Chapter 13 [Ghosts available]

Since the night traveling through time, Zhang Jingxu awakened his ability to practice, and the night in Zhangjia Village no longer fogs, but a quiet and peaceful night sky.

For example, standing by the village and looking up at the sky, you can see the sky shining with stars and a bright moon, sprinkling with cold light.

This kind of place is suitable for ordinary people to survive, and there is no need to worry about danger at night, so that people can feel safe from the bottom of their hearts.

"This is my village. You can wait at the entrance of the village first. I will get some things into the village. After I come back, we will continue to rush..."

Zhang Jingxu said something, then raised his foot and walked towards the village. Suddenly he remembered something, and quickly turned back and solemnly reminded:

"Remember, don't run around! Although the fog here has been dispersed, the range is only to the edge of the village. If you walk around randomly, you will accidentally enter the fog outside."

In fact, he didn't need to remind him of this. The yamen runners were obviously very cautious. They held the knife in their hands and agreed repeatedly: "Captain Zhang, don't worry, we promise not to go anywhere. We will wait for you at the entrance of the village and never walk around."

Zhang Jingxu felt a little relieved and nodded, "It's good."

Li San approached him and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Zhang, do you need your nephew to accompany you into the village? If the things you get are too heavy, I can help you with your hands. For example, I am responsible for carrying weapons, so that you can save some physical strength..."

This kid is indeed smart. He guessed that Zhang Jingxu was worried that there would be danger in investigating the case tonight, so he decided to go home temporarily and prepare some extra means to expand his strength.

But this kid's guess was not accurate. He thought Zhang Jingxu wanted to go back to get weapons or magic weapons. If he went back to get magic weapons, he wouldn't be able to help, but if he took weapons, he wanted to help with them.

Zhang Gui almost hesitated and immediately spoke: "Uncle, my nephew will help you. Even if the fierce ghost is fierce, I will do my best..."

Next, we will explain the situation in Sunjiazhuang outside the city in detail.

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As he said that, he stopped again and smiled bitterly, "Even uncle, I don't have much power at the moment! Although I have awakened the ability of cultivation, I still don't know how to deal with evil ghosts."

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The next moment, I saw a breeze on the grave, turning into a small cyclone, spinning around.

He soon arrived outside the cemetery and then stood still. Zhang Gui first raised his eyes and looked at the quiet village not far away, and said softly: "This kind of tranquility is so good. The villagers sleep very peacefully."

After he promised to help, he was even worried that Zhang Jingxu would refuse, so he rushed forward without hesitation, and the funny figure disappeared without a trace.

After saying that, he finally raised his foot again and walked along the entrance of the village.

[To benefit the people of the village, spend the night peacefully for fifty years]

Zhang Gui nodded and said, "It's indeed very unusual, unlike ordinary people who poison people. My nephew also thinks that the uncle's speculation is correct, and this matter is likely to involve evil ghosts."

[Guangcun Yi Ghost - Zhang Gui's Tomb]

After entering the village, I walked straight, as if I was going home, but soon I changed my direction and headed westward to the west of the village.

"If the ghost energy is consumed too much, the ghost will even dissipate directly into the yang [zhan], which is equivalent to the death of the ghost and becomes another even more miserable existence."

However, the remains of tofu were found in the mouths of the five dead people.

After this sentence, I hurriedly urged: "So, uncle, let's set off quickly! The sooner I arrive at the place, the more I can retain the more ghostly energy. If there are really fierce ghosts at that time, I will have more ghostly energy, and the more I will have more strength to fight."

The eagerness to play is obvious.

No one is willing to take a bite.

This is because the grave has existed for too long, so it will naturally breed Yin energy. Although it will not give birth to evil ghosts that harm people, living people will definitely consume Yang energy when they arrive here.

This is obviously a new tomb. The soil on the tomb is very fresh, and a brand new tombstone is erected on the front of the tomb.

Zhang Jingxu took a deep breath, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Zhang Gui's expression obviously condensed!

But he was not afraid or wanted to shirk responsibility, but asked the details in a serious tone and said, "Uncle, why do you think there are evil ghosts?"

One person and one ghost set off directly, traveling through this cemetery and heading out.

The annotations of these small characters in the inscriptions explain the origin of this tomb.

Made tofu for generations.

There is another line of small words below to describe the origin of this tomb:

[Yun Guo calendar, 800 years ago, the night watchman in my village collected the bones of the burial outside, accepted the lonely soul and returned to the village, buried it on the side of his mother's grave, and returned home here]

As he said, he stopped slightly and said in detail: "Although this matter is a matter of investigating the case, it involves the harm of evil ghosts. The yamen runners under me are all ordinary people. If evil ghosts really appear, they will have no power to resist..."

The reason is very simple. The west end of the village is the cemetery. For dozens or hundreds of years, all the dead people in Zhangjia Village have been buried here.

"Uncle, I have something to look for you..."

Zhang Jingxu let out a sigh of relief and nodded, "There is indeed something I need your help. Uncle, I am the headmaster of the county government now, and I just took on an errand today..."

"So, ghosts generally do not forcefully harm people, but use ghostly means to trick the victims into doing various behaviors."

But Zhang Jingxu was very strange. He actually came straight to this cemetery, traveling between various tombs, and finally stopped at a certain tomb.

Zhang Jingxu felt thoughtful and his face gradually became solemn: "In this way, isn't it possible for us to face a fierce ghost?"

However, Zhang Jingxu pondered for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, saying, "What I want to get when I go home is not a weapon, so I can't use your help for the moment. Please wait here with them, and I will be back soon."

