"Then Brother Yong rushed up to check where the ghost fire appeared, but he didn't expect that the ghost fire would appear again." Lu Meng's face showed a look of fear, "I saw the ghost that had just appeared pinching Brother Yong's neck with one hand, and took Brother Yong to fly up and went straight through the roof and disappeared."

"Through the roof?" Lu Zhi subconsciously looked up at his head and frowned at the roof that was not damaged at all. "What are you talking nonsense? There are no holes in the roof. They passed through it from there."

"Uncle Zhi, we absolutely didn't say nonsense." Lu Meng quickly decided, "At that time, we could see clearly that Brother Yong was taken out of the roof by the evil ghost. And the evil thing was that when they walked through the roof, they could still see waves one by one, as if they were not passing through the roof but jumping into the water."

"Yes, yes!" Lu Neng and others next to him also nodded repeatedly, "Brother Yong did fly out of the roof, and after passing through it, the roof returned to its original state."

"That's it!" Zhixing touched his chin with a thoughtful look, "It does sound a bit like a ghost's method. After all, this kind of method that ghosts are good at entering and leaving Yin and Yang is originally a method that ghosts are good at. Brother HP, what do you think?"

"The Buddha said: You can't say it, you can't say it!" HP slowly shook his head with a solemn face.

"What's there to say?" Dao Guang walked out of the house behind while yawning. "The mourning hall was originally a place to attract spirits to return to the position to enjoy the incense of sacrifice. It was not uncommon for the yin energy at night. Moreover, judging from the underworld wounds on the donor's neck, it was indeed the cause of the ghost."

"But I think what's strange is..." Daoguang looked at Zhixing and the others with confusion, "Don't Zhixing recite the mantra of rebirth tonight to purify the anger? In this case, there are even ghosts who dare to break into the mourning hall. Is it impatient to live? Also, since there are ghosts coming in, why didn't you take action to send it into the samsara, and even indulge the ghosts to hurt people's lives under your nose?"

"It's obvious!" Pusheng glanced at Zhixing, "They are lazy."

"This..." Zhixing scratched the back of his head with a embarrassed look on his face, "Actually, we don't know what's going on. We all fell asleep without realizing it. I think it must be because the magic power of the ghost ghost we came here today is too high, so we all got obsessed with ecstasy..."

With a bang! HP punched Zhixing in the head without hesitation. "If you are lazy, be lazy, don't make excuses!"

Lu Zhi felt his eyes twitching, what's going on...

After a long time of struggle, Lu Yong and his friends failed to catch the young master because the mourning hall was haunted. The mourning hall was haunted because the monks did not recite the mantra of rebirth in the mourning hall. The reason why the monks were lazy and did not recite the scriptures was because they all fell asleep.

The reason why the monks all fell asleep was because they put Mafei San on them. The reason why they put Mafei San on them was to let Lu Yong and the others catch the young master.

Well, one by one, one by one, it is very close. But if you explain this way, it means that all the two-pse incidents that happened tonight looked messy, but in fact, they can be explained clearly in four words, and you will suffer it yourself.

Lu Zhi lowered his head and coughed twice in a concealed manner. Damn, is he so embarrassed to say such a shameful thing?

"This, is it really the ghost of the head of the family who is blessing the young master?" This thought appeared in Lu Zhi's mind, and then, the thought was severely suppressed by him again, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Oh, by the way!" Lu Zhi looked around, "Didn't the young master always follow Master Puhui? Why didn't he come out?"

"Children are more sleepy." HP said lightly, "And the yin energy in the mourning hall is too heavy at night, so we usually don't let the junior brother come to the mourning hall at night. Not to mention..."

HP glanced at the dead bodies on the ground, "I don't think it's suitable for my junior brother to see this now."

"The master is so considerate about our young master." Lu Zhi said respectfully, "However, after all, such a strange thing happened in the West Cross Courtyard. Otherwise, the young master would have moved out of the West Courtyard. As for the ghosts and other things here, I will leave it to several masters. How about it?"

"It's good!" Zhixing replied indifferently, "then it's settled."

