Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 58 Evil repair?

Fang Ling had so many things going on in his mind that it was difficult to sort them out.

Presumably Mr. Zhao sent Wang Qizheng's body home for burial yesterday, and today is the proper time for burial.Thinking about it, no matter what, he should go and see the corpse.

Because Qin Xianghe had had a fight with Wang Qizheng before, it was really inconvenient to go with him at this time.Fang Ling told Qin Xianghe and went to Wang's house.

Because Fang Changqing was unconscious, and there were no other Taoist priests in the town, go outside to invite them. The corpse has been parked for several days, and I'm afraid it will stink by then.

I had no choice but to find a place at random, and no matter what, I had to rest in peace.

Fang Ling thought to herself that she was considered a half-taoist anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem to go in in the name of helping in the past.

Unexpectedly, before he could enter the door, Zhou's arm blocked the door.Zhou's impression of Fang Ling in the past has always been that he is shrewd, capable, and sharp, with a loud voice, and today he finally sees it.

I saw Mrs. Zhou first blocking the door, crying and howling, and in a long voice as if singing, she recounted how miserable Wang Qizheng's death was and how unjust he was.Then he accused Wang Qizheng of being a heartless and heartless man, as bad as Chen Shimei who was beaten by Bao Gong.

Finally, another Gulu got up from the ground, jumped up and down, and cursed at the yard next door.From various organs to eighteen generations of ancestors, she put them in her mouth and chewed them to pieces.

Fang Ling had never seen such a battle before, and knowing that he was not an opponent, he shrank his neck and quietly hid in the crowd of spectators, ready to escape at any time.

I didn't want to but ran into Granny Yu who was helping the Wang family.

Grandma Yu heard Mrs. Zhou shouting and scolding her loudly, and was about to come out to persuade her. When she caught Mrs. Zhou in the middle of making a fuss, she pushed her down and said:

"What are you doing? Although Ling Yatou is somewhat involved with Cuiyun, it's all the same. She is her, and Cuiyun is Cuiyun.

Right now, it has been properly settled inside, but there is only a lack of a Taoist priest who is in charge. After you drive her out, where can you find someone to do things?
Your man has already passed away peacefully. If you don't even have to do the rituals, are you going to watch helplessly as he is unable to be reborn? "

As soon as everyone heard it, they all started to persuade in a hurry.Mrs. Zhou couldn't resist the persuasion of everyone, so she reluctantly let Fang Ling into the house.

Although Fang Ling has never presided over a funeral, the process has been familiar to him since he was a child.The rules and etiquette of calculating the time, weighing and burning paper, guiding souls and sending souls, and the direction of funeral are all easy to grasp, and they are all familiar.

As for the other Fang Changqing's self-created dancing skills, although he was a little embarrassed, he could only pretend to be good at this moment. He sang, danced, and breathed fire and smoke, just to make everyone happy and achieve perfection.

The whole performance of the ceremony was very hard, and it was hard to complete the whole set of scenes after dancing tired and hungry.

Taking the time to look inside the coffin, Wang Qi was gray and white on the front, wearing a seven-layer plain suit, high boots, and a black ribbon tied around his waist. Looking at the ribbon, Fang Ling always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly she slapped her head and remembered that Qin Shizhang's black belt was not wrapped with red silk thread that day?At that time, among the dark colors, that touch of red was particularly eye-catching, so it is still fresh in my memory.

Fang Ling frowned in confusion, and was about to look elsewhere.But he didn't want that ever since she entered the door, the Zhou family would regard her as a husband-killing enemy and stare at her to death.

Now that he saw that she had finished her religious duties, he crossed the river, demolished the bridge, and pushed her out.

Zhou's is not only fierce, but also has great hands.

Fang Ling shrank her neck and covered her face with her hands, for fear that she would slap her as a vixen who destroyed her family harmony in a moment of excitement.

While dodging hastily, all in front of her eyes were the turbulent waves rolling on Zhou's chest and the black marks rising and falling on the sleeves of the wide sackcloth filial piety.

Because Fang Ling has always dealt with evil things such as ghosts and goblins, he is particularly sensitive to black things.

