One step, one step, the footsteps are silent.
Wei Yuan walked forward quietly.
This time the wooden building seemed much more lively than before.
Today was no longer a foggy day, but a deep night. What was faintly heard was no longer the clear and melodious singing of female dan, but the loud and rude laughter of men, the crisp sound of clinking cups, and the gentle laughter of women.
Joy, happiness, and the unstoppable sadness.
Wei Yuan paused and turned his head to the left.
In the gray night fog, a row of people knelt in a row, including a child with a black mole in the corner of his eye, men, and women, all with their heads down.
Men have no courage, and women have no mercy.
Like rows of tombstones.
He retracted his gaze and walked into the courtyard without a soul. Before he stepped in, he opened his eyes and regained his sanity. After a moment, a look of shock and anger appeared in his eyes: "Another dream?!"
He saw the stone well under the old locust tree and the woman with her head bowed.
This time she was wearing a bright red dress, bright red and festive.
The tune in his ears changed, it was suona, joyful and high-spirited.
It was a wedding.
But there was a kind of creepy taste that made people unable to stop, it was an unstoppable sadness that made people's scalp numb. Wei Yuan's face suddenly changed. He realized something was wrong, rolled back, and reached out to grab the sword in his arms, but grabbed nothing.
He looked up suddenly.
The silk on the locust tree was shaking, and there was nothing underneath.
Look to the side again.
The woman raised her head and looked at him silently.
The palm instantly pierced Wei Yuan's heart.
......
"Ah!!!"
Wei Yuan was awakened by a nightmare.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with anger, and he calmed down when he saw the ceiling with spots of green mold.
A few minutes later, he stood up and took a glass of water and drank most of it. The cold water calmed his intense emotions. His expression was calm, but he was more angry. He turned his head and saw that the talismans at the door and the bedside had been burned to ashes silently.
The other party was enraged.
But it was not the only one that was enraged.
Wei Yuan had no intention of interfering in the world of demons and ghosts, but the other party seemed to have no intention of giving him a chance to live. After seeing the talisman on the bedside, he fell into a dream more violently. Even a clay man would be angry, let alone a young man.
Wei Yuan had an inexplicable fire in his heart.
If it weren't for the Crouching Tiger Waist Card, he might have died.
There was no way to avoid this matter, and it had to be dealt with.
His thoughts gradually became clear.
Finally, he decided to go to Jiangnan himself.
Instead of waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative and take the initiative. Anyway, staying here will not help, so why not give it a try.
Wei Yuan went to the bathroom to wash his face, then put the crouching tiger waist card in his arms, and then knocked on the door where the ghosts lived. The water ghost floated half of his body out of the closed door, yawning, and was startled when he saw Wei Yuan, saying: "Boss Wei...what's wrong with you?"
"Get ready and go to Jiangnan."
"Go to Jiangnan?"
The water ghost was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his scalp numb:
"Well, what are you going to Jiangnan for?"
"...What do you think?"
Wei Yuan's mouth curled up, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling, and he answered.
"It is not polite to come without returning the favor."
......…
The water ghost was deeply impressed by the female ghost who stabbed it through the head after a disagreement. This time, he chose to watch the house. Wei Yuan got the solution to the evil ghost from the crouching tiger waist card in the same way as he got the five methods of opening the eyes before.
In fact, it is very simple. Most of the strong negative emotions of evil ghosts are related to something.
Destroying that kind of thing will stimulate the evil ghost's mind and make them give birth to other types of emotions.
The existence of evil ghosts is based on the fit between negative emotions and a certain kind of spiritual place in heaven and earth. The birth of extra emotions is equivalent to the appearance of impurities inside, which reduces the fit and the strength of evil ghosts will plummet.
Another way is to burn the Yin objects related to evil ghosts, mix them with special talisman water, and apply them to weapons, which can cause damage to evil ghosts. The water that Wei Yuan used to open his eyes is one of the more common ones.
He probably still remembers the approximate location of the map that appeared on Zhao Yi's computer, and he will go directly to that area when the time comes.
He then used the [Exorcism] magical power to control the wandering soul of the poisoned elder sister, and drew the pavilions and courtyards he saw in his dream. He did not have the police database, so he was going to ask the old people who were more familiar with local affairs, and finally hid the eight-sided Han sword in the sword box.
After thinking about it, he took it out again and found a piano case in the museum.
It was made of mahogany, a few years old, and there were scratches on it.
Throwing it on the carpet outside, it was no problem to fool a few people who had no sense.
It was a matter of life and death, so Wei Yuan didn't care about anything else. He hid the sword box in the piano case, and then drove the soul of the Qi family army soldier to try to familiarize himself with the action of taking the sword from the piano case. This place was not far from Jiangnan, and this kind of controlled knife could not be taken by train, so he could share a van with others.
