"Ten years ago, when the Qin and Jin catastrophes came, there were six post houses in six townships in Jixiang County. Of these six posts, only one You Xing who was visiting relatives from other places escaped. The other six Xiaoyin, six strong men, and five You Xing together with

Including the family members who live in the inn, no chickens or dogs will be left behind!”

This was the first news Sun Miao told Wang Qilin.

"You go east, the incense spectrum shows that there is a great evil in the east tonight."

This is the second piece of news Sun Miao told Wang Qilin.

With these two pieces of news, he prepared to go out in the evening.

Today is April 28th, Xiaoman.

Xinsi month, Guihai day.

Before going out, Wang Qilin looked at the old almanac.

It is appropriate to offer sacrifices, destroy houses, destroy walls, and do not do other things. All other things are not suitable.

Then he tore up the old almanac.

Sun Miao felt a little distressed: "My almanac is fine, why are you tearing it up?"

At this time, the weather has become hot, and it is summer. The evening breeze is blowing, and it is humid and hot.

The sky is gloomy today, as if a rain is brewing.

I don’t know if the sun has set now. Anyway, Wang Qilin looked back at the post house.

There was a faint trace of him in the yard.

That is where many lonely ghosts come to smoke incense and practice cultivation.

The new housekeeper of the General's Mansion was waiting outside the door of the post house. When he saw them coming out, he called Ding Qingyun back: "Miss has not returned to the house in the past few days. The General misses her very much. He also asked Miss to go back and see the General with her humble position.

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Ding Qingyun deliberately refused, but the housekeeper said that if she refused to go back, the next step would be for General Huang to come find her in person.

She had no choice but to leave with the housekeeper angrily.

She felt very sad when she left, which made her feel the shame of being a deserter.

Wang Qilin was also very sorry. It was he who secretly found someone to tell Huang Huaji about the ferocious ghosts he was going to deal with tonight, so Huang Huaji insisted on letting her go home.

There was no way, he didn't know what was going on with Zhu Yan Yin Che. Judging from the fragrance spectrum, Wang Qilin had to go into battle lightly, but he didn't dare to let Ding Qingyun hold him back.

Under the gloomy sky, there is a faint light in the Xiaoshui River in Paifang Township.

Jixiang County has the custom of Xiaoman offering sacrifices to the God of Two Chariots.

These two chariot gods are the water chariot gods. In legend, it is a white dragon. During worship, people put fish, incense candles and a cup of white water on the water chariot. After the worship, the white water is poured into the fields to pray for good weather and good water.

Prosperous.

Among them, Pai Fang Township also pays homage to Zhu Yan Yin Che.

The ghost car has been wreaking havoc for a long time. Over the years, many family members have been dragged to the underworld by the ghost car. People hate and are afraid of it, so they secretly worship it when worshiping the car god.

This is a kind of helpless submission. The common people cannot fight it, so they can only pray that it will show mercy for the sake of sacrifice and not come after them.

Lu Laoshi squatted on the bank of Xiaoshui River with a frown on his face, smoking a pipe in his mouth.

The sky darkened, and sparks loomed in front of him.

Every time at this time, he felt a little secretly happy, as if he had the ability to control fire just like Ting Tianjian and other capable people in the world.

It's a pity that he didn't, otherwise he wouldn't have watched his eldest son die when Zhu Yanyin's car stopped in front of his house last year.

The Xiaoshui River is only four or five meters wide, but its current is rapid. It is the main tributary of the Fulong River.

The river water crashes against the rocks on the bank, making a splashing sound. The weather is getting hot, the insects in the flowers and plants are making squeaking sounds, and there are night birds singing in the distance. These sounds mixed together make people feel uneasy.

Lu Laoshi used Mars to look towards the river, where two blurry figures were worshiping towards the river.

They were his second son and his third son. They were offering sacrifices to Zhuyan Yinche and to his eldest son who was taken away by the ghost bride.

I hope the ghost car won't bother my two sons, he thought silently.

"Honestly, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you here? What are your second and third sons offering sacrifices to? Isn't it a sacrifice to a ghost car?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Lu Laoshi, who was fascinated by the backs of his sons, was frightened.

He turned around and saw that it was Lu Baozi, a semi-idiot from the same village, and said displeasedly: "What are you talking about, you idiot? They are sacrificing my boss, what's wrong, can't you?"

