Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 461
Wang Xuanzhi smiled with him, obviously still the same smile as usual, looking at the warm and moist person, but it made 'Wang Caozhi' feel boundless, "What do you want to do, it's your big brother, spread the word to criticize him." You have a bad reputation, and the world will only say that you want to monopolize the Wang family's property and kill your brother—but if someone survives, it will be different."

"Heh!" Several disdainful voices sounded at the same time.

The young face of 'Wang Caozhi' suddenly turned red.

But Wang Xuanzhi didn't want to say any more, "Xiao Yi, let's make a quick decision. You tell me about the identity of the person, and someone will help him untie his obsession."

Dao nodded, she couldn't stand it anymore, it was too annoying, a person is likable, but happiness seems to be only [-]%, now that so many people's obsessions are gathered together, the disgust seems to have expanded countless, and even Looking at Wang Caozhi's appearance, it seems that his appearance has changed.

What happened next stunned Wang Pingle and Mrs. Xie.

Daoyi: "Zhang San, Yili Village in the suburbs of Beijing, died ten years ago."

Wang Xuanzhi thought for a while, "Zhang San, your wife, now has a son with your parents, and their family lives very well. The villagers of Yili Village often help them, and there is no major difficulty."

Dao had a flash of joy, "The power of the soul of harmony has dissipated a little."

Wang Xuanzhi knew a lot of things, and he would save himself a lot of energy with his help.

'Wang Caozhi' was tied up by green vines. Seeing that the two of them worked together to disperse him faster, great panic flashed in his eyes, and for the sake of convenience, his mouth was blocked by Dao Yi with a yellow talisman.

In this way, one of the two reported the life of the deceased, while the other looked for a breakthrough from the old files. It was much faster to solve the problem than if one of them was busy alone.

Wang Pingle and his wife just looked at them like this, and each time you said something to me, "Wang Caozhi" would whine in pain every time he heard a name, but his expression gradually became sober, and he began to reject outsiders. soul.

The husband and wife stared at the three of them dumbfounded, as if there was a big hand invisible, making the three of them stand upright and saw each other constantly, and the tightly bound 'Wang Caozhi' was naturally at a disadvantage.

"Oh!!" Wang Pingle and the two were worried about the child at the beginning, and then they were dizzy. They almost forgot what they were doing. A rooster crowed, and the sky turned white.

The only soul in 'Wang Caozhi' was finally persuaded to leave.

Only the last wisp remained, whether it was the rejection of the owner of the body, the transcendence by chanting sutras, or Wang Xuanzhi telling his family affairs, nothing had any effect. The soul seemed to take root in Wang Caozhi's body, wanting to Live forever.

Daoyi circled him twice, and one night passed. Wang Caozhi had already lost all strength after being tossed like this, but because of the last ray of soul, she had a strange spirit instead. She turned her head and asked, "And Dao Can you confirm that this person's birthday is born in the year of Zaozi rat and died in the year of Bingyin tiger?"

Although Wang Xuanzhi didn't understand why she had another birthday at this time, he still nodded, "I'm sure."

As soon as Dao heard the words, he immediately pinched his fingers and counted, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and he soon became brisk again. The general trend of the world is just separation and reunion. How can I fight against it with my own strength? After a hundred years, hit Doomed thing?

Let nature take its course.

She got closer to Wang Caozhi, and whispered a few words in his ear, "Although it is not your direct lineage, it is also your collateral lineage. The Great Zhou will be like a ship caught in a storm, and your The collateral descendants are the source of the storm, so why worry about no one not remembering your family in the future?"

'Wang Caozhi''s expression of resignation turned into fanaticism, he whimpered and wanted to say a few words, as if he wanted to prove something urgently.

Daoyi didn't solve it for him, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing you can do. Anyway, according to your birth date, the result is like this. Hey, it will take some time for Pindao to reveal the secret like this. It's so bad, you still don't believe it, it's really unreasonable."

Her complaint made Wang Pingle and his wife very worried, but Wang Xuanzhi's complexion was very strange.

Since Dao Yi came to the capital, the most unlucky thing was that he couldn't save money. Many times he said something, or did something too much. The next day, or every few days, he always lost money for some inexplicable reason. Money or bankruptcy.

He was suddenly a little worried that Daoyi would not be angry and cry for a while.

Wang Xuanzhi was wandering in the sky, he wondered if he needed to find a reason to take out a sum of money that belonged to her.

'Wang Caozhi' looked a bit tangled, as if he wanted to believe it but couldn't believe it.

Daoyi didn't know the worries of the three of them, she was still persuading the soul who almost replaced 'Wang Caozhi', "Actually, you don't want to leave, Pindao can break you up by force, but Pindao didn't By doing this, I just want to give you one last chance"

"You are a person who loves face so much, and is afraid of being forgotten when you die. If you lose your wits because of this strand of soul in the next life, no matter how old you are, you will be like a fool. I wonder if you would like that? "

Seeing the other party was a little moved, but still did not leave.

Dao Yi couldn't help but wonder, this soul is really stubborn, just to make people remember him, he is willing to be a fool in the next life.

She said these thoughts, and the three of Wang Xuanzhi also felt strange, if a soul was kept because of obsession, then he must have something to ask for, but the matter that he didn't want to be forgotten has already been resolved by Daoyi.

So what is he still asking for?

Wang Xuanzhi's gaze traveled back and forth on everyone in the room, and finally settled on the three members of Wang Pingle's family. He thought to his heart, "Mr., your seven sons will arrange for someone to entrust the old man's side branch to replace them. Set up incense so that future generations can offer sacrifices, and the concubine in the harem, if she keeps herself safe, the Wang family is willing to do a little bit to take care of her."

As soon as Dao saw the stubborn soul of 'Wang Caozhi', he had already withdrawn to leave. He was an extremely burly, intimidating, and respectable elegant old man, who lived up to his both civil and military skills. .

But because it is a remnant soul, the color of the soul is extremely light.

Almost transparent, but really powerful.

Before leaving, the old gentleman waved the big sleeves of his toga, bowed his hands and saluted, "An Dao, he was thanking you just now, but he has left now."

"Drink! Chunchi, go ask Xiaoer to bring up all the good wine in the store!" The soul in Wang Caozhi's body that does not belong to him has already left. This person's memory is still stuck in the night of drunkenness. For a moment, he opened his mouth and shouted, and fell asleep immediately.

The corners of their mouths twitched. If they had no words behind them, they would have thought there was a drunkard still hiding in his body.

"Oops, it's already dawn." Daoyi exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Xie didn't care about the people who were already snoring on the ground.

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　　I’m here, I’m sorry, I was paralyzed at home for a whole day yesterday, I didn’t want to move my fingers, and I felt pain in my body even when I was breathing. Alas, I won’t go to cut rice again next year. There are a lot of injuries on my hands now. There are a lot of small bubbles, itching to death. . .

　　Next chapter, work hard, I'm going home now.

　　(In ancient times, if a marriage was engaged, it was almost considered half a couple, so the title...)
　　
　
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