Zheng Lang was sleeping when he was shouted by the head of the elderly household with a few villagers.

Rubbing his eyes, anyone who was woken up at this time would not be very pleasant, with a blue face, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The head of the household said apologetically: "Zheng Zhizhou, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but our village is haunted." ”

"Haunted?" Zheng Lang immediately came to his senses, and several students also opened their eyes wide, with a strange expression. Following the teacher, he learned Confucianism, not Shi Lao, and was very surprised to hear this.

Don't say you believe it, don't say you don't believe it, Zheng Lang said: "I'll take a look." ”

When he returned to the village, Ding's wife knelt down and said, "Zhizhou, you want to be the master of my family's officials, he is crying out for injustice." ”

Wronged you!

If you can shout injustice, you will be able to prove that you are alive, what injustice is there? said: "Don't worry, take your time and tell you what happened." ”

The villagers will tell you what happened.

Zheng Lang didn't believe it, scratched his head and asked, "Did you hear it wrong?" ”

"No, it won't."

One person heard it wrong, how can so many people hear it wrong?

Zheng Lang opened his eyes and thought in his heart, this is weird. And he said, "Come with me and have a look." ”

Zhizhou took the lead in the front, and the villagers had the courage to follow.

The location of the spiritual shed is not very good, just under the locust tree, which makes people feel a sense of gloom. Two mourning lanterns were blown in the night breeze, and kept beating on the grass shed. The scene is a bit terrifying, if you stay here alone, you will be afraid after all.

Then he asked, "Did you hear me wrong?" ”

Now there are a lot of haunted things, there are various reasons, there are still fewer people, not like later, there are people everywhere, even if the population of the Song Dynasty is very dense, it is far from reaching the population density of the later period. Therefore, when walking at night, it is easy to feel a little lonely.

There are also problems with understanding, what likes to talk about ghosts and gods. When I came to Taipingzhou, I heard a joke that a carpenter was late when he returned from work, and saw a tall figure on the road silently stopping in front, and he was scared into a cold sweat and shouted: "Who? ”

The black shadow was silent, but the two big sleeves kept fluttering, faintly approaching him. The carpenter peed in his crotch, then turned around and ran. As a result, I went back the next day, and when I looked at it, it turned out to be a very large scarecrow.

This is known, and there are some animals that are infested, or other factors do not know the reason, and the ghosts make trouble.

Some special environments, such as this one, are prone to hallucinations and hauntings.

But everyone shook their heads together.

Could it be suspended animation?

Again, medicine is underdeveloped, some people are in shock, but after the doctor diagnoses it, it is death, and it is placed in the coffin, and as a result, the person wakes up, slaps in the coffin, and makes a sound. When encountering such a situation, most of them are buried alive or burned to death. Almost none of them were able to open the lid of the coffin and rescue the person again.

He asked, "Is anyone dead?" ”

"Dead?" Strange question.

I couldn't say clearly, Zheng Lang said directly: "Open the coffin lid." ”

"Zhizhou, let's fight tomorrow." His face changed. Even if it is a grievance, it will also be afraid.

Zheng Lang had no choice, he didn't dare to fight, so open it himself. Reaching out and pushing the lid of the coffin open, where was the fake death, the whole body was swollen, and there was a faint smell. Cover your nose and close the lid of the coffin. Said: "You say it is haunted, why did the official open the coffin and everything is normal?" ”

He said, "It's past the time." ”

Is this also important? Zheng Lang said helplessly: "Okay, tomorrow night, the official will come in person." ”

Don't be haunted, I'm going to sleep.

But what happened, the villagers were panicked, which one dared to keep the spirit? I had to order the officials to take turns on duty, and said to the resentment: "I will check it again tomorrow." ”

He said with a pale face: "Zhizhou, let the little one test, can you match a monk, or the Taoist chief to come and do a dharma." ”

Not only is it haunted, but it is also going to be a ritual? In desperation, the general environment is like this, Zheng Lang had no choice but to agree.

