The village chief was silent for a long time, then let out a long breath and sighed, "Do you know Hailinwa's birthday? He has a very cloudy weather and is also a medicine jar. Even if he doesn't do that, he will still be in the eighth month of the lunar calendar this year.

I will leave at the age of twenty-five, and it will be very painful, and I will not be able to get rid of the extremely negative fate. I will still be a short-lived phase in my next life. I can't ignore it.

The master once said that February 14th is a yin auspicious day. If you want to change the fate of Hailinwa, you must end his life in the ancient temple at midnight during the extremely yin time, and then place the body with yin wood for seven days.

If he is buried in a burial ground, his soul will be completely separated from the extremely cold body. In his next life, he will definitely be the son of a wealthy family..."

"Did Master Huang tell you this all?"

Yajun sneered, looking at the village chief with hatred and pitiful eyes.

Yajun hates him because he can't be so ruthless. Yajun pities the village chief because he has been taken advantage of, but he doesn't know that all this is just a conspiracy. It's exactly the opposite of what the village chief said.

Precisely because there must be some special energy somewhere in the ancient temple, and the extremely yin body hanging to death in the middle of the night will only make the suspense more stubborn, and he will be born as an evil spirit, and Zhou Hailin has a yin talisman drawn on his body.

His soul is not unwilling to leave, but unable to leave. Coupled with the erosion of the Yin Coffin, the original soul has been deteriorated and turned into a very terrifying evil spirit.

All this was just the beginning of a conspiracy, but the village chief fell into this conspiracy and traded his own flesh and blood in exchange for his soul.

Is it because he is ruthless or because he loves his son so much?

As everyone knows, everything the village chief did has brought Zhou Hailin into a hell of sin that he will never be able to escape from. Even if he uses the Tianzhu Sutra to transform, Zhou Hailin will not be able to come back. From the moment his soul was eroded, he has not even been reincarnated.

The only chance is gone.

The village chief was silent. During his conversation with Yajun, he also vaguely guessed that there was something wrong. But he still didn't know that everything he had done had pushed his son to a hopeless point.

the point.

"Dig the grave, give your son a new coffin, and use the Bodhi Sutra to save him!"

Yajun stared at the village chief who lowered his head and said something to him indifferently.

"Dig...dig a grave?"

The village chief was alerted by these words. You should know that it is taboo to break ground after a deceased person is buried.

"This is the only chance..."

Yajun said it very directly. In fact, from the moment he asked the village chief, Yajun knew that in the final analysis, this matter still lies with the village chief.

"This... no, is there no other way?" The village chief couldn't accept this fact for a while, but he could see from Yajun's face that he had done something irreparable.

Yajun didn't even say anything this time, just stared at him coldly.

The village chief was stared at by Yajun and felt uncomfortable all over. After a long time, his expression changed from hesitant to firm, "I will fix it as you say, but I beg you, save my son!"

"If I had known this today, why would I have done it in the first place..."

Yajun turned and walked out, but when he was at the door, he paused, turned his head slightly and said, "Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, when the sun goes down, go to your son's grave and open the coffin!"

Back at Granny Xu's house, it was already after ten o'clock in the evening. Zhang Min sat in the courtyard and looked up at the stars quietly. The sky was not very bright, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky. There were still stars around, and the whole night sky was like a blur.

sunny.

Yajun didn't bother her, and when she walked in, Zhang Min didn't turn her head to look at Yajun, she still looked at the stars dotted in the sky quietly.

A kind of hurt, a kind of coldness, but it inexplicably spreads from the heart!

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

He walked to her and knelt down, put her hand in his, touched it gently, and followed her gaze to the sky.

"Look, there are two stars together tonight!" Zhang Min pointed at the night sky with his left hand. Yajun looked along and saw two stars in the night sky next to the bright moon, tightly attached to each other.

Together, sometimes the light shines. Like a pair of sweet lovers, cuddling tightly.
Chapter completed!