Crazy Liu rushed forward, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to Zhang Sui and others like pounding garlic. His forehead was soon bloody and bloody, which showed the great exertion.

Lao Lu hurried forward, grabbed him, and scolded him: "You man, don't you know that there is gold under your knees?"

Crazy Liu's face was mixed with blood and tears, and he looked in a mess.

He held up the long brocade in his hands and said in a hissing voice: "I've asked for help from all directions, but to no avail. If all the experts can't solve it, then I will have no choice but to sacrifice my life!"

Zhang Sui looked at the brocade in his hand and frowned slightly. He could feel some blood evil aura from the brocade. Although it was not strong, the uncomfortable aura was real.

Lao Lu took the Changjin and handed it to Zhang Sui who was standing aside.

With Zhang Sui's long brocade in hand, the feeling is even more obvious.

After Zhang Sui unfolded the long brocade, he saw the back of a woman depicted on it. The woman was holding a pen in one hand and seemed to be writing something. There were scattered papers at her feet, and some small characters as thin as fly legs could be faintly seen on it.

Zhang Sui looked at Madman Liu and said, "Where did you get this Fang Changjin?"

Madman Liu said in a low voice: "This Fang Changjin was originally preserved by my family. My father used to run Five Color Changjin in Fuzhou.

Ten years ago, I offended a big shot, and they arranged to pay him a large sum of gold and silver. My father was so angry that he suffered a heart attack and passed away.

My mother took me, who was only ten years old, back to my ancestral land. Apart from a small amount of gold and silver, I only had this piece of brocade left with me, as a souvenir.

I have been obsessed with painting since I was a child. Last year when I went to the city to buy some paper and pens, I saw a woman writing with a pen. I was shocked for a moment. After I came back, I thought about it day and night. Finally, I took out this scene and painted the woman’s back in the long scene.

On top of the brocade.”

Zhang Sui asked: "This woman is the Rou Niang you mentioned?"

Madman Liu shook his head and said: "No, I didn't know that woman when I saw her in the city. Rou Niang came to the village after I painted this Fang Changjin.

She herself said that she was in trouble at home and fled here, but it was my mother who took her in. Over time, she and I have developed a good impression of each other, and my mother is extremely satisfied with him. She originally planned to marry her at the end of last year."

Lao Lu couldn't help but ask: "What does that have to do with the people in the village?"

Madman Liu gritted his teeth and said: "Guo Dong, the son of the elder in the village, sees Rou Niang's beauty and comes to harass her every day. Although my family is in decline, I certainly can't let him come and bully me like this.

As a result, he took advantage of me to go to the city to do business, and together with a group of green men from the village, they kidnapped Rou Niang into the mountains. When I came back, my mother was pushed by them and knocked on the stone steps. She was bleeding and there were people around her.

People who meet me and say something to me will probably leave."

Speaking of this, he looked ferocious.

The old man in Jinyi on the side heard the words and said loudly: "You are talking nonsense! How could my son Guo Dong do such an unconscionable thing? I think you are completely crazy!"

How could you have any mother when you returned to the village? You were obviously sent here by your uncle and raised by the village clan.

As for that Rou Niang, she is the granddaughter of old Master Qian in the village. How could someone in her family escape to this place?"

As soon as the old man in golden clothes said this, many old men around him nodded.

Zhang Sui and others were a little surprised when they heard this, and then looked at Crazy Liu.

Crazy Liu shouted hoarsely: "You are lying! I have been back in the village for ten years and my mother has always taken care of me. How can I have an uncle? Old Master Qian died of illness five years ago. He is alone. How can I have a granddaughter?"

?”

Both parties hold different opinions, but what they say is reasonable.

Lao Lu and others looked at each other, and some of them couldn't tell who was lying.

Zhang Sui looked calm and watched the two parties continue to argue.

He casually unfolded the entire brocade, stared at the back of the woman on it for a few times, and then looked at the red-faced old man in brocade and Madman Liu.

Suddenly he said: "When did those bloody shadows appear last night?"

There was silence in the field, and the old man in brocade clothes quickly said: "Since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, the blood shadow appeared for the first time, and the livestock in the village died overnight. Since then, it has appeared every half month, and the number has increased."

Zhang Sui asked again: "What's going on with the young people in the village?"

The old man in brocade clothes smiled bitterly and said: "Rou Niang, the granddaughter of Mr. Qian, is indeed very beautiful. All the young and strong men in the village are bewitched by her and they completely obey her words.

She wandered among the people and provoked many people. For her, there were countless fights among the young people in the village. Finally, the elders of the clan decided to drive her out of the village.

But we didn't kill them all. After all, Old Master Qian had worked hard in the village for so many years. We still gave her enough money and bought her a small courtyard in the city so that she could have a place to stay.

But later on, for some unknown reason, there were always young people in the village who saw Rou Niang near the mountains and forests, and eventually followed her into the mountains without knowing where they were."

Crazy Liu kept shaking his head as he listened to the words of the old man in brocade clothes. Finally he couldn't help but said: "What you said is completely nonsense. Those blood shadows are clearly the souls of Rou Niang who came back to pay for the lives of those beasts that harmed him!

The time when the blood shadow appeared was clearly shortly after your son Guo Dong kidnapped Rou Niang and went deep into the mountains.

