Shuan Zi and Zhu Zhu bowed to Zhao Fan three times and nine times before returning to the village, as if they were being pardoned from death.

"Brother Zhao, why don't you ask them for merit coins?" Shenxiu asked.

"This is an exchange, not a meritorious deed." Zhao Fan shook his head and smiled. He had something to ask for. While helping the troubled brothers solve their problems, he also learned from them the truth about the village chief's family holding a funeral for his daughter who died unexpectedly. This was equivalent to

A transaction, even if you ask for coins, does not carry any merit at all. Except that it can be used to take the bus, it takes up space to carry it.

"Okay, I don't quite understand the rules here." Shenxiu rubbed his belly and said, "Let's go look for food first."

Zhao Fan nodded. He had obtained a unique judge's life and death order in this trip, which was a great blessing. However, he was prepared to settle the matter of the village chief Li He. Otherwise, Mr. Na Ge and Huang Taixian behind the scenes would have something to do with each other.

If the plot is not corrected, all the villagers in Xiaohongqiao will suffer.

So I will go back to the village in the evening.

One is to do justice for heaven, and the other is a merit coin.

After all, one can smelt a sword embryo only after collecting one hundred pieces, and the journey is long and long.

The village was small and there were no restaurants. Besides, the village chief wouldn't let them enter the village, so Zhao Fan and Shenxiu walked to Shatou Town. They happened to be in town to attend the market and sample special snacks at the street stalls.

Zhao Fan had no appetite, and he was thinking about the female corpse and Xiao Huangpizi sharing the coffin. He let Shenxiu eat here by himself, and then went to the market alone.

Tonight, we may have to face off against Wong Tai Sin. Although with the strength of the mid-stage pill formation, he can completely crush most of the monsters wandering among the people. However, since he is traveling in the world, unless he has no choice but to do it, the best choice is to use magic to help him.

Drive away disasters and avoid evil spirits.

In the past, when his great-uncle took him traveling around, he rarely used all his strength to crush evil objects.

Some people may think that this is putting the cart before the horse, taking off their pants and farting is unnecessary, but this is not the case, because firstly, it can increase the probability of generating merit coins. If it directly reveals the power of God, which is close to the heaven-defying power, and shocks or scares other people, the merit will be greater.

discount.

Second, and most importantly, you can strive for luck for your own inheritance.

There are many Taoist lineages in the world, including Buddhism. The total amount of luck is unchanged, so everyone has to use their own strengths to compete. Whichever line has more luck will have more good luck and blessings, and the inheritance will be affected by God.

Asylum is difficult to cut off at any time.

Therefore, many Taoist priests and monks with real abilities will travel around the world to calm down the strange forces and chaos.

…

Zhao Fan was taking a walk in the busy market. He wanted to buy authentic white wax without any other additives, because it was a thing that Wong Tai Sin couldn't get on, and the wax could be used to trap it.

After walking quickly from the beginning to the end, I finally came across a stall selling candles.

"Buying wax?" the vendor said with a smile, "Made in our own workshop, the core alone takes twenty steps to make. It takes a long time to burn, and the light is bright enough."

"Is there any white wax?" Zhao Fan asked. The ones on top are all red wax. Regardless of the different colors, the difference is huge. If red wax is used to deal with Huang Pizi, not only will it not be able to suppress it, but it will also encourage his demonic power and add fuel to the fire.

No difference.

"Pewter, yes."

The vendor picked up the carton at the back, opened the lid, and saw the neatly stacked white wax, thick ones on the left and thin ones on the right.

Zhao Fan casually picked up one and pinched a handful of wax shavings with his fingernails. He held it to his nose and smelled it twice before saying, "Take the ten thickest ones."

"Okay, thirty in total." The vendor smiled and said, "Do you want carvings outside? Just charge ten yuan for the craftsmanship fee."

"No need." Zhao Fan took out his wallet and took out a fifty-fifty piece.

A little disappointed, the vendor wrapped the candle in oil paper and handed it out with the change.

However, Zhao Fan checked all ten pieces of thick white wax, and after confirming that they were authentic white wax, he carried the box and disappeared into the crowd.

The vendor said inexplicably: "What is this? Buying a candle is like a beauty pageant. You have to look at them one by one."

