Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 80
"Song Huaiyuan is quite interesting."

Fang Jie, who had eaten and drank enough, lay happily on the chair, while the servants on the side were cleaning up the mess on the table, and brought fruits to him.

It was rare for Li Daoxuan to finish his meal. He looked back subconsciously, and after a little awareness, he looked back.

After a while, the night got darker.

Li Daoxuan and Fang Jie slept in the same room, while Zhou Xu went to the next door.

"Brother Li, do you think anything weird will happen tonight?"

Fang Jie was lying on a newly moved canopy bed with his legs crossed, not feeling sleepy at all.

Although they were on the road before, the three of them had enough rest time every day, so they were not very tired.

"You can't do it if you don't talk like a crow."

Li Daoxuan turned over. He had already mastered the ability to control sleep.

He could fall asleep anytime and anywhere he wanted.

And this is also a special ability he possesses after discovering that his Qi and blood are strong enough to reach a certain limit.

Li Daoxuan just finished speaking.

The two of them heard a stumbling cry for help coming from outside the door, and the voice was still very familiar.

Fang Jie patted his face lightly and said, "I call you Crow Mouth."

Li Daoxuan had already sat up, "If you want to be sincere, shoot harder. What does this mean? Do you want me to come?"

Fang Jie thought about Li Daoxuan's power. If he slapped him... would his head be left behind?
"It's not necessary."

As he said this, Fang Jie climbed out of bed and went to open the door. It happened that Zhou Xu, who was next door, also opened the door and walked out.

They looked at each other.

At the right time, Song Huaiyuan also rushed into the yard, fell to the ground, and immediately crawled over on his hands and feet, crying:
"Help, Lord Three Grain Eaters, help me, ghost, ghost wants to kill me!!"

"Ghost? Where did the ghost come from? Isn't that your daughter?"

Fang Jie looked surprised.

Song Huaiyuan crawled closer and closer, still saying, "I know I was wrong, that's a ghost, not my daughter."

"One more step and you're dead."

At some point, Li Daoxuan had already drawn the butcher's knife and stared at the man in front of him.

The undisguised murderous intent in his eyes made Fang Jie dare not look into his eyes.

Song Huaiyuan stayed where he was and did not dare to move.

Even lying on the ground, motionless.

"Come out."

Unknowingly, Zhou Xu had also walked to the position behind Song Huaiyuan, blocking his way, and the three of them surrounded him.

Song Huaiyuan lay on the ground and suddenly shook his body. He was originally just a man, but once again a... ghost separated from his body.

A female ghost wearing a tattered white dress with disheveled hair.

"help me."

The female ghost made a sound that was neither male nor female, but seemed to be struggling.

"who are you?"

Li Daoxuan stared at her and asked with a frown.

Fang Jie said in an uncertain tone: "Brother Li, she seems to be possessed by a ghost."

"Ghost upper body?"

Li Daoxuan had never encountered such a situation before. When he just used his dead eye, he found that Song Huaiyuan's whole body was contaminated.

After forcing Song Yao out, it turned out that Song Yao was also like this.

That's why this problem arises.

Zhou Xu crossed his arms over his chest and spoke coldly, "Song Yao was indeed not dead at first, but just lost her soul. Later, Song Huaiyuan and the others probably tried to bring back Song Yao's soul by some unknown means."

"As a result, she recruited such a ghost to her, and she became like a neither human nor ghost."

"right……"

Song Yao made a difficult and bitter sound, but soon, the original neither-male nor female voice appeared again.

"As long as you separate me from her, I will tell you a big secret, otherwise, you will die soon."

The voice was sharp, as if he was laughing sinisterly.

Li Daoxuan, who seemed listless at first, immediately became energetic after hearing these words, and even couldn't help laughing.

"Are you... negotiating terms with us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, rain began to fall above Song Yao's head, dripping onto the ground, making a corrosive sound.

Fang Jie takes action!
The dirty water fell on her body, causing her to wail in pain, and she was about to escape from the attack range.

But then, a black butcher knife stopped in front of her.

"Pain or death."

Li Daoxuan finished speaking coldly and casually.

Song Yao didn't dare to move, because she felt that the three people in front of her were definitely capable of killing her easily.

But fortunately, seeing his honesty, Li Daoxuan drew his sword to dispel Fang Jie's vulgar skills.

After the dirt and water dissipated, Song Yao became a lot more honest, squatting on the ground and shivering.

"Okay, can we talk now?"

Li Daoxuan also squatted down and asked.

"The reason why the Song family chose to build a villa in this ravine is because there is the tomb of a grain eater under the ground. The level is not low."

"Now Song Huaiyuan's eldest son, Song Linchuan, has become a seventh-rate grain eater [head shaver] relying on the heritage left from this tomb. That's why I said, you are going to die soon."

Li Daoxuan looked at Song Huaiyuan's body on the ground and didn't care about what the ghost said.

"Who are you then? The owner of the tomb itself, the Grain Eater?"

"No, I am his descendant."

