Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 41

"I'm Yang Jinshu."

"Brother Jinshu? Why can't I see you clearly?"

Yang Jinshu withdrew the magic spell, and moved the furnishings in the house a little bit. After a while, Zhu Xiaowu finally saw him, and quickly threw off the quilt and was about to pounce on him: "Brother Jinshu, I'm afraid!"

Yang Jinshu hid for a moment, fished him back to the bed, and asked, "What's the matter, Xiao Wu?"

Zhu Xiaowu retracted into the quilt again, and whispered: "There are ghosts in this town, scary ghosts, so scary!"

Yang Jinshu raised his eyebrows slightly, Zhu Xiaowu obviously couldn't see him, so why did he say that there are scary ghosts in the town?He slowed down his tone and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"When we stayed in the hotel today, we met a group of great monks. They said that there were evil spirits in the town who were killing them, and they told everyone not to go out at night."

So that's how it is...Yang Jinshu patted his quilt: "It's so late, why don't you sleep?"

Zhu Xiaowu whispered: "Mother is not here, I am afraid."

It turned out that I missed Mrs. Seven.

Yang Jinshu suddenly felt that he was a bit pitiful. After parting from mother and child, he wondered if Mrs. Seven was being bullied by the Zhu family.Yang Jinshu put the umbrella away, instead of letting the other three out, he let Zhu Xiaowu lie down and coaxed him to sleep.

Ruyi and his wife didn't notice their movements, and they slept very deeply.

Yang Jinshu went over to check and found that the couple hadn't been caught in a trap, it was indeed because they were too tired during this time and slept deeply.

He borrowed the paper and pen in the house to leave a book, asking them to stay in the inn for a few more days and leave as soon as possible after the weather cleared.

After doing this, he reopened the Shura Umbrella and sneaked into the Buddhist temple where the bell was ringing.

Futu Town is just a small town with few residents, but there are several Buddhist temples. He walked all the way and found that most of the houses on both sides were gathered in one place. Occasionally, some houses were scattered in the back, and they also planted vegetables all over the yard. Chickens, ducks, dogs.Because he believes in Buddhism, the incense in the town is very strong, which is completely different from the incense that pays homage to the dead, which makes him quite uncomfortable.

As they guessed, there are few evil spirits in this town, and even lonely ghosts rarely wander in the town.Yang Jinshu was used to the same kind wandering around at night, so he suddenly walked alone on the quiet night road, feeling uneasy.

Affected by this atmosphere, the three in the umbrella did not dare to speak rashly.

When passing a small stone bridge, Wan Niang whispered: "Jin Shu, have you seen the watchman?"

"No, I didn't hear the sound of the watch."

"How?"

When Yang Jinshu was reminded by her, she suddenly felt strange.Generally speaking, small towns, counties, and state capitals must have watchmen on time every night to remind everyone to be careful of candles, and state capitals will also have night guards.But this town of Futu unexpectedly didn't even see a watchman, could it be that something happened to the watchman?

He searched around, and finally found the watchman who had been dead for several hours in an inconspicuous alley. The corpse's eyes were wide open, and he still maintained a terrified expression.

"Scared to death." He said to his companion.

"Scared to death? What did you see that you shouldn't have seen?" Shi Tianning asked in the umbrella, "Jin Shu, can you cast a spell to see what he saw before he died?"

Because the watchman died without resting his eyes, some of the scene he saw before he died would remain in his protruding eyeballs. Yang Jinshu learned a spell from the magic stick, so he could see that scene.It's just that he is not good at learning, and can only see a little bit: "Let me try."

A white ray of light gathered in his palm, and swept across the watchman's eyes, and a scene flashed in his eyes: a female ghost in brocade clothes with long hair floating on the mountainside, when she turned her head and saw him, it flashed to In front of her eyes, the face covered with wounds was dripping with blood, and she couldn't see her features clearly. The female ghost opened her mouth to ask questions, revealing half of her scarlet tongue, hanging down long... The watchman was frightened to death like this.

When Yang Jinshu told them this, Wan Niang was surprised: "Female ghost?"

"The female ghost is full of resentment, this rainy day..." Shi Tianning asked, "Can't you see clearly?"

"I can't see clearly, my face...was destroyed."

"It's so miserable..." He Tang felt distressed, "It's pitiful enough to be killed, but to be disfigured!"

"No, she was hanged..." Yang Jinshu corrected, "He Tang, don't you think she resembles you after death?"

"...I just stuck out my tongue a lot when I first died, and it's much better now!" He Tang argued, "Besides, I haven't seen a hanged ghost other than me, how would I know?"

"It's not the same, He Tang hanged himself, and that female ghost should have been hanged to death by someone else." Wan Niang thought for a while and said, "Do you guess that the ringing of the bell in the Buddhist temple is related to this female ghost?"

He Tang: "Very likely! Shall we go up and have a look?"

Yang Jinshu always felt that the female ghost in his mind... seemed familiar.But her face was full of stab wounds, and she couldn't see clearly. Because of this inexplicable suspicion, Yang Jinshu took the initiative and said, "Let's go to the Buddhist temple to have a look."

The mountain is not high, and devout people have raised money to build the steps. Yang Jinshu flew up the steps and came outside the Buddhist temple.This Buddhist temple is called Puyin Temple, and its scale is larger than several other Buddhist temples, but it is incomparable with the big Buddhist temples in other places.Yang Jinshu circled around the outside of the Buddhist temple, and found that although the inside was filled with Buddha light, there was a hint of ghostly aura oozing out.Could it be that ghosts really broke in?

Yang Jinshu didn't dare to act rashly, he took out magic weapons from his sleeve for a long time, and used all available ones, just in case he accidentally fell into a trap.After confirming that he would not be found for a while and could escape quickly, he carefully walked through the wall of Puyin Temple and entered the temple.

