Following a burst of white light, Murong entered the phantom of the past time and space just like in a train.
Yang Ke'er sat at the head of Liu Hongde's bed, looking at the shivering and raised quilt on the bed, a voice that was so frightened that it shifted in pitch came from under the quilt.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! I'm still young and I don't want to die yet. I'm the only one left in our village. God take pity on me. Let's save some blood for Yuexiang Village!"
A trace of sadness flashed across Yang Ke'er's face, and she said leisurely: "You and I have been married in the dark, in this life...Even after you die, it is impossible to get rid of me."
The extermination of Yuexiang Village dealt a serious blow to Liu Hongde. Later, he was called by the special department to inquire about many things, received a sum of state compensation and signed a confidentiality agreement.
Liu Hongde is very smart. He deduced that something was wrong in his village. He was worried that the murderer would wipe out the roots, so he simply quit his job. There are more and more Buddha statues at home, but he can't suppress the panic in his heart, and he is in a trance every day.
In this way, his physical condition became worse and worse. At first, he finally fell asleep and suddenly woke up shivering, and saw Yang Keer lying beside him.
He was so scared that he didn't dare to sleep for several days, and knelt in front of the Buddha statue to recite sutras and repent. figure.
Mu Rong looked at the images that flashed past in front of him, seeing Liu Hongde in panic all day long, Yang Ke'er was not happy to stay by his lover's side as he wished, and his heart was hard to understand.
The flow of time in the phantom world suddenly slowed down, and Murong knew that the cause of Liu Hongde's death was about to appear!
With 120,000 ounces of energy, she paid attention to every part of the room.
Yang Ke'er looked at the empty window in a panic: "Who are you?"
Murong frowned, and saw no one else in the room except Yang Ke'er and Liu Hongde.
"Ah!" Yang Ke'er screamed, her soul body quickly shattered and disintegrated like a piece of paper inserted into a shredder.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Hongde was pulled out of the quilt by an invisible force. He struggled in mid-air for a while in pain, and then knelt on the ground with his mouth wide open until the corners of his mouth were torn, and saliva flowed out. The eyeballs protrude outward, and the expression is very painful.
At this moment, Mu Rong's talisman popped out to protect Liu Hongde, but in less than a second, with a bang, the talisman was defeated by a powerful force.
Murong couldn't help raising his hand to cover his heart, the pain from when the talisman paper was broken seemed to have not dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood came out of Liu Hongde's body, and the floor was quickly stained red.
Murong saw: a puff of "white smoke" emerged from Liu Hongde's seven orifices, and a distorted figure floated in midair, and Liu Hongde's soul was forcibly stripped out!
The picture stopped there, and Murong slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Zeng Tianhan looking at him questioningly, opening his mouth but not knowing where to start, the cause of Liu Hongde's death was so bizarre that even the Buddha's eyes couldn't detect the real face of the murderer.
"Call the police."
"You came up with this after sitting for a long time?"
"It's hard to say, call the police first."
Yaoyaoling rushed to block the scene. The leaders of the police station had told them that they did not make things difficult for Mu Rong and Zeng Tianhan, and politely invited them back to the police station to make notes.
The forensic doctor preliminarily identified that Liu Hongde died of excessive blood loss, and the blood on the floor belonged to the deceased, but it is strange that no fatal wound enough to bleed so much blood was found on the deceased.
Coming out of the police station, Zeng Tianhan took Mu Rong back to his Anshuntang. The shop is located in a busy city but cleverly hidden in an alley.
You can hear the strange lyrics of shamanism coming from it from a long distance away. Zeng Tianhan explained with a smile: "I have taken in a young apprentice, who is very talented, and I can already read small things."
"Congratulations."
There were a few customers standing in the shop, Zeng Tianhan's apprentice Shen Dong was wearing the same shaman robe and babbled and sang.
Murong noticed a peasant woman sitting on the sofa. The woman's mouth and eyes were crooked and her body was trembling like chaff. Several sweaty peasants were pressing her down.
Zeng Tianhan walked over quickly, picked up the donkey skin drum, and played crisply. Shen Dong looked at Zeng Tianhan with joy, and the latter nodded for him to continue.
"Ouch!" The woman suddenly frantically grabbed the arm of the man beside her and bit her tightly. Murong took a closer look: yellow smoke was surging between the woman's eyebrows, and a mottled weasel was attached to her body.
Zeng Tianhan pressed Shen Dong's shoulders and stopped beating the drum, pulled out his golden knife and looked at the woman: "You little bastard who doesn't know how to live or die, I think for the sake of your ancestors and thinking that it's not easy to practice now, and you It’s a good word to discuss, do I have to abolish your cultivation base and beat you back to your original shape before you will give up?”
Blood flowed down the man's arm. The woman rolled her eyelids and stared fiercely at Zeng Tianhan with those green eyes, and said vaguely: "My request is very simple. Set up a hall to enshrine and pass it down from generation to generation. If you are really from our Ma family Should help me!"
Shen Dong jumped out and roared angrily: "What a little bastard who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, your grandma, grandma grandma are not qualified to stand up, just because you are enshrined for generations, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning!? You!? What else can people do to disturb the peace?"
