Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 420
He was busy preparing to go home with Yuanyuan, Liangsheng almost forgot about the painting, he accompanied Yuanyuan to buy things in the nearby town every day, suddenly one day a young man from Meizhuang came to the door in a hurry Come.

"Painter, painter, something happened in Meizhuang."

"What's the matter? Don't rush and talk slowly." Liangsheng saw the man panting, and hurriedly asked Yuanyuan to bring a cup of tea, and the young man took a sip of the tea in the cup without politeness, and then continued Said: "A powerful female ghost has come to Zhuangzi, and she has killed several people. At first, no one noticed that she was attached to the people who were killed by her, but after a long time, those people stink and have spots on their corpses. It was only now that everyone realized that something was wrong, some people said that they saw a strange red-clothed woman haunting the Zhuangzi, and it was probably that harmful female ghost."

"I see, I'm going to prepare, you wait for me here."

Liangsheng nodded, turned around and walked to the study. No one asked him to exorcise evil spirits these days, so he didn't even bring the jade pen with him. Yuanyuan followed him and walked to the study. The jade pen was placed on the table , Liangsheng reached out to take it, and suddenly found that only the scenery remained on the painting, and the person in the painting had disappeared.

"Oops."

Liang Sheng patted himself on the head suddenly, he was negligent, and just put this painting here. Since the soul in this painting has its own consciousness, he should put it away.

"What's the matter?" Yuanyuan's gaze also fell on the painting, and when she saw that the person in the painting was gone, she immediately realized it, and couldn't help but cast a reproachful glance at Liang Sheng.

"Why don't you put it away, the matter of Meizhuang is probably related to this painting. Take this painting." Yuanyuan neatly rolled up the painting on the table, took out a spell and carefully pasted it on the scroll In fact, although the soul in the painting has left, this painting is her shelter. If the painting is sealed, the painting soul will lose its supplies and must return to the painting soon.

Hurrying to Meizhuang with the painting scroll, Meizhuang was full of sadness at this time, paper money was floating in the air, people in mourning clothes could be seen everywhere on the street, and crying kept ringing in my ears.

The people in Meizhuang were all related, and three or four died at once, and almost the whole Zhuangzi had changed into mourning clothes. The young man took the two of them to the ancestral hall, and the corpses were standing there. If you dare to dispose of it at will, you have to wait for the painter to come and paint the soul before you dare to bury it in peace.

As soon as he walked into the ancestral hall, there was a smell of corpses. At this moment, several people in the ancestral hall were kneeling in front of the coffin, weeping uncontrollably.

"They are the husbands of the dead sisters-in-law, and they all have very good relationships on weekdays."

Seeing Liangsheng's gaze on the crying sad people, the young man immediately explained in a low voice, Liangsheng nodded knowingly, took three sticks of fragrance and bowed to him, saying, "I've offended you."

After finishing speaking, Liang Sheng inserted the incense into the incense burner, walked to the coffin, and carefully examined the corpses. According to the stiffness of the corpses and the color of the spots, these people had been dead for about seven or eight days. Liang Sheng picked up the jade pen and tapped the eyebrows of the three of them who died of sucking up their anger, to dissipate the evil spirit accumulated around the corpse, so as not to form the evil spirit after being buried in the ground and make them unable to sleep peacefully.

"When it was buried in the ground, these spells were buried together."

Liang Sheng took out a few spells and handed them to the family members of the deceased, and after explaining some things to be careful of, he left the ancestral hall with Yuan Yuan. He sent everyone back home, and he and Yuan Yuan quickly set up a formation in Meizhuang. Then, when it was dark, he opened the scroll, and the painting was suspended in mid-air. Liangsheng held up a pen and wrote the word "return" on the painting.

(End of this chapter)