Yan Yan was so entangled that he couldn't sleep a wink until midnight. Just when he was about to go to bed, he suddenly noticed that the Yin Qi in the east wing was getting heavier, so he hurriedly flew outside the east wing to watch the show.
In the east wing room.
Yan Hexing only took off his coat, then covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.
After falling asleep, he had a nightmare and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.
When I woke up, I felt cold all over. I thought it was because I was sweating and I caught a cold.
His body was sticky and uncomfortable, so Yan Hexing ordered the people outside to prepare hot water and raised his hands to untie the clothes that were stuck to his body. When he was about to take off his clothes, he found that there was no movement from the followers outside.
I called a few more times, but still no one answered.
Yan Hexing tied up his clothes again, got up vigilantly and went to check outside the door.
——No matter what happens this time, he will not chase her out again.
When I got to the door, I found that the door could not be opened.
He looked up at the door, which was just an ordinary wooden door. He took two steps back, raised his foot and kicked the door.
With a "bang" sound, Yan Hexing sat on the ground holding his legs.
He kicked the door but the door shook and his legs hurt, as if he had kicked on a stone.
Although he didn't want to believe it, something evil had indeed happened at this time.
This was not the first time. Yan Hexing calmly found the baggage and took out the charm inside.
After all, he was a disciple of Xuanmen, so he stuffed the talisman into a bag as if it were for free, and he took out two or three from it.
When he turned around, he saw a rope tied in a loop hanging in front of him. If he took another step, his head would be stuck in. If he was hung up again after that, he would be in danger.
Yan Hexing calmly put a charm in his hand on the rope, and the next moment, the rope disappeared in front of him.
Then he put the talisman on the door, and when the talisman turned into ashes out of thin air, he opened the door again and saw two followers standing outside.
"Go and boil some hot water, I want to take a bath."
Yan Hexing changed his clothes after taking a bath, lay down on the bed, slapped the talisman in his hand on his forehead, covered himself with a quilt and continued to sleep soundly.
Yan Yan sat on the roof of the east wing, raised his eyebrows and said, "This guy is not bad. No wonder someone who shows off his power has some ability."
She silently knocked on the tiles on the roof, and a hanged man in white appeared in front of her.
The hanged man's face was pale, his eye sockets and lips were black with black veins, and a long tongue hanging down to his chest was as bright red as blood.
Yan Yan asked: "Suicide?"
The Hanged Man: "Kill him."
Yan Yan was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"
The hanged ghost said honestly: "As soon as I got up, a hemp rope was wrapped around my neck, and then someone hung me up."
Yan Yan asked again: "Didn't you see who it was?"
The hanged man shook his head: "The rope is wrapped around the beam, one end is tied around my neck, and the other end is outside the window."
Yan Yan asked: "What about the ones in the well?"
The Hanged Man paused for a moment: "What's wrong with the well?"
Yan Yan pursed his lips: "Where are the other people in your family?"
"I don't know." The Hanged Man asked doubtfully, "Will I still know about the existence of my family after I die?"
Yan Yan scratched his forehead helplessly.
After staying with the Li Gui Gui King for a long time, she almost forgot that the souls left in the world after death do not have soul consciousness, and when the soul consciousness is condensed, most ghosts are relatively dull.
"Then go back to the underworld. It's dangerous to stay in the earth for a long time." Yan Yan took out the soul lock bag.
"Can I know who killed me before returning to the underworld?" the hanged man asked cautiously.
"Yes." Yan Yan neatly put away the soul lock bag.
The Hanged Ghost did not go to the underworld after its death, probably because it wanted to know who killed it.
If they don't run into Yan Yan and his group this time, the Hanged Ghost will continue to carry it here. The ghost power in it will be accumulated until it can harm people, and it will be noticed by others. At that time, it will still be helped to fulfill its wish.
It is not a good thing for ghosts to have unfulfilled wishes. Whether they are ghosts in the underworld or the world of the sun, being able to help them fulfill their wishes can be regarded as accumulating yin virtue.
Not to mention that Yan Yan is always kind-hearted and will help with anything she can.
——As long as she is in a good mood.
"Where's your corpse?" If there is a corpse, she can transform into a revolving lantern.
The hanged man shook his head: "I didn't know I was dead until a few days ago."
Yan Yan thought for a moment, "Then you still can't find your body, right?" It didn't take long for him to gather his soul consciousness, and the ghost power shouldn't be enough for him to find his body.
Sure enough, the hanged man shook his head.
Yan Yan thought about it in silence.
It's not impossible to give some ghost power to the Hanged Ghost so that it can find the corpse, but she has never been able to control the intensity well. If the Hanged Ghost can't bear it and his soul flies away, then the gain will outweigh the losses.
And this is also against the rules of the underworld.
"I want to think about how to find the person who killed you. You go back first and don't scare that person anymore." Yan Yan pointed to the roof, "He is the young master of a family that specializes in exterminating ghosts. You can't scare him anymore."
Okay, you’re gone now.”
The Hanged Man nodded, "Even if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't dare."
After the hanged man left, Yan Yan went to the backyard, stood in front of the well, and looked inside.
The entourage following Yan Hexing should all come from the Yan family. They noticed the Yin Qi in the well, and the water they used was not drawn from this well.
It was pitch dark in the well, and there was no sound at all.
Yan Yan threw a piece of fire into it, only to realize that it was a dry well.
There was nothing at the bottom of the well except fallen leaves.
Yan Yan jumped down and picked up the fire breakers. As soon as his feet stepped on the bottom of the well, water came up and gradually submerged the soles of his shoes.
She thought the water would still rise, but it didn't move until it reached the soles of her shoes.
Yan Yan stared at the water for a while, then tapped the bottom of the well with his toes, and then the water disappeared, leaving dead leaves and branches still at the bottom of the well.
"Don't scare me, I'm not a living person. Come out and let's talk." Yan Yan looked around and said.