Zeng Tianhan waved his hand as a signal to be calm and don't be impatient, and persuaded him earnestly: "No rules, no rules. The Ma family has always followed the principle of mutual consent. You have neither kindness nor grudge with this family, and they don't want to get involved. You Why force it? Although my apprentice's words are not pleasant, the truth is true. Your Taoism is still shallow, go back to the mountains and practice hard for a hundred years before you come back."
"You can't control me for a while, my body is not here, even if you drive me away by force today, I will still come!"
An elderly man was deeply worried when he heard this: "Zeng Daxian, my daughter-in-law is not in good health and I really can't bear this. The children at home are still young, please do me a favor."
Zeng Tianhan nodded, and glanced at Shen Dong. The latter found out a piece of red cloth one meter square from under the divine case. Zeng Tianhan put down the three treasures, took out a big red paper from the drawer, rolled it into a paper tube, and walked around to the back of the Buddhist hall to see it. Borrowing a few drops of nectar from the water purification jar in front of the Avalokitesvara to pour on the paper tube, she walked out with her hands behind her back.
Walking up to the woman, he picked up the paper tube and slashed at her Tianling Gai. With a "bang", Huang Pizi's spirit body was beaten to the ground, and the woman rolled her eyes and trembled for a few times before passing out.
Shen Dong stretched out the red cloth and threw it on the ground just in time to buckle the yellow leather inside, struggling violently in the seemingly empty red cloth pocket, scaring the other people to hide away.
The family carried the woman away with great gratitude. Before leaving, they pressed the crumpled 30 yuan under Zeng Tianhan's fairy hall. Zeng Tianhan smiled and sent the woman to the door, and returned to the shop to pick up the money. Er took out one and handed it to Shen Dong: "Go and buy me a pack of cigarettes, let's stop here today, if it's not something urgent, I won't pick it up."
"Yes, Master."
Zeng Tianhan changed his robe and sat on the sofa: "Hey, this is really hard money."
"What are you going to do with it?" Murong pointed to the yellow leather who was still struggling but couldn't escape the red cloth.
"This evil beast has a lot of evil intentions. I plan to abolish my cultivation and throw it into the mountains to let it fend for itself."
A wailing begging for mercy came from the red cloth, and Zeng Tianhan slapped the coffee table heavily before he fell silent.
"Do you have a clean room here? Lend me one."
"The third upstairs is a guest room, so take care of yourself."
"Thanks."
Mu Rong asked Zeng Tianhan to borrow yellow paper and cinnabar to go up to the second floor, took off the necklace that had been hanging around his neck for three years and put it on the bedside table, picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar and drew a soul-shocking talisman in one go, and folded it skillfully A mobile phone was taken downstairs and burned. He lay on the bed and pasted the talisman on his head, and the soul floated out.
Murong picked up the phone and dialed Hao Jiefang's number, and it took a long time to get through.
It has been three years since Murong escaped from Wangchuan River in a daze, and they have not contacted each other for three years. Calculated according to the following time, it has been thirty years.
"Hi, hello."
Hearing the familiar voice of his old friend, Mu Rong was excited and relieved: "Hao Jiefang, it's me."
The other side was silent for a while: "Murong?" His tone was very calm.
"Well, are you okay?"
"Very good, why did you contact me all of a sudden?"
"Can you help me see if Liu Hongde and Yang Ke'er's ghost marriage documents are still there? This is not a taboo, right?"
"You check what it does."
"Yang Ke'er and Liu Hongde are dead, no, it should be said that it is more serious than death. The most terrifying thing is that I didn't see the murderer."
"You were there?"
"No, I figured it out after the fact."
"Reckoning? You... have opened the Buddha's eyes?" Hao Jiefang's tone was very excited, no longer calm before.
"Um."
After a long silence, a long sigh came from the receiver: "I'm sorry, Mu Rong, I'm afraid I can't help you."
"Oh... It's okay, I understand, after all, I'm not a errand, it's a taboo to inquire about the underworld, right?"
There was another long silence, and Hao Jiefang gritted his teeth: "The gate of Fengdu is closed, and those who are going to reincarnate now are the reserved souls who lived in Fengdu before and waited to be reincarnated. You didn't realize that you have opened the second-child policy in your world, but the birth rate is low. Is it continuing to decrease?"
Murong was quite surprised: "Why? Feng is the hub of the three realms and six realms. If things go on like this, wouldn't there be no one left in Yangjian? What about those souls wandering in Yangshi?"
Hao Jiefang suddenly lowered his voice: "That's all I can tell you. Death Academy has started to control Yangjian and now there is nothing wrong with it. Let's not talk about it."
A busy tone came, and Hao Jiefang hung up the phone.
However, Mu Rong fell into deep thought. In the past three years, she has focused on Shanshui and almost paid no attention to the changes in the outside world. She did not expect such a big thing to happen.
The gate of Fengdu was closed, people from a village in southern Xinjiang disappeared mysteriously, and the murderer who could not even see the Buddha's eyes, even the Ma family in the northeast became a mess!