After listening to Li Daoran's words, Ye Ming not only frowned, but he didn't expect the resentful soul to be so petty.
Although they were both human beings during life, after death they became two living beings, which cannot be understood using one's own concepts.
Ye Ming asked: "Then what should we do next?"
"Find the lair of that resentful soul, and then save it, or... beat him to pieces!"
When Li Daoran said the last sentence, he looked very embarrassed. After all, the Ziyang Sect was good at salvation, so they had to disperse the souls as a last resort. This would be harmful to their practice but not beneficial.
Ye Ming said: "The resentful soul no longer knows where it is hiding, how can we find it?"
Li Daoran said: "You have to ask Qin Mu, let's go find him!"
Qin Mu has regained consciousness, but is weak. At this moment, his second aunt is feeding him soup.
Seeing Ye Ming and Li Daoran come in, the second aunt put down the bowl and said hello, and Qin Mu also said hello and wanted to start cooking.
"Just lie down, I have something to ask Mr. Qin!"
Qin Mu seemed to know that they would come to ask about this matter, so he asked the second aunt and three people to go out and closed the door.
"Why……"
Qin Mu didn't say anything and sighed first.
Ye Ming and Li Daoran looked at each other, it seems that there is a wonderful story in it!
The two of them were guilty of gossip, so they pulled over a small stool and sat beside the bed without saying anything, waiting for Qin Mu to tell what happened.
"I knew she would come to me for revenge!"
Qin Mu's expression was extremely painful and somewhat remorseful.
"She was my first love in Licun when I went to the mountains and countryside!"
Decades ago, there was a trend in China. Qin Mu responded to the call and went to the countryside to get acquainted with the village belle of Licun.
Qin Mu was handsome and talented when he was young, and he quickly captured the heart of the village beauty. On a dark and windy night, the two explored the ultimate meaning of life on a pile of wheat straw at the end of the village.
Not long after the two became close, Qin Mu received a letter from home, saying that his father was seriously ill and asked him to go back to visit him immediately.
Qin Mu quickly packed up his things and went home. When leaving, he handed a red cotton-padded jacket to the village girl, held her hand and said, I will come back to marry you in three months at most.
The village beauty nodded in agreement and waved goodbye to her lover with tears in her eyes.
After returning to Donghai City, Qin Mu discovered that his father's illness was a lie and that he had lied to him to come back to get married.
The person she was getting married to was the daughter of an official in Donghai City at that time.
The woman was short, fat, and not very educated. Qin Mu didn't like her at all. However, Qin Mu's father secretly agreed to the marriage for the future of the Qin family and threatened Qin Mu that if he didn't agree to the marriage, he would break off with him.
Father-son relationship.
Qin Mu had no choice but to marry the short, fat woman and cut off all contact with the village beauty.
Fast forward three months, the village beauty was waiting for her lover at the end of the village every day, but she never saw Qin Mu coming to pick her up.
The girl couldn't wait any longer because her belly was getting bigger day by day.
In that era, it was very shameful to get pregnant out of wedlock. The girl's father pressed her and asked her whose father was the bastard. The girl gritted his teeth and refused to let go. In anger, his father kicked the girl in the stomach, causing her to miscarry.
The child was gone and the lover never came back. The village beauty couldn't accept it and went crazy.
The next morning, the villagers who went to the field saw a woman wearing a red cotton-padded jacket hanging under the locust tree at the head of the village. She was the village beauty.
The village beauty's father was not too sad. After all, this was not a glorious thing. He asked people to take the village beauty away and bury it. The village talked about it for a while and then forgot about it.
Speaking of this, Mr. Qin Mu burst into tears.
"I only found out about Xiaohua when I went to Licun to help the poor a few days ago. If I had known that she was pregnant at that time, I would not have married that woman even if my father and I had severed the relationship between father and son!"
"Later I found Xiaohua's grave and knelt in front of her to repent. That day, the sky was clear, but suddenly the clouds were overcast and there was a strong wind. I saw Xiaohua wearing a red cotton jacket floating out of the grave and pinching my neck. Soon I lost my mind.