The next morning, when he came to the village again, it was haunted, which did not match his usual ideology, and he did not sleep well, and Zheng Lang looked a little tired. The people in the village did not sleep well, if it is a bandit or robber, everyone may not be afraid, it is a person, more will run, less to deal with together, ghosts are invisible things, how to prevent it?

Some women knelt at the entrance of the village and burned incense, muttering words in their mouths. There are also people who invite the great god to jump at the entrance of the village.

Regardless of this, Zheng Lang continued to interrogate clues.

However, as yesterday, no clues were found.

How to investigate this case?

Even if someone is pushed alive into the water and drowned, there will be a fight, and there will be some body marks, but you can't find it at all. Or if you have other clues, you don't. I had to do another coffin autopsy, and in the afternoon, I invited the Qingxu Taoist of Baiyun Temple from Taipingzhou City to do a ritual, and muttered and prayed again, and then reopened the coffin for autopsy.

The weather gradually cooled down, but after a day, the smell worsened.

Zheng Lang was afraid of being careless, so he covered his nose and followed, endured the nausea, looked at the resentment for a long time, and even untied the shroud and looked at it one by one. Still nothing is visible. Wang Xianling also rushed over when he heard the news, and asked suspiciously: "Zheng Zhizhou, the lower officials heard that Dingjiazhuang was haunted yesterday?" ”

"I don't know, the villagers all say that, saying that there are voices in the coffin, and there are ghosts floating in the sky above the mourning shed. When I heard about it, I came over and opened the lid of the coffin myself, and nothing happened. Everyone has said that it is time. I'll have to come back tonight. ”

"Zhizhou, be careful." Wang Xianling said.

He is a Confucian student, he is not superstitious about ghosts and gods, but he is not repulsive, he is not afraid of 10,000, he is afraid of what happens, he is not clear about this thing.

"It's okay, the master said, don't mess with the gods, if Ding Saburo was murdered by someone, and the ghost is not convinced, the official just asked him, who plotted to kill him, why did he murder him, and how did he murder him."

Ask the ghost about the case?

Wang Xianling wiped the sweat from his forehead.

However, for this case, he had no clue for several days, so Zheng Lang had no choice but to do so.

The autopsy still had no results, Zheng Lang and Wang Xianling had a breakfast and dinner, entered the ship to sleep, and went to "ask ghosts" at night.

It was getting dark quickly.

Approaching midnight, Zheng Lang asked Wang Anshi to wake up, and the four teenagers were afraid and strange about this matter. Zheng Lang said: "If you are afraid, stay on the boat." ”

"We're not afraid."

"Okay, you guys get a little farther away." Zheng Lang commanded cautiously.

When they came to the entrance of the village, every family did not sleep, and all of them lit oil lamps, at least they saw the light, which made them feel at ease.

Seeing Zheng Lang arrive with the officials, many people came out. Although afraid, curiosity is common to all.

The official carried two lanterns and led everyone to the front of the dirt slope at the entrance of the West Village.

The two officials were on duty, they were also afraid, they were fifty meters away from the spirit shed, and the two of them stood not far from the path at the entrance of the village, and if there was any situation, they could immediately flee to the village. Zheng Lang gave an order to the four teenagers, let them stay with the villagers, and brought the officials, as well as the head of the old household, as well as the head of the Qingxu Dao and his apprentices, to the front of the spirit shed.

There's something wrong with that.

It was not one person or two people who heard the abnormal sound, it was more than a dozen, so Zheng Lang respectfully put on the three pillars of incense, Qingxu Dao Chang held a peach wood sword in his hand, and a talisman in the other hand, he was afraid that it would not work, and let his apprentice hold a large handful of talismans in his hand and be ready to use it urgently at any time, and then stood behind Zheng Lang. At this time, there was a Qingxu Dao chief standing behind Zheng Lang, and it was possible that it would be more effective than a dozen officials.

