"Don't talk to me anymore." Lu Zhi said to Lu Meng and the others without hesitation, "You guys, go and put Lu Yong down from the tree for me."

"This, Uncle Zhi..." Lu Meng said timidly, "It's not that we are unwilling to go. This ghost is afraid of yang energy, so let's go and remove Brother Yong together, otherwise if the evil ghost is still waiting next to Brother Yong's body, we..."

"I told you to go, you can go!" Lu Zhi glared at his eyes and shouted angrily. "Don't delay."

"Uncle Zhi, I beg you." The general who had just echoed Lu Meng's family had already kneeled down, "We want to go together, otherwise, if the evil ghost comes out again, I have an eighty-year-old high school and a hungry place underneath..."

"Lu, don't talk nonsense to me!" Lu Zhi raised his foot and kicked this family to the ground. "When your parents died, I would have been to preside over the funeral. The eighty-year-old high hall came from you."

"Uncle Zhi, it's not appropriate for us to go there." Lu Meng said carefully while accompanying him, "We just escaped from the evil ghost. If we go there now, everyone is a little guilty. You guys say yes!"

Several generals next to him also nodded repeatedly.

"So, even to boost your courage, Uncle Zhi, you should send a few more people to go with us."

Looking at the strange mourning hall and Lu Yong hanging on the tree in front of the mourning hall, Lu Zhi looked around with a little hesitation, and then continued to click around with his hands, "You, you, you, and you, follow Lu Meng and the others to put Lu Yong down from the tree. Go quickly, but it's long-lasting!"

So, a dramatic scene appeared!

Later, the servants who were clicked were all pale in their faces. In addition, at first glance, you could see that the team formed by Lu Meng and others who were afraid of death were all gritting their teeth and raising their unyielding heads high. Everyone's footsteps were so heavy that half of the people in the Lu Mansion could hear them.

Let's go! After walking for almost a minute, these people finally walked to the tree where Lu Yong was.

"Lu Neng, you guys are holding on below." Lu Meng said in a trembling tone, "I'll go up and remove Brother Yong's body. You guys, lift the lantern higher..."

While saying that, Lu Meng trembled as he stepped on Lu Neng and the others, climbed onto the branch of the tree, and then began to think about hanging Lu Yong's body and climbed over. Next, under everyone's gaze, Lu Meng pulled out a knife from his boots and began to forcefully cut the rope strangled on Lu Yong's neck.

"Be careful to hold on!" After cutting it for a few seconds, Lu Meng lowered his head and said to Lu Neng and others below, "The rope will be broken soon. Don't throw Brother Yong's body to the ground..."

Before Lu Meng finished saying this, he saw a white flame emerging from Lu Yong's body. With a bang, the flames passed through Lu Meng's body, soared into the sky, and then disappeared without a trace in the air!

"Ah!" Lu Meng let out a shrill scream, and then fell straight from the tree branch more than three meters high. Almost at the same time, the rope hanging on Lu Yong had also broken. Lu Yong's body fell down with Lu Meng, and knocked down several servants standing below on the spot.

"Brother Meng..." Lu Neng looked at Lu Meng who fell to the ground, "Brother Meng was also killed by the evil ghost."

"Ah!" After a while of chaos, all the servants present, except Lu Meng, who was lying on the ground, threw the lanterns in their hands and ran out the door.

"Namo's Great Freedom King Buddha!" ​​Just as these servants of the Lu family were in a mess, a loud Buddha's name came from the mourning hall, and everyone saw HP's tall and burly figure appearing in front of the mourning hall. "Dear Tan Yue, although I know that you may have slept too much during the day, I am not sleepy now. But what I want to tell you is that even if you are not sleepy, don't just affect the sleep of my brothers... Well, who practices?"

"Huh!" HP looked around again with sleepy eyes, "Dear Tan Yue, what are your expressions? Can you say that I am so scary?"

