel indifferent and mature.At this moment, Zhu Xun was treating him like a small animal, and his face rarely showed a bit of unnatural embarrassment.

"You didn't listen to me just now, what were you thinking?"

"Senior, I heard." Yu Yan retorted softly.He pursed his lips, trying to restore his composure, "...I know where there is a thousand-year-old tree in Lingcheng, and that tree is still growing on a private property."

When Zhu Xun heard this, surprise flashed across his face, and he asked, "Where is it?"

Yu Yan met his expectant eyes, the hesitation in his heart disappeared immediately, and he finally said a place name.

……

The next day.

Unlike Dushui Hutong, which is about to be demolished, Xieyang District has always been an ancient building protection area in Lingcheng. There are very few residents in this area, and the people who are eligible to live in it are either rich or expensive.

Xieyang District, No. 99.

Zhu Xun stopped in front of an independent courtyard, and looked up at the ancient gray tiles and chestnut beams.The carefully carved courtyard door has some slight scratches, which seem to be the traces of time.

There is only a wooden sign hanging above the courtyard gate, with a word written squarely on it.

rather.

Apparently, it's the resident's surname.

Zhu Xun was just about to knock the copper ring on the gate, but the next second, the half-covered gate was blown open by the wind, and a pear blossom with a huge tree crown was standing in the garden. The branches are still full of snow-white decorations, and the light and shadow falling all over the ground underneath.

Born on the branches, melted into the mud.

The flowers bloom and fall, and the nose is full of extravagant taste.

I wish Xun Xin moved slightly, the action of the body was higher than reason, and he entered the hospital one step earlier.The north and south sides are simple and old gray walls, which are not monotonous against the background of the sea of ​​flowers, but neutralize the sense of prosperity of the sea of ​​flowers.

After bypassing the pear tree, another two-storey long flat house came into view.Through the thin casement, Zhu Xun could vaguely see the furnishings inside.All kinds of antiques and curios are neatly placed on the custom-made wooden pergola, all of which reveal the taste of the owner.

Zhu Xun looked inside for a long time, but he didn't find the owner of the house.

It would be rude to come uninvited.It would be even more disrespectful if he entered the room again.

Zhu Xun thought about it secretly, and was planning to go back outside the courtyard and wait quietly.Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he caught sight of a figure under the pear blossom tree.The man wore a silver mask that covered his entire appearance.

But Zhu Xun still peeked out sporadic bits and pieces from the gaps in the mask.

Those were a pair of very light eyes, which seemed to contain no dust of the world.Indifferent emotions overflowed from his eyes, and then merged with the coldness all over his body.

The wind blows, the flowers fall, and the fragrance overflows.

Everything around him seemed to be specially designed for him.

From the corner of his eyes, Zhu Xun noticed that the hem of the man's clothes was curled up in a small arc by the wind, which inexplicably made his mood fluctuate slightly.

The empty memories in his mind flashed blank for a moment, Zhu Xun stood in place, not advancing or retreating.Suddenly, the man's cold voice broke through all the obstacles and came over, only three words.

"Awaited."

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