My master is the coffin

Chapter 494
Wushuang nodded: "I understand, He Jiu killed his father on this bed."

He Jiu's face was pale, neither admitting nor denying it.

Wushuang continued: "From this point of view, the scene in our dream is actually the scene when He Jiu's father was killed."

He Jiu leaned against the bed, his whole body was limp.He said with some despair: "A few days ago, I also fell asleep on this bed. I also dreamed that I became my father. Then, another me came over and strangled me to death."

I looked at the bed: "It seems that when your father died, he felt resentful. But he can't blame him. Whoever was killed by his own son is not convinced in his heart."

He Jiu sat on the ground and remained silent, apparently admitting it.

I really didn't expect that He Jiu, who seems to be honest and motivated, would do such a thing.

Wushuang looked at the bed, and said strangely: "It doesn't make sense, I don't feel that there are ghosts on this bed."

I nodded: "I can't feel it either. Otherwise, He Jiu's father wouldn't have controlled the dream."

Wushuang looked at He Jiu: "Your father is a Taoist priest?"

He Jiu shook his head helplessly: "What Taoist priest? He's just a gambler. He doesn't do anything but drink and gamble every day."

I nodded and thought to myself, no wonder those idlers outside said that your father borrowed a lot of debt, so it turns out that he likes to gamble.

Wushuang said: "Since he is not a Taoist priest, how could he hide his soul? If he didn't hide his soul, how could he control our dreams?"

Wushuang and I are at a loss.

Wushuang thought for a while, then shouted outside: "Judge, come here."

A judge came in outside and called out respectfully: "Pluto."

Wushuang nodded and said, "Help me find out where He Jiu's father's soul is."

The judge nodded in agreement and went out.

Sitting on the ground, He Jiu was stunned to see Wushuang talking to nothingness.

We sat back at the table and ate the dishes bit by bit.

After a while, the judge came back, and said to Wushuang in a panic: "Pluto, something is wrong."

Wushuang put down his chopsticks, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The judge said with some embarrassment: "The old man's soul is gone..."

Wushuang slapped the table and shouted, "It's gone? Why do you work as errands?"

The judge looked at Wushuang in trepidation, and then looked like he wanted to say something but dared not.

Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The judge bite the bullet and said: "You are the king of the underworld, but you spend more time in the human world than in the underworld. Things in the underworld are naturally a little slack."

Although Wushuang has a hot temper, she is not a person who discriminates between right and wrong. She nodded: "It seems that I am really incompetent as Pluto."

Hearing what Wushuang said, the judge secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Wushuang said again: "Although I, Pluto, don't stay in the underworld very much, there are certain procedures for catching ghosts and seducing souls. You judges are in charge of this matter. Even if the underworld has no master, there will be no major troubles." .Now that you lose your soul, you can't get rid of it. I hope there will be no such thing in the future."

What he said made the judge break out in cold sweat, and he nodded repeatedly.

Wushuang let the judge go.Then she looked at me and said awkwardly: "What should I do now?"

I thought for a while and said, "There is clearly a problem with this old man's soul. There must be something wrong with this bed. I'm afraid there is only one way to find out what the problem is. That is, someone sleeps on it, and another person , observe carefully from the side."

After I said this, Wushuang and I looked at He Jiu.

He Jiu's face was pale: "I...I dare not."

I said helplessly: "Forget it. Just let me sleep on it."

Then I said to Wushuang: "You are by the side, help me watch. Don't use your eyes, you may not be able to see it with your eyes, but use your spiritual sense to feel it. As long as he wants to control my dreams, he will definitely have Taoism, no matter how much Weak, you should feel it."

Wushuang nodded: "I understand, don't worry."

So I lay on the bed and closed my eyes.

Logically speaking, these days are enough for me to be tired.I should lie in bed and fall asleep right away.But it is not the case.It seemed that I knew that I would have a nightmare after a while, so I was quite nervous, and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

I heard He Jiu crying to Wushuang there, saying that he had no choice but to kill his father.The family was so poor that they couldn't open the pot.This old guy also goes out all day to borrow money and gamble.

He Jiu is a hard-working type. He is exhausted every day, but his father spends all the money he earns in 3 minutes.

A few days ago, He Jiu's father went out to gamble, and happened to meet a moneylender asking for a debt, and the two parties clashed and broke his waist.

Father He really can't gamble anymore, and he doesn't want to gamble anymore.Lying in bed every day, besides cursing, I was vomiting blood.The daily medical expenses are more than what I spent on gambling before.

Later, Father He's illness became more and more serious day by day, and he didn't even have the strength to curse.The most important task every day is to lie in bed and cry out for pain.

He Jiu couldn't go to work anymore.Simply accompany the old man to always eat the mountain.There is no filial son in front of the long-term sick bed, and the two fathers have not been arguing for the last quarter of an hour.

On the day that Father He was dying, the moneylenders came again, insulting and threatening.He Jiu finally collapsed.

He stood motionless in the yard most of the night.After thinking about it, no matter how I think about it, I feel that living like this is really meaningless.So he turned around and entered the house, intending to kill his father and then commit suicide.

But He Jiu is an ordinary person after all.Have you ever killed someone?By the time the towel was wrapped around Dad's neck, his hands were already shaking.

After Dad died, his body was already stiff.Let him commit suicide at this time, he really doesn't have the guts.

So he has been avoiding these days, and promised himself a dream, that is, I will live a good life in the future.

I heard He Jiuxu talking there.After a while, he fell asleep.

That strange smell came again.I opened my eyes and looked up, and sure enough, I turned into an old man.

He Jiu's towel was wrapped around my neck.I knew I was dreaming, so I waved my arms vigorously and knocked on the bed board, intending to wake Wushuang up.

A few seconds later, I heard Wushuang calling me loudly, which woke me up.

I opened my eyes and saw her lying on the bed.

I rubbed my head and asked her, "How is it? Do you feel it?"

Wushuang nodded and said, "You can never imagine what it is."

I asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Wushuang said: "I sensed it just now, it's a mouse."

I asked in amazement: "The mouse controls my dream?"

Wushuang nodded: "This mouse is not big. But it knows Taoism, isn't it strange?"

I nodded: "It's really strange. But what about Father He's soul?"

Wushuang shook his head: "I haven't found it yet."

He Jiu looked at the two of us nervously. He heard us talking about souls all the time, so he couldn't help asking, "Who are you? Taoist priests?"

I nodded: "Well, we are Taoist priests."

Wushuang pointed under the bed and said, "There is a mouse hole under here. The mouse just slipped back after you woke up. If you want to know what's going on, I'm afraid you have to go in."

I looked at the bed with some hesitation: "Go in? Go to the mouse hole?"

Wushuang nodded: "We are souls, no matter how small this mouse hole is, we can't do anything to us. However, I want to take He Jiu with me, after all, he is also a party."

I immediately understood what Wushuang meant: "Are you going to hook his soul?"

Wushuang nodded: "That's right, I'm going to seduce the soul."

Then, without waiting for He Jiu's reaction, she stretched out her hand, and pulled He Jiu's soul out swiftly.

I couldn't help but praise: "Those who have stayed in the underworld are different."

He Jiu's soul was dragged by Wushuang, and he stared at his body dumbfounded.Suddenly he covered his eyes: "Oh my god, am I going to die now?"

Wushuang ignored her wailing and howling, and shouted outside: "Judge, watch over his corpse."

The judge agreed.

He Jiu looked at the two of us and asked in panic: "Is there someone outside? Why didn't I see it before? Could it be a ghost?"

(End of this chapter)