Nanshan Village is a small village under Changmen Town. A strange thing has happened recently:

A few young and strong guys in the village dreamed of rolling off the sheets with a charming woman in red at night. As a result, they became thinner and thinner, and one died in a few days!

There were fewer people who were rolling off the bed sheets. The woman in red, who was definitely inhuman, looked for supplements, and actually found the only son of the village chief of Nanshan Village.

Now the village chief of Nanshan Village can no longer care about his own affairs and stand up high. The next day, he found that Du Miao had not yet got up at noon. After asking about the reason, he hurriedly asked someone to come to find Uncle Jiu to save his son's life.

"Take guys with you and let's go to Nanshan Village now!"

Uncle Jiu is a zealous Taoist priest in ancient Taoism. He heard that there was a demon in trouble, so he didn't even ask about the price and then responded to the matter.

"Which one bring?" Wencai asked.

"Take both paper, pen and ink swords!" said Uncle Jiu.

"What?" Wencai asked again.

"Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, wooden sword!" Uncle Jiu said unhappily. After following him for so long, he had said this common sense many times, but he even asked, is it deliberately stupid to highlight my cleverness? But a famous teacher produces a good disciple. I am very embarrassed to be like this!

"By the way, bring the pointer with you, it may be a ghost monster!" Uncle Jiu said again.

Wencai went to prepare for the guy, and at this time Chen Qiusheng also wiped the oil on his eldest brother and ass, put on his clothes and walked out of the house.

"Does your body still hurt?" Uncle Jiu asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Master's active oil is really effective!" Chen Qiusheng flattered.

"If it doesn't hurt, then go and help!" Uncle Jiu said.

When Chen Qiusheng heard this, he panicked. He had heard the conversation between several people just now. He had only practiced punches and feet for a day, and had not achieved Taoism, so he had to face the terrifying ghosts he had seen several times in his ex's memory. He wanted to ask: "Can I say that my body still hurts?"

"Yes!" Chen Qiusheng had to bite his teeth and responded with a gritty response under Uncle Jiu's gaze.

……………………

The name of Nanshan Village is called "shan", so it is naturally a mountain village. To the south of the town, there are seven or eight miles away from Yizhuang, and there is only a steep mountain road connecting the outside world.

When the master and apprentice arrived at Nanshan Village with the servants sent by the village chief, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. At the entrance of the village, they saw a group of people waiting there anxiously.

One of those people was a bald uncle who was about fifty years old in silk and satin. A beautiful woman in her twenties dressed as a young woman in her cheongsam. Behind him were a few servants holding umbrellas and pots, and next to him were a few peasants with a look of delicacies.

"That's my master, the village chief Li of Nanshan Village!" The servant pointed to the bald middle-aged man wearing silk and satin, looking like a rich man.

In fact, it cannot be said that Village Chief Li is like a rich man, he should be said to be a rich man.

——At these days, low-level cadres such as village chiefs, security chiefs, and town chiefs are all responsible for landlords and old money. Even the local armed security teams are provided by these local tyrants to oppress honest farmers, urge rent, collect taxes, bully men, and dominate women.

"Uncle Jiu, you are here. You must be tired after leaving for so long, right? You saw that the meal was ready, so you went to my house for a tea and rest. I had already ordered someone to prepare wine and food..." Village Chief Li stepped forward anxiously and said, in fact, he wanted to say that he would go and see my son quickly and find a way to save him.

In the afternoon, Chen Qiusheng focused on drawing a talisman for an hour, played Baguazhang three times, danced four times of the sword technique to kill evil, and ran for seven or eight miles. Now he is tired and hungry, and he hopes that Uncle Jiu will agree to the reasonable request of the village chief.

"Don't rush to have a meal first. I'll go and see the dead. He has the deepest contact with the evil spirit. I hope to find some clues, and then go and see those who are entangled by the evil spirits to see if they are saved." Uncle Jiu said, he is really a kind-hearted person in ancient Taoism and a role model of Taoist priests.