It was supposed to be a time for ordinary people to rest, but Puyin Temple was lit with lights everywhere, which was very bright.There are some traces of ghost hunting in the temple, and the place where the big bell is hung is higher, but there is no sound at this time.After a while, Wan Niang said: "There seems to be movement in the temple."

They collected their minds and listened carefully, and they heard a faint quarrel coming from a large hall.

Yang Jinshu couldn't hear clearly, so he could only listen as close as possible.

"He was caught again, but what about next time?"

"People in the temple will be fine if they have nothing to do."

"That female ghost is clearly here to make trouble!"

"Don't lie!"

Who was taken back?What is the relationship between the female ghost and the Buddhist temple?Yang Jinshu squinted his eyes, and suddenly saw the female ghost coming from outside, walking straight towards the main hall, as if she was completely unaffected by the pure place of Buddhism.

"What a resentment this must be..." Shi Tianning sighed.

There was a panicked cry in the hall: "Who is it?!"

"Female ghost?!"

"Damn, it's you again!"

Yang Jinshu quietly approached and looked outside the door, but saw a group of monks with their backs to the Buddha statue, looking at the female ghost who had just entered the door as if facing a formidable enemy, their faces were extremely ugly, but they did not strike easily.

And the female ghost was dressed in lotus root pink embroidered clothes, with long hair hanging down to her waist, standing with her back to him.Suddenly the female ghost knelt down and kowtowed to the monks, crying: "Master, please save my child!"

this sound...

Yang Jinshu was dumbfounded.

He Tang called out for him: "Madam Seven?!"

"Who is outside the hall?!" a monk shouted.

Yang Jinshu had no choice but to enter the main hall with an umbrella, but he began to feel dizzy as soon as he entered the door. The majestic statues of Buddha and Arhat in the main hall made him very uncomfortable. I really don't know how the seventh lady could bear it?

"I am passing by a wild ghost here, there is no malice, I hope all masters will be sympathetic."

Seventh Madam heard his voice, looked up at him, and said in surprise, "My lord...is it you?"

Yang Jinshu hurriedly saluted her: "Madam Seven is polite, it's been a few months since Zhu's last farewell, how could you... be like this?"

Seventh Madam ignored his question, rushed over and hugged his leg, crying and asked, "My lord, where is my Zishan?"

When she cried, blood flowed from her face, which was extremely terrifying, Yang Jinshu hurriedly said: "Zi Shan is fine, he has recovered his sanity, Seventh Madam please get up quickly."

"Zishan... is it alright?" Seventh Madam stared at him blankly, unwilling to believe it.

"Yes."

"You are talking nonsense!" Seventh Madam suddenly became furious, and raised her hand, intending to tear him to pieces.

Before Yang Jinshu could make a move, a monk at the side flicked the beads in his hand, beat Mrs. Seven to the door, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.The monk took back the bracelet and said solemnly: "Amitabha, female benefactor, you dare to kill in my Buddhist gate, you are presumptuous!"

Seventh Madam got up from the ground, and stared at Yang Jinshu gloomily: "He lied to me... My child is obviously dead, how dare he lie to me!"

Yang Jinshu was at a loss, and quickly explained: "Madam Seven, I didn't lie to you, Xiao Wu... Zishan is really fine, and he happens to be staying in Futu Town right now. If you don't believe me, you can go and see a movie with us." look."

"Is this true?"

"really."

Seventh Madam looked at him suspiciously, her eyes full of vigilance and scrutiny.

The monk who just came to help said to Yang Jinshu: "Master, do you know this female benefactor?"

Yang Jinshu nodded: "There are some origins."

"Oh?"

Seeing the suspicion in his eyes, Yang Jinshu had no choice but to briefly explain how they rescued Zhu Xiaowu rashly after encountering ghosts in Zhu's mansion.The monks didn't expect such twists and turns in the past, and they immediately felt a little more sympathy for the Seventh Madam.

"It's just that we left Zhu's mansion too hastily. I don't know what happened to the Seventh Madam. How... how could I be reduced to such a situation?" Yang Jinshu looked at the injuries all over her body and face, and couldn't bear it, "Seventh Madam, you... ...will you tell us why?"

Seventh Madam heard him talk about bringing Zhu Xiaowu to the Qinglian Monastery for help, she let go of her hanging heart, collapsed on the ground and cried, "My Zishan...my Zishan is fine..."

The state of her death was so miserable that a monk couldn't stand it any longer, so he came forward and cast a spell, and the Seventh Lady returned to her beautiful appearance. At this time, her face was miserable, and I felt pity for it.

Everyone didn't expect that this miserable female ghost was actually a beauty, they were stunned for a moment, and the resentment in their hearts dissipated a bit.

The Seventh Madam didn't notice this, she covered her face and cried, "It's good that Zishan is fine, I feel at ease. But the Zhu family...the villains of the Zhu family, I will definitely smash them to pieces!"

She spoke the last sentence harshly and brightly, with a cold light in her eyes, she really hated it to the bone.

He Tang finally couldn't help it, jumped out of the umbrella, and said anxiously: "Qiniang, tell me quickly, what did the Zhu family do to you?!"

Mrs. Seven was taken aback by the sudden appearance of He Tang. After seeing his face clearly, her eyes turned red: "He Tang...it's really you... Qiniang, Qiniang, thank you for saving Zishan!"

Then he knelt down to kowtow.

He Tang hurriedly stopped her: "Oh, Qiniang, why are you being polite to me! Get down to business first! Did my bastard mother play tricks on you again? Or did that big witch send someone to torture you?"