"Isn't this nonsense?"
Wang Chuan became a little angry.
"Besides, this happened twenty years ago."
The middle-aged man said with a smile: "At that time, the village chief issued a silence order, and no one in the village was allowed to mention this matter again.
Anyone who mentioned it would be arrested and put in jail.
So I gradually forgot about it.
It has been twenty years now.
People under the age of twenty-five basically don’t know about it, and many of the people who know about it have passed away.”
The middle-aged man scratched his forehead, and then said: "But then something strange happened.
After the bodies of the seven members of Sun Zheng's family were sent to the funeral parlor, they were not burned on the same day because of the autopsy.
But When the next day passed, they found that their bodies were gone.”
"How could this happen?"
I gasped, "It's really evil."
"Yeah, it's quite evil.
The police couldn't find it no matter how hard they searched.
Sun Zheng's mother laughed at that time and said that they would come back to seek revenge on us and that they would bring the whole village to be buried with them.
The whole village was afraid.
They came back to take revenge, so they were all on tenterhooks for a while.
They also specially invited Taoist priests to come to the village to take charge of the village for three years.
Within three years, I was afraid that The fear slowly dissipated."
The middle-aged man said, "But who knew that a few days ago, there was a sound under the tree.
Everyone thought it was someone who was playing a prank, so they went to check, but there was no one at all.
Then they remembered.
When this happened ten years ago, it was believed that Sun Zheng’s soul was trapped in the tree, and that the sounds were made by Sun Zheng’s family.”
"There's something weird about this."
Yue Lan frowned slightly, and asked the middle-aged man: "Is there anything else?"
"No, that's all I know.
I hope the two Taoists can handle this matter and restore peace to our village."
The middle-aged man saluted Wang Jian and Peng Long.
"We will do our best, don't worry."
After Wang Jian said that, we left the village and returned to the community to catch up on our sleep.
That night, we left Wang Chuan and the other four at home.
This time we brought Wang Yue, Guo Chunping, Yu Hongze, and Jiang Lin with us.
The method of this experiment was to let these four people sleep next to the big tree, but when these people came out, they were so excited that they stayed up until one o'clock in the morning before they all fell asleep.
After going to bed, the four of them actually slept in the same place.
None of them went to kneel down and worship the big tree.
This confused us.
However, the four of them were asleep and couldn't be woken up at all.
They were the same as Wang Chuan and Qian Qian.
Exactly the same.
Just when we thought we were going to fail, at two o'clock in the morning, several people came one after another from the village.
These people were men and women, old and young.
There were eight people in total.
All eight people were kneeling under the big tree. , speaking plausibly, we had heard the Confessions Sutra during the day, so we carefully identified it, and it turned out to be the Confessions Sutra.
Yuelan and I looked at each other, and then the two of us rushed towards the middle-aged man's house and knocked on his door.
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"Who are you, knocking on the door at night, trying to scare people to death?"
the middle-aged man yelled.
"It's us, uncle, we are Taoist priests and we came here during the day."
I announced my home address so that he would not be afraid.
After opening the door with a creak, I saw that the middle-aged man was very scared and his face was pale and pale.
He said, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"
"Uncle, is there still the sound of chanting sutras now?"
I couldn't wait to ask.
"Yes, and there are eight voices here, some male and female, some old and some young.
Come in and listen for yourselves."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he let us in.
We entered their house.
As soon as we entered the living room, we heard the sound of chanting sutras echoing in the living room.
Sure enough, it was exactly the same as that of the eight people under the tree.
Now Yuelan and I were at our wits end.
"We understand, you continue, we will go out and deal with it."
We listened for a while, several times, and then left his house.
After returning to the big tree, the group of people were still kneeling there, repenting and chanting sutras.
Yuelan and I didn't know what to do.
I could only stand there and worry.
Fortunately, none of these people's lives were in danger.
I took out a cigarette and lit it.
I walked to the edge of the big tree and said to Yuelan: "How about I come here?"
Make a cut on the tree and see if it bleeds."
"Don't mess around.
If it happens as the middle-aged man said, someone will die."
Yue Lan quickly stopped me.
"Just a little bit, or pick it with your fingernail."
I said.
"Here."
Yuelan hesitated a little, and said, "If you want to pick it, I'll do it, not you."
"I'm a zombie, I'm immortal, you have to understand this."
I firmly disagreed and insisted.
"Did you forget to give you the golden elixir?
Is that zombie already dead?"
Yue Lan asked me.
I frowned slightly, but the zombie was still dead.
Yuelan said, "I am the immortal."
"Yeah, I'm not dead."
I looked at Yuelan in surprise.
She stretched out her nails and gently dug at the tree trunk, scratching a little bit of the skin.
Sure enough, a drop of red juice came out of the hole.
Yuelan was shocked and quickly took out a tissue to hold it down.
She looked at me with a pale face and said, "I got into trouble."
My heart was pounding, and I wanted to slap myself in the mouth.
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This curiosity kills people.
If I weren't curious, I wouldn't let Yuelan pick the bark of the tree.
It's bleeding now.
If it's like the middle-aged man said, It would be terrible if retribution falls on Yue Lan.
"Ah" suddenly a scream came from the middle-aged man's house, and we recognized it as the middle-aged man's voice.
We rushed over.
Oh my god, this is killing people.
Without knocking, he just kicked the door in and saw the middle-aged man slumped on the ground, covering his face with his hands.
There was blood in the gaps between his fingers.
When he saw us, he shouted: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost."
"Two great immortals, please help me."
"Don't be afraid, what happened?"
I quickly took out the Taoist Talisman from my pocket and handed him one.
I took it out of Wang Jian's pocket last night.
I don't know what it is for.
Anyway, it's just for him.
His heart calmed down.
As expected, when he saw the Dao Talisman, he held it in his hand like a life-saving straw.
He said: "Give me two more, and I will give them to my wife and children."
I handed him two more.
After he took them, he rushed into the room and handed one to his wife and children who were shivering under the quilt.
When his wife and children saw the Tao Talisman, they immediately calmed down a lot.
We were even more relieved.
Only then did I see that a piece of skin the size of a fingernail was missing from his face.
It was exactly the same size as the piece Yuelan had removed, and even the shape was the same.
Yuelan and I looked at each other, both of us feeling very uneasy.
Fortunately, no one was killed, just a piece of skin was broken and some blood was shed.
"There was a ghost scratching me just now.
I didn't see anything, but something scratched my face.
Look at my face, a piece of skin was picked off."
The middle-aged man said in horror
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