"Don't worry, it's all the fault of the little devil who is suppressing the ghost. It promised to solve it." Chang Dongke replied.
Sure enough, after a while, the cold dead man came back to life and got up from the ground. The first thing he did was to run back in fear, and the brazier was kicked over.
Sure enough, it was resolved peacefully.
Watch this scene.
"It's better to have fewer conflicts with these villagers in the future. They don't understand the rules and will cause trouble." Xu Nanshan patted Chang Dongke on the shoulder.
"Yes." Chang Dongke nodded, picked up the chair beside him and walked to the paper shop.
Qi Baye also followed.
Chang Dongke's shop is not small. Inside, there are paper figures of various sizes, all lined up on the wall. Although there are no eyes painted on them, they look particularly weird under the warm light at night.
Xu Nanshan rubbed his arms and felt that the yin energy here was heavier than the underground floor of his home.
There is a backyard behind the shop. Chang Dongke doesn't have time to greet them, so he has to go to the backyard to burn incense first.
Qi Tiezui simply sat down and rested for a while, or maybe he was too bored. He picked up the paper on the table and started folding ingots.
Xu Nanshan leaned against the door and looked at the moon in the sky. He said lightly, "It's already late at night."
Tonight is the Ghost Festival, and people rarely go out, but the moon tonight is very round and bright, which is particularly beautiful.
Qi Baye knew in his heart that this was not what he was talking about, but he still answered the question, "Yes, I don't know if Miss Ji has rested."
All he can think about is Miss Ji, right?
"Haha~" Xu Nanshan sneered, "Why, is it really as rumored that he plans to become the Ji family's son-in-law?"
"What a rare opportunity. That's the rich and powerful Ji family. It's a pity. I don't know if I, Qi Tiezui, can reach high places in my life." He followed the other person's words with a look of regret on his face.
"You talk a lot and run the train."
Xu Nanshan knew that he was talking nonsense again.
Qi Tie's lips curled up and he shrugged, believing it or not.
"Why are you here for me?" Chang Dongke came from the backyard, smelling of incense ash, with a pen and a bag of cinnabar in his hand.
Xu Nanshan looked at him with a rare serious expression, "On behalf of the Shen'e clan, I invite you to come out and fight."
"I don't do this kind of business. The white affairs of Shiliba Village are still waiting for me to take charge. Why don't you invite Master Ba to go there? He has been very idle recently, leading a young lady around."
"Hey, hey, I'm so lazy, what are you talking about?" Qi Baye lost his temper as soon as he threw the ingot in his hand.
The three of them all sat down. It had been a long time since they had sat together and talked.
Xu Nanshan came here three years ago, and the business is getting better and better, but the goal has never been achieved.
Chang Dongke is even more busy. Sometimes there are multiple funerals, and he can't even find anyone. When he is not busy, he makes paper figures at home, and there is very little interaction.
Qi Baye followed Jiumen and had to fight under the tomb from time to time. It was rare to sit together.
Finally, Master Qi Ba finally spoke, "Okay, Xu Xiaosan'er, let's tell you the purpose."
"The tombs in the Wei and Jin Dynasties are a bit strange. There is a special tomb inside that no one can enter at all. Even if Lao Chang doesn't go, he has to borrow paper figures to explore the way in."
Xu Nanshan didn't know where the confidence came from, but he was sure that Qi Baye would go.
Chang Dongke also heard the purpose, with a slight smile on his lips, "I can help with the paper man."
He got up and went to get some paper. He cut out some small paper figures for them on the spot, which was easy to carry. The paper-cutting techniques were as neat as art.
Looking at his paper-cut figure, Qi Tiezui asked Xu Nanshan in-depth for the first time, "I have wanted to ask a long time ago, why does the Shen'e clan have the most traditional Jun porcelain craftsmanship, so why do they insist on this tomb?"
Xu Nanshan never brought up this matter. He only knew that he was obsessed with a tomb in Yuzhou. He came all the way to Changsha City in order to find someone to help him. He could wait for three years.
Xu Nanshan looked at the eighth master with faint eyes, "You agree to go with me first, and I will tell you the reason."
The situation is already like this. Qi Tiezui has to go now, whether he wants to go or not, no difference.
"I promise you." Qi Baye.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Nanshan began to take off his clothes. He took off his black gown and turned around, revealing his strong back, which was covered with rune tattoos.
"You are..." Qi Tiezui was a little shocked.
Although I don't fully recognize these runes, I have never seen them tattooed on anyone's body. Those who bear these are not ordinary people.
Chang Dongke cut out the small paper figure and used cinnabar to draw facial features on the paper figure's face. The eyes were big and bright, and he also drew a mouth. After the painting was completed, he just looked up at the tattoo and recognized the source, saying , "It's a memorial."
Xu Nanshan put on his clothes again, "Yes, it is called "death inscriptions" among the people, also known as ghost characters, which are words used to communicate with ghosts. We, the gods, have been tattooed with "death inscriptions" since we were young, so that we can communicate with the underworld. No, but the people in the tribe are short-lived, and generally do not live past the age of forty."
"At first, I suspected that it was because the yin energy of Xiwen was too strong that the Shen'e clan was short-lived. But later I found out that it was not the case. Our clan was cursed."
Qi Tiezui suddenly thought of something. He took out a photo from his pocket and asked, "Is it behind the ear? The mark looks like a bird."
This photo appeared in the information Lin Yan gave him a few days ago. He did carefully look at the fight she was going to make. Among them, she found a village. The introduction mentioned that no one in the village would live past the age of forty, and There is a unified birthmark symbol.
This symbol has been recorded in the book, and it is indeed a curse, but there is not much introduction.
"You also checked the God?" Xu Nanshan was a little confused. Qi Laoba was not unwilling to take risks and cherished his life, so why would he help him check the curse.
Seeing that it was getting late, Qi Tiezui put away the photo and put the small paper man with painted eyes into his pocket, "It's just a coincidence. Get everything ready tomorrow and we'll meet at your Nanshan Hall."
Xu Nanshan nodded. It was two days earlier than the five-day period he said. This was a good thing.
Before leaving, Chang Dongke also thoughtfully taught them how to use it, "Put some blood on the paper man's eyebrows, and it will move and understand your words, but be sure not to touch the water."
Afterwards, they parted ways in the night.
Regardless of whether it was a coincidence or not, this trip still had to go.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when I returned to the Qi family's old house.
Ji Lanqian was half-lying on the swing, seemingly asleep.
There was already cold porridge on the wooden table beside it. Qi Tiezui stood there, looking at this scene unwilling to break.
The Immortal has been walking alone for so many years. Apart from his business, he lives alone in such a big house. Suddenly there is someone waiting for him to come home. It seems like something hits his heart.
"You're back?"
Ji Lanqian opened her eyes drowsily, waited for two seconds and then wanted to get up. Only then did she realize that her legs had become numb after staying in the same position for a long time.
