Chapter 286 The madman digs the grave
A madman digging a grave?

Everyone was quite surprised when they heard this.

Qingzhu Village, strictly speaking, has never had a lunatic.

But there were four or five stupid and dull people.

Li Zaisheng, his wife and Li Meng were both reminiscing, but they did not think of the madman in Qingzhu Village.

Even Li Zaisheng had not seen all patients like Li Zheng in Qingzhu Village.

According to statistics from the elders in the village, there are only five idiots.

"Wait, madman digging graves? How come I've never heard of it?"

Li Zaisheng couldn't help but question it.

Zhang Ping'an was stunned, believing that Li Zaisheng had never heard of it, and he also believed that the undead would not lie.

"When did this happen?"

Zhang Pingan asked again.

"Qingzhu Village is only a hundred years old. On the day Qingzhu Village was built, a madman came."

“My grave was dug to build a house!”

"From then on, I took revenge."

"In the village, a fool appears from time to time. It's all my fault. I want revenge."

Pencil words on paper, filled with anger.

Zhang Ping'an understood at this moment.

Cause and effect, there is such an effect only if there is a cause.

"Understood, where are your corpses?"

Since he was upset about having his home demolished, Zhang Ping'an just gave him a home and reburied him.

Zhang Pingan also asked tentatively.

Everyone was quite confused after hearing this.

The grave was thousands of years old, and it was buried casually.

Will there be any bones left behind?

Ashes have long since returned to dust, dust has returned to dust, and they have vanished into nothing!

And this became the obsession of the undead, lingering in Qingzhu Village.

"Hey, this is unnecessary, will there be more?"

Sure enough, Zhang Ping'an could feel his anger when the undead wrote on the paper.

"It doesn't matter, in that case, you can't enter the gate of hell."

"The gate of hell is about to close this year. On this occasion, I will let you sneak in!"

"how?"

Zhang Ping'an had no better solution. If there were no remains, he had to find a corresponding solution.

Moreover, it is impossible for Zhang Ping'an to destroy others just like this.

"Can you do it?"

The undead was shocked and stayed for a thousand years, never thinking that anyone could be so powerful as to let him leave.

"Give it a try!"

Zhang Pingan said calmly.

"..."

The pencil stands vertically without writing.

The undead hesitated.

A trip to hell is something that no one in the world would dare to imagine, not even the undead.

A being like him, who is like a black man, went to hell and couldn't even enter.

"Re-issue the identity document to ensure that your application is unimpeded."

Zhang Pingan continued.

At a glance, July is coming to an end in just a few days.

"So good!"

The undead spoke back.

"Then stay away from Li Zheng and give him a sober world."

Zhang Pingan said seriously.

"Master Tian, ​​I believe you for once."

"If not, the persecution would still be the same if it were someone else."

Undead agreed without hesitation.

Over the years, he has persecuted five people in Qingzhu Village.

Moreover, this is the first time that the undead meets someone who recognizes him and is willing to help him.

At least it is a hope. People in despair, when they see hope, want to try.

"Leave your surname and name to ensure your wealth."

Zhang Pingan said again.

The last name of the deceased was immediately written on the paper.

"Jiang An!"

Zhang Pingan waved his hand, and Taoist priest Haiqiu immediately sealed a big bag using yellow paper, and then sealed some paper money, gold and silver ingots, etc. into the yellow bag.

see this.

The pencil finally dropped slowly, as if nothing had happened.

And the handwriting left on the yellow paper disappeared in the blink of an eye. "Wow!"

The door to the room was opened, and then a man slowly walked out.

He looked around at everything he saw and the people in the courtyard.

Unfamiliar and familiar.

"elder brother."

When Li Meng saw Li Zheng coming out, the lights in the courtyard shone on his face, she couldn't help shouting and walked towards Li Zheng.

"Li Zheng."

When Li Zaisheng and his wife saw Li Zheng coming out on his own, they were also surprised and excited and pounced on him.

"Child, you..."

Li Zaisheng was shocked, but he was not sure what was happening to Li Zheng at this time.

"Mom, Dad, Li Meng, what are you doing?"

"who are they?"

Li Zheng looked at the altar in the courtyard and Zhang Ping'an and the others.

"You're finally back!"

The mother couldn't help but hugged Li Zheng and cried loudly.

"Mom and Dad, what are you doing? What age are you in and you are still engaging in feudal superstition!"

Li Zheng was puzzled and complained when he saw the altar and the Taoist priests.

[Li Zheng, just after being rescued, he forgot about everything. 】

[Okay, I have completely forgotten the previous things. 】

[Poor people must be hateful, and I am talking about this boy! 】

[I can’t blame him, after all, I just woke up and I don’t know what happened before. 】

"Li Zheng, do you know what happened?"

The mother slapped Li Zheng.

Li Zheng frowned.

"I seem to have had a very long dream. I still seem to remember the scene in the dream, but I can't explain it clearly."

Li Zheng was confused, time was passing by, but he seemed to be abandoned by time.

There is a feeling of confusion.

"Child, do you remember the second idiot in the village?"

Li Zaisheng reminded Li Zheng.

"Second idiot, didn't he fall into the water and drown?"

Li Zheng was puzzled and still looked at Zhang Pingan with unfriendly eyes. What was this child doing?
"Yes, you are just like him. It has been seven years, and you just recovered."

"This Heavenly Master saved you, otherwise you would..."

The mother covered her face and cried, explaining to Li Zheng.

Those who completely destroy the three views will completely destroy what they have learned. Li Zheng looked on blankly without saying a word.

"Master Tian, ​​continue, please forgive my brother's ignorance."

Li Meng returned to Zhang Pingan and apologized.

"It doesn't matter, it's common to be misunderstood anyway."

Zhang Ping'an accepted the questioning calmly. After all, there were some things that were always unclear.

Arguing won't help.

In a word, if you believe it, you have it; if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it.

Of course, even trust has its limits, and it is not primarily about harm.

"Brother, really."

Li Zheng looked at Li Meng.

Li Meng also read books, so he believed her even more.

Li Zheng was silent and accepted it silently.

"It's time for us to deliver on our promises."

Seeing that Li Zheng was back to normal, Zhang Ping'an decided that it was time to fulfill his promise with Jiang An.

"Master Tian, ​​this is difficult!"

Taoist priest Haiqiu immediately reminded Zhang Pingan in a low voice.

To send a dead soul to the underworld, and to pass through the gate of hell, it also has to enter the path of heaven.

It's easier said than done, as they are either underworld officials or have no way of giving gifts.

"It's okay."

Zhang Ping'an responded, already feeling confident.

The system rewards a door-sealing talisman.

The function of this talisman is to make the undead enter the ghost gate and prevent them from coming out.

As long as you can enter this gate and take the customs clearance document arranged by Zhang Ping'an, which can be fake, you can enter the way of heaven.

Moreover, with the name of Heavenly Master, he is also considered a figure in the underworld.

Zhang Pingan made a backhand and threw out a yellow talisman. Taoist priest Haiqiu was shocked when he saw the yellow talisman in Zhang Pingan's hand.

"Door sealing talisman?"

Taoist priest Haiqiu couldn't help but exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)

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