When the head of the elderly household was haunted last night, he was not at the scene, and later saw Zheng Lang open the lid of the coffin, although he was a little afraid, unlike the dozen or so young people last night, he also took the initiative to follow behind Zheng Lang. and then to Wang Zhi County, a cadre of officials, Ding Sheng and the Yang brothers. Zheng Lang's expression was very calm, and Wang Zhixian still had some fear on his face. After all, at this time, it was the literati themselves, who were still trying to oppose Gu magic, spells, and black witchcraft. However, Ding Sheng stepped forward tightly and protected Zheng Lang. is not concerned about Zheng Lang, but loyal to Lu Yijian.

There can be different political opinions in politics, but if Zheng Lang lets some powerful ghosts harm him, it will make people laugh off their big teeth, then San Langjun worships under Zheng Lang's door, which makes people laugh off their big teeth even more, and laughs at Lu Yijian!

Zheng Lang didn't care what everyone behind him thought, after sacrificing the three pillars of incense, Zheng Lang said to the coffin: "Ding Sanlang, I am Taiping Zhizhou, if you are wronged, please tell this official, if you are not wronged, don't disturb your neighbors and your relatives, they are all your relatives or friends." ”

Although it is official, it is reasonable.

The head of the household nodded.

It's midnight, too.

However, after saying that, it was very calm, and there was nothing, or the tight north wind blew the leaves rattling, and the two funeral lanterns swayed in the wind, although it added a gloomy, but the wind blew and had nothing to do with ghosts.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, and he walked back and asked the dozen or so young people who had hit the ghost last night: "Did you hear it wrong?" ”

Is this misheard? All shook their heads.

The head of the senior household hesitated and said, "Either Zheng Zhizhou is here?" ”

"Yes, Zheng Zhizhou came down from Wen Kuixing, how dare Ding Laosan come out?"

"Everyone, don't talk nonsense, I'm not Wen Kuixing, I just studied hard since I was a child, and I read a few more books, an ordinary person." Zheng Lang said, thinking in his heart, Wen Kuixing is not, just an otaku in his previous life, with more knowledge and experience that he did not have in this era.

If it's a ghost, you can't hold it down with an otaku.

However, what the Qingxu Daoist said seemed to be reasonable: "Zheng Zhizhou, according to the opinion of the poor Dao, is there too many people, and the yang energy is strong, so suppress the ghosts." ”

"Okay, a little less crowded." Zheng Lang Dao, went over again, and only brought Wang Zhixian, Ding Sheng and the head of the old household, as well as the head of the Qingxu Dao and his apprentices. In order to cooperate, the Qingxu Dao Chief put away the peachwood sword, and put the talismans in his pocket, only holding one in his hand in case of emergency.

There was still no movement, Zheng Lang asked Wang Zhixian, the head of the elderly household, and Ding Sheng to retreat twenty steps back, just standing in front of the coffin with Qingxu, and arched his hand three times again to invite the "ghost".

Suddenly, the crowd twitched.

The two lanterns shook violently.

It's really evil, but with a ghost, Zheng Lang said again: "Ding Sanlang, if you are wronged, please tell this official." ”

"Wronged ......" came out of the coffin with a faint sound.

Although the head of the elderly household was not in front of the coffin, he faintly heard it, and his legs trembled in fright, and he almost came to a crown of anger, and all his hair stood on end in fright.

But Zheng Lang became bolder.

If you shout grievances, it will be easy to deal with them, and if you want to avenge your grievances, only I can do it for you, so I took a big step, got closer to the coffin, and bowed my hand again, and said: "Ding Sanlang, this official is the governor of Taiping Prefecture, if you are wronged, even if you tell this official, who killed you, why did you kill you, and how did you kill you?" ”

There were some faint sounds coming out of the coffin one after another, as if they were not coming from the coffin, but from the yellow spring, intermittently, Zheng Lang, who was standing in front of the coffin, could only hear a little, and even the head of the elderly household more than a dozen steps away couldn't hear a word clearly.

Zheng Lang also couldn't hear clearly, and asked again: "What water, what fire, what wet?" ”

I couldn't hear clearly, so I lay my head down and leaned my ears on the coffin to listen.

This move made Qingxu very nervous, and he took a big step, holding the talisman in his hand high, in case something was wrong, such as the coffin lid suddenly bursting open, such as a hand sticking out of the coffin, or other situations, use the talisman to cover it and save Zhizhou.

