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Chapter Forty: The Soul of the Old Village Chief

Lang Shuoyang quickly took a few steps back and asked: "As a human being, you won't be afraid of Shensha. Are you already dead?"

Lang Yuanqing said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, I am your elder, you must not be rude."

Lang Shuoyang wanted to confirm it and said, "I'm sorry, godfather." He hit the sand and hit Lang Yuanqing's legs.

Lang Yuanqing flew up, straightened his body and flew back four to five meters, avoiding the sacred sand.

Lang Shuoyang almost burst into tears when he saw it: "Godfather, how did you die? You must be reluctant to let me go, so you came to see me even after you died!"

Lang Yuanqing laughed strangely: "Chacha... brat, you're not that stupid. Now that you've seen it, I'll tell you. I'm not your godfather. I'm the first village chief of Hushan Village. My name is Hu."

Tiangang, I died during the Republic of China, and now I am just borrowing my junior’s body to do some things."

Lang Shuoyang was shocked and asked: "What about my godfather's soul? Is it trapped by you?"

Hu Tiangang said: "Your godfather died of a sudden illness more than ten days ago. Fortunately, I borrowed his body when I returned to the village to take revenge. Otherwise, he would have rotted long ago. In this way, his soul would still think that he was not dead. From time to time, he would

Let me go out for a walk when I am careless. But he is my junior and has a very close blood relationship with me, so our souls will not exclude each other. I am afraid that if he knows that he is dead, it will delay my important events, so I wait for me

After finishing the work, I will naturally tell him the truth and let him reincarnate."

"That's nonsense!" This time it was Lang Shuoyang's turn to speak righteously, "Since you have been dead for so many years, you should be reincarnated. How can you still be stranded in the human world waiting to do things? The affairs of the human world have already been with you.

It has nothing to do with you, but you are still taking my godfather around! My godfather is very strong and strong, how can he die just because he wants to?" He said and threw a handful of sacred sand over.

Hu Tiangang dodged and laughed: "Silly boy, you are too ignorant. If I had been hostile to you father and son, I would have killed you as early as when you beat Zhang Xiaohu and went up the mountain in the middle of the night. I watched you beat

The ghosts of Zhang Dahu and his son know that your child has a righteous heart, so I came to you to help me this time."

Lang Shuoyang was shocked. How did he know about the ghost attack on Zhang Dahu and his son? But he didn't care much and said: "You don't want to talk to me. You can ask me to help you. You can ask my godfather to come and talk to me."

Say, I will only listen to him."

Hu Tiangang said: "In this case, I will let your godfather come out, but I am afraid that he will not be able to accept the fact that he is dead."

After Hu Tiangang finished speaking, his body swayed, and a shadow floated out from Lang Yuanqing's body. It was an old man wearing a shroud with a kind face. As soon as he left Lang Yuanqing's body, Lang Yuanqing staggered, and then glanced at Lang Shuoyang as if he had just woken up from a dream.

, scolded: "Little bastard, why did you bring me downstairs?"

Lang Shuoyang didn't know whether he was happy or sad, so he went over to support Lang Yuanqing and called out: "Godfather!" Tears welled up in his eyes.

"What are you doing? I'm not dead yet and you're going to cry in mourning?"

At this time, Hu Tiangang, who was standing next to him, said: "Yuan Qing, you are dead. It is normal for your godson to mourn for you."

Lang Yuanqing was shocked and glanced around: "Who? Who is talking?"

Hu Tiangang gradually emerged and stood in front of Lang Yuanqing. Lang Yuanqing squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and suddenly realized: "Is it my uncle?"

Hu Tiangang was also a little surprised: "You were only five or six years old when I died, and you still recognized me?"

Lang Yuanqing said: "I remember you. The black mark on your face is triangular. When you hugged me when I was little, I always picked your birthmark, so I won't forget it."

Hu Tiangang subconsciously touched the birthmark on his left cheek and said with a smile: "I am a ghost. Aren't you afraid when you see me?"

Lang Yuanqing said: "I often see ghosts in my dreams during this period. You are my relative. What should I be afraid of? Huo Zi's godmother has been here many times and wants to pick me up."

Hu Tiangang said: "Actually, you are already dead. It was my way of keeping your soul from leaving your body. I wanted to use your body to do some things. I came here with your memory. If your soul had left your body, your body would be gone."

It will become stiff and rotten quickly, so I brought you with me."

Lang Yuanqing stared at Hu Tiangang for a while, sighed and said: "Well, since my life is over, why should I love the world so hard? My wife always appears in my dreams, and I know that my time is running out. I just don't worry.

Fire kid, I'm afraid he won't have anyone to rely on."

Hu Tiangang shook his beard and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about this. I see that the child is very talented and has great abilities. He doesn't need you to take care of him anymore."

"Then I'm relieved. My wife always comes to see me. This time I can go down to see her. I just want to leave and give her a surprise!"

Hu Tiangang quickly stopped him: "Don't leave. Your body will rot if you leave. I am using embalming techniques to keep your body in order to do one thing. If you endure it for two days, let the fire child

After helping me with the matter, I will go back to Wangzupo, Hushan Village, with you."

Lang Yuanqing said: "I am anxious to see my wife, what should I do with you? You handle your own affairs, just let Huozi help you. He is not doing his job anyway."

Hu Tiangang said to Lang Shuoyang: "Look, I said I can't tell the truth. It's good to keep him confused. Once he understands it, his selfishness will come up."

Lang Shuoyang said: "Grandpa, you might as well tell me what you want to do. Maybe your godfather will stay and help you."

Hu Tiangang said: "Okay, I will tell you about the past now, but if you don't help me after listening to it, it will be unkind and you will be a relative in vain!"

Lang Yuanqing said: "Tell me, I want to see my wife. I am already very anxious. Last night she told me in a dream that her feet were cold. I also wanted to buy a pair of socks to burn for her."

Hu Tiangang said: "You should wait until I finish speaking before making a decision. This matter is also related to your Lang family. Haven't you heard your ancestors talk about treasures and the like?"

Lang Yuanqing nodded: "I have said it before, but I am naturally indifferent to fame and wealth, otherwise I would not have been a barefoot doctor in this valley for decades."

Hu Tiangang said: "It's true that your brother Yuan Ming is different from you. He has been enterprising since he was a child. He not only studied traditional Chinese medicine passed down by his ancestors, but also explored Western medicine. You can tell by looking at other people's houses that their achievements are definitely much better than yours.

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Lang Yuanqing was silent, looked back at the pile of paper money on the table, and told Lang Shuoyang: "Burn this for me later. Don't forget to make an offering to me during the holidays. Your father and I have been poor all our lives.

I haven’t saved anything for you. I’ll give you the house in my hometown. You can live in it if you want to go back, or sell it if you don’t want to live in it.”

Lang Shuoyang nodded in agreement and said, "When I go back and sell the house, I will give you paper money and burn it. You and your godmother will have an easier time there."
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