Chapter 353: Ghostbusters (8)

A Jin made a good decision unilaterally and took the young priest down the

mountain. Before the young priest left, he did not forget to leave a letter to

his master. He was not sure if the master would come back. Reassure him.

On the way, the little Taoist looked at the scenery along the road and asked,

"San Niang, where are we going?"

"Aren't you going to untie my heart, go to my house."

The little Taoist hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to speak. The

father killed his own daughter. How should I ask, this is not to expose

people's scars.

Ajin did not give him a chance to hesitate, she explained:

"The Japanese broke into my village and threatened my father's surrender with

the life of the whole village. If he didn't, he killed the whole village. My

father had no choice but to surrender in order to keep the whole village.

Unfortunately, the Japanese were not satisfied. They made my dad kill me

loyal."

The next thing Ajin didn't say again, San Niang's restless resentment

prevented her words. Apparently San Niang's resentment didn't recognize Ajin's

words. She insisted that her father would kill her just to please the

Japanese.

After all, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl who died with huge resentment

and returned with resentment. She didn't know much about her life. How much

reason left to become a ghost.

The little Taoist looked back at her blinking eyes, embarrassed, but just said

so much resentment, if she saw her father, she would not go crazy immediately.

He felt that he was really blind and talkative. This is all right. It is

estimated that the village is going to be over.

The little Taoist said with his shoulders weak and said: "Master once told me

that ghost words are deceptive. I accidentally believed in you for a while. If

something happened to my village, the merits of my life would be gone. "

"Yeah, how good it is to be a ghost. Although it is ugly, it can live forever

and never grow old, not hungry or sleepy, without worldly restraint, it can be

arbitrary."

Ajin listened to his non-stop chattering and asked:

"Are you priests and monks so verbose? How can you say that at a young age."

The young priest looked at Ajin grievously: "I have fallen into your hands,

and I have been deceived by you to harm the world, I have nothing, do you not

let me say a few words?"

"I said to solve the happy knot is to solve the happy knot, I will not kill

people indiscriminately."

Although the little Taoist didn't believe it, he didn't look like A Jin's

expression, but he wasn't sure. After all, this devil had nothing but a cold

face to eat.

Ajin put the little Taoist in the woods outside the village:

"I don't show up anymore, just walk in and solve my knot with your wisdom and

experience."

The little Taoist sorted out the Taoism rumpled by Ajin. Although he was not

proficient in these things, he could only put his scalp on his head in order

to overwhelm the evil spirit in front of him.

The little Taoist walked toward Hua Sanniang's village with his luggage. He

walked into the village and saw a depression. Everyone was hanging with white

damask.

"are you OK?"

The little Taoist asked softly Ajin floating beside him.

"Well, it's fine."

The little Taoist saw that she did not show signs of going crazy, and then he

relaxed slightly. He walked to a larger family and knocked on the door.

"Is anyone here?"

The footsteps soon heard from the courtyard. The head of the household opened

the door and saw a little boy dressed in a priestly suit.

"What's the matter with you?"

"This old husband, the little priest went down the mountain and experienced

some thirst when passing by on the way. Can I ask for a bowl of water to

drink?"

The head of the household gave up and asked him to come in.

"Come in now, how come you are alone at a young age, this world is so chaotic,

what to do if something goes wrong."

The young priest said Xie and entered the courtyard. A Jin said aside:

"He is my third uncle, I don't know the specific name, the relationship with

my family is not bad, his son was killed by the Japanese."

asked the little Taoist in doubt: "Sir, your relatives?"

"No, that's what the village's seniority calls it."

Uncle Hua took a bowl of water to him, and the little Taoist took a sip and

drank quickly. He was really thirsty.

After drinking, the little Taoist said to Uncle Hua:

"Mr. Zhang, I think every household in your village is mourning, but what

happened? Is there a place where the priest can help?"

Uncle Hua sat in his chair and looked gray, but he just kept his head silent.

The middle-aged bereavement, the white-haired man gave the black-haired man,

what can he do as a little Taoist?

The Taoist also obviously felt his mistrust: "This old husband, you must not

misunderstand, the help I said is not to help you, but to the people who

passed away."

Uncle Hua listened to him, his eyes gradually brightened. He stood up and said

to the little Taoist:

"Yes, yes. Director, please do something for the people in our village. We

can't help them when they are alive, we can only make them feel better in the

underworld. You wait, I will go Find some other family members!"

said that he was about to rush out, and the young Taoist quickly pulled him

quickly.

"Old and slow, before you let me know what happened, I understand the cause

and effect to practice."

Uncle Hua heard this, and he took a long breath.

"What could it be because it is not Japanese! Pity my children, pity these

innocent people!"

Uncle Hua invited the Taoist priest into the house and poured him a cup of

tea~www.mtlnovel.com~ began to describe in detail what happened the other day.

The general idea is similar to that described by Hua Sanniang, only a bit more

detailed, which also proves that she did not deceive herself.

Little Taoist felt a little loose in his heart. When the village chief killed

his daughter by himself, the little Taoist looked up at Ajin floating in the

air, and saw that she was still indifferent and did not have too much emotion.

The young priest carefully asked Uncle Hua: "Lao Zhang, did the village chief

really kill his daughter? Did he fight?"

Uncle Hua San also had a sad face: "How is this possible, the village chief

usually loves San Niang most, when he was holding a knife in his hand, then

the Japanese kicked on his back while he was not paying attention. Poke San

Niang a pair of wear, after San Niang died, her mother also followed."

Speaking of San Niang’s mother, A Jin flashed her suicide in front of her

eyes, and the anger in her heart was tumbling again.

Compared to mentioning her father's grievances, this rage was more sad and

sad.

Uncle Hua touched his arm and looked around: "How do you feel a little cold?"

The young priest quickly gave A Jin a secret glance, A Jin suppressed the

resentment in his heart and calmed his yin.

"Mr. Zhang, I already know about the matter. Let's do it as soon as possible.

Don't let them stay in the world for a long time, or just send them to

reincarnate in time."

Uncle Hua wiped tears from the corners of his eyes: "Hey, I'll do it now, you

will wait a moment here."

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