Sensing that the back of his head was flashed slightly, Liao Ji quickly turned around, bowed his head and bowed to the person in red standing behind him.

"Please let me go. I have seventy-year-old father above me and three-year-old child below me to be hungry. You can save my life for the sake of me, a poor man."

While bowing, Liao Ji started to make up an excuse to beg for mercy.

"What do you think of the old Taoist as? Is it a robber who kills and robs or a fierce spirit who seduces people's souls?"

Seeing Liao Ji's actions and his ridiculous remarks, the old man in red, who claimed to be an experienced Taoist, reached out and flicked the other party's forehead with his finger, but his shot did not work hard this time.

After being bounced a little this time, and with the remarks of the old Taoist in red, Liao Ji, who was already so scared that he was wet with his crotch, finally recovered.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the person standing in front of him.

The person standing in front of him was a gray-haired old man who looked about sixty years old. The old man was thin and wearing a big red loose Taoist robe with his hands on his back.

His face, which has been through vicissitudes, was covered with deep wrinkles, but the old man's eyes were extremely dazzling, which made him look not only brilliant, but when he looked closely, he also felt a bit mysterious like a paradise.

After looking up and seeing the old man in red robe standing in front of him, Liao Ji staggered and took a few steps back, stood up from the ground, and said in a terrifying tone: "There is a shadow, it turns out you are not..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning in his words was already obvious. It was obvious that he regarded the old Taoist priest as a ghost.

"You silly, even if you are really ghostly and evil, how dare you show up in this blue sky and white sun?"

The old Taoist priest stared at Liao Ji who was standing up and down, then raised his hand and slapped his nose, and then said, "Look at you, the old man, why are you so timid?"

Hearing the old Taoist priest's words, Liao Ji then realized that he had just encountered a ghostly and evil thing, so he was frightened and could not help but lose the Xiaguan and wet his crotch.

A breeze blew by, spreading the strange smell on his body. The unpleasant smell penetrated into his nose, making him want to find a crack in the ground to drill in.

After looking at each other, the old Taoist priest in red asked again: "Do you want to buy a coffin when you go to my place?"

"No, I'm going to find someone."

"Look for someone?"

"Yes, I want to find a Taoist priest named Wang, he..."

In this way, Liao Ji briefly explained the purpose of his arrival.

After saying that, he carefully looked at the old Taoist priest in red and thought that the senior Wang mentioned by Taoist Wu should be this person, because the old Taoist priest now gives him a masterful feeling in terms of appearance and temperament.

"What do you mean is that the little Taoist priest Wu Liang from Guobei County asked you to come to find me?"

Taoist Wu's surname is Wu Liang, and it is almost well-known in Guobei County. Therefore, after Dao Wang asked this, Liao Ji nodded quickly.

"Tell me, what happened in your town? Even Wu Liang was helpless."

While speaking, Old Dao Wang carried his hands on his back and walked briskly towards the direction of the coffin shop. Seeing this, Liao Ji hurriedly followed.

While walking and talking, when the two returned to the coffin shop, Liao Ji had already told him what he knew, from digging out the sarcophagus, to the death of the old mayor, to the tragic incident of Lu Yinmao's family, and then asked Wu Liang and Wu Liang's experience this morning.

Standing at the door of the coffin shop for a moment, Old Dao Wang stared at Liao Ji with an anxious face and took a closer look. From the moment he met him just now, his expression, tone and other aspects, Old Dao Wang believed that such a miserable person would not have any false words.

Without hesitating too much, Old Dao Wang spoke, "You can wait here."

After saying that, the old Taoist priest walked into the coffin shop, walked around the hall where the wooden coffin was placed, and went to the backyard.

After hearing the old Taoist priest's words, Liao Ji breathed a sigh of relief because the other party's meaning was already very obvious.

Immediately, standing outside the gate, he looked around and then walked towards a stream not far from the right side of the shop.

By the stream, he took off his wet crotch and washed it. After removing the strange smell, he twisted it hard until the water couldn't be released before he was put back on his body.

When Liao Ji did all this and returned to the door of the coffin shop, Old Dao Wang, dressed in red, happened to walk out of the shop.

Unlike just now, the old Taoist Wang who came out was not empty-handed. At this time, there was a red Qiankun bag of the same color as the Taoist robe.

In this way, Liao Ji hired a carriage in the city and took Old Dao Wang to Weinan Town.

The distance of more than 200 miles was not close. Since it took nearly an hour to find Mr. Wang in the city, the time they arrived in Weinan Town was almost at the Xu hour after nightfall.

...

In Weinan Town, outside the Chen family house at the end of East Street, Chen Jin was sitting on a small wooden stool, looking up at the sun that was about to go down the mountain, and his heart was a little panic mixed in.

Originally, he was planning to leave the town today, but after talking to Taoist Wu during the day, he could hear from the other party's words that Old Taoist Wang in Gusu City was a very experienced character.

Therefore, after several hesitation, he stayed because if he really wanted to escape, he would be a homeless person from then on.

Although the house is a little dilapidated, at least it doesn't have to be left on the street.

In this way, under Chen Jin's gaze, the sun disappeared in the sky, and it was time to night.

"Little kid, come in."

Taoist Wu inside the house suddenly shouted, and Chen Jin outside the house heard the sound and hurried into the house.

"You woke up Master Wu."

"Wake up, haven't the person I asked you to invite yet?"

"Liao Ji in the town rode a fast horse to Gusu City early in the morning, but he has not come back now."

Hearing Chen Jin's words, Taoist Wu's already pale face became more and more ugly. He stared outside the house for a few glances, then crawled down from the wooden bed in the main room while coughing.

Seeing this, Chen Jin, who was standing beside him, did not go forward to help him, because the evil spirit entered his body was too cold and cold. Although he did not come forward, he still asked: "Master Wu, do you want to go to the toilet?"

When Daoshi Wu heard this, he just shook his head and did not respond to Chen Jin. He only saw him walk to a wooden table in the main hall, pick up his Qiankun bag, and reach out to flip through it.

After searching for a while, four small yellow flags, a small yellow cloth bag and a bundle of thin red ropes were taken out from it.

After taking out these things, Taoist Wu slowly moved to the southeast corner of the hall.

Seeing this kind of stance, Chen Jin did not speak up, but watched silently from the side, because judging from the current state of Taoist Wu, he obviously did not want anyone to disturb him.
Chapter completed!