The Zheng brothers and sisters got together to discuss, but after discussing, they didn't know where their father's ghost went.

Everyone was worried, and Zheng Dahu suddenly slapped his mind: "I understand. My father and my mother are extremely loving. My mother has been dead for many years, and my father has been worried about it. Could it be that the ghost of his soul went to my mother's grave after his death?"

Xie Hata shook his head: "Impossible. Your father has no cultivation. How could he be able to leave the ghost and act freely?"

Zheng Dahu said: "My father has worshipped gods and Buddhas for many years. Maybe after his death, some god appeared. He asked him what he wanted. Then he wanted to go to my mother's grave to see what the gods helped him?"

Xu Da shook his head: "Impossible."

“Why?”

"If the gods showed up and asked your father to make a wish, how could your father make a wish to go to your mother's grave?"

"Then what wish he made? I want gold, silver and jewelry? It's useless."

"Of course I wish to survive." Xu Dali said naturally, "Wouldn't it be a good life for a few more years?"

The group looked at each other: That's true.

Wang Qilin waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. This place is not far from your village's ancestral tomb. Isn't it enough to go and see it?"

He didn't move and asked Xie Hama to go there.

Xie Mao came back and shook his head.

The cemetery is clean and no ghosts have entered the near future, otherwise some yin energy will be left behind.

Now the group has no idea again.

Wang Qilin pondered for a moment and said, "Come your elders, gather the whole village for me, and then ask everyone, this should be the clues related to your old man's loss of ghosts."

The clan's elder is Zheng Yushi, who is also old, but he is very energetic, his eyes are not blurred or deaf, and his teeth are neatly opened when his mouth is opened.

Xu Da went up and asked, "How did you take care of yourself, old man? This body is good enough."

Zheng Yu laughed generously: "Nothing else, I'll be just a boy for the rest of my life."

Xu Da immediately shook his head, it would be boring to live to 999.

Wang Qilin squeezed him away and told Zheng Yu to tell him that he was so he could organize villagers to investigate clues.

Zheng Yu asked, "My brother's coffin is too slow to lift because he lost his ghost? Can you say that after he died, he turned into a ghost and went to somewhere or to serve a god?"

When Wang Qilin heard this, his eyes lit up: There is a door!

"Yes, that's what I can say."

Zheng Yu said, "Then I will report to the adults a situation, that is, my brother usually raises chickens for a living, but he raises chickens to go out for free. Adults know that the chickens are small animals, and they will always be lost, especially the big chicken king in his family, who is even naughty and easy to get lost."

Wang Qilin nodded. Zheng Dahu told him about this just now, but he didn't care.

"Then the chicken is lost and it is not as easy to find as the cattle, sheep and pigs are lost. Ordinary people cannot find it, but my brother can always find it. Occasionally, when we were chatting in the sun, we asked him how he found it. He said that it was Master Shui from the village head who found it for him."

"There is a small shrine by the river at the entrance of our village, which enshrines Master Shui. My brother said that once he loses the chicken, he will go to burn paper and pray, and Master Shui will give him a reminder."

"But we have all gone to Mr. Shui to pray, but it is useless at all. This little temple was abandoned because of this. After hearing what my brother said in this way, our old men did not believe it. My brother said that his prayer was that as long as Mr. Shui helps, he would go to serve Mr. Shui after he died."

Zheng Yu was still clear in his mind and said this past without hesitation.

After listening, Wang Qilin held the long sword and said, "Let's go and have a look."

The village was not big, so they quickly arrived at the entrance of the village. Zheng Dapeng spread the reeds by the river, revealing a dilapidated small house like a temple.

As Zheng Yu said, the temple was still deserted, covered with weeds and moss. If it weren't for the villagers' leadership, it would be difficult for outsiders to discover this place.

Wang Qilin's nose spirit had been awakened. He took a deep breath and smelled the fishy water vapor, the fresh water plants and Xu Da's athlete's foot. So he first pushed Xu Da to Xie Hato, and then came to the small temple of Master Shui and sniffed it again.

There is a cool and unique atmosphere in the mixed breath.

This is exactly the yin energy.

He tore open the weeds and bent down to look at the small temple. In the darkness, an old clay sculpture with a stern face and frown was waiting for him. The old clay sculpture was a very small paper man at the feet, with a nose and eyes, and aging and realistic.

Zheng Dapeng also came to see it. After seeing the paper man, he exclaimed: "Who puts this paper man? It looks like my father!"

After seeing this, Xu Da said seriously: "Silly, this is your father. Your father was taken over by Master Shui and became a boy under his seat!"

Xie Hata was a master of paper man playing with paper man. He stepped forward and took out a talisman and threw it in. The talisman turned into a layer of blue smoke and brought the small paper man out to the camel.

