Seeing that thing flying away, Ji Yuan was not in a hurry to chase it. He already knew what it was and had a simpler and more effective solution. There was no need to chase it into the mountains in the middle of the night. It would be better to first see if Fang Qiu had any serious accident.
On the other side, in the main house of the Fang family, both mother and son had been awakened by the fright.
Fang's mother, Mrs. Ding, lifted the quilt, put on a coat, and hurried to her son's room. She saw Fang Qiu sitting on the bed with a pale face, trembling slightly and gasping for air.
"Qiao'er, are you okay? What's wrong with you? What was that noise just now?"
Fang's mother looked around in panic, sat on the bed and held her son's face, and found that it was covered with sweat.
"Mother...Mother...I had a nightmare...Huh..."
Fang Qiu's words were incoherent. He had just had the same nightmare as in the past, but suddenly there was a bright light in the dream, and an endless flame burned. In the middle of it, a rotten and terrifying monster appeared in the dream and was burned by the flames.
The monster's screams rang out in his dream and inside the room, waking Fang Qiu up.
At this time, Ji Yuan's panicked voice sounded outside the house accompanied by knocks on the door.
"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."
"Brother Fang, Aunt Ding, what happened? I just heard a scream. Are you okay?"
“Boom boom boom…”
Hearing Ji Yuan's upright and clear voice outside the house, the two people in the house felt a little more at ease. The noise from many people can always alleviate fear.
"Mom, go open the door for Mr. Ji."
Fang Qiu calmed himself down and said, then Ding got up and went to the front hall.
He removed the wooden latch and opened the door, and Ji Yuan was standing outside with a look of shock on his face.
"Aunt Ding, are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay. It seems that Qiu'er had a nightmare..."
"Really? I'm glad you're okay. I'll go see Brother Fang."
After saying that, Ji Yuan and Fang's mother went into Fang Qiu's room together.
"Brother Fang, did you have a nightmare again?"
While talking, Ji Yuan also turned on the fire starter in the room, blew it out and lit the oil lamp in the room.
After seeing the light, Fang Qiu's complexion looked much better.
"It's okay. Sorry to bother you Mr. Ji. I was just scared in my dream. It's nothing serious."
Mrs. Ding brought a bowl of water over and handed it to Fang Qiu, but found that her son did not bring the beads.
"Qiu'er, here are the beads that mother begged for you, why don't you bring them with you?"
"Ah? Beads, this..."
Ji Yuan quickly came out to smooth things over.
"It must have fallen into Brother Ding Xing's house."
"Yes, yes, yes...it must be at Brother Ding's house. Don't worry, mom. It won't be lost!"
"Remember to find it back tomorrow. This is your amulet! Got it..."
While Ding was chattering on and on, Ji Yuan on the side also confirmed that Fang Qiu was fine. Although his vital energy and qi were weak, it was just because he was too frightened.
. . .
Early the next morning, Ji Yuan left Fang's house, using the excuse of taking a walk after breakfast, and quietly found Ding Xing.
In the Ding family's kitchen, Ding Xing, who was eating porridge, was a little surprised when he heard Ji Yuan's words.
"The Fang family's tomb? Why are you asking this, sir?"
At this moment, Ji Yuan was sitting on a small stool in the Ding family, his face calm and composed with a hint of a smile on his face.
"If Ji said he just wanted to take a look, can Brother Ding trust him?"
Ding Xing shook his head.
"Sir, stop joking. You just met the Fang family. You don't have to go and worship the Fang family's ancestors."
Because of yesterday's familiarity and out of respect for the learned man, everyone here now started to address Ji Yuan in a respectful way.
"Brother Ding, did you hear the screams from the Fang family last night?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I was just about to ask you, sir, what was that noise over there last night? I thought it was a wild beast, but now it seems to be from Fang Qiu's house?"
"Haha, let's go, you will know when the time comes."
Although Ji Yuan said no more, he had a convincing power. Puzzled and curious, Ding Xing quickly finished his porridge, and then took Ji Yuan along another path in the village to the back mountain outside the village.
The road was not far. After climbing and walking for about a quarter of an hour, the two of them could see tombs appearing from time to time. In the corner of a small valley, they saw several tombs of the Fang family.
"Mr. Ji, this is it, hiss... why is it so cold..."
Ding Xing, holding a hatchet, pointed at the piles of earth and rubbed his hands as he spoke.
