Lu Fei whispered to me: "I'll use the Nine-Character Mantra." Because no spell is easy to use on heavy rainy days, especially the use of talismans, which is the most troublesome. The Nine-Character Mantra is the most suitable in this case, but a crime is not worth consuming energy, right?

I grabbed him and said, "No, I'll cover the grave with red cloth and completely stuff the evil spirits inside."

"That's too dangerous, maybe it will hurt your body." Lu Fei shouted.

Heavy rains are beneficial to the pervasive ghost energy, not to mention that the grave is a ghost's nest, which is equivalent to ripping ground on the Tai Sui head. Without the protection of the spell, an ordinary ghost can kill you.

Don't worry about this. I have the knowledge of using blood talismans in the ghost tears. When I go to the grave, I draw Taoist talismans in the water on the ground first, so I don't believe that the lamb will not eat wheat green. I ran over and ran over. Before I even arrived at the grave, I saw Mr. Luo jumping and asking who covered the red cloth on the eaves. He asked someone to pick it off quickly, saying that there would be a blood disaster for the red cloth to cover the eaves of the temple. He was bitten by the fool, and the blood was flowing everywhere. It was the trouble of this red cloth.

Not to mention that this bastard was really confused this time, a few people immediately took the ladder to lift the red cloth.

When I saw it, I hurriedly stopped and shouted at them, "Can't reveal it!"

Mr. Luo immediately saw that it was me. This bastard knew that I was worth it and said that it would never be revealed. So he changed his words and said, "Don't move first..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man above was quick to pull off the red cloth.

The eaves are like a waterfall, and a water column flows down, which is very strange!

This water column just fell on the child's face, "Wow..." The child suddenly made a heart-wrenching cry. I thought to myself, oh, this child looks less than one year old, his qi and meridians are too weak, and he is invaded by ghost energy. Even if he is driven away in time, he may have sequelae.

In an instant, the child's face turned black, as if it was covered with ink. The woman was so scared that she shouted at Mr. Luo: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong with the child?"

"Get out of there quickly." Mr. Luo was shocked. Although he was a little liar, he knew some tricks. Even laymen could see that the child must have been possessed by evil spirits.

The woman hurriedly ran out from under the eaves with her child in her arms, but the heavy rain poured into the child's mouth and nose, which made the child cough. Mr. Luo quickly took off his shirt and helped the child cover the rain.

The silly boy there was nothing wrong, looking at Mr. Luo stupidly, looking at him with a confused look on his face.

I bit my finger and quickly drew a talisman in the puddle on the ground. At this time, Lu Fei and Wang Zijun came to help. We pulled a few pieces of red cloth off the bamboo pole and covered the grave tightly. The "waterfall" on the eaves immediately slowed down and turned into a string of water droplets.

The evil spirit was blocked back to the grave, but I still couldn't save the child. I regretted that I should have covered the grave long ago, but I didn't expect that Mr. Luo would let someone take off the red cloth and cause this trouble.

The rain came and went quickly, and now it stopped. The three of us walked to the temple gate. Mr. Luo looked at me gritting his teeth. Why, he hated me for this matter, right? He was about to teach him a lesson, but this bastard fell to the rain and cried in vain: "Mr. Xi, please save my son!"

We were stunned. It turned out that this child was his son. Is it really not that the family didn't enter the family? Judging from his wife's virtue, he really didn't get married. This bastard knew how much he was. Those tricks of deceit can't save his child, so he put his face down and begged me.

Wang Zijun snorted and said, "Ah, Mr. Luo is so capable, he still needs to beg us Mr. Xi?"

This bastard's face turned red when he was ridiculed, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at us. Lu Fei pointed his eyes at me, which meant that it was too pleasant to not agree, and he would be embarrassed and completely convinced.

I thought to myself that Mr. Luo is considered a celebrity in the ten-mile village. Today, he knelt down in front of me. If he makes things difficult for him, the villagers may not be able to see him. So he reached out and helped him up and said, "This matter is a bit difficult. I will do my best to find a way to cure the child."

"Thank you, thank you." Mr. Luo thanked him with gratitude. Now he looks as obedient as his grandson.

I looked up at the people around me and were pointing at us in a verbal way. It seemed that I couldn't even think about how could Mr. Luo be so capable that he would kowtow to me for help? But among these people, there were many old men and women from Shangcheng Town, who explained to them.

"Oh, don't underestimate him. He has a great ability. He specializes in catching ghosts and eliminating monsters..."

"Is that true? There are people here who are more capable than Mr. Luo. They are so young and promising!"

Damn, Mr. Luo is a bird. Is there anyone better than him worth making a fuss? For a moment, everyone treated me as a god and was talking about it. Maybe someone would ask me to sign it later. Let’s say: “Fengzai, Fengzai, I love you…”

I'd better flash.

So he took Mr. Luo and his wife to Shuiliuzhuang Village. His home was built in a grand manner, with two stone lions squatting on both sides, a wide courtyard and five large tiled houses. This was very good in the rural areas. After Mr. Luo's wife knew that we were the "true gods", she turned around 180 degrees and made tea and poured water for us. She was very enthusiastic.

Mr. Luo hugged the crying child and asked his wife to buy some wine and food, but I immediately refused. We were in no mood to eat and drink in this way, and we didn't care about his meal.

"Mr. Xi, look at this child..."

"It's easy to handle the child's affairs, but it's difficult to handle it," I sighed.

"What's the point?" Mr. Luo asked nervously.

I deliberately kept it a secret and said, "Mr. Luo has eaten Mr. Yin and Yang's meal for so many years, but haven't seen what's going on?"

The bastard said in shame, "I'm going to tell you, I'm a fool. When I was young, I learned some Feng Shui from Lao Huai in Xiping Village. Later, he wanted to teach me to collect ghosts, but I almost scared me to death, so I didn't dare to learn from him anymore. From now on, I'll come out to cheat some money and spend it myself."

Oh, he turned out to be Lao Huai's apprentice, and a mouse in a nest is not a good thing.

Seeing that he had shaken the truth, there was no need to continue playing, I told him: "The tomb in the west of the temple is the key. Move it, reshape the statue in the temple, do the forty-nine-day ritual, and then use the tears of immortals on the statue to give the child a drink, and that will be fine."

Mr. Luo scratched his head and asked, "Why did that grave hit Yang Xian?"

Lu Fei said in anger: "So much nonsense, just do whatever you ask you to do."

"Okay, okay." He asked with a frown again: "What's going on with that immortal tears?"
Chapter completed!