Laughing like crazy, the metaphysics boss just came out of his stall and was noticed by the police

Chapter 39 Human Face Soul

"Hahaha……"

As soon as Fu Yiqing finished speaking, a gust of gloomy wind blew past, and a low voice filled with gloomy energy reached Xun Yan's ears.

"Brother is so young. Look at my sister. She was forced to commit suicide at a young age. She is trapped in this dark ancestral hall. She is very lonely..."

Xun Yan felt a chill on his shoulders, turned his head, and faced a woman's face as pale as paper, and his heart skipped a beat.

The woman with big red lips pouted at him, "Why, you don't like my sister like this?"

Before Xun Yan could react, a man knocked her away and started fighting with her.

"Smelly bitch! You're so horny. If it weren't for me, would you have been able to enter the Cui family's ancestral hall to receive incense? You would have died so many times."

The woman's face hit back, and she bit off a piece of dough from the man's face, chewing and cursing at the same time.

"It's useless to live, and it's useless to die! If it weren't for you, I would have been reincarnated in 80. Why would I still be here fighting for yin energy, yang energy, and incense?"

The man was so angry that he bit the woman's face together. After a while, most of the man's head was bitten off.

Other ghosts smelled the smell and swarmed over it.

"It's delicious, Lao Liu, your son is so delicious, hahaha..."

"This is my son, I should eat it, don't snatch it from me!"

"If you just die, you can breathe in Yang Qi at night, and you don't have to fight!"

The sharp ghost screams surrounded his ears, and Xun Yan's body felt cold, and he felt that his soul was frozen.

Suddenly, there was a heavy weight on his shoulder, and a lotus lamp lit up on his shoulder, driving away the chill all over his body.

Fu Yiqing made a secret, formed a spiritual tablet in his hand, and hung it around Xun Yan's neck.

"Oh, I forgot that you don't have any amulets or other things given by your elders in this life. I'll give you this."

Warmth spread from his chest. Xun Yan squeezed the talisman tightly and looked at Fu Yiqing speechlessly. In fact, even if Fu Yiqing didn't give him the talisman, the blood jade would protect him.

He didn't believe she couldn't think of it.

Therefore, she still treats him differently.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Yiqing had already lit a red lotus and came to one side. There was a large shrine standing there. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was the Guanyin Goddess of Mercy.

The statue of Avalokitesvara is as bright as white jade, and the incense is still burning in front of the niche. It is obvious that someone often worships it.

There was a small shrine beside it. Fu Yiqing looked down and felt angry in his heart.

The statue of Queen Houtu is enshrined in the small shrine. Unlike the Avalokitesvara, the statue of Queen Houtu is very small and has broken skin, and the shrine is even covered with spider silk.

A thick layer of dust fell in front of the niche.

Cuijiacun was more inhumane than she thought.

"Why are the incense of these two statues so different? And why are they placed so close?" Xun Yan asked.

"Because they are offering sacrifices." Fu Yiqing took a deep breath and lit incense candles while saying, "The sacrifices are not to Guanyin or Queen Houtu, but to the group of human-faced souls above them who are neither humans nor ghosts."

"Human-faced soul?"

"Human-faced souls are lonely souls that cannot be reincarnated. They are formed by attacking each other and eating leftovers. If they are raised by others and form a support relationship, the Yin life and destiny of the soul body will be transferred to the people in the Yang world."

"Looking at the scale of the human-faced soul in the Cui family ancestral hall, it has been raised for at least more than ten generations." Fu Yiqing inserted the incense candles in front of the two shrines, and carefully cleaned the spider silk from the shrine of Houtu Empress.

"Aren't these human-faced souls the ancestors of the Cui family? There are tablets enshrined here, how could they become lonely ghosts?"

Xun Yan looked at the numerous tablets and the large cloud of black energy, and quickly guessed the truth.

Hearing this, Fu Yiqing smiled mockingly, "Go and take a closer look at the tablet."

After hearing this, Xun Yan walked to a tablet and was surprised to find that the tablet only had human faces engraved on it, but no names, birth and death times.

"This, this..." A chill ran down Xun Yan's spine.

"Without a name, without a time of birth or death, if you are buried in a mass grave after death, you will be a lonely ghost." Fu Yiqing sneered.

"But aren't these human-faced souls relatives of those outside? There will also be their parents, wives, and children inside..."

"Because of profit, because of greed, that's how human nature is."

"If you only support a few animals, you can maintain wealth for a generation. When the life of the human-faced soul is over, it will disappear in the world and cannot cause harm to the human world. It can be regarded as a balance between cause and effect, and it will not bear much karma."

"But these beasts of the Cui family, in order to be rich for generations, use incense and yang energy to extend the life of these people!"

Fu Yiqing became more and more angry as he spoke, "I see a group of three-year-old children outside this ancestral hall...Children aged two or three are at the time when the yang fire and yang energy are at their strongest. Looking at their yin phase, basically every child has the same yang energy. A pair of people die every ten years, and Cuijia Village is sacrificing young children to these human-faced souls!"

"In today's society, they can't be so blatant, so they can only deceive living people to come back for sacrifice. So, this is why Patriarch Cui doesn't stop us from entering the ancestral hall."

Xun Yan was shocked, "Then what happened to Guanyin and Houtu Empress? Aren't they afraid that the gods will see them?"

"This is just a small world. The gods have to take care of three thousand small worlds and three thousand big worlds. If something big doesn't happen, how can we see what's going on here?"

"They enshrine the Son-Song Guanyin so well and pray devoutly every day. The Son-Sending Guanyin will only know that the people here only want to ask for children, so they will only send children. But the children sent are not human beings. The face soul is the imp who made sacrifices to the human face soul."

"As for Empress Houtu, I guess there are too many human-faced souls here, which have affected everyone in Cuijia Village. They invited people to come and see her, so they invited Empress Houtu."

"...So they can't get what they want, so they waste the appearance of Empress Tu?" It took Xun Yan a long time to digest.

Fu Yiqing nodded.

Xun Yan took a deep breath, followed Fu Yiqing's example, and put a stick of incense on both faces.

The ghost's screams were still ringing in his ears, and Xun Yan's fear turned into pity.

"Brother, help me, I'm so cold."

Just as he was thinking, a child with a gray face suddenly appeared at his feet, his whole body was wet, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

Xun Yan reached out to hug him, but the other trouser leg was also grabbed, "Brother, I feel pain, my head hurts."

Xun Yan looked over and saw that a thin steel pipe had been nailed into the back of the child's head, and silver liquid was leaking out of the steel pipe.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Xun Yan said, his fingers just touched the child's head.

The child immediately screamed, opened his gray-black fangs, bared at him, and was about to bite his hand.

Unexpectedly, the child was lifted up by the back of the neck. Xun Yan looked up and saw Fu Yiqing helplessly saying, "With your compassionate nature, can you please stop talking to ghosts?"

"They are ghosts. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. If they want to take revenge, they have to increase their strength. They are trying to suck your yang energy!"

(End of this chapter)