The little paper man could not see the sun. As soon as he showed up, he immediately covered it with his Taoist robe and said, "Let's go!"

Zheng Dahu stood there stupidly without moving.

Wang Qilin asked, "What are you still doing here?"

Zheng Dahu said in a daze: "Sir, Master Shui used to be a smiling face!"

"What?"

"Master Shui was not so stern before. He smiled, just laughing happily like Maitreya Buddha!"

When Zheng Yu heard this, he said, "Yes, Master Shui is just smiling. Who said it is stern?"

The clan elder said as he bent down to take a look. After a glance, he suddenly took two steps back and fell.

Full of fear!

There is a clay statue in the hut, and it should not be able to change its own expression!

Wang Qilin said in a deep voice: "There is nothing to be afraid of, and it is not strange. Master Shui has become a demon, so it can hook away the soul of Mr. Zheng Paoji to serve him."

"Sir, what should I do?" The clan elder was so scared that his face looked like a rusty.

Wang Qilin said: "I can only get rid of it. Don't worry, leave this to me."

He lowered his head and stared at Master Shui.

Mr. Shui is an ordinary clay sculpture man. He has an ordinary clay sculpture face, but his facial features are very realistic.

Wang Qilin saw it for a long time and vaguely felt that its eyes became bright and bright.

It was staring at him, too.

Xie Hata frowned and said, "It seems that this is an ordinary clay sculpture man, and he didn't find any strange aura."

Chen Yi nodded: "It doesn't look like a demon."

"Maybe it will be different at night, right?" Xu Da guessed, "Don't we always work at night when we catch monsters and eliminate demons?"

It would be useless to continue guessing like this, so I can only wait for the evening to take a look.

They were about to leave, but Chen Yi suddenly turned around.

Wang Qilin looked back and saw a few chicken feathers flying out of the small temple. They were connected from head to tail and flickeringly behind everyone, sneaking!

Chen Yi suddenly waved the magic wand and knocked it on: "Amitabha, eat the monk's staff!"

The magic wand was twisted up quickly, and the iron ring rotated, shaving the feathers into pieces.

Everything returned to normal.

Wang Qilin's speculation is fine.

After they returned, Xie Hata put the ghost of the old man in the Zheng family back into the coffin, and directed the Zheng family brothers to build the sky bridge again. Then, as soon as they entered the night mourning hall, it suddenly became cold, the flock of chickens was noisy, the roosters crowed and the hens cried, which was abnormal.

The Zheng brothers went to comfort the chickens first. The chickens were so chaotic that Zheng Dahu simply took away the chicken's head.

After the flock settled down, they returned to the house. At this time, several people tried the coffin again. Sure enough, the coffin was lifted up.

The four brothers and sisters were overjoyed and kowtowed at Wang Qilin.

Ma Mingyu was honored. He helped the four of them up and said proudly: "How is it? I said that we are like a god to solve the case!"

"I admire you! Bao Qingtian is alive! Lord Wang is young and he is really a young hero!"

The happiest person was Chen Yi. He danced excitedly: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Master Qi, your mind is really good. Then there is hope for the bloody case in our village. Hehe, my parents and my grandparents can finally rest in peace in the nine fountains!"

Wang Qilin said helplessly: "Chen Yi, it's not that I don't want to help you investigate the weird case back then, but I don't have the right to investigate, I can only wait until I have the right to go."

Chen Yi shouted, "Amitabha, it's okay, I can wait! I guess I died later than you, so I can always wait until that day."

Wang Qilin was depressed after hearing this: "I am younger than you. Who gave you the confidence that makes you feel that you will die behind me?"

Chen Yi said, "Amitabha, the monk has been a boy's body for a lifetime, and the boy's body has lived for a long time!"

Wang Qilin had nothing to say.

They have to deal with Master Shui. They don’t know the strength of this monster, so they have to be careful.

Xie Hata is an old man, and he will preside over this matter.

Wang Qilin has already figured out a countermeasure. Didn’t Master Shui like to attract ghosts? Then use this trick to deal with him.

They brought a stack of paper money to the front of the small temple. Xie Hata knelt on the ground and started burning paper, saying, "Master Shui, Master Shui, I threw a silver baht today. Can you tell me where I threw it? As long as you can tell me, I can serve you as a cow and a horse after I die."

There was no movement in front of the small temple.

Xie Hata was stunned and said, "Hey, it's not right."

Xu Da came up and shook his head: "You can't do this."

Xie Hama waved her sleeves at him: "The old man is doing serious business, you get out of here."

Xu Da was unhappy: "I am helping you. Your promise must be what Master Shui needs. Master Shui doesn't need a cow or a horse. What he needs is the boy under his seat!"
To be continued...