"Let me do this, it's hard for Uncle Jiu to go back and forth. I'll let someone gather those people to the ancestral hall. As for the deceased, A San, take Uncle Jiu to see it, and then take Uncle Jiu to the ancestral hall." Li Village Chief said.

"Yes!" Asan was the servant who led the way, and replied respectfully. It seemed that he was born to run errands. He ran back and forth for 15 or 6 miles of mountain roads all afternoon. I wonder if there were any blood blisters on his feet?

"It's better!" After Uncle Jiu answered, he followed the servant to the deceased's house. Chen Qiusheng hurriedly followed. Before he walked away, he heard the village chief Li say, "Go back quickly and send your children to the ancestral hall. Uncle Jiu has real skills, and may be able to save his life."

When we arrived at the deceased's house, the family was dealing with the funeral. The two old men were sad. A young wife cried and an ignorant little baby ran around in front of the spirit. The scene was miserable and miserable, which made people feel sad.

Uncle Jiu stood up for a while and asked Ah San to go up to explain his purpose. After obtaining the consent of the deceased's family, he walked into the house and prepared for an autopsy.

"Master, you must avenge my Aaron except for that female ghost!" The two old men said sadly, their eyes red.

"If you find such an evil thing, be sure not to leave it!" Uncle Jiu said firmly.

Chen Qiusheng and Wencai were very self-aware and went forward to work together to open the thin coffin. Fortunately, they died less than a day before, and the odor was not very big, which made Chen Qiusheng breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking into the coffin, the master and apprentice saw a young man with a face as white as foundation and a thin, dry firewood lying in a mourning dress.

Uncle Jiu opened the eyelids of the deceased and took out the pointer needle, which is the compass that blessed the spell, and placed it on the deceased, without moving the pointer.

"Master, the deceased has been buried and everything has been washed away. The pointing needle cannot sense anything!" Wencai said.

"Too much!" Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai, put away the pointer, and Chen Qiusheng and Wencai quickly closed the coffin.

Uncle Jiu said to the family of the deceased: "Where did the deceased encounter this evil spirit? Please take us to see it!"

"It's in a small wooden house outside my banana forest!" said the young wife.

"I know where I will take the priests there; Uncle Li, Aunt Li, Along Sao, you can continue to handle Brother Along's funeral!" They are all fellow villagers in the village, and A San said enthusiastically.

……………………

The banana forest is a little far from the village. In the depression behind the mountains behind the village, a group of people climbed over the ridges and saw endless green and huge banana leaves, which stretched for more than ten miles, and the scenery was very beautiful.

"Wow, what a big banana forest, why are there so many banana trees and banana leaves inside?" Wen Cai sighed.

This person who has no brains doesn’t think about how many banana trees are called banana forests? How many banana trees are there?

Chen Qiusheng quickly distanced himself from Wencai. He didn't want people to know that he had a relationship with Wencai, the second young man - although the other two people present knew it.

"Ahem, this banana tree was planted by the villagers to feed the animals. Banana tree can be eaten and the roots and leaves can be used medicinal. Therefore, every family planted it, and over time, there are so many banana trees and banana leaves."

Asan coughed and cleverly covered Wencai's stupid words, Chen Qiusheng thought to himself that he was a sleek guy.

"Hey, banana leaves belong to the Yin. The banana leaves soaked with talisman water can open the eyes of the corpse, just like we use willow leaves to open the eyes of the sky." Uncle Jiu said to his two disciples, but he didn't forget to teach his disciples at work. He is really a good master, but it's a pity that the two disciples were not motivated at all!

After teaching his disciples, Uncle Jiu said again: "The banana leaves are thick and shaded, the mountain is not ventilated, and the yin energy is not dispersed, and it is not surprising that it is strange for a long time. The evil thing may have come from this banana forest. A San, is there a tomb in this banana forest?"
Chapter completed!