My mother was murdered by your son. After I reported it to the official, the person responsible for the prison sentence was clearly one of your clan brothers. They just came over and took a quick look and said that my mother accidentally fell and died of bleeding.

"

The old man in Jinyi smiled bitterly and said: "How can I have any brothers in charge of prison? You said that your mother was killed by my son, so there must be your mother's grave, right? Then why don't you take us to look for it to see if you are really there?

Mother’s Tomb.”

Lao Lu and others were confused by these two people and didn't know who to trust. Hearing the suggestion of the old man in golden clothes, Lao Lu nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, why don't we go to your mother's grave to have a look? This can also be seen

Who are you talking nonsense?" After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Sui.

Zhang Sui nodded when he saw Lao Lu looking over.

All the veterans were extremely curious now and thought this matter was really weird.

Everyone holds their own opinions, but what they say makes perfect sense. This kind of thing is really strange.

Zhang Sui held the long brocade in his hand. He actually had some conjectures in his mind, but some things needed further evidence.

A large group of people followed Crazy Liu towards the burial place of the Houshan people. Behind the old man in brocade clothes were also followed by several old men over sixty years old.

It didn't take long to arrive at the burial place of the clan. Looking around, there were no less than a hundred tombstones, and there were many small graves without tombstones.

Madman Liu hurried along and led everyone straight to the northwest corner of the tomb. There were no tombstones there, and they were some distance away from the surrounding tombs.

Madman Liu pointed to a place and said: "This tomb is where my mother is buried. Since it is less than a year old, no monument has been erected yet."

The old man in golden clothes and several old men in the village looked at each other and said, "Where did the tomb come from? It seems that you have really lost your mind and gone crazy!"

Lao Lu and others who followed were also confused. Looking at the place that Madman Liu pointed to, it was clearly an open space overgrown with weeds.

Zhang Sui's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he stared at where Madman Liu was pointing, without making a sound.

Madman Liu asked anxiously: "Can't you see such an obvious grave?"

At this time, Lao Lu and others all felt that the man in front of them was indeed a lunatic. This place was clearly an open space. How could there be any graves?

You De stepped forward and grabbed Madman Liu by the collar and said, "You kid, are you just taking advantage of us for fun? Or is there really something wrong with your mind?"

Madman Liu struggled vigorously and said with a tearful voice: "Are you and Old Man Guo in the same group? You are all telling lies here with your eyes open, and you have to let me dig up my mother's bones before you believe what I say?"

"

Zhang Sui said: "Brother You, let him go. Everything he said is the truth, and what Mr. Guo said is not false."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhang Sui with puzzled expressions.

Zhang Sui raised the brocade in his hand and said, "All the answers lie in this thing."

After saying that, golden light flashed in his hand, and he shouted softly: "Suppress the demon!"

Countless golden sword lights gathered into small chains, tightly binding the long brocade.

A sigh came out of the long brocade. A light and shadow jumped out from it. Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was the woman in the painting.

But at this moment, she was facing everyone, wearing a plain white dress, and her whole body was wrapped by golden chains.

I saw that she had a clear face, a pair of beautiful eyes, with an air of sadness, and she was holding a bitter bamboo penholder, with little stars falling from the tip of the pen.

Madman Liu saw the woman and shouted in surprise: "Young lady!"

The old men in Jinyi frowned slightly when they saw the woman, looked at each other, and shook their heads slightly.

Seeing their expressions, Lao Lu asked, "Is this woman the granddaughter of Mr. Qian you mentioned?"

An old man said hesitantly: "They look very similar, but their expressions are very different."

Madman Liu said loudly: "This is clearly Rou Niang, the one who was harmed by Old Man Guo's son. She has come back now and wants to take away the lives of those beasts among you!" He looked crazy as he spoke.

Zhang Sui looked at the woman in front of him and said, "There's something wrong with what fellow Taoist did!"

The woman did not speak, but picked up a pen and wrote a line of words in the void: "People in the world have greed, anger, hatred, and hateful thoughts. Don't blame the fairy pen for controlling people's hearts!"

Zhang Sui shook his head and said: "Without your deliberate guidance, how could Mr. Liu fall into endless obsession? How could those young people in the village be deceived by you and embark on a path of no return?"

The woman shook her head and picked up her pen again: "The little girl was born out of Mr. Liu's obsession. What she does is just in response to what he thinks in his heart. All the reasons are caused by his delusions."

Zhang Sui shook his head and said: "You are just trying to evade your own evil thoughts by saying so much. You are haunted by the evil spirit of blood, which cannot be wiped away no matter what."

The woman looked at Zhang Sui and smiled slightly, then tapped the pen tip in the air. Wherever she put the pen, it was like throwing a stone in the water, with ripples spreading out in all directions.

Everyone who was affected by the ripples of the void suddenly looked dull. Soon, various expressions appeared on their faces, ranging from worry to joy, and even more crazy expressions.

Zhang Sui was in a daze as the ripples came over him, as if the world had changed.

I saw that this square of heaven and earth is filled with five colors. If you look closely, you will see that it is the power of calamity, the power of pure spirit, the power of Buddha's light, the power of merit, and the inexplicable power of unknown purpose.

The five powers, belonging to the five colors, are forming into crystals all over the sky and the earth, and they seem to be easily available.

Zhang Sui smiled slightly and said: "Interesting!" He used the guidance technique to try to absorb the five-color power in the air.
To be continued...