Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 180 No.17
Ding Ermiao was also stunned, this old ghost really had insight, when he heard what he wanted, he knew that he was going to set up an formation to catch ghosts, and he could also analyze that the ghost he wanted to catch was the water ghost from Suolongtan, awesome.

"Why, could it be that the water ghosts in Suolongtan are your ancestors? If that's true, I'll let them go." Ding Ermiao said.

Old Han was not angry and shook his head: "No." Then he slowly turned around and walked towards the backyard like a zombie.

After a while, Old Han came back slowly, struggling to carry a small bag in his hand.Ding Ermiao took the bag and put the contents on the counter to check.

Kongming lanterns are the ones sold in the market, but they are plain white on all sides without any patterns.The four bells are all made of brass and sparkle with gold.The handles on the bell have been polished extremely smooth, and they look like antiques that have been passed down for many years.

Wan Shugao picked up a bell, but found that the bell weighed very much, always more than one kilogram.Shake it gently and the ringing sound will be pleasant and clear.

"This bell is only for rent, not for sale. The rent is five hundred per day." Old Han said: "But we are old acquaintances, so today's rent is waived. But as I said before, if you lose my bell, you can pay for it. Every day Thirty thousand bells, so pay attention carefully."

"Thanks, I can't lose your bell, don't worry, old ghost." Ding Ermiao packed the things and turned to leave.

But Lao Han shouted from behind: "Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?" Ding Ermiao stood still and asked.

"Ahem... you have to be careful about the business of that young master from the capital city." Old Han said slowly: "He has also invited many people. You are... No. 17."

Damn it, Ding Ermiao was slightly surprised.The first sixteen have not been settled. It seems that Wang Haolan's matter is a bit troublesome.

"There is a road in front of the mountain, and the boat will go straight to the bridge. You don't have to worry about my affairs." Ding Ermiao hesitated in his heart, but he still showed no fear, waved his hand, and left with Wan Shugao. The coffin shop.

Everyone has not had lunch yet since they have been busy in the morning. The most important thing now is to fill their stomachs.The body is the capital of the ghost hunter!

After leaving Renhe Lane, Ding Ermiao and the others found a nearby restaurant to eat.

Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao ate and drank voraciously, but Li Weinian was absent-minded and only tasted the food.

"What are you thinking about? Captain Li?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Li Weinian shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

With a snap, Wan Shugao put down his chopsticks and glared at Li Weinian: "Why are your eyes filled with tears? Is it because you are pretending to be serious? We are all brothers. If you fart, just let it go, no need to hide it!" "

"I..." Li Weinian blushed and said, "I just wanted to go back early and bury Tang Zhiyuan's bones and the bones of Sister Luzhu together."

Ding Ermiao chuckled: "Why don't you say no earlier? Eat quickly and go back after eating."

After devouring their food, Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao walked out of the hotel feeling their bellies.Li Weinian started the sports car and drove quickly to the waterfront home project site.

Back at the construction site, Ding Ermiao went directly into Li Weinian's office to sleep. As for how to deal with Tang Zhiyuan's bones, that was Li Weinian's business and he didn't have to worry about it himself.

It was a very dark sleep, and when Li Weinian woke him up, Ding Ermiao realized that it had been dark for a long time.

"Calling the soul, Captain Li?" Ding Ermiao sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes and complaining.

Li Weinian held the Longquan Sword in his hand and said calmly: "Brother Ermiao, Luzhu is waiting for us."

"Where are you waiting for us?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"Right by the river, where I buried her bones last time."

Ding Ermiao waved his hand: "I'll come after I wash my face."

After washing up, Ding Ermiao followed Li Weinian out of the construction site gate and headed to the river.In the distance, there is the sound of a flute, which is sad and graceful, twists and turns, like weeping and complaining...

When they arrived at the river, Ding Ermiao discovered that where Li Weinian buried Lvzhu's bones last time, a large grave had been raised. It was as tall as a person on the ground and the scale was spectacular.

I really don’t know where Li Weinian got the time and energy to make her sister Luzhu’s grave so huge during this period of time!
The female ghost, Luzhu, was standing in front of the grave, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, playing a bamboo flute in her hand.Her figure exudes faint fluorescence in the dark, swaying with the wind, like a fairy Lingbo, both true and false, dreamlike and illusory.

Shuanzhu was also standing aside, but for some reason, he frowned and looked sad.

Ding Ermiao and Li Weinian listened to the flute silently without disturbing them.

After a long time, Luzhu finished playing the song, lowered his head in silence, and let out a long sigh...

"Sister, Mr. Ding and Brother Li are here to see you." Shuanzhu called.

Luzhu suddenly woke up, turned around and bowed Yingying: "Luzhu has met Mr. Ding and the brother of the Li family."

"Don't make so many red tapes," Ding Ermiao waved his hand and asked: "Your brother from the Li family has personally fished out Tang Zhiyuan's bones. Why are you still so sad? Could it be that those bones are not Tang Zhiyuan's?" Did we admit our mistake?"

"Mr. Ding's Taoism is superb, and the Li family brother is very courageous, how could he make a mistake?" Luzhu shed tears and said slowly:

"Lvzhu has been waiting for 340 years by the Wuyu River. I originally thought that Mr. Tang's bones were buried with me, and his soul would sense it and follow him. Who knows..., after the bones were buried, Still no trace of the young master..."

Li Weinian quickly comforted him: "Sister, don't be anxious. Didn't we just bury Mr. Tang's bones? He will definitely come back, don't worry."

Luzhu sighed again: "Brother knows very little about the underworld. Even if it was just for a moment, the young master should have sensed it... But why hasn't he come yet?"

After that, Luzhu raised his flute and said, "This is the tune I often play for him."

Then he pointed to the sword in Li Weinian's hand: "This is Mr. Tang's Longquan sword. It turns out that he often danced the sword for me to see. Now that it has seen the light of day again, let's take it. It's also a way for the younger sister to thank him for his hard work." .”

After Lu Zhu finished speaking, she put the flute to her mouth and started playing.The sound of the flute is lingering and melodious, and the emotions are flowing, like the tide of the blue sea, coming continuously...

Amidst the flute music, Zhuanzhu beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying loudly.Li Weinian also lost his soul and stood silently.

Tonight I hear the willow tree breaking in the song, who can't help but feel the love of hometown?
The sound of the flute reached his ears, and even Ding Ermiao felt desolate in his heart.My mood fluctuated with the sound of the flute, and I unconsciously thought of my hometown in Lingshan County, Jiangnan, and the village called Mu Basin...After 12 years apart, I don’t know how my family is doing now. Is grandpa still there?Are your parents healthy?Is the eldest brother married and having children?
Inadvertently, the longing has penetrated into the bone marrow, and the eyes gradually become moist.

(End of this chapter)