The copper incense burner in my hand was left to me by my fourth uncle and grandma. It was precisely because of this bronze incense burner that neither of us raised any objections against the other.
The old man's whole body exuded the stale aura of a dying person. Except for his eyes, which were still a little bright, there was almost no trace of life.
The room was a little cool. Although it was still late summer, a small brazier had been lit in front of the old man. The few red lights I saw before were the light emitted by the charcoal in the brazier.
There was a small kettle placed in the corner of the brazier. The kettle had long been blackened by the charcoal fire. The water inside was about to boil, and steam was coming out from the spout.
Looking at the old man in front of me, I felt an inexplicable sadness that pitied a master against each other.
The old man in front of me can defeat my Soul Searching Technique with just one move, and can even release his spiritual consciousness more than ten miles away and follow him directly to Yuanqi Pavilion. This shows that he is not an ordinary person.
But for such a profound spiritualist, he never expected that his situation before his death would be so desolate.
The old man and I just looked at each other, without anyone speaking first.
"Let's sit down and talk!" The old man suddenly pointed to a chair opposite him and said to me.
"Are you here to look for the child's soul?" After I sat down, the old man spoke again: "As you can see, I don't have much time. The child is too resentful. I will take him with me when I leave.
It’s good to have company on the way down.”
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you didn't turn him into a kid." I looked at the old man and said.
"I don't have much time, and I don't want to do anything harmful to the world, not to mention that I owed that child a favor." The old man picked up the fire tongs placed on the side of the brazier and turned the charcoal fire brighter.
"The child's resentment has not gone away, and he will still suffer if you just take him down." I looked at the old man and said.
The souls of those who died unexpectedly will be full of resentment and evil spirits, so those souls will not enter reincarnation until their obsession is gone.
If you want to save a dead soul with deep obsessions, resentment and evil spirits, you can generally only send it to a temple or other place to undergo three years of Buddhist purification before reincarnation.
If the grievances and evil spirits continue without being resolved, the soul will not be able to rest in peace and will be imprisoned in the City of Wasted Death to suffer until the day when its life span is truly over.
But on the contrary, if the obsession is paid off, the resentment and evil spirits will be automatically resolved, and such dead souls can directly enter reincarnation through ordinary salvation.
"I don't have enough time, so I can't take care of that much anymore!" The old man said lightly: "If I can bring his soul back without being scattered, I have already repaid the favor of that day."
"His resentment is not gone because his grievances have not been resolved. If the bad guys can get the punishment they deserve, his resentment and evil spirit will naturally dissipate." I looked at the old man and said.
The old man didn't react at all when he heard what I said, but stared at my face.
"After I rescued him from the Taoist priest's peach wood sword, I had no intention of bringing him back!"
After a long time, the old man finally spoke and slowly told me the favor he owed Zhu Lei and the reason why Zhu Lei's soul was trapped.
The old man's surname is Liu. Three years ago he was a famous psychic in Jiangzhou City, known as Liu Shentong.
Relying on his profound Taoist skills, when he was young, he took on any job because of money. He even helped people survive against the odds, passed on bad luck, and raised little ghosts.
Three years ago, on the morning when he turned fifty, he suddenly discovered that his hair had turned completely white overnight, and his life span of ninety years had been shortened to less than four years.
Not only that, Liu Shentong was horrified to discover that as long as he used Taoism, even if he just helped people tell fortunes, his life span would be more or less lost, ranging from a few days to half a month.
Liu Shentong knew that this was because he helped too many people he shouldn't have helped and leaked too many secrets in his early years, so he was counterattacked by the law of heaven.
So overnight, the Feng Shui psychic Liu Shentong, who was once popular in Jiangzhou and respected by everyone, suddenly disappeared, leaving only the old man Liu, who was plagued by illness and slow to move.
In the past three years, Old Man Liu has been tortured by various illnesses, and little of the money he had saved in his youth was left due to medical treatment.
Until finally, in order to treat his illness, he had to sell the mansion he bought when he was young and come to this remote place to buy two tile houses to stay.
After all his belongings were gone and only the coffin remained, his health began to slowly improve. However, although the pain was gone, it did not mean that his life span would be increased.
Old Man Liu is a psychic himself, and he knows very well that there is no way to make up for the life span lost due to divine punishment.
So Old Man Liu began his last peaceful life.
The day I met Zhu Lei was a weekend. Since most of the residents here had moved away and there were no shops nearby, Old Man Liu could only go into the city to buy some daily necessities.
When he came out of the supermarket, a car whizzed past Old Man Liu. Old Man Liu himself was not weak and was not injured, but his shopping bag was torn and the things he bought were scattered on the ground.
At this time, Old Man Liu has long lost the glory he once had. It is not impossible for him to use magic to make the driver of the car pay the price, but doing so will shorten his already short life span.
In desperation, Old Man Liu could only shake his head and sigh, slowly squatting down and picking up the scattered things from the ground bit by bit.
Zhu Lei came out of the supermarket at this time and saw that Old Liu was old. Not only did he squat down and help Old Liu pick up the daily necessities scattered on the ground without saying anything, he also freed up his own shopping bag to help Old Liu pack those things.
This is a very small thing.
When Old Man Liu was enjoying great glory, I don't know how many people were trying to flatter him and wanted Liu Shentong to help him set up a formation and change his fortune. However, since Liu Shentong became Old Man Liu, he has also experienced all the warmth and coldness of human kindness.
This trivial thing brought some warmth to Old Man Liu's heart, which had been cold for many years.
More than a year has passed since this incident. Old Man Liu is counting the days and knows that he will not survive the end of the year. But as the deadline gets closer and closer, Old Man Liu feels more and more grateful for the child who helped him.
, I regret not leaving the name and address of that child.
This favor can no longer be repaid in this life. It can only be repaid in the next life, Old Man Liu thought.
Until two months ago, Old Man Liu suddenly received a call from a former customer, offering him a high price to go to Jiangyang Private Middle School to exorcise evil spirits.
That customer was Vice Principal Hao of Jiangyang Private Middle School.
Old Man Liu refused. Even if he had the life to earn that money now, he would have already spent it.
But after all, Old Man Liu was once a psychic with profound magic skills. Although he could not take this job, he was very interested in this matter. He also wanted to know what kind of person Vice Principal Hao would find to handle this matter.
So he decided to go to Jiangyang Private School. This chapter has been completed!