In our land, a custom has been passed down from ancient times.
If a daughter is born at home, a few camphor trees will be planted at the door. The camphor trees grow slowly. When the daughter becomes an adult, the camphor trees will be cut down, and the best carpenters will be hired to build a few wooden boxes as the daughter's dowry.
Jiang Yu is the most beautiful girl of our village chief. Her family is rich, she has plenty of open space, and she has planted many camphor trees. She and I have been childhood sweethearts, playing around the camphor trees since we were young.
Grow up slowly.
My family was poor at that time and had nothing. Oh no, I had to do heavy hard work since I was a child. None of the children in the village wanted to play with me. She was the only one who didn't dislike me.
We grew up together. Her parents ordered her to marry me, and the matchmaker said she wanted to marry me.
At that time, her parents had hired the best carpenter to live in her home and make furniture.
Just when she was happily waiting to marry and I was waiting to marry her, she died.
The camphor trees had been cut down and a camphor wood box had been built, but she was gone.
The camphor box was left to Qiao An, and the remaining wood was made into a coffin and painted with white paint. In our area, coffins are also available in many colors, and white coffins represent endless grief.
Qiao An finished speaking slowly, her eyes looking upward, filled with deep longing and pain.
Li Jun followed his gaze and saw a woman lying on the ceiling. Her long black hair was hanging down, her mouth was cracked, and her eyes were cold. She happened to be looking at Qiao An.
This perspective is very strange.
Feeling Li Jun's gaze, the female ghost looked at Li Jun doubtfully.
Li Jun pretended to be casual and looked away.
"Can you open the box and let me take a look?"
"Can."
Qiao An opened the thick quilt, and her whole body was exposed to the air. Her red flesh hurt even when she looked at it, but Qiao An didn't seem to feel anything. He walked out of bed barefoot, and Li Jun noticed with sharp eyes that there was a thick layer of stuffing inside the quilt.
Layer of white stuff.
Qiao An walked towards the wooden box, caressed it lovingly, and opened it.
The strong and pungent fragrance instantly filled the room.
Wang Yan hurriedly covered her mouth and nose. The fragrance was too strong and she couldn't bear it.
Li Jun looked over and saw that there was a translucent, solid object in the box. It was a big lump. The strong fragrance was emitted from this object. Before, Qiao An said it smelled like a camphor wood box. What was going on?
?
"This is the root of the camphor tree. It is mixed with pig pancreas, oil and soap locust to make this ointment. It is also brought to the husband's family as a dowry and used for women to wash their faces. It is an old tradition and made by ancient methods."
"Isn't this too fragrant?"
Wang Yan smacked her tongue, if you wash this on your face, how many days will it not smell good?
Qiao An sighed.
"The Jiang family is wealthy and uses the best ingredients. They also add some precious fragrant herbs such as Patchouli, Angelica dahurica, Agarwood, and Xinyi."
Qiao An sighed repeatedly and told Li Jun that in fact, no matter how fragrant these ointments are, they are not as fragrant as Jiang Yu!
Qiao An looked back at Li Jun and prayed: "Master Immortal, can you understand Yin and Yang?"
When Qiao An said this, the female ghost had already come down from the ceiling, lying on the ground, crawling towards Qiao An, turning her head behind her back to stare at Li Jun, her mouth split open as she laughed, and all the bones in her body were broken, which was weird and awkward.
"No, I'm just an ordinary country onmyoji."
Facing the female ghost's gaze, Li Jun lied calmly.
"Ah, what a pity. Actually, I just want to see Jiang Yu again."
Tears flowed from Qiao An's eyes, she was extremely affectionate.
Swish, swish, swish~
Li Jun was startled and suddenly looked back at the window. The window was dark and had been sealed long ago, leaving only a hole. Li Jun frowned and turned around to go out.
Only Wang Yan and Qiao An were left in the room, looking at each other.
Wang Yan was scared and simply ran out. Qiao An was the only one left in the room. He looked at the ceiling and said to himself: "I know you are here and they are dead. What else do you want?"
The female ghost grinned silently, slowly climbed up to the ceiling, and continued to look at Qiao An.
Qiao An's eyes were empty, looking through the female ghost at the patterns on the ceiling.
After Li Jun went out, he stood next to the hole. Suddenly, he found a sticky mark on the hole. He touched it and found it was still fresh.
Someone just peeked into the house through the hole?
Li Jun took a deep breath.
He suddenly turned around and asked Wang Yan: "Can everyone who is locked up here be able to go out at will?"
Wang Yan shook her head: "Can't you?"
"Can't, right?" Li Jun looked at Wang Yan with burning eyes and asked.
Wang Yan gritted her teeth: "No, Boss Bai locked them all in the house, sealed the doors and windows, and they can't be opened unless they have a key. Besides, people with sores are weak, and even if they want to go out for a walk, they don't have the energy to walk!"
Li Jun thought to himself, is he not a patient here?
"Gouda, what do you think?"
Li Jun's voice transmission.
Gouda snorted coldly: "The female ghost must be Jiang Yu. Don't listen to Qiao An's affectionate talk. Who knows if there is any dirty inside story. Li Jun, let's not make random guesses. Just kill Qiao An and the female ghost and accept it."
Their sorrow."
Li Jun picked up the dog and smiled lightly.
"Although you are smart, Gouda, you don't understand people's hearts. Killing is the stupidest way. Let's go. We didn't find anything today. Let's go to the county town to eat something and take a walk. We'll check again tomorrow."
"Ah? Li Jun, are you still in the mood to go shopping?"
The dog grumbled loudly, and Li Jun held its head down and walked outside the abandoned garden. The weather in winter was extremely cold, and the abandoned garden was covered with luxuriant grass.
Wang Yan followed suit step by step.
"Master Immortal, have you found anything?"
"Well, there is indeed an evil spirit here. It's too powerful and I can't conquer it with my bare hands. You ask Boss Bai to prepare ten bundles of incense, twenty barrels of sesame oil, some gold, pearls, jade, and money. The more the better, I will open a altar tomorrow to do this to drive away evil spirits."
"Ah? Do you still need to prepare money?"
Li Jun smiled lightly and made an enigmatic expression: "Although money is tacky, it circulates widely and is contaminated with endless yang energy. After my immortal master practices this method, one penny can exert the yang energy of ten pieces of money, so
The more money, the better.
Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you.
After performing the ritual to drive away evil spirits, return them in full.
Well, I'm afraid that if the evil spirit is too powerful and cannot be subdued for a while, the magic weapon will be damaged. To be sure, I would like to ask Boss Bai to prepare more Huang family pearls and money." Li Jun's expression was calm and his steps were calm.
Wang Yan looked at Li Jun walking in front and smiled bitterly. Li Jun's image as a master was completely ruined.
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When Li Jun left the theater, it happened to be noon, the most evil hour of the day.
In the minds of ordinary people, the sun is strongest at noon, and ghosts and evil spirits dare not appear.
But Li Jun knows that truly powerful ghosts are not afraid of the sun, just like red clothes are originally used to ward off evil spirits. For mortals walking at night, wearing red clothes can block some evil spirits.
But the female ghost in red is extremely vicious.
In all events, contradictions and harmony always coexist. Li Jun calmly took out a thin snake from his sleeve: "He San, what was that thing that just peeked at us?"
He San shook his head: "I don't know."
After a pause, it was afraid that Li Jun would think it was incompetent, and then explained: "The little one can sense it. My lord, you seem to be targeted by something?"