"Really?" Lu Zhi, who was originally holding a tentative purpose, did not expect things to go so smoothly. He immediately said, "Then I will go to the backyard and tell the eldest son and let them free up a room to accommodate the young son."

"No need to be so troublesome." Zhixing waved his hand, "Anyway, the room in Dalin Temple is ready-made. We can just take the junior brother back tomorrow."

As he said that, Zhixing looked at Lu Zhi with a smile, "What do you think, old manager?"

"Of course I have no objection to this, but Master, you know that my eldest son still has to make a decision on such a thing."

Zhixing laughed twice.

Just when Lu Zhi mentioned Wukong to these monks, he probably never dreamed that the young man in his mouth was less than ten meters away from him. That is, on the roof of the Xiqianyuan Mourning Hall, he was doing various finishing work seriously.

This so-called haunted plan for the mourning hall tonight was a large magic trick that Wukong and HP spent so long and rehearsing seventeen or eighteen times before they could barely determine. Among them, Wukong, as the technical director, took the special effects production, can be said to have worked hard.

Not to mention anything else, the so-called ghost fire carried Lu Yong to the sky, and then hanged Lu Yong at the entrance of the mourning hall before Lu Meng and his friends left the door, almost made Wukong feel worried. First of all, there must be ghost fire, and secondly, when the ghost fire appeared, Lu Yong was shocked, and threw a rope under the cover of ghost fire and put it on Lu Yong's neck.

Finally, and most importantly, as long as the rope is stuck, use something like a trencher to pull Lu Yong directly to his neck, causing the illusion of Lu Yong flying away. In this primitive society with underdeveloped technology, Wukong almost scratched his little bald head in order to create such a simple trencher-like thing.

Of course, the trencher was not done in the end, and the thing that strangled the person with his neck was easily solved by Zhixing with the help of a few bamboos planted outside the mourning hall window, which made Wukong speechless.

Of course, in addition to this local wire, ghost fire also makes Wukong a headache. If it is 1,500 years later, one can grab a piece of chemicals that can cause this effect. However, for the era of pure natural and pollution-free materials in such a time, the technical content of the ghost fire that appeared three times exceeded that of this era for hundreds of years.

Compared with these, those who have become larger and move back quietly with spiritual seats are just simple tricks. In other words, the visual deception caused by attracting people's attention is really nothing to be proud of at all.

Even in the Tang Dynasty, those artists who traveled around the world were clear about this.

You should know that in the Tang legend, the various large-scale magic performed by these artists who traveled around the world seemed to be similar to those of gods, not to mention that in this era there were various gods who had passed down various myths, such as Zhang Guo Lao Lu Dongbin, Ye Fashan Luo Gongyuan and others who entered the world.

As long as there is something that has nothing to do with the development of technology, Wukong said he really doesn’t have any Yape!

Now, the monks below came on stage like a lantern and all came to the mourning hall to hold Lu Zhi and others away, and then let Wukong free up his hands to put away all the clues left by their magic, such as the rope that dragged Lu Yong out, and various sets that confused Lu Yong and the others' eyes.

After putting away the last piece of rope left on the tree, Goku whistled easily, and everything was OK! From now on, Lu Yong was killed by a ghost. As long as he hid these clues in his hand, even if Conan Edogawa, the four-eyed ghost, came, he could only helplessly choose one of the two explanations: whether Lu Yong was strangled to death or hanged by a ghost.

"Uncle Zhi, what's going on now..." After Lu Zhi and the others came out of the mourning hall, Lu Meng winked at Lu Neng, immediately ran two steps forward and said to Lu Zhi with a embarrassed look, "What the eldest son explained has not been completed, how should we explain to the eldest son?"

"How to explain!" Lu Zhi glared at Lu Meng with anger. Although the matter was messed up because of a force majeure like a ghost, Lu Meng's timid look when facing a ghost really made him very unhappy. Of course, this damn haunted incident was because he had a nonsense like Ma Feisan for the monk. Can Lu Zhi not find a few people to take care of him?

"You guys messed up the matter. You can explain it to the eldest son later."