But Zheng Lang listened for a while, but was disappointed, and said, "Ding Sanlang, you speak, why don't you say it?" ”

I called twice, but there was no movement.

Zheng Lang had no choice but to stand up and say to Qingxu: "Dao Chief, you can't raise the talisman, it will scare the souls." ”

"Zheng Zhizhou, non-poor road talisman, this talisman is not pasted, and it will not work. It's about a time to go, and the ghost is gone, so you can't hear his voice. ”

Zheng Lang had no choice but to ask outside: "Have you ever been a child?" ”

Who knows, can only be estimated by the moon hair in the night sky, the head of the senior household looked up at the crescent moon, the upper half of the crescent moon, which has been semicircular, can slide down to the western sky, and replied: "Zheng Zhizhou, about over." ”

Zheng Lang had no choice but to go back, and instructed the two officials: "You guard the spirit shed, and the official will ask tomorrow night." ”

The two officials immediately knelt down and said, "Zhizhou, please, I'm afraid." ”

I'm not you, and as soon as everyone leaves for a while, what if Ding Laosan's ghost comes back? Originally, I believed or doubted, but I saw a series of strange things with my own eyes, how could I not be afraid?

"No, after midnight, I won't come again, so Poor Dao will give you two talismans, and holding them in your hands can keep you safe and sound all night." Qingxu said, and selected two more talismans from a large pile of talismans from his apprentices, and handed them to them.

The two officials still did not agree.

Ding Laosan is too evil, so many people, although they are not in front of the coffin, they can watch from a distance, just shake the funeral lantern straight and sway, and still talk in the coffin, only the two of us are left for a while, will there be more evil things happening.

Zheng Lang has no choice, he can't move the bed to sleep. I had to leave four more officials, a total of six people, each of whom gave a talisman of the Qingxu Dao Chief, and promised to reward him again after he returned, so he reluctantly agreed. But as soon as they left in front, the Ding family closed the door tightly, and no one dared to go out.

Even if I want to go to the toilet, I forcibly hold it.

When the six officials saw this formation, they all ran to the entrance of the village at once, leaned on the corner of a house on the edge of the village, looked at each other, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is estimated that someone pulled the coffin away at this time, and they couldn't see it.

But who has the courage to move Ding Laosan's coffin at this time.

Before I knew it, it was dawning again. The incident quickly caused a sensation in the township, and spread faster than growing wings. Don't believe it, what? It was in front of more than a hundred people, the lantern at the funeral door was shaking desperately without wind, there were ghosts in the coffin talking, and Zheng Zhizhou was talking, saying what was wronged, who, guy, and poem. "In the end, he became the killer who killed Ding Laosan called Shui and Shi.

didn't think about it in one way, the main Ding Laosan is usually very honest, but he likes a few sips of wine and lives on the water all the year round, but he likes to drink, one is to keep out the cold and get wet, and the other is to relieve loneliness. He is still a vested interest, and he cannot have anything to do with it.

But the next day, another supernatural event occurred, Wu Xizuo was eating breakfast, suddenly foaming at the mouth, leaning back, and falling into the river. At this time, there were many people, and many people jumped down and rescued him, and the people drank a few sips of the lake water, and they did not know who was there, but their eyes were wide and did not close, as if they saw something very shocking.

Hit the evil spirit!

When Zheng Lang heard everyone say these four words, he said unconvincedly: "Why is this official okay?" ”

A servant said boldly: "Zhizhou, you are a three-yuan and first, and you can't be treated as an outsider." ”

The statement has been agreed by everyone, what kind of person is Ya Chenzuo, an ordinary little resentment, can he turn over Ding Laosan's bones several times in the past few days, can he not hit the evil? But who are you, Wen Kuixing in the sky, how many ghosts can hurt you?

No matter what the argument is, I had to invite the Qingxu Daoist again, the Qingxu Daoist burned a rune water, forcibly pried Wu Xinzuo's mouth open, fed it, and said: "