"More than ten years ago, when I came to visit the grave of my ancestor, I happened to meet the Song family father and son who came to rob the tomb... I was killed by them, wandered here, and finally became a ghost."

The approach of civilized people is to be polite before fighting.

But Li Daoxuan is not a civilized person, on the contrary, he is a reckless butcher.

So he chose soldiers, soldiers who didn't even use etiquette.The result was that the ghost told the whole story honestly.

"After this ghost took possession of him, Song Huaiyuan used unknown means to suppress him into Song Yao's body. It took too long and there are already signs of assimilation. They cannot be separated by their own means alone."

Zhou Xu understood everything and explained it to Li Daoxuan.

"That's right, that's it."

Song Yao's expression was a little excited.

"Why should I help you?" Li Daoxuan asked directly.

The ghost possessing Song Yao was obviously well prepared, and he blurted out the answer: "Actually, the Song family did not get the biggest benefit from my ancestor's tomb."

"As long as you help me, I will dedicate that benefit to you."

After hearing this, a word popped up in Li Daoxuan's mind for no reason.

"The great filial piety in the hall."

Fang Jieqi said with a smile: "Then we still have to deal with that seventh-rate grain eater? Give us our things as a favor, you are really a clever guy."

"No, no, no, I know how Song Linchuan became a seventh-rate grain eater. He did not follow the orthodox path, but followed an evil path. He has obvious weaknesses."

"As long as we cooperate, I will tell you."

Zhou Xu had an idea, but she didn't say anything. She looked at Li Daoxuan.

After all, Li Daoxuan had already explained at the beginning that he could be casual at ordinary times, but if he encountered evil ghosts, he could only have his voice in the team.

In other words, he is the only one who can make the decision!

Zhou Xu naturally agreed with this kind of thing.

One thing that is extremely taboo in a team is to stand on their own and do their own thing.

So even though she had made a decision at this moment, she was still waiting for the result of Li Daoxuan.

As for Fang Jie... he doesn't have any ideas, he only believes in one purpose.

I'll hit wherever Brother Li points!
"This is an ordinary shroud ghost." After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he made up his mind and looked at Zhou Xu and Fang Jie.

Although they didn't say it explicitly, both of them could see Li Daoxuan's thoughts from his eyes.

He wants to do this!
And this is in line with Zhou Xu's thoughts.

A horse without night grass is not fat, and a person is not rich without windfall.

This has been true since ancient times.

"I can try." Zhou Xu said in a deep voice: "As long as we find a way to bring back Song Yao's soul... She has been out of the body for more than a year. If her soul is really still alive, when she comes back, it will be Squeeze this shroud ghost out."

"what do you need?"

"A bowl filled with water and two chopsticks."

After Zhou Xu finished speaking, Fang Jie went into the house to get it.

Song Yao squatted on the ground and once again made that masculine voice in her throat, "It may be faster. If Song Huaiyuan doesn't go back for too long, the Song family may look for him."

Fang Jie came out with a porcelain bowl and chopsticks, while Zhou Xu walked up to Song Yao and directly reached out and pulled out two of her hair.

"Hold it, don't move, there's nothing you can do if it spills."

After Zhou Xu finished speaking, he directly placed the porcelain bowl filled with water on Song Yao's head, letting the shroud ghost hold it up and not daring to move.

Then, she held the chopsticks with her left hand and wrapped the two hair strands with her right hand a few times to tie the two chopsticks together.

Li Daoxuan had never seen this kind of method before, so he and Fang Jie stood nearby and watched.

The ghost, which seemed extremely ferocious to ordinary people, was squatting among the three of them very obediently, as if it was a wooden sculpture that did not dare to move at all.

After Zhou Xu tied up his chopsticks, he started to mutter something.

I saw her putting two chopsticks at the bottom of the bowl.

Two slender chopsticks stood up.

Her eyebrows lit up, "There's something going on!"

"Her soul is still alive?"

"Ah."

The two chopsticks stood at the bottom of the porcelain bowl. Although they were shaking a little, they would not fall down, as if something was dragging them down.

"Song Yao...Song Yao..."

Zhou Xu shouted softly over and over again. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to have a magical power that penetrated people's hearts.

Li Daoxuan took a step back and looked at the door. He heard chaotic footsteps and shouts.

Someone came to look for Song Huaiyuan.

But what followed was a gust of cold wind blowing, and a young woman wearing a snow-white dress floated in from the door and rushed straight towards the body kneeling on the ground.

Zhou Xu successfully summoned the spirit.

Song Yao's soul is back.

But in an instant, Song Yao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, trembled. The porcelain bowl above her head fell, and she stood up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, a green shirt seemed to fall off her body and fell to the ground.

He transformed into a man who looked like a young scholar.

Song Yao looked at him and subconsciously avoided her eyes.

The man folded his sleeves with his hands, closed his eyes and shed two lines of bloody tears.

"I want all of you in the Song family... to be buried with you!"

"Mr. Lu..." Song Yao seemed to want to say something.

But suddenly there was a loud laugh at the door.

"It's just a shroud ghost, what a big tone!"

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