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Chapter 81

Ning Lang noticed the change in the butler's face, so he retracted his consciousness and asked, "What kind of crying?"

Song Zhifei frowned and said, "The cry of a child."

"In the well?"

"Ah."

Ning Lang turned his head and asked, "Housekeeper, has anyone died in this well?"

"This... I don't know."

Ning Lang directly instructed: "Call someone to come and take a look at the bottom of the well."

"Immortal Master, this..."

"what happened?"

"Most of the servants in the house have left, and only some maids who have sold themselves are still in the house. If you want to go down the well, you can't find people."

Ning Lang was about to speak.

The door was pushed open again.

A middle-aged man wearing an official hat and uniform walked in with a team of officers and soldiers. Seeing a strange face in the courtyard, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "Butler Chen, who is this?"

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Wang County magistrate, this is the Immortal Master who personally came to the door and said he wanted to help eliminate the trouble."

Hearing the words, the county magistrate looked at Ning Lang and saw that he had a good temperament, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Looking down at the county magistrate Wangcheng in Xicheng, thank you Immortal Master for coming to help."

Officials are just ordinary people's officials.

When encountering a monk, you can only lower your posture.

Ning Lang glanced at the six officers and soldiers behind him and directly ordered: "It's just right, who do you want to go down the well to see, there should be something in the well."

"Go down?"

Wang Cheng, the housekeeper and a group of officers and soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what Ning Lang meant.

this time.

After hearing the movement in the front yard, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes and an old Taoist priest in immortal clothes walked over from the front hall. The middle-aged man first bowed his hands to Wangcheng, and then looked at Ning Lang. , frowned.

Butler Chen hurriedly stepped forward and said a few words in his ear.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, "Next week, Zhou Kang is the head of the Zhou family. Since the Immortal Master helped to get rid of the trouble, why did he let people go down into the well? Could it be that the trouble is in the well?"

Just when Ning Lang was about to speak.

The old Taoist suddenly said in surprise: "Wait, wait, let me see, let me see."

Everyone turned their attention to the old Taoist.

I saw the old Taoist walk towards the barren well, and after making a circle around the barren well, pinching his long beard, he said in surprise, "It's weird, why didn't I find out?"

Compared with Ning Lang who came to the door by himself, Zhou Kang was of course more willing to believe in the old Taoist priest that he paid a lot of money to invite. He heard the words and immediately asked, "Daoist, what's wrong?"

"There's something weird at the bottom of the well."

"The Daoist is sure?" Wang Cheng also immediately asked.

As the county magistrate of Wangxi City, it is his duty to maintain public order on one side. If this matter continues to develop, it will also curb his promotion. Otherwise, he will not take the risk and repeat it again and again. I came here to care about the situation of Zhou Mansion.

The old Taoist glanced at Ning Lang without revealing a trace, and when he saw Ning Lang looking at him like a torch, he turned his head away and nodded: "Sure."

The voice just fell.

The county magistrate Wang Cheng gave an order: "come here, go down."

Although the six officers and soldiers were a little scared in their hearts, they thought that the ghosts usually do not appear in the daytime, not to mention that there are two immortal masters here. In the end, they found hemp rope, tied it to the waist of a thin officer and soldier, and slowly lowered it. to the well.

"Put! Let go! Let go!"

The hemp rope fell several feet long, and after a while, a scream suddenly came from the well.

Wang Cheng quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Pull me up, pull me up."

"Pull it!"

The five officers and soldiers quickly pulled up the man who went down the well.

The man's face was pale and trembling all over, he said, "There is a corpse in the well, the corpse of a child!"

The whole house was shocked.

The old Taoist glanced at Ning Lang meaningfully, and said in a plausible voice: "It seems that the symptoms are in the well."

Ning Lang wanted to laugh a little.

This old bastard.

The strange thing in the well was clearly discovered by his apprentice first, but now it has become his credit.

"A child's body?"

Zhou Kang frowned and said, "How could it be the body of a child! Butler Chen, what's going on?"