After all, ghost cars are evil ghosts, and ordinary people dare not expose them even if they are worshiping them.

Lu Baozi said: "You are stupid. I think they are sacrificing you."

"Go away!" Lu Laoshi scolded, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll smash your mouth!"

Lu Baozi walked away in frustration. He went over and said something to the second and third sons of the Lu family. The second and third sons quickly packed their things and stood up and shouted in his direction: "Dad, let's go home."

Lu Laoshi waved his hands and said nothing. He wanted to stay with the boss here for a while.

Lu Baozi also finished his worship. He walked back with a basket and said, "Honestly, let's go."

Lu Laoshi didn't say anything, his eyes were glued to Xiao Shuihe.

He was immersed in memories, and his mind was filled with images of his eldest son.

Later, the night wind gradually became colder. The weather was not good these two days and it might rain. The night wind was cold and wet. Lu Laoshi shivered from the cold and woke up.

At this time, there was no sound of people along the entire Xiaoshui River, only the rushing of water.

Lu Laoshi wanted to see the sky, but there were dark clouds overhead, and he couldn't tell what time it was.

He looked around and saw that everything was pitch black. He seemed to be surrounded by darkness, except for the red sparks in his pipe pot.

This made him a little flustered, so he quickly put on his shoes and walked to the road.

Far away from Xiaoshuihe, not only did he not feel at ease, but he became more and more frightened.

There was at least the sound of gurgling water when we were at the river, but when we reached the road there was only the sound of the wind.

The surroundings were as dark and gloomy as ever.

It's like the underworld described by the elders and storytellers.

He seemed to have been abandoned by the world.

This thought made him shudder. He took a few breaths and continued walking forward, deliberately stepping on the ground to make a sound.

But the footsteps did not sound, but a different kind of sound blew into his ears along the night wind...

Bata, Bata, Bata...

Like the sound of horse hooves!

Lu Laoshi was panic-stricken and quickly quickened his pace.

But how can a horse run fast?

The sound of horses' hooves became clearer and clearer, and he could vaguely hear the squeaking sound of wheels running across the road!

The sound urged him like a talisman, and he felt a layer of white sweat suddenly appear on his back.

It's obviously the end of April, but when the wind blows, my whole body is so cold that I shiver.

The sound of horse hooves and wheels gradually got closer, and finally appeared behind him.

Like a shadow.

Like maggots attached to bones.

He ran fast, and the carriage chased him fast.

He could no longer run, and the carriage slowed down.

He hid in the path, and the carriage followed the path.

The mountain-like pressure made him begin to collapse physically and mentally. Finally, he made a trembling decision: look back! Even if it is a ghost car, it is no big deal! The worst thing is to go underground to reunite with the eldest son!

With this thought in mind, he turned his head sharply.

The long face of a big red horse almost touched his face!

There are no eyes on the horse's face, only two black holes.

The night wind blew, and the mane behind the horse's neck remained motionless, as if it were painted with red blood.

Behind the horse is a big red carriage, with a white lantern hanging on the carriage and a happy word on the front curtain door.

The white happy word!

A hand that was paler than the white letters opened the curtain door, and a faint voice sounded: "Lao Laoshi Lu, if you don't agree to my promise, you should be reincarnated as soon as possible."

These words were like a bucket of cold water being poured down the head, and Lu Laoshi suddenly became cold all over: Reincarnation? I? Me, I? I'm going to reincarnate? Then——

Am I dead?

His mind seemed to be suddenly lit by a torch:

Yes, it was me who was taken away from home by the ghost car, not the eldest son who had been ill in bed for a long time.

Yes, the eldest son is not dead, he is dead, he is dead.

Yes, Lu Baozi can see himself. He is the village guard and is born with yin and yang eyes...

This thought overwhelmed him, and he walked on the road in a daze until he was blocked by three people.

One of the strong men carrying a mace smiled maliciously at him: "Master is opening again today. Master Qi, don't rob me."

An old Taoist priest said: "This is a newly deceased ghost. What are you doing with it?"

"How can a newly deceased ghost have such a strong Yin Qi? The ice beads in my mouth are almost turning into ice crystals!"
Chapter completed!