Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 77 Returning home after death
Seeing that he was awake, Jiang Fuyuan picked up a wooden stick and poked his round belly: "Are you a ticklish ghost?"

The green-faced big-headed ghost wanted to move back to avoid being poked by the wooden sticks, but the person who tied him was so good at it that he couldn't even squirm. He could only lie flat like a dead fish and let the sticks poke him.

Chi Xinsu said doubtfully: "According to the book, the ticklish ghost is just a kind of imp with weak ghost power, and it is easy to drive away..."

The green-faced big-headed ghost twisted his face and struggled to utter a sentence: "I am the ghost!"

What he hated the most was when humans called him nicknames, like "Tickle Ghost", it sounded weak.

Jiang Fuyuan stared at him for a while, narrowed her eyes and said, "You are not an ordinary ghost."

"The ghost will not cause people to enter hallucinations, nor will they devour people's souls. Why do you want to fabricate the identity of True Lord White Lotus and defraud human sacrifices."

The green-faced big-headed ghost gritted his teeth: "True Lord White Lotus is not fabricating this! True Lord's power is boundless! If she knows that you dare to do this to me, she will definitely not let you go!"

Jiang Fuyuan rolled her eyes at him: "So you are not True Lord White Lotus. I'm telling you how dare you call yourself White Lotus with your ugly appearance."

Green-faced big-headed ghost:...

"What is your relationship with True Lord Bailian?" Jiang Fuyuan continued to poke him in the stomach with a wooden stick, "He also taught you the method of eating people's souls?"

The green-faced big-headed ghost felt uncomfortable being poked and yelled: "Don't touch my belly!"

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and stabbed the wooden stick directly into his navel.

The green-faced big-headed ghost screamed, and his face twitched as he answered the question honestly: "Yes, it was Zhenjun who taught me. She said that as long as I practice according to this method, I can become an immortal. After I become an immortal, she will accept me as her I am the protector of the left..."

"Then where is True Lord Bailian?"

The green-faced big-headed ghost shook his head: "How could I know about the True Monarch's magical trail?"

Jiang Fuyuan clicked her tongue: "You don't even know where he is. Even if you become an immortal, where will you be the guardian of the left?"

The green-faced big-headed ghost: "...True Lord, True Lord has his own arrangements..."

"Oh, are you planning on how to do evil so that you are caught and beaten until you lose your wits?" Jiang Fuyuan threw away the wooden stick, stood up and clapped his hands, "It is better to believe in True Lord Bailian than to believe in Immortal Fuyuan, at least he will not let you You become immortal by eating human souls."

After her interrogation was completed, the two Taoist attendants also came out from the stone house after counting the bodies.

The two of them each held several cloth bags in their hands and looked solemn.

One of the Taoist attendants said: "The bodies of the human sacrifices are completely rotten. We can only wrap a few bones in their clothes and take them back."

Usually the corpse completely decomposes about a month after death. At that time, the May [-]th period has passed, and the soul either enters the underworld or dissipates and wanders, no longer attached to the physical body.

The physical body exists because of the soul, and the souls of human sacrifices are devoured by ghosts. Their physical bodies will naturally decay quickly because there is no soul.

Chi Xinsu nodded: "I will return home after I die. As for this evil ghost, please take it back with me and hand it over to the villagers for disposal."

The rest of the group had no objection to his decision, and the group returned along the same path.

In the quiet mountain forest again, other ghosts who had been oppressed by the ghosts in the past and did not dare to show their faces gathered around, muttering and discussing everything that had just happened.

"Zhenjun Bailian is actually a liar. Did you hear that? She said she was lying by eating people's souls and becoming immortals!"

"I guess the ghost is really done with it this time, and those villagers will definitely burn him to death."

"Fortunately, I didn't listen to his temptation and go eat people together."

"Hey, have you noticed that they say that Immortal Fuyuan is the one who can really help ghosts cultivate into immortals?"

"When you said that, I seemed to have heard it."

"Why don't we worship Immortal Fu Yuan from today on?"

……

With the blessing of Chi Xinsu's super memory, the journey back went smoothly this time. After a while, he walked out of the mountain forest that looked dark at night. The dots of firelight in the distance were Xiyue Village.

Chi Xinsu took the lead, and the ghost was walking in front while being stared at by the Taoist attendant. The unconscious Lu Qi was carried by Xiao Pang and walked in the middle of the team. Zhong Lianfeng and Jiang Fuyuan fell at the end of the team.

There was no moon in the sky and the light was dim. Zhong Lianfeng carefully paid attention to the road conditions in front of Jiang Fuyuan. Any gravel or dead branches would be kicked away for her in advance.

Therefore, the distance between the two of them was extremely close, so close that Jiang Fuyuan could smell the faint smell of blood on his body.

It was a wound left when resisting the illusion created by the ghost.Jiang Fuyuan blinked, tilted his head and asked softly: "What is in the hallucination?"

Zhong Lianfeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "Desire and obsession."

"Oh... Then your desires and obsessions are quite fond of life."

"...Did I say anything in my hallucination?"

"In addition to eating, I also sleep." Jiang Fuyuan emphasized the word "sleep", "It seems that you are a little homesick. You have already called me your wife. How about I ask Wushuang to introduce you to some girls before returning to Jingzhou? "

"...I have a sweetheart." Zhong Liefeng looked at her meaningfully.

Jiang Fuyuan looked back into his dark pupils, nodded slowly after a while, and asked, "Do you want to take care of your hands?"

There was a lot of blood at that time, and just looking at it made her feel phantom pain.

Zhong Lianfeng shook his head: "No, it's already scabbed."

"So fast?" Jiang Fuyuan sighed, "Awesome, he is indeed a tough guy."

Zhong Lianfeng:......

We chatted one after another, Xiyue Village was right in front of us.

In the afternoon, Zhou Ping told the villagers how to burn and smoke fresh tung branches. After the Xiyue villagers tried it, the itching sensation on their bodies subsided a lot, so the entire Xiyue village is now eagerly looking forward to Jiang Fuyuan and others. Return.

There were many figures at the entrance of the village, and torches were clashing with each other. A sharp-eyed villager saw the dark shadows on the path and whispered: "Look, are they back?"

"Seems to be!"

"It's them!"

Excited villagers held torches and came forward to greet them: "Chief Immortal, can you come back..."

A swollen green ghost face then appeared behind Chi Xinsu.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"

The unfinished welcome words turned into screams, and several timid villagers immediately turned around and ran away.

Among the group of retreating people, there was only one thin body moving forward in reverse direction, that was Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping held up the torch and looked behind them anxiously: "Where is A Niu? Has he followed you back?"

Silence, no one answered her.

Zhou Ping trotted past Jiang Fuyuan and the others, using the limited light of the torch to test the darkness. She looked around anxiously on the village road: "Aniu! Aniu! Where are you!"

Still no response.

She seemed to understand something, and her face instantly turned gray. She turned to look at Jiang Fuyuan and asked, "Is it true? Is it because A Niu is still unwilling to come back... He still wants to serve True Lord Bailian..."

There was a cry in his voice, which was both pleading and desperate.

Jiang Fuyuan lowered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at this broken woman, and just shook her head gently.

The Taoist priest raised some of the baggage in his hand and said, "We have brought back everything we can carry."

"This...is my Zhang Sheng's clothes!"

"And for my family's family celebration!"

……

Several baggage were taken away by their respective families. The moment they opened the baggage, sobs could be heard one after another.

The last brown linen jacket bag finally fell into Zhou Ping's trembling hands.

"A Niu——"

The woman's long cry cut through the silent night, leaving a huge wound.

(End of this chapter)