After making a decision, Wei Yuan burned the chopped hair of the female ghost and mixed it into the talisman water.
Then he found a waist bag and put the talisman water for opening eyes and the water for killing ghosts in a small bottle.
The two paper figures were willing to follow, and Wei Yuan pulled his sleeves, and the two paper figures slid in.
Hand in hand, they turned into something like a wrist guard, which fit on the wrist.
Finally, they waited for the sunrise to set off. At the suggestion of the military spirit of the Qi family army, Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly meditating to control his mind and breathing. This is a skill that can adjust the state, breathe, and quickly recover physical strength after experiencing a bloody battle, but it is almost difficult to teach in words.
As long as you can roll a few times on the battlefield and grab a few heads without dying, you basically know it.
......
"You can still get in, you can still get in, squeeze in a little more."
"Come, here, isn't there room to squeeze in here?"
"Wait for one more person, let's wait for one more person, and then we'll set off!"
Wei Yuan squeezed into a van, holding his violin case. The driver didn't ask. When there was really no room for people, he turned the steering wheel, stepped on the gas, and set off directly. The driver was very familiar with the road, and there was no obstruction along the way. He could always find the best way to go.
Departed in the morning and arrived at the destination in the afternoon.
Wei Yuan stood in a somewhat unfamiliar place, thought about it, and turned to find the original driver.
The driver was talking on the phone in the car while eating a lunch box, and he said loudly:
"Ah? Did Dad eat well? Hahaha, it must be good. I just made a big portion of braised pork. Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious. I'll let you try it when Dad goes back this month."
"Hey, good boy, listen to your grandma."
"What, you want to see the braised pork? Hey, what's so good about it?"
"Of course I really ate the meat."
He noticed Wei Yuan coming over, and said a few more words, covering the phone. Wei Yuan saw the stir-fried potato shreds in the lunch box, nodded, and said in a slightly higher voice: "You eat so fast, there are only two pieces of meat left. Give them to me, and I'll treat you next time."
The driver looked at him in astonishment, then nodded with a hint of gratitude.
He chatted with the person on the other end of the phone for a few more words, and then hung up the phone.
...
"Thank you, brother. Come and have a cigarette."
The driver put away the phone and didn't know what to say, so he just kept passing cigarettes to Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan took the cigarettes, and the man took the cigarette box. He said embarrassedly: "I showed her the bill before, and she started to doubt it. Tell me, how old is she?"
Wei Yuan smiled: "She is very smart."
"That's true."
The man's face was much more relaxed and he smiled more.
Wei Yuan took the cigarette but didn't smoke it. He said:
"I came here to ask you for some information, brother."
"You often come here. Do you know those old people who know a lot about the past? I want to ask something and write something..."
"Old people?"
The driver was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face:
"Yes, that person is very famous in this area, everyone knows it."
"That's right, his personality is a bit weird."
......
I'm dreaming again...
It was a prosperous era. In the Jiangnan area, everyone in the world knew about the romanticism.
The tall building was filled with silk and satin sent by patrons.
They were all sent for her...
The first actress in Jiangnan Road.
She's pretty.
Her voice is nice, nice.
The old man squinted his eyes and lay under the tree, patting the armrests, humming a tuneless song in a low voice, thinking of the famous actress who gave him candy when he was a child. It was sweet, really sweet.
But every time at this time, he would suddenly think of that incident again, and when he thought of it, it would hurt his heart.
That night, he and the people in the yard knelt all night.
Ah, who among you has not received her kindness?
That night, no one dared to speak out.
In the end, she died alone.
No one spoke anymore.
People, when people die, it's like a light goes out, and kindness can also become cold.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the setting sunlight, and felt that the house was about to rot like himself. He didn't know how long he could hold on. Would it really rot one day? If it rotted, no one would know, but he was like this now, he couldn't go out, couldn't go out.
That person often said that in the middle of the night, he suddenly dreamed of his youth.
That matter, I'm afraid I'll have to take it to the coffin.
Dangdangdang.
There was a knock on the door.
The old man raised his head and didn't want to pay attention, but for some reason, after thinking about it, he stood up and tremblingly went to open the door. The door opened, and a man with a violin case on his back was outside. The man glanced at the house, his eyes paused at the old locust tree, and saw the ancient well under the locust tree. Finally, his eyes fell on the old man's face and saw a black mole at the corner of the old man's eye.
He suddenly recalled the child kneeling in his dream.
Wei Yuan felt a sigh of sadness as he looked at the passing of time, and then he restrained his emotions, carrying the violin case and sword case, and smiled slightly:
"Is it Mr. Jiang?"
"My name is Wei Yuan, and I want to ask you something."