Seeing Lu Zhi's constipated expression, Lu Meng then waved to the back, signaling Lu Neng and the others to stand a little further, then looked left and right before whispering, "Uncle Zhi, in front of the eldest son, we have Uncle Zhi, you have great face. This time, Uncle Zhi, you must say good things for us. After all, you have bumped into a ghost, and it's not that we don't want to do things, right? Look, this..."

As he said that, Lu Meng had already taken out a small bag from his sleeve and quietly stuffed it to Lu Yong.

"What do you think of me as if you are? You want to bribe me with such unknown things?" Lu Zhi looked stern and didn't even look at Lu Meng, but his hand did not retract, but swayed gently on the spot.

"This is not a precious thing, it's just..." Lu Meng looked around and said to Lu Zhi in a low voice, "The last time I went to Jiangling, I got it from the hands of several old palace men from the Sui Dynasty. It was called trembling and sweet, which is the most powerful and exciting sexual interest. It is said that Emperor Yang Guang used this before, so that... Uncle Zhi, you know!"

"I said, don't use these unknown things to buy me." Lu Zhi replied with a stern face, then he skillfully took the small bag over his hand, and then flipped his wrist, the small bag quietly disappeared into his cuffs.

"But, you can't blame you all this time." Lu Zhi continued, "The eldest son will definitely be angry, but now the eldest son is still worried about the matter of the Jiangzhou City Guards, so the eldest son is naturally very happy that this matter has happened. If it fails, it won't really take your life. In addition, if I talk to you, you will only be beaten at most."

"Uncle Zhi..." Lu Meng said with a embarrassed look, "Can this not be beaten?"

"Since you call me uncle, it's not good for me not to do my best, right?" Lu Zhi waved his hand slightly, "Let me tell you a few words, for example, if the eldest son asks you about what happened yesterday, what should you say?"

"What do you say?" Lu Meng looked surprised, "Of course it's the truth. What do you say to Uncle Zhi and what do you say to the eldest son?"

"Silly!" Lu Zhi shouted in a low voice, "If you said in front of the eldest son that you were scared away by the ghost, and then Lu Yong killed him with a ghost, do you think the eldest son would let you go?"

"What should we say then?"

"You still have to think about it yourself." Lu Zhi was slow to understand, "I will just mention you. No matter what you say, you must be more prominent. It is not that you are too incompetent, but that the monk is too cunning. You are fighting bravely, and Lu Zhi is killing himself. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" Lu Meng nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, Uncle Zhi! It's all up to you, Uncle Zhi."

"After all, I have a responsibility for this matter, so I don't need to thank you." Lu Zhi waved his hand generously, "But remember, it's not okay to just shirking responsibility. At that time, you have to pat your chest in front of the eldest son to ensure that you can get this matter done, so that the eldest son can no longer hold you accountable for unfavorable things. Do you understand?"

"I understand, understand!"

"And," Lu Zhi continued, "I'll mention you again. The eldest son hopes that this matter will be done by October's death date."

"Uncle Zhi, don't worry!" Lu Meng slapped his chest, "I will tell the eldest son tomorrow. In two days, I will make some bloody willow branches and other things, and then go to the city guard to pull up dozens of people, and then at night... it's wrong, rush into the Xiqianyuan in the afternoon and destroy all the bald heads."

ps: From now on, Feng Chu has been pushing hard. In fact, to be honest, Feng Chuo originally planned to push hard again next month, but this week, Feng Chuo was originally considering taking the matter at hand for about ten days, and then taking the previous annual leave to Shanxi for the New Year.

But what should I say? Feng Chuan cannot say that Feng Chuan's editor-in-chief Brother Duncan is too diligent and responsible. However, in this way, all Feng Chuan's plans for the next week were disrupted. It is obvious that it is impossible to return to Shanxi. During the period of forced refusal, how could such a messy thing happen to Feng Chuan?

Since you can't go back, let's fight!

Well, the above is Feng Chuan's forced remarks. If someone thinks that the sensational remarks that should have been sent out alone are written and complained, Feng Chuan solemnly expresses that this is purely your illusion!

Finally, there is another chapter to update the list at 12:00 tonight or 0:00 tomorrow morning. If you haven’t slept at that time, remember to give a good review!
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