Zhao Fan didn't know that he was being whispered about behind his back. He continued to browse the market. When he saw mahogany pendants for sale, he stopped and looked at them. They were all made of new wood, and none of them were mahogany. , unable to ward off the evil, he shook his head and left.

When he returned to the snack street, Shenxiu had already eaten at the second to last restaurant. When he saw the bag Zhao Fan was carrying, he asked, "What delicious food did you buy for me?"

"This is dedicated to Wong Tai Sin." Zhao Fan joked: "You are not so lucky."

Shenxiu said resentfully: "Then I will be jealous of Wong Tai Sin."

"The streets are full of your sour smell." Zhao Fan laughed and pulled up a stool to sit down and said: "I came up with an idea. After the matter in Xiaohongqiao Village is resolved, we will set up a stall in Yangzhou for a week. , fortune telling and fortune telling, so that you can easily meet people with targeted needs, and then change cities after a week."

"What a good idea." Shenxiu agreed: "This is much more efficient than searching for a needle in a haystack."

After a while, they came to a hotel and got a room.

Zhao Fan spread the oil paper wrapped around it on the ground. He held a knife in one hand and a candle in the other hand, peeling wax shavings from the paper. Soon, all six thick candles turned into fine wax shavings. , wrapped in oil paper and collected into the Jialan Sumeru Jade along with four other intact pieces of crude wax.

Then, he twisted the six bare cores into a thick rope, wrapped them individually in yellow paper and put them in his pocket.

Shenxiu asked in confusion: "Brother Zhao, can these really deal with Huang Pizi?"

"able."

Zhao Fan washed his hands, lay on the bed and yawned, saying: "We will act at night."

…

Xiaohongqiao Village, shrouded in darkness, was very quiet. All the dogs in the village seemed to be wilted collectively, and none of them barked.

In the courtyard of the village chief's house, Zhuanzi and Zhuzhu came back carrying the big red coffin and placed it in the middle of the red tomb.

"Mr. Ge, are you not sincere about tormenting us?"

"That is, every three hours, I carry the coffin three times around the village. I am almost exhausted at the end of the day."

The two complained while rubbing their sore shoulders. At this time, footsteps sounded outside, and they immediately shut their mouths.

Then Mr. Ge entered the funeral shed and asked: "At 11:55, we will carry the coffin around the village again. This will be the last time, and there will be no need to carry it again tomorrow."

When Shuanzi and Zhuzi heard that it was the last time, they nodded vigorously.

The next moment, the village chief came to the funeral shed with a big cloth bundle. Without saying a word, he squatted in front of the coffin, unwrapped the bundle, and revealed a stack of red paper and the words "happy" inside.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Shuanzi froze on the spot.

"Don't talk too much." Mr. Ge said expressionlessly but without anger: "You two should stay away for now, and then you can carry the coffin when the time comes."

Shuanzi and Zhuzi were shocked and went outside honestly.

The village chief asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ge, do you think the red piece meets the requirements?"

Mr. Ge picked it up, rubbed it twice, nodded and said, "Okay, burn it as I taught you before."

The village chief nodded, and placed a piece of red paper with the words "happy" on it in a circle around the coffin. He picked up a lighter and lit the corner of the first piece of red paper. The fire began to burn, and the light began to circle around the coffin.

The coffin swallowed red paper and the words "happy".

At this time, the village chief suddenly seemed to hear something. He suspected it was an hallucination, so he rubbed his ears, then jumped behind Mr. Ge, pointed at the red coffin, and he was so frightened that he said: "Ge...

...Mr. Ge, something seems to be beating on the coffin there, tapping, tapping, tapping."

"This is to drive away evil spirits. This is a dying struggle of evil spirits. It is a normal phenomenon. There is no need to panic." Mr. Ge looked at the red coffin calmly and explained with a smile: "Get rid of the evil spirits and wait until the corpse has been lain for three days."

After the coffin containing the female body and Wong Tai Sin's body is buried, your daughter will come back."

"Mr. Ge, you are truly a god. If my daughter returns home safe and sound, I will compile your story into a book and distribute it to the entire Guangling City for free."

The village chief's heart suddenly dropped as he raised his voice. However, just as he finished speaking, a faint voice came from outside: "What a man who secretly crossed Chencang. Mr. Yin and Yang is considered a member of the Taoist sect, but he deceived the deceased under the guise of such illusions.
Chapter completed!