On the other hand, although Qiao Ziru was a little out of control at the beginning, after being grabbed by the old Taoist, she slowly regained her rationality.

Grandma's corpse has been destroyed, but her eyes are still there. The old Taoist just muttered something and seemed to mention "spiritual boy".

Although she didn't know what the "spirit boy" here had to do with the "spirit boy" she knew when she passed the novice level, her anxiety became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Qin Manjiang took a step forward and grabbed the old Taoist priest. He asked him to dig the tomb. If he really got some ancient books, he knew that from ancient times to the present, those who had separated from the [Monster Talk Game] had sorted it out.

If you have a way to deal with it, you can't let him go.

"Then what do you think should I do now?"

The old Taoist looked around and looked around. The employer had already run away, but the other party gave the money in advance and ran away. The local people didn't want it anymore. Who should I ask for an explanation?

I have to do this aftermath work by myself.

But... can the aftermath be cured so easily?

The old Taoist felt a little unsure.

But after he looked at Qin Manjiang, Mei Sijun, and Qiao Ziru, he seemed to suddenly find something and widened his eyes:

"You three have all spiritual children?"

This reckless and sudden sentence made the three of them not react for a while, and the old Taoist seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly said to the strong men standing by the grave: "You go over, don't you have it yet

The villagers who left were asked to go home and said that the tomb was unknown."

"Okay! Taoist priest!"

Perhaps strong people do have more yang energy, but none of these strong men who dig graves are afraid.

After they left, the old Taoist quickly looked at Qin Manjiang and the other two and continued to ask: "You three are all natural children. Could it be that... the legend of the child world is also true?"

The old Taoist accidentally revealed another shocked words.

But Qiao Ziru's mind is not here at all now. She grabbed the old Taoist with her backhand and asked, "Master, what should my grandma do?"

She still had tears on her face and spoke tremblingly: "You act according to the regulations, I don't blame you, but now the land buyer has run away, and you must restore my grandma's grave!"

"Oh..." The old Taoist looked helpless, "If possible, I want to restore everything, but the dead boy saw the sky light and sucked the resentment. The soul of your grandmother was also called back by me with the soul-suming banner. All causes and conditions were caused by me.

Change, the Banner Flying is lost, I am afraid... it has been a bad thing."

Qiao Ziru looked confused, she seemed to be unable to believe it: "What did you say?"

"I can only try my best." The old Taoist said no more.

He asked Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun to look down on Qiao Ziru and prevented her from getting close to the coffin. Then he walked forward by himself and looked at the remains of the deceased and the pair of eyes that had not been rotten for many years.

"Get my red silk!"

The old Taoist shouted.

After a while, among the big men just now, one of them came over with a red silk cloth.

The old Taoist took the red silk with one hand, pointed it into a sword with the other hand, lit a few drops of tea, sprinkled it on his face, and poured the tea to the ground, taking only the tea leaves to sprinkle it on the corpse.

"Old lady, I have offended many people."

The old Taoist spread the red silk, and the cold wind blew, and the red silk spread out in the air, and it strangely pounced on the bones of the corpse.

Then, the old Taoist transformed a red line from somewhere. The red line flew between his fingers, and the bones scattered on the ground were re-packed with red lines and wrapped in the red silk.

Time passed little by little, and the old Taoist used red thread to pick up bones and red silk to hold corpses. The grave was silent on the hillside, with only the cold mountain wind.

This is the first time Qin Manjiang has seen such a strange scene, but is this behavior really effective for ghosts?

Although most ghosts have some similar characteristics, such as not appearing in crowded places, he has never heard of ghosts afraid of red.

On the contrary, ghosts should like red, right?

While he was full of strange thoughts, he grabbed Qiao Ziru's wrist and she was trembling all over, but... Qin Manjiang could not empathize with her.

In the last strange conversation, he had lost his pity forever. At this moment, he felt that only the guilt that involved her in the strange conversation.

At this time, the old Taoist figure who had been bent down to pick up bones suddenly moved. He straightened his body, raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and breathed out: "Okay, girl, come here."

Hearing the old Taoist words, Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun let go.

Qiao Ziru walked forward, and the old Taoist said to her: "This tomb soil has been destroyed and can no longer be used as a cemetery. Besides, your father is not a son and actually uses poplar wood as a coffin. It is really not. According to the original plan

The plan is that after the coffin is started today, the corpse should have been cremated, but the situation has changed. It is probably a disaster to burn the corpse rashly."

"I will use red silk to collect bones. You can take eight inches of soil under the coffin and put it in with your own hands. Tonight... the dead souls that have been lost with the soul-summoning banner may be able to return. If they can return, they can be buried again tomorrow."

Qiao Ziru nodded heavily. Not only did she not let this strange story that had not yet been fully formed, but also to let her grandmother be buried in peace.

But after a handful of bloody soil was dug out, Qiao Ziru suddenly asked, "What if... grandma's soul has not come back tonight?"

Woo...

Woo woo...

As soon as Qiao Ziru finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up the hillside, and it was like a ghost crying. Qin Manjiang was so scared that he hurriedly hid behind Mei Sijun.

The old Taoist sighed when he heard this: "If you haven't come back, then this evil soul who came back from Jiuyou Huangquan will be..."

He didn't say anything, but the three of them already knew what was wrong with the words.

Qiao Ziru's face turned pale, and she suddenly thought of what the words "I can't hold on" mean when she was in a dream.

The poplar coffin is not resistant to corrosion and cannot resist the evil spirit. Over the years, if grandma had a soul, she would be afraid that her soul would resist the erosion of malicious intentions all the time.

And today when the coffin is opened, it is the ultimate in my grandma's ability to stay awake...

Thinking of this, Qiao Ziru looked down at the bones in the red silk and the pair of eyes that had not yet rotted.

She knew that even if someone came back tonight, that person... might not be grandma anymore.

But she didn't say this to anyone.

The wind was gusts and the trees were rustling around. The big men guarding the outside were all standing up with hair. They felt as if there were some terrible things hidden around them, staring in the direction of the cemetery in secret.

After seeing that the blood and soil had been filled, the old Taoist lifted the red silk and completely filled it up. He said to Qiao Ziru:

"Go down the mountain, go to the village, go to where you used to live."

Qiao Ziru nodded, without responding, but followed the old Taoist step by step down the mountain.

Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun were also following behind. Qin Manjiang's heart was burning violently. [Children's World] should be calculating the progress of this [Strange Talk].
Chapter completed!