Zhang Jialiang was stunned for a moment, then changed his words and said, "Elder, what are you doing? This old lady is about to tell the identity of the ghost bird. Why do you want to harm the innocent?"

"Innocent?" Hearing Zhang Jialiang's words, Zhang Jiayin's face suddenly became serious. He pointed to the old lady's corpse and said, "This man created a ghost village out of thin air, which caused the Five Elements Wood Soul in the World to refuse to be reincarnated in the world. Do you actually say she is innocent?"

Before Zhang Jialiang could speak, Zhang Jiayin continued: "According to the teachings of the Heavenly Master, those who raise ghosts and harm others will die!"

After saying that, Zhang Jiayin grabbed the whip in his hand and threw it hard at the grimace owls rushing towards Yangxing.

The whip made of hemp rope was extremely powerful. After throwing it on the grimace owls, the owls suddenly burst into shrill screams in pain.

Priest Ziyi, Zhang Jiayin, grabbed the whip in his hand and shook it hard. Before the whip could hit the grimace owls, the grimace owls were so scared that they shivered when they heard the sound of breaking through the air, and retreated one after another.

"Zhang Jiayin, you are still a master of high martial arts. If you killed the old lady, what should you do if these innocent ghosts do? How can they be reincarnated?" I stood up and cursed angrily at Zhang Jiayin.

Who knew that when Zhang Jiayin heard my scolding, he not only felt guilty, but also showed a disdainful expression on his face, saying, "Don't you know yet? If I'm not mistaken, this old lady is a memory ghost bird!"

"The old lady is just a memory ghost bird?" I was stunned and looked at the old lady tightly. The old lady's head was still staring at me tightly, which made me feel a little chilled.

"What evidence do you have to prove that the old lady is a memory ghost bird?" Zhao Caiman stood up and asked.

Zhang Jiayin looked up at Zhao Caiman and said, "If you don't believe it, you burn the corpse of this old monster with torch to see if he will turn into a ghost bird corpse!"

"I'll do it!"

As soon as Zhang Jiayin finished speaking, I saw Zhang Jialiang take out a fire talisman and throw it on the old lady's body.

Hurry!

As the old lady's body burned, a thick black air emerged from the old lady's body, and the black air suddenly formed the old lady's appearance.

This is the ghost of the old lady!

I heard from my grandma that the older a person, the more the ghosts and bodies become, the tighter they merge. Because of this, many old people will make strange things when they die, and this is precisely because ghosts do not enter the cycle of reincarnation so quickly.

Therefore, Feng Shui advocates cremation. If cremation is, it can help the dead ghosts to escape from their bodies faster, and even have the opportunity to take advantage of the corpse smoke to enter the heavenly palace and escape from the sea of ​​suffering of reincarnation.

Ghosts cannot be disguised. The ghost of the old lady is still the same as the old lady, which shows a problem. The old lady is not a ghost bird at all.

Zhang Jiayin was also stunned when he saw the black ghost in the air. He looked at the old lady's ghost in the air foolishly, frowned and said, "Aren't you a memory ghost bird?"

The old lady did not answer Zhang Jiayin's words, but sighed deeply: "Oh, I didn't expect that the Mutang Village I longed to see would still not be able to go back to."

As he said that, the old lady turned her head and looked at me, saying, "Child, can you help me?"

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect the old lady to ask me for help, so I looked at the old lady and said, "What do you want me to do?"

The old lady pointed to the pile of ashes under her and said, "After you leave this village, please bury my ashes in Xinmutang Village. It is best not to bury them too far away. I like the excitement of the old lady."

"I can do it!" While answering the old lady's words, I took out a clay jar from my backpack, walked to the side of the old lady's ashes, and began to fill the old lady's ashes.

The old lady looked at the strange birds on the faces again, sighed and said, "It's all my fault. It's what made you like, and it's impossible for you to be reincarnated."

"Who said that I cannot be reincarnated?" When I was sorting out the old lady's urn, I heard the old lady's words, and suddenly raised my head, looked at the old lady and said, "Old lady, tell me quickly, where is the ghost bird in the memory?"

When I asked this, the entire village became quiet for a moment, and all eyes gathered towards the old lady, including those ghost-faced monster birds with pain on their faces. They also wanted to reincarnate, reincarnate, and also wanted the old lady to tell the whereabouts of the ghost bird.


Chapter completed!