After regaining consciousness, it’s now time to wake up again!”
Li Daoran stood up with his handbag and said: "I already know the ins and outs of the matter. Don't worry, I will take care of this matter after collecting your money!"
After speaking, Li Daoran winked at Ye Ming, and the two of them walked towards the door.
"Daozhang Li, stay!" Qin Mu hesitated for a moment and asked, "What will you do to Xiao Hua? Will she lose her mind?"
Li Daoran pondered for a moment and said: "If she is willing to let go of her obsession, I will save her and be reincarnated into a good family!"
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Licun is located 60 kilometers southwest of Donghai City. Although it is not too far from the urban area, Donghai City's planned northward expansion and eastward expansion have nothing to do with it.
A taxi drove on the ash-paved road, raising dust all over the sky.
"Here we go, one hundred and two!"
Ye Ming paid the fare, got off the car with Li Daoran and walked into the village.
Li Daoran walked very slowly with an injury on his butt, looking at the village not far away with his small eyes, and kept chewing his teeth.
"It's hard to handle! It's hard to handle!"
Ye Ming asked: "What's wrong?"
Li Daoran asked: "What did Xiaohua wear before hanging?"
Ye Ming replied: "The red cotton sent by Qin Mu...are you saying that she has become a ghost?"
Li Daoran nodded: "There are three, six or nine levels of ghosts. The most powerful one is the Ghost King, but it only exists in the underworld. The most powerful one in the human world is the Resentment Evil, followed by the Fierce Ghost and the Resentment Soul. The one who possesses Qin Mu is not Xiaohua's.
Her real body, even so, made us two brothers drink a pot, and now we have to face her true body, maybe we two brothers will have to explain it here!"
Ye Ming couldn't help but swallowed, and reached into his pocket. The ghost pill was still there, so he should be able to save his life by then.
It originally took ten minutes to enter the village, but the two of them walked for more than half an hour.
According to Qin Mu's description, they came to a wasteland in the west of the village.
This is where the little flower is buried.
"While the sun doesn't go down, I'll set up the altar here. You go find a hoe and dig up Xiaohua's grave!"
Hearing Li Daoran's words, Ye Ming's jaw almost hit his feet.
"What are you talking about? Digging a grave? You don't want to live anymore?"
Li Daoran glared and said: "We can't live without digging up graves. Now that there is the sun, Xiaohua's Yin Qi is weak, so it will be easier for us to deal with her. When the sun sets and the Yin Qi becomes stronger, it will be difficult to deal with her!"
Ye Ming said: "Put aside dealing with Xiaohua for now. If you dare to dig up the grave, these villagers will beat us to death!"
Li Daoran turned around and saw that several villagers not far away were watching and muttering something.
There are no foreign surnames in Li Village, and the clan concept in the village is very strong. Xiaohua has no older brothers, but she has uncles and uncles. If they were to dig up graves blatantly, hundreds of tough villagers armed with hoes and forks would probably beat them up in less than ten minutes.
die.
Li Daoran cursed and put away the escaped magic weapon again.
"Let's go first, we'll come back in the evening!"
The two left the wasteland, first found a place to fill their stomachs, and then returned after dark.
"Take it, take her photo at the critical moment!"
Li Daoran handed the Xuantian Yin-Yang Mirror to Ye Ming, and then began to set up the altar.
The magic platform is a blessing for Li Daoran's magic. He was too careless before and suffered a loss, so he must be careful this time.
Soon the altar was set up. Li Daoran lit three sticks of incense and candles on the left and right. He was dressed in a purple Taoist robe and holding a peach wood sword, waiting for the appearance of the little flower.
One hour, two hours, and soon it was past eleven o'clock.
Li Daoran yawned repeatedly while waiting, and Ye Ming was so sleepy that his eyelids trembled.
Just when the two of them were about to fall asleep, suddenly a dark wind blew up in the wasteland, and there were bursts of laughter in the wind.