Then he took a closer look and found that it was just a stain on the sleeve of his inner coat.The color is black and blue, and it has been soaked lightly.However, the shape is a bit weird, like a square square with one corner cut obliquely.

Fang Ling might have really fainted from hunger, and was kicked out of the yard. His mind was in a daze, and the faint black mark was still there in a trance.

There are so many doubts at the moment, those who can be verified have also been verified, and those who cannot be verified can only be put aside for the time being.

The top priority is to go to Qingyuan Mountain, otherwise Fang Changqing and Cuiyun's sister-in-law have lost their souls for too long, even if they can prove their innocence, it will not help.

After casually drinking some porridge, Fang Ling simply packed up and left.

According to Mr. Zhao, sister-in-law Cuiyun and Fang Changqing were both found at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, seven or eight miles away from Yuanchuan Town.

She was going to have a meeting today to see what was so weird about that place that could capture the souls of two people at the same time, but she couldn't get them back despite all her efforts.
Although the place where the two men were unconscious is not on the road, it is quite easy to find, mainly because the two people were found here, and the wormwood that was half a person tall around them had been trampled by the government officials like a racecourse.Fang Ling followed the traces and found it quickly.

It was indeed at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, but it was about two miles away from the main road.There is no road at all here, it is completely deep in the dense forest.

What is sister-in-law Cuiyun doing here?
Fang Ling set up the awning with his hands, and looked up into the distance, only to find a bulging, gray and white bundle hanging quietly on a tree.

The surrounding patch of wormwood and vines half as tall as a man had been cut down and cleared.A thin animal skin blanket was spread haphazardly on the ground, and there were traces of a fire beside it. Now there was only a small pile of ashes.

Fang Ling looked around and didn't find anyone, so he stepped forward to untie the burden.

What surprised her was that besides a few pieces of men's clothing, there was also an exquisite gossip bronze mirror and a simple compass in the baggage, which looked extraordinary.But isn't this a magic weapon?

She was suddenly shocked when she thought that Cuiyun's sister-in-law and his father both fainted here and lost their souls after fainting.Sure enough, there is an evil cultivator here.

"If there is nothing that the girl is looking for, please put it back where it belongs."

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded from behind without warning.

Fang Ling was taken aback. She had been watching carefully just now, but she didn't find anyone around.

She hastily put down the burden and turned around abruptly, only to see a slender man with a cold and indifferent expression standing behind him.

On that clean and handsome face with sharp edges and corners, a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, showing a certain bearing.A pair of eyes are deep and quiet, although vast and without waves, they are clear and clear, with outstanding eyesight.

Look at Yue's white clothes, cyan coat, and the wine bottle casually carried in his hand. Isn't this the man by the Muma River?

"Is it you?" Fang Ling couldn't help but asked.

"Do you recognize me? But I don't seem to know the girl."

The man's tone was indifferent and his attitude was alienated.

"I have seen you several times by the Muma River before. Why are you here?"

Hearing the words, the man seemed to feel that there was no need to answer Fang Ling, so he just said lightly:

"If nothing happens, girl, please help yourself. Besides, it's best not to touch strangers' baggage without permission."

On the way back, Fang Ling kept thinking about the compass and gossip mirror, and for no reason, the cardboard Taoist with empty airs appeared in his mind.

According to common sense, even if one or two Taoist priests come to Yuanchuan Town, they are only doing religious things in the town, and there is no reason to go into the mountains and stay for a few days.

Due to the trapped dragon situation in Qingyuan Mountain, one cannot cultivate immortals, and the other is not able to escape demons. This person is really strange.

Come to think of it, in the entire Yuanchuan Town and even Qingyuan Mountain, besides her father, there is only this person in the Taoist sect.If there is anyone else who has the ability to capture the souls of her father and sister-in-law Cuiyun, it is probably the only one.

Besides, he came so strangely, and happened to appear at the place where Cuiyun's sister-in-law and her father lost their souls.Thinking about it this way, I feel more and more suspicious.

Fang Ling was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't realize that a pair of blood-red eyes had been staring at her for a long time in the deep twilight.Just when she turned around and was about to go back to find out what happened, a cloud of black mist came suddenly.

(End of this chapter)