Zhou Kang usually takes care of the business, and the housekeeper Chen and several wives are basically in charge of the family affairs. In his impression, the well was abandoned because the well water stinks inexplicably. After the well was closed, it was unknown. Why, this well dried up, and Zhou Kang didn't take it seriously.

Butler Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped forward and said, "I...I don't know either. Maybe it was a child outside who was playful and fell into the well."

"Daoist, Immortal Master, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Ning Lang deliberately did not speak.

The old Daoist looked like an old god was on the ground, and he said with a whisker, "It's okay, it's easy to find the crux of the problem. First, take out the body. I'll set up the dojo here tonight.

"So good, so good."

Zhou Kang breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "It's time for you to work."

Seeing that Ning Lang was also beside him, he smiled without saying a word.

He just added another sentence: "I'm also bothering the Immortal Master, butler Chen, take the two to rest first."

"Yes."

Butler Chen stepped forward and said, "Daoist, Immortal Master, please come with me."

……

Under the orders of the county magistrate Wang Cheng, the body of the child in the well was finally retrieved. It was a bit exaggerated to say that it was a corpse. In fact, only a skeleton remained.

After dark.

Under the instructions of the old Taoist priest, a high platform was set up in the yard. On the high platform, many things to be used in the practice were placed, such as incense cases, magic talismans, peach wood swords, etc., and under the high platform, dry wood was also used. A rectangular firewood pile, with the skeleton of the child salvaged in the afternoon placed in the middle.

The county magistrate, Wang Cheng, took a group of officers and soldiers to guard around the high platform. The servants of the Zhou family heard that an old Taoist priest with a profound knowledge of Taoism had come to the front yard.

Ning Lang sat aside with Jiang Chen and Song Zhifei, watching the old Taoist priest like he was watching a play.

The old Taoist looked up at the sky, and then pretended to look at his astrolabe, got up and said, "It's almost time, we can start."

The patriarch Zhou Kang and the county magistrate Wang Cheng all handed over their hands and said, "I'm sorry to trouble the Taoist priest."

The old Taoist stepped onto the high platform, with a bell in his left hand and a peach wood sword in his right, pacing back and forth in front of the incense table, and he kept saying, "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort your body, your disciple's soul, the five internal organs, Xuanming..."

At first it could be heard clearly, then the voice became more and more indistinct.

Song Zhifei asked with wide eyes, "Master, can he really do it?"

Ning Lang said with a smile: "In the future, when you go out, you will encounter people like this who come up to set up such a big battle. One of them is counted as one, and all of them are regarded as liars."

"Liar? Then he..."

"Don't worry, just watch first."

on the high platform.

The old Taoist shouted at the top of his voice: "The auspicious time has come, set fire to it."

The four officers and soldiers stepped forward with torches and threw the torches on the firewood, and the billowing flames burned instantly.

The fire seemed to be burning the fear in everyone's heart, and many people were relieved.

When the owner Zhou Kang saw this scene, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

Yet at this moment.

A gust of cold wind blew, blowing out the flames on the firewood.

The corners of Ning Lang's mouth rose slightly.

When everyone panicked, a figure appeared on the roof tiles at some point.

She has a pair of blood-red eyes, long hair covering most of her face, wearing a messy dress, and red blood dripping from the nails of both hands.

Only a few people can see this scene.

She floated on the tiles, her blood-red eyes looked at the blackened bones on the firewood, and suddenly she raised her head, looking at the sky at a [-]-degree angle with her head and shoulders, her long black hair suddenly raised, her eyes Tears of blood flowed from the inside, his voice was like a crane, and he screamed in pain.

"what!!!"

This scream was indeed heard clearly by everyone.

The cowardly maids fell to the ground with fright.

A group of officers and soldiers also ran out of the door in a hurry, faster than a dog.

on the high platform.

When the old Taoist heard the voice, he was stunned for two breaths, and suddenly knelt on the ground, crying with tears on his face: "Forgive me, forgive me..."

The owner Zhou Kang.

The county magistrate's city.

Butler Chen Fu.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

……

(End of this chapter)