"I heard from my grandmother that Meiya originally wanted her sister to learn ironwork with the old fairy in the back mountain. She had gained some skills. But she didn't expect that her sister had been there for decades and never came back!"

"Pity."

Matchmaker Wang smashed her mouth and said it was so hard that she spitted:

"Hey, it is said that Meiya was looking for her sister in the back mountain for five years. Until the moment she died of illness, she was still looking for her in the back mountain. So, the ghost in the Fu family's big mansion is probably that Meiya. She was unwilling to accept that she couldn't see her sister coming home!"

Matchmaker Wang was just talking, but saw Fu Shiyi's face was as pale as paper, and his body was even more shaking, and he couldn't help but be shocked:

"Girl, girl, what's wrong with you!"

Matchmaker Wang shouted several times.

Seeing that Fu Shiyi did not respond, he helped the person to sit under the big banyan tree beside him. As soon as Fu Shiyi sat down, Fu Shiyi suddenly stood up. Then the matchmaker Wang felt a flash in front of him, and a living person disappeared in front of him:

"Oh, my goodness, I...I've met a ghost in broad daylight!!!"

.......

At this time.

The outside of the Fu family's big house was already crowded with villagers watching the fun.

An altar was set up in the open area of ​​the front yard inside the house.

The altar is covered with yellow cloth, copper bells, incense candles, water mirrors, yellow talismans, rice grains, and peach wood swords.

After a blind man with white eyebrows and beards cleansed his hands, he served the Taoist priest robe and Taoist priest hat by the little Taoist boy. He flipped his hand and the three incense he held in his hand ignited spontaneously without fire.

It caused an uproar among the villagers watching on the side.

The blind Taoist priest holding the incense pillar stood in front of the altar and muttered something. His head trembled slightly and the muscles on his face trembled. After half a quarter of an hour, he suddenly stopped chanting the spell. The incense pillar in his hand was quickly and accurately placed in the scarecrow standing on the stage.

He stretched out his left hand.

The Taoist boy next to him immediately presented the red rope stained with black blood.

The blind Taoist priest took the red rope and quickly wrapped it around the scarecrow's neck. After several rounds, he pulled the red rope back to the altar and tied it to the paper man with Meiya's name and birth date.

The blind man has started to do the formal approach.

The peach wood sword started to dance, and there were strange steps under his feet, and he was also muttering words in his mouth to match gestures, sword techniques, steps, spells, and handprints.

Drink!

The blind man shouted, a golden rooster stands alone, and the long sword in his hand slapped on a yellow talisman. The yellow talisman in his hand condensed on the peach wood sword. The blind man turned around and lifted it above the candlelight. The yellow talisman burned up, and then pointed hard at the little grass man on the altar table.

The little grass man seemed to sense it and moved.

As the blind man's concentration becomes more and more focused, the little grass moves more and more powerfully.

"Ah~"

A shrill scream came from the main room, and the whole yard was in an instant, and the things on the altar were blown to the point of swaying.

"Mom, there's really a ghost, run away!!"

The villagers who were originally watching outside buzzed and immediately scattered and ran home. For a moment, only the old Taoist priests and Taoist boys were left in the entire Fu family's mansion, as well as the old village chief with a crutch.

"Monster, if you don't walk in the underworld, you have to stay in the world for evil. Today, the old Taoist will eliminate harm for the people and kill you to ashes!"

The blind man suddenly bit his finger and on the altar table dozens of centimeters away from the little grass man, he wrote something quickly from top to bottom, and finally fell to a straight line, drawing it to the edge of the table.

The blind man held a peach wood sword and danced again.

At this time, the entire yard was filled with wind.

The old village chief was standing with a crutch, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"Sister Meiya, why are you doing this? If you obediently surrender, Master Zhang Tian can also save you from being reincarnated. Maybe you can become sisters again with Eleventh Sister in the next life."

When Fu Shiyi disappeared.

The old village chief is still a six-year-old child. Now the villagers who have seen the Meiya sisters have died of old age and illness. The old village chief has a rare longevity!

Decades have passed.

The population of the Iron Village has surged a lot, and now there is only this large area of ​​homesteads left in the village. If it weren't for this, the old village chief wouldn't have asked someone to come and catch ghosts.

After all, in his heart.

I still admire Meiya very much!

Not only did the top leader pull his sister up, but he still couldn't let go after he died. This is much better than many biological parents.

"Sir Zhang Tian, ​​you see, if you can save it, just save it. Alas, Sister Meiya is also a pitiful!"

The old village chief stood in a crutch and shouted into the yard. Suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing by his side, and then he heard a loud "bang" sound coming from the yard.

Wait for him to look in.

But a girl holding a long sword and slashed the altar into two. When the girl turned her face, the old village chief's pupils shook violently and his body trembled:

"Eleventh Sister?"

The old village chief was excitedly stationed on his crutch and moved into the yard tremblingly.

The blind Taoist priests over there were blocked their practice, but their faces looked very bad:

"Who is your master? Why did you stop the old Taoist? Do you know that the female ghost inside has too deep obsession. After decades, it has become a resentful ghost. If it is not eliminated, it will harm one side in the future!"

The old Taoist cannot see his eyes.

But he seemed to feel something. Suo Xiang Xiang, who was afraid of the breath, held the long sword that had not yet been opened.

"Misunderstandings, misunderstandings, are all misunderstandings!"

After the old village chief came in, he recognized Fu Shiyi at a glance. He was shocked. However, he had decades of life experience and had seen many supernatural events, so he was still calm.

He bowed to the old Taoist priest with a smile:

"Zhang Tianshi, I have worked hard today. We can solve the rest of the matter by ourselves. Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work!"

The old village chief made a gesture of inviting him out.

The blind Taoist priest was afraid of Fu Shiyi, so he went downstairs when he saw this: "Since that's the case, the old Taoist will say goodbye first, but if there are any changes here in the future, don't rely on our Anping Temple!"

After talking.

The blind Taoist priest waved his hand, took only the peach wood sword and the bell, and took the Taoist boy away. After the person left, the old village chief looked up and down excitedly for a while, and then said:

"Sister Eleven, I am Xingzi, the Xingzi of Aso family. When I was young, you gave me a bunch of candied haws. Where have you been there in the past few decades?"

Fu Shiyi remembers that she made a day in the thatched hut.

But when I come back, things have changed:

"Xingzi?"

Fu Shiyi really couldn't connect the silly old man in front of him with the well-behaved boy, but what she wanted to know most now was what her sister was.
Chapter completed!