Chapter 4 Persecution
Shang Biao said to the ghost boy beside him with a cold face. This ghost thing is becoming more and more clever. He knows to use it, and the problem of stealing mouth occurs again. He also finds Shang Biao's bottom line, and sucks a few breaths of yang energy for those who are dreaming.
Although it is not fatal, the villagers will inevitably be weak for a few days when they wake up.
Seeing Shang Biao getting angry, the ghost boy floated into the yard in a flash.
After a while, the ghost boy returned, and Shang Biao warned him that he did not dare to steal the words this time.
"Where do I think I came from? It turned out to be the helper raised by my little brother."
Old Man Li climbed over the wall of the courtyard and happened to see Shang Biao taking back the ghost boy, and couldn't help but say.
"Yeah! You swallowed the crow's eyes?"
Shang Biao sensed the mixed breath of Old Man Li, and then saw the blood-covered eyes, and asked tentatively.
He also thought that these people would definitely be on their heads at the last moment, and give up some money to help them open their eyes and restrain their yang energy. He didn't expect that they would use this kind of death method.
It must be Wuying's attention. Shang Biao hated this woman who ruined her business. It seemed that she had to kill her as soon as possible.
"The little brother actually saw it. I wonder what's wrong with this method?"
Every time Old Man Li saw the bad luck prompted on the movie ticket, he always felt a little frightened and almost couldn't help but use props to remove them several times.
"Haha, it's okay, it's not a big problem. With your strength, some little ghosts will definitely not dare to get close to you."
Shang Biao showed a meaningful smile and retreated and disappeared into the darkness.
"Old Li, just say that you are too careful and what will happen. At that time, you can just use props to remove them. There is no need to put down your face and find this newcomer."
Ling Xiao's voice came from the other side of the wall. He and Old Man Li chased the ghost boy out, but they didn't want to see Shang Biao and did not show up.
"I hope!"
The candlelight shaking in the lantern made Old Man Li's figure long. Only the smoke that came out one after another showed that his heart did not calm down because of Ling Xiao's comfort.
I was speechless all night, and the red sun just showed half of my face the next day, and the people who woke up in the village were boiling.
After gathering, some middle-aged women told about their strange dreams last night, and after a few words, they went straight to the blue brick house.
After a while, a group of village women who were shouting endlessly walked towards the dilapidated dirt house of Caihua's house. The little girl who had just been holding a bundle of firewood to prepare a fire and cooked was surrounded. Everyone was persuading each other in a mess.
"Everything is quiet, the Taoist priest is here, please say justice!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and the persuasion disappeared immediately, revealing the little girl with pear blossoms and rain.
"Last night, the wronged soul had become a climate, so I asked you to dream of you. I took the opportunity to track him down for a night, but was finally escaped by the evil one.
Today is the first seventh day of his death. If he delays tonight, his dissipated seven souls will return to his position and his resentment will increase greatly. I can only say that I can do my best to kill him as soon as possible. But in this process, the safety of the people can only pray for destiny.
Getting a yin marriage is the safest way and the best of both worlds.
It is also a merit to eliminate the resentment of the deceased. I hope this layman can give up his small self as the big self. I think other laymans will also be grateful for your kindness."
Shang Biao's coaxing and threats made the surrounding village women scream again.
"Master, can he be reincarnated as long as I get married to Xiaojun?"
The girl called cauliflower touched her tears and walked to Shang Biao and asked.
"To be honest, he died for no reason. After entering the underworld, he had to end his originally destined life span in the city of Wude Death before he could be reincarnated again.
But if he lives a rare life and is reincarnated early, you can remarry."
Shang Biao explained patiently that if the theater had not been voluntarily, he would have let the ghost boy possess him and go to the church.
"Okay, Taoist priest, I promised this marriage!"
The village women around Caihua made this decision and all the happy and complimented her.
Shang Biao arranged the things to prepare for the Yin marriage tonight. He just said a few words, but was interrupted by an unexpected sound of blocking.
"No, Cauhua, don't listen to this monster nonsense. Master Zhou said that there are no unjust souls in our village!"
The one who exposed Shang Biao's lies in public was the young man who disappeared all night. There was also a sloppy old Taoist who had a gray beard, drunken eyes, and a greasy black headscarf beside him."
"Xiao Wu, what are you doing? There were a lot of things happening last night. You don't know, so why don't you apologize to the Taoist priest quickly!"
"Certainly!"
Shang Biao put a talisman on the reckless young man's forehead, so he could not speak nonsense again.
This kind of talisman can only work for mortals. When he had not integrated the talisman skills, he practiced and made a few pieces, which came in handy.
"You take this girl to prepare the things I just said first. I will tell you later. Now I want to discuss something with this fellow Taoist!"
Shang Biao's eyes stopped on the sloppy old Taoist who was struggling to stand, and said a few words to disperse the surrounding village women.
"Fellow Taoist, do you know what the purpose is to force a little girl like this?"
After the person disappeared, the old Taoist's intention to drink instantly disappeared, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Shang Biao and said.
"Are you still going to watch the fun?"
Shang Biao said loudly to the haystack not far away, "Old Man Li and the other four had arrived long ago."
"Boy, aren't you very crazy? Now you know how to ask for help?"
Ling Xiao had a sarcastic smile on his face and walked out first. A black dagger was like a flying butterfly, shuttled between his five fingers.
"I don't know how much trash like you last time. You can try it, fight one by one, fight a group at will, but you have to be prepared to die before taking action!"
"You're so fucking, I'm going to see how you let me die today!"
Ling Xiao's dagger stopped flying, and his fair and pretty face turned red by Shang Biao's anger.
"Ling Xiao, I will say it last time, listen to my instructions. If you want to die, take action. I will not help you. This time, our cooperation will end here!"
Old Man Li stared at Ling Xiao and gave an ultimatum. The kid was quite restrained when he didn't have a professional template in the previous few times. Since helping him get a career, he has exposed his nature and is getting more and more trouble.
"Old Li, we have shared hardships many times. For such a newcomer, you want to turn against me?"
Ling Xiao's raised footsteps froze in the air, looking back at Old Man Li in disbelief.
"Whatever you want to think about it, it won't work without this little brother in this video. Don't drag me around if you want to die."
Old Man Li squirted out a mouthful of second-hand smoke and took a few steps back.
Chapter completed!