"Fellow Taoist, can you collect the talismans first? The dead souls may not be able to bear the Tao Qi contained in your talisman. Over time, I'm afraid the ghost energy will be damaged." Xu Hang glanced at the talisman that was attached to Xiang Que.

The lonely ghost suddenly begged and spoke to him.

Xiang Que raised his eyebrows and said, "People and ghosts have different paths. Is this appropriate for you?"

Xiang Que did a good job of collecting these lonely ghosts. According to his temper, if he hadn't been surprised that the whole village was possessed by ghosts, he would have taken care of them long ago.

Xu Hang's expression fluctuated for a moment, and he continued: "These lonely ghosts are quite pitiful. They have no way to reincarnate and have nowhere to live. They can only stay in their ancestral land and wander around forever. You can just let them go as if you have a good relationship."

"One horse"

Xiang Que frowned and said, "What's going on? I've seen these lonely ghosts. They don't seem to be those who have committed many evil deeds and harbor resentment. How could they not be reincarnated in the underworld?"

"This is a long story. I also heard about it from the previous Yin Si on earth."

The history of Maluo Village is quite long. It is said that people have taken root here and made a living in the Song Dynasty. Later, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the population gradually increased and there could be more than a hundred households. The villagers of Maluo Village have been living here for generations.

Puxian Opera

To make a living, all the men, women, and children in the village can basically sing a few lines of Puxian Opera. Especially those villagers who are more talented and have good voices have formed a Puxian Opera singing troupe, and they make a living by singing Puxian Opera on the streets in southern Fujian.

A few decades ago, the theater troupe of Maluo Village was quite famous in southern Fujian. At that time, the troupe had about forty people and sang operas all year round in southern Fujian. However, in the past three decades, the troupe ended.

During the war that year, the theater troupe of Maruo Village unexpectedly encountered the Japs when they were out making a living. All the 46 men in the troupe were massacred to death. The women were robbed and tortured by the Japs for more than a month and then stabbed with a knife.

dead.

At that time, all the forty-six people in the troupe were buried together. The Japanese poured oil on them and burned them all. Unexpectedly, the place where the troupe was buried was a battlefield. A few months ago, there were several people.

In this battle, the two armies faced each other and many people died. The evil spirit here was very strong.

, after the bodies of the troupe were buried and burned, the souls of the dead were trapped by evil spirits and could not escape. They missed the opportunity to be reincarnated. Later, after liberation, the evil spirits gradually disappeared, and the souls of the troupe were able to escape.

Then, with nowhere to stay, he could only return to his ancestral homeland.

"After these lonely ghosts returned to Maruo Village, they wandered in the village at night because they missed their families. It happened that a Mr. Yin and Yang in Maruo Village discovered these dead souls. Among them were his father and brother. This

Mr. Yin and Yang then summoned all the villagers

They gathered together and told them about the incident. Unexpectedly, the villagers were not afraid, because the forty-six dead souls were all relatives of these villagers, including fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, brothers, and husbands and wives.

With grandparents and grandchildren." Xu Hang sighed again and turned his head.

Looking at those lonely ghosts, he said: "The villagers didn't know about the death of those forty-six people. They hadn't seen each other for many years but found that heaven and humans were separated. The villagers were very sad, so someone asked Mr. Yin and Yang if he could put these people away."

The dead souls stayed, but they didn’t expect that this proposal would be accepted by everyone.

With the support of the villagers, these lonely ghosts have stayed in Maruo Village since then, and have been passed down from generation to generation. The villagers have become accustomed to it. Later, some villagers who died and did not go to the underworld to reincarnate also stayed.

Over time, there have been over a hundred lonely souls and wild ghosts here.”

After Xu Hang finished speaking, both Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen fell silent. He waved his hand to collect the talismans and whispered: "You said that there is a record in the underworld, and it was approved by Yama? How could the King of Hell let so many souls wander in the underworld and not care about it?

, three or five is less, this number is over a hundred, how can the King of Hell be so generous?"

Xu Hang shrugged and said, "I'm not sure about this. That's what the previous Yinsi told me."

"Where is the previous Yinsi from?"

"Well, it's the Mr. Yin Yang I mentioned before from Maruo Village."

"I thought it was the underworld that told you." Xiang Que frowned and said, "Why do I feel that this underworld is bending the law for personal gain and deliberately letting these lonely ghosts stay in the village with the villagers?

He may have good intentions and want those in the troupe who died in vain to reunite with their families, but in fact it probably has nothing to do with the King of Hell’s consent.”

Xu Hang was stunned for a moment and said speechlessly: "He has such courage?"

"Do you know what it means to be unpredictable? There is a saying in the Northeast that the bolder a person is, the more powerful he will be. Who can understand the human heart? You may have been confused by his identity as a sinister person."

Xu Hang licked his lips and said with a dry smile: "Maybe he is too young and inexperienced."

"Let me go, how did you get the identity of Yin Si?" Xiang Que was a little confused. When he and Cao Qingdao got the identity of Yin Si, it was his uncle who asked him personally from Yin Shuai. It seemed that at that time

There are other conditions in exchange, but the boss Yin Shuai is not willing.

Xu Hang scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "I inherited it. My father is the Yin Si. In addition, I am from the Southern Taoist Sect of Wuyi Mountain. There is no Yin Si in charge here, so I took it over."

"The second generation of officials inherits their father's business, and the second generation of rich inherits the family property, so you are considered the second generation of Yin."

"Correct answer, correct answer" Xu Hang said, nodding his head.

"Do the villagers here recognize you?" Xiang Que asked.

Xu Hang shook his head and said: "I don't know, I have never had direct contact with them. I am only responsible for checking whether the dead souls here have the intention to harm people. If not, I won't care about it."

"My child, you have definitely been deceived." Xiang Que patted his shoulder speechlessly and said, "Wait and see, after these ghosts have retreated at dawn tomorrow, let's inquire about the villagers here.

Let’s see if the villagers here are really willing to get along with these dead souls, or are they forced to do so?”

"What if these villagers don't want to get along with these dead souls?" Xu Hang asked.

Xiang Que squinted his eyes and looked at him like an idiot and said, "Just send them to reincarnation."

"If he could be reincarnated, the soul of the dead wouldn't have been lingering here for decades."

"Isn't that because I haven't been here before?" Xiang Que said proudly, squinting his eyes.

That night, Xiang Que, Wang Xuanzhen and Yang Feier returned to Wang Jinbo's house, then went to their room on the second floor and waited for dawn as if nothing had happened.

At around three o'clock in the morning, when the cockcrow sounded, there was movement outside the yard. Wang Jinbo and his wife came back with their limbs stiff and being pinched by ghosts.
Chapter completed!