"It's hard to say, Senior Brother HP!" Another bald monk walked out of the mourning hall with a yawn. "The so-called appearance is born from the heart. Senior brother, please reflect carefully. Is it because your heart is now blocked by ignorance and anger, so that the appearance of compassion cannot be revealed on your face."

"Yes, I'm already blocked by ignorance." HP answered simply. Then he slapped! He saw HP slapped the monk next to him without hesitation. "Zhixing, I haven't settled the score with you yet about the matter that you should be lazy when chanting scriptures in the evening?"

"Ah, senior brother, look, there are two dead people there!" Zhixing touched his head and pointed his hand at the side.

"What are you talking nonsense..." HP slapped Zhixing again without any hesitation, and then turned his face to the direction Zhixing pointed, "There are really dead people here..."

As he said that, HP and Zhixing walked over without caring, and then touched them with their hands.

"Well, this Tan Yue is not dead yet." After HP touched it, he picked up Lu Meng on the ground, "But his head seems to be very hurt. I'll take him in and take some medicine first. Zhixing, take this dead Tan Yue back to the mourning hall first!"

As he said that, HP hugged Lu Meng and returned to the mourning hall in a few seconds. Then Lu Zhi and the others saw HP say a few words to the monks who had just woken up, and then they saw these monks start to scatter around, some go to find water, some go to white cloth, etc. One of them walked out the door and saluted Lu Zhi and the others.

"Dear Tan Yue, please come in and talk!"

"It's so cold!" At this time, Lu Zhi and the others saw Zhixing, who carried Lu Yong's body into the mourning hall, was rubbing his hands exaggeratedly, and he was blowing while rubbing, "Did this guy fall into the ice cellar and freeze to death? How could it be so cold?"

"Uncle Zhi..." Lu Neng, who had just taken the lead in escaping from the door, asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

"Go in and take a look!" Lu Zhi, who saw the ghost fire with his own eyes, was also a little guilty at this time, but after looking at the monks who were open and honest, he still made up his mind. "Let's go in and see Lu Yong's body."

Now Lu Yong's body was lying flat on the ground, his eyes wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes open, and he looked particularly ferocious under the lights of the mourning hall. At this moment, suddenly, after a sound of Lu Neng, he covered his mouth with his hands, "Look, look at Brother Yong's neck..."

Everyone's eyes were focused near Lu Yong's neck, and then almost everyone made a sound. Under the light, everyone could clearly see that a blue palm print was clearly printed on Lu Yong's neck.

"Is this a dark injury?" At this time, HP, who had just bandaged Lu Meng, came over, then reached out and touched the palm print, then put the fingers that had touched the palm print near his nose and smelled it, and then said in an uncertain tone, "It looks very similar, and it also looks very similar from the heavy yin energy..."

"What is a dark wound!" A weak sentence came from the corner.

"It is the wound that our people in the sun are injured by ghosts who should be reincarnated." HP explained calmly, "This Tan Yue, the wound on your head has just been wrapped, so it's better not to move around during this period."

"It's indeed a ghost, I know..." Lu Meng, who was wrapped in his head like India's San, walked over with a look of horror, "I knew that Brother Yong was killed by an evil ghost, I know..."

"It's hard to say whether it's a secret injury or not." HP clasped his hands together, looking solemn in appearance. "But if it's a secret injury, then the blue palm print will disappear without a trace by dawn. You must know that by day, the yang energy will surpass the yin energy, and the wound formed by the yin energy will be dispelled by the yang energy."

"If you don't believe it." HP said to Lu Zhi, who was skeptical, "Old manager, you can reach out to this claw print to feel if there is any residual Yin Qi. Then you wait until dawn, if it is really a dark injury, then this palm print will naturally be eliminated."

"However, I want to know what the Tan Yue on the ground has done to let the ghost use such a loss-making trick to take his life?"

"What both sides are hurt?" Lu Meng held the bandage on his head with his hands, "Isn't it normal for evil ghosts to kill people?"

