Chapter 170: The Spirit of the Female Corpse
"Daoist Qiu ……"
That old man poured himself a cup of tea, there was white gas rising from the teacup, he gazed at that Taoist Master Qiu who had a rosy complexion and was wearing a Taoist bun and suddenly slammed his hand on the table with a thud, the tea spilling out ……
He slowed down and said in a steep, stern voice: "Daoist Qiu, if it wasn't for the sake of covering up that incident, you know that my daughter could have stayed alive …… He and that wild man could have gotten married, raised their child, and lived out their lives well… …But in the beginning, in the beginning, if it was not your son who had a crush on my daughter, and you promised me that condition, how could I have agreed to be in-laws with you! Now it's good, your son hasn't woken up yet, and my daughter is dead, things have gotten to this point, you have to give me a statement!"
Daoist Qiu shook his head and didn't say anything, just turned sideways and looked at a cloth curtain behind him, his face heavy.
The old man said again, "Daoist Qiu, not only my daughter, but also the child my daughter gave birth to, she was only two and a half years old when she was first carried to you, I think, although it is a wild seed, it is still my grandson, do you think I would give it up?"
The old man's hand trembled, tried to pick up the tea and take a sip, but spilled the tea, and put it down again, "What am I suffering from, so what if I don't have an heir, but my daughter is dead …… again."
He coldly glanced at Daoist Qiu with a furious face and his tone rose: "My Zhai family has sacrificed so much, when will that condition you promised me be honored! If you can't do it, spit out the Zhai family's money! Otherwise, I'll make sure that you won't be able to do your job as a deacon of the Tiger Yang Temple! Also, don't forget, you killed that wild man, I have evidence in my hands!"
"Elder brother Zhai ……" Taoist Qiu smiled without smiling, "Although your Zhai family donated a lot of money to the Tiger Yang Temple, that money didn't all end up in my pockets… …As for the man who killed, but you asked for a hundred times, you are the mastermind, besides I didn't do it myself, what does it have to do with me, what do you say you …… are angry with me?"
"You ……" the old man glared at Qiu Taoist, hands fiercely clenched the black long shirt worn on the body, "…… you are also an accomplice! "
Qiu Taoist walked forward to the old man added some water: "At best, I just help you collect the corpse, as for why you imprisoned your daughter, how to force your daughter to die, can not have half a penny with me, you do not wrong good people well! Also, my son woke up or not, now off you what matters, do you still have a daughter can be my son to see? You …… have gone a little overboard today."
"Qiu Dao long ……" that old man lowered his eyes, staring at the mottled floor laid on the ground, silent for a long time, and then his lips moved, slightly lighter tone, "Things have come to this point, and can not be undone, just what you promised That condition …… you said you can use the Taoist secret method to feed the spirit of resentment, let me withered wood spring, and then dip rain, get an heir, continue Zhai family incense, you also know, my ancestor scholar and first, famous family, set up a family rule, no heir can not enter the ancestral tomb, and I am ashamed of my ancestors, only a daughter … … …Moreover, that ability was gone a long time ago …… this age, and then give birth to a son in the end there is no possibility ……"
"Heh!" Qiu Taoist smiled at the words, some ridicule in the laughter, sight from the old man's face swept, "You said so early on the right well, why bother to send so big fire, you are not saying that Phoenix Funeral's people failed to catch the ghosts well, the spirit of the grievances should be shaped …… Tonight I'll go to the mausoleum to see if the spirit of the grievances to be shaped. With the Tiger Yang Guan's subtle secret method, let you want a son is not a simple thing, your ancestor scholar and first, feng shui is good, perhaps you have a son or Wenquxing down to the earth it ……"
After chatting for a few more moments, the old man's brow gradually stretched out, and then quietly left Huyang Guan.
And Taoist Qiu, after the old man left, kindly laughed: "Jinshi and the first scholar, famous family, no heir may not enter the ancestral tomb …… is simply bullshit!"
Then, he turned around and pulled open the curtain that covered behind him, revealing a bed, on which lay a pale teenager, with a weak breath that seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep ……
Qiu Taoist reached out and stroked the young man's face, murmured softly: "My son ah …… your opportunity has come, for my father in the Zhai family to raise the resentment spirit should be shaped, should be able to help you get rid of the body of the bane of …… that tiger and phoenix blood war, you said you Participate in what, hit the other side of the Yin Fury gas, fell into such a miserable end …… Otherwise, at this time, I am afraid that has and Zhai family's daughter tied the knot!"
His tone was soft: "But you are asleep, Zhai family's daughter has also died, not to mention that her mind is not on you, dead on the dead …… And, my father has long found that she is eager to think of her son, the belly knot ghost child, with her body plus Zhai family mausoleum feng shui qi luck, used to provide for the resentful spirit is more appropriate But …… and Zhai family's daughter is indeed very poor, ghosts and held hostage by the spirit of resentment, I'm afraid it is difficult to escape the fate of the soul …… can do for the father, but also in order to save you wake up, you wake up don't blame me na!"
At nightfall, Tiger City, Tiger Head Ridge Villa Area.
Octopus blinking her beautiful eyes, looking at Meng Fan is busy in front of the spiritual hall, only to see that he set a circle of candles on the ground, but also made a simple screen with the white cloth that covers the female corpse, but can not help but curiously ask: "Brother Niu Ba, what are you doing?"
"I've learned the art of invoking souls from Granny Zhang before." Meng Fan stood up and took two steps back, looking at the soul invocation formation already completed, he exhaled, "…… I'll see if I can invoke the soul of the female corpse, some things need to be asked of her, the haunting thing isn't too simple."
"Uh-huh." Octopus nodded, her heart began to have some expectations, since coming to this villa, she felt that her brain was turning into mush, she had thought that things were simple, but she could not imagine that it was more and more shocking, it was simply a mass of suspicions, and let a person be dazzled!
If there was no one behind it, beating her to death, she wouldn't believe it, this ghost catching mission was indeed a headache for people. If they didn't figure out the cause of the matter, she was afraid that even they would get into trouble.
Moreover, she also sympathized with that female corpse, her lover was killed, her child was taken away, and she was left on her own, living alone in an empty villa, missing her lover, missing her child, sitting on the window sill every day, washing her face with tears …… and finally, finally committing suicide again in pain …… The commission is really too pitiful!
"Can start."
Because the female corpse was right next to it, there was no longer a need for any other soul-inducing props, standing in front of the soul-inducing formation, Meng Fan began to pinch his fingers to make a spell, and under the fluctuation of the true qi between his fingers, a strand of the female corpse's unique aura slowly coalesced out, was enhanced by the formation, and began to spread out sharply into the night, drifting further and further, covering the entire villa area, covering the Tiger's Head Ridge, and dispersing into the darkness of the wronged souls' location… …
As the spell continues to be activated, a gust of cloudy wind suddenly blew from outside, through the damaged glass door, surging towards the spirit hall, blowing the entire spirit hall clattering, the white screen is also rustling and trembling, the atmosphere suddenly eerie up ……
The octopus looked at the screen made of corpse covering cloth without looking away, and his expression was grave, expecting that the shadow with a long ponytail could appear on it, thus informing them of all the …… truth!
Also at this time, a grievous soul full of blood and tears, is huddled in the corner of a gloomy mausoleum, seems to feel the call, suddenly raised his head, looked over ……