He gently patted the stone tablet with his palm, as if using the agreed method, and knocked it three times in a gentle tone:

"Is Nephew Zhang Gui, can I be at home?"

Fortunately, it was night at this time, and the people in Zhangjia Village were sleeping soundly, otherwise they would be fussy if they were seen where Zhang Jingxu went.

[In view of this, the villagers were grateful for their protection, so the whole village raised funds and made efforts, added soil to make graves and erected stone tablets to commemorate them and thanked them]

The night was dark, and Zhang Jingxu stood in front of the grave, his eyes fell on the stone tablet, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub the text on the tablet.

"Uncle, you are here! My nephew Zhang Gui, salute you."

[From now on, my village has a village-protecting righteous ghost. During the festival and on the Qingming Festival, the whole village will come to sweep and add soil and offer tributes to mourn]

Zhang Gui hesitated for a moment, and said with uncertainty: "According to normal circumstances, if a ghost wants to forcibly harm people, he will be attacked. Even the three fires of the most ordinary people can burn the ghosts and die together..."

It turns out that this is the grave of the wronged soul Zhang Gui.

At this time, the night was getting deeper and it was almost midnight. Zhang Jingxu didn't want to continue delaying and began to call out to the tomb.

Zhang Jingxu also glanced at the village and said warmly: "It is your credit for your protection to be able to live in such peace."

After explaining it in detail, Zhang Jingxu slowly breathed and pondered: "This matter was either someone poisoned the five dead and deceived the five dead into eating tofu, or it involved evil ghosts and used ghost-obsessed art to harm people... Uncle, I tend to be the latter item, after all, it is too abnormal to die continuously."

Zhang Jingxu asked quickly: "How dangerous do you think this evil ghost is?"

Only one extremely firm sentence resounded clearly in Zhang Jingxu's ears: "Uncle, I have attached it to the corner of your clothes. You are now protected by merit and will not be invaded by my ghost energy, but it cannot be too long, otherwise it will inevitably consume the yang energy. And I also have the loss, and the ghost energy will be offset by your yang energy..."

If he hadn't died, he would have been such a good boy.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind, his eyes showed determination, and his tone was extremely firm: "I will be uneasy if I allow evil ghosts to harm others. Besides, if this matter can be resolved, there will definitely be rewards for merit from heaven. If this merit can be obtained, it is extremely important to me."

The main text of this stele is made of eight big characters:

If you are a little unlucky, you will be attacked by evil spirits immediately.

This world is very special, and human yang energy is very important. Once it is consumed too much, it will cause serious illness at the least.

Some graves are getting closer, some graves are getting farther away, and some old graves that are hundreds of years old are faintly filled with a sense of desolation and coldness.

【Although he died unjustly and his resentment turned into a fierce ghost, he never infringed on the villagers, but instead silently protected him for fifty years】

Therefore, living people will never enter the tombs at night.

People of the people have always been poor and shabby, and most of the families who have died have no money to erect monuments. However, this new tomb not only has a monument, but also a relatively rare stone monument. For the poor, stone monuments are not cheap things...

"This kind of ghost can no longer be considered an evil ghost, but should be called a fierce ghost. It is very fierce and particularly fierce."

"But the yamen runners under my command secretly told me that there was something strange about the deaths of these five people."

"Therefore, even if evil ghosts harm people, they will retain a certain limit. Most of them will not take action one after another, which will eventually lead to their ghost energy dissipation and transformation."

Zhang Gui's face was also solemn, and he nodded and said, "Being able to kill five people in a row can indeed be considered a fierce ghost."

Zhang Jingxu pondered for a while and said slowly: "Five people died in a row for five days. However, after investigation by the coroner in the yamen, he said that all five people died normally."

"But even so, ghosts will consume ghost energy when they harm people. When ghost energy is consumed to a weak point, they will lose their charming ability."

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As he said that, he took a deep breath, and said with a serious expression: "If it is really an evil ghost, it must be extraordinary. He can kill five people in a row. This evil ghost is very fierce."

"Unless this ghost's aura is strong enough, and it is already fierce to a certain extent, and the ghost's aura is extremely strong and does not care about harming others' losses."

After he saluted respectfully, he said hurriedly, "Uncle, this is the grave. If you stay for too long, your yang energy will be damaged. Let's leave here first before talking, okay?"

Zhang Gui pursed her lips shyly, and a shy smile appeared on her face, but her eyebrows were very happy, obviously because she was praised by her elders.

Zhang Gui's face was full of affection and appeared in front of Zhang Jingxu.

This is really a kind junior.

But although this kid was happy, he did not forget the serious matters because of this. Instead, he seemed quite urgent and asked Zhang Jingxu urgently: "Uncle, you are looking for me late at night. Is there anything you need to do?"

Zhang Jingxu was very pleased and nodded, "Okay!"

The next moment, a figure flashed in front of the grave.

Evil ghost!

If there is such a fierce fierce ghost, should the investigation continue this time?

Zhang Jingxu felt extremely relieved as such a kind-hearted ghost nephew.

Since Zhang Gui has decided to help and has attached it to the corner of his clothes, he really cannot delay time. He should hurry up and help Zhang Gui save his ghost energy.

Zhang Jingxu stopped hesitating, and raised his foot almost like running, heading straight out of the village, and soon gathered with the yamen runners.

Next, I walked all the way straight to the destination, Tofu Sunjiazhuang.

So what if there are fierce ghosts?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!