Ding Xing was not afraid that Ji Yuan would do anything to cause trouble. Firstly, he trusted Ji Yuan. Secondly, the thighs of this scholar-looking gentleman might not be as thick as his arms. How could he do anything bad without being tested by Ding Xing, the hunter
"Um!"
Ji Yuan walked closer, scanned the four earthen graves here, then walked to the grave farthest to the west and with the lowest ground, reached out and touched a handful of fine black ash in front of the tombstone.
I looked up and read the inscription: "My father Fang Sheng Han's tomb, my son Fang Qiu Li."
"Brother Ding, please stand away and don't get your clothes wet."
Ji Yuan gave a reminder, stretched out his right hand and pointed towards the tomb, a virtual particle appeared in front of the sword and then pulled out.
“Hua La La…”
Wet
As a sound of water was heard, Ding Xing, who was originally a little puzzled, was shocked to see dirty muddy water flowing out of Fang's father's tomb, like a muddy water dragon being pulled, rising one foot from the ground and falling down the slope to the bottom of the mountain on the other side.
The surroundings seemed even colder, and at the same time, an unbearable stench spread out, making Ding Xing almost nauseate.
"Hoho~~~"
A hoarse voice came from the tomb, frightening Ding Xing, who was already terrified and feeling nauseous. He froze in fear, and backed away in a hurry, almost tripping over the rocks on the ground.
"Mr. Ji...!"
"Don't be afraid, everything will be fine with me here!"
Ji Yuan stretched out his right hand to draw out all the dirty water, then picked up a burning wick covered with a layer of lamp oil with his left hand as if picking up a flower. He held it in front of him, used his magic power, opened his mouth and blew gently.
The wick, with a steady flame, danced in the wind and entered the tomb through the small hole that had just been broken by the water.
Boom~~~
A fire broke out inside, and the flames faintly shone through the entrance of the tomb.
“Ah~ah~~~~~~”
The horrible roar in the tomb gradually became hoarse and then sharp. Ding Xing, who was pale and stiff in hands and feet, couldn't help but cover his ears.
After about a dozen breaths, all the noise subsided.
Ji Yuan sighed softly. It was indeed a shadow. The heretic said: Shadows can be real or imaginary. They are small evil spirits that harm future generations...
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. All right, Brother Ding, let's go. You can ask Brother Fang to move your father's burial site to a location that is sunny and slightly higher. Of course, it's fine if you don't move it. By the way, don't mention this to anyone else."
"Hey, hey, hey... I got it, I got it. Hey, sir, wait for me, wait for me~~!"
Ding Xing's legs were shaking at this moment, and he hurried to catch up with Ji Yuan who was leaving quickly, for fear of being left here alone.
Ji Yuan walked in front and Ding Xing followed closely behind. The latter was still frightened and the former also had doubts in his heart. The colorless virtual particle in his sleeve had turned into a black virtual particle.
"Is he a black spot again?"
. . .
For Ji Yuan, the matter was over, so he naturally said goodbye to the four familiar residents. But for the four families, this was not considered sudden, after all, Ji Yuan was originally going to take the official road of Qingshui County.
The villagers were very friendly and took Ji Yuan to the fork in the road. Ding Xing even gave Ji Yuan a basket of braised rabbit legs wrapped in large bamboo leaves.
"Okay, I'll send you all here. And Brother Fang, go to the Woshan Temple to pray, and also go to the Earth God Temple to burn some incense. I believe your nightmare problem will get better."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, sir!"
Fang Qiu answered with a smile, thinking that Ji Yuan was reminding him to quickly buy a new string of beads to cover up his lie.
"Well, everyone, see you later!"
Ji Yuan bowed solemnly towards the four families, causing them to hurriedly bow in a non-standard posture, saying things like "take care" and "good luck".
Looking at Ji Yuan's receding back, Ding Xing looked at Fang Qiu and suddenly said:
"Fang Qiu, please kowtow to the master twice!"
"ah?"
Fang Qiu was completely confused.
"Kowtow? Why?"
Mr. Ji is a good person and knowledgeable, but there is no need to kowtow to him. Others did not perform any great formalities either.
"it's okay no problem…"
Ding Xing evaded the question and secretly decided to go chase Mr. Ji quietly after everyone left. Thinking of this, he was really excited.
But when Ding Xing quietly left the village, he walked and ran for a full hour, but still couldn't find Ji Yuan. He was as excited as he was when he came, but now he regretted it as much.