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"Is this useful?"

Qin Manjiang was deeply suspicious.

He had to at least move back and forth while watching the movie, and he had to keep chanting incantations to be effective.

"Taoist Master, have you forgotten to recite the incantation?" Qin Manjiang asked.

"Spells are used to scare people, and the useful thing is the sound of the bell." The old Taoist put away the Sanqing Bell and shook his head, "Unfortunately, ancient books record that if you encounter a soul-returning ghost and take away the soul of a living person, you can use the Sanqing Bell. Calling her with a clear bell is not the solution. If you want to get Miss Qiao out of trouble, you have to find another way."

At this time, Mei Sijun asked: "Taoist Priest, since Miss Qiao can't come back, can we go there?"

The old Taoist's eyes widened and he shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know, can you help me?"

It turns out that this old man also has something he doesn’t know...

Qin Manjiang lowered his head and looked at [Tongjie], especially the sentence "Death here and there, the soul returns after death."

Mei Sijun nodded and said, "I once heard of a drama about the underworld, which also has the ability to pull away the soul and transcend time and space. I wonder... whether that drama about the underworld can take us to the place where Miss Qiao's soul is."

"Underworld Opera?!" The old Taoist was surprised, "The operas sung to the deceased at the place of death, I think it does have the ability to communicate with the deceased, you can give it a try!"

And at this time...

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Qiao Ziru was shaken by the ringtone of Ruoyouruowu, but she couldn't hear it clearly. She walked towards the coffin again in a daze.

The coffin placed in the yard seemed to have always attracted her.

"Girl..."

Just when Qiao Ziru was about to get close to the coffin, grandma appeared again!

Qiao Ziru was frightened by the sudden sound!

She turned around and looked around. In the gray world, grandma was standing at the door of the hall, wrapped in white smoke, with a wrinkled face full of smiles, staring at her.

"Don't touch it randomly..."

She said again:

"A place with dead people is likely to be haunted..."

ghost? !

This word suddenly pierced Qiao Ziru's brain like a needle, and she suddenly felt scared...

Before, she didn't feel scared whether she encountered the funeral team carrying the coffin or the black dog at the entrance of the village...

But now, she suddenly felt scared.

Are there any ghosts in the village?

Did I come early...I rushed back when I found out someone had passed away, but the funeral hall has not been decorated yet, the coffin is still placed in the yard, and none of the relatives or neighbors have come yet...

She shuddered.

She rubbed her cold hands. She didn't feel cold just now, but after hearing the ringtone, she felt a little cold.

Speaking of which... I feel hungry too.

"grandmother……"

Qiao Ziru turned around and was about to ask her grandma for some food, but found that the old man at the door had disappeared again.

Where can I find something to eat...

She pressed her belly and suddenly stared at the coffin in the yard.

On the bench in front of the coffin was a plate of steamed buns.

Is it a sacrifice?

Qiao Ziru swallowed and subconsciously walked to the steamed buns place.

There's no one inside... right? In other words, this steamed bun is not considered an offering now, right?

Qiao Ziru didn't know what was wrong with her, but she suddenly felt hungry and scratching her liver. She slowly stretched out her hand and touched the white steamed buns in front of the coffin.

When she first encountered it, some taboo thoughts that she originally thought were not good disappeared without a trace.

Qiao Ziru picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily.

However, after taking two bites, her eyes suddenly widened, "Bah, bah, bah!"

"vomit……"

Qiao Ziru vomited out all the steamed buns he had eaten!

what is this?

Is it a steamed bun?

What a strange smell... an earthy smell, and a... texture of meat that has been dead for a long time, not like flour at all.

She was disgusted by this steamed bun.

Just when she was feeling hungry and didn't know what to do, the white smoke from the main room floated out and got into her nostrils.

Qiao Ziru trembled all over, and an extremely comfortable...indescribable sense of satisfaction came over him.

It seems that my body is stronger!

She slowly...step by step walked towards the main room.

This is... the smell of sandalwood.

According to custom, after someone passes away, sandalwood will be lit at home, firstly to clear away evil spirits, and secondly, to let the soul encounter the incense and ascend to heaven, which is a good sign.

However, Qiao Ziru has never felt that sandalwood smells so good...

She was intoxicated and couldn't help but slowly walked towards the main room.

His eyes were half-lidded and he kept smelling the scent of sandalwood.

One step...two steps...

She passed the coffin, stepped onto the threshold, and continued walking deeper into the main room.

This addictive smell made Qiao Ziru almost completely lose her ability to think.

She just felt as if she was lying in a large piece of cotton, so comfortable...

Unknowingly, she had walked in front of three burning sandalwood sticks, bent over, and greedily inhaled the smoke of the sandalwood sticks.

But right now! Qiao Ziru's peripheral vision glanced at someone standing aside!

She was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat. After standing up straight, she turned around and saw an old woman wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket standing next to the paper figure on the wall, looking at her with a smile.

It's grandma!

Sweat broke out on Qiao Ziru's forehead. She knew that her appearance just now was too strange. Wouldn't it scare her grandma?

Grandma won’t misunderstand that I learned bad things outside and learned to suck some messy things...

"Grandma...Grandma, I'm just...I'm a little hungry and a little confused, so..."

She explained hesitantly.

However, grandma never spoke.

Qiao Ziru looked towards the wall with a guilty conscience. A boy and a girl were both paper figures.

There was also a taller... servant-looking person.

Also a paper man.

Grandma is not here at all!

Qiao Ziru suddenly woke up a lot. She was covered in hair and cold sweat fell from her forehead in large drops.

Her heart was pounding, and her grandma's words just now echoed in her mind...

"A place with dead people is likely to be haunted..."

ghost? !

Her mind buzzed, her vision went dark, and strong fear surged into her heart. She rushed out of the main room, not even daring to stay in the yard, and ran directly out of the yard and towards the village.

Ghost... there is a ghost!

Have I encountered a ghost?

Qiao Ziru was covered in sweat, but when she rushed out of the yard and ran wildly on the road for a while, she realized...

Where is this place?

Is this Qiaojiacun?

Why...the road is familiar, but I still haven't reached the village after running for so long?

She started to panic.

But this time, a pair of wrinkled hands suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Girl, stop running around, it's time to eat..."

Grandma's voice appeared behind her.

Qiao Ziru's scalp felt numb. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell her.

She struggled subconsciously, broke free of the restraints with her elbows, and slowly shook her head:

"No...Grandma, I'm not hungry anymore..."

she murmured.

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"Ouch!"

In the yard, Qin Manjiang, who was sitting on the ground with his chin in his hands and thinking about how to clear the customs, suddenly received an elbow in the stomach.

He turned to look at Qiao Ziru, who was lying next to him, and muttered, "What's wrong? Are you chased by a ghost?"

Mei Sijun was discussing with Lao Tao about the "Night of Resurrection", and the two of them seemed to have known each other for years.

"Well, it's feasible...then I'll ask the Taoist priest to hold the battle outside."

"Mr. Qin and I went into the Soul Resurrection Night to look for Miss Qiao." Mei Sijun said.

The old Taoist also nodded: "Okay."

Qin Manjiang's eyes widened: "Ah? What are you talking about?"