"This is a bad word!" Pusheng Interface, who came over from the side, said, "You must know that these ghosts are our souls after death, either because of some persistent thoughts, or because they happened to encounter the evil spirit, etc., which can be used to form again and survive in the world."

"Because the yang energy in the world is very heavy, and these yang energy are as terrible to ghosts as flames for us, so ordinary ghosts will not take the initiative to harm others, because when ghosts hit or pinch people with their hands, it is as painful as we caress the flames with our hands."

"If the ghosts come into contact with people too much and the yin energy is dispersed by the yang energy on the human body, then the ghost will be dissipated and it is impossible to reincarnate. So if there is no deep hatred, the ghost will not do such things as if we commit suicide."

"So, who can tell me what happened?" HP continued, "Why are you all Tan Yue gathering at the gate of this courtyard, and why is Tan Yue dead here?"

"This..." Lu Zhi hesitated for a moment. What should I say? We can't say that we have numb and we have been numb. You are planning to come in and take away the young master, but they didn't expect that one of the people who came in was killed by a ghost.

This explanation is too irritating!

"This is how it is." Lu Meng stood up with a determined look on his face. "Brother Lu Yong and I were noon today. Because we remembered the cultivation of the head of the family for us, we agreed to plan to sniff a stick of incense together."

"Burning incense..." HP's eyebrows twitched, "Why don't you come during the day, but in the middle of the night?"

"We originally planned to come at noon, but Uncle Zhi temporarily sent me, Brother Yong, Lu Neng and others to do business at the village outside the city. When we were done, it was getting late." As he said that, Lu Meng turned his back to these monks and blinked at Lu Zhi, "Yes, Uncle Zhi!"

"Well, cough cough!" Lu Zhi cleared his throat, "That's it."

"After I came back, Brother Lu Yong and I thought about burning incense, so we made a conclusion. Lu Neng and the others also thought about burning incense for the head of the family, so we came together, right?"

"That's right, that's right!" Lu Neng immediately raised his hand, "We came with Brother Meng and Brother Yong."

Under the leadership of Lu Neng, the other generals also nodded.

"And what..." After repeating what he said to Lu Zhi just now, Lu Meng finally talked about the key points.

"We just saw such a big ball of ghost fire, it was really terrible." Lu Meng showed a look of horror on his face, and he gestured to both sides with his hands, indicating that the ghost fire was really big, "And I also clearly saw that among the ghost fire, there was a figure with a pale face..."

"Yeah, I saw it too!" Lu Neng nodded with a hint of horror, "There is indeed a figure, white and bloodless, looking very much like the head of the family."

"Head of the Family?" Lu Zhi turned his face and looked at the guy tightly, "What is the head of the family?"

"It's the eldest son's father, the head of the Lu family." The servant lowered his head under Lu Zhi's gaze. "But I'm not sure, after all, some ghost fire disappeared after flashing and suddenly, maybe it doesn't look that much like..."

"Yes, it's a little bit like it." Lu Meng said, "We have seen it all, but the pale ghost's face is a little distorted, so it looks a bit like it. In fact, it shouldn't be the head of the family..."

"It's definitely not the head of the family!" Lu Zhi interrupted Lu Meng without hesitation, "The head of the family was smart and upright when he was alive, and should be a god in heaven after his death. How could it become a ghost?"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Zhi, you are right." Lu Meng and others nodded immediately, "It's not the head of the family, it's definitely not."

"And what!" Lu Zhi touched his beard, seemed to have looked left and right unintentionally, and leaned a little in the direction of HP, "Then what happened, what happened to Lu Yong?"

ps: Well, I’ve been busy lately and the wind is so busy that I’m so busy that I’m so depressed next week!

Ahhhhh! Why, why do you have to force yourself when the wind blows and you don’t have time to write?

Well, the wind blows, and during the forced push, 6,000 words a day, at most the wind blows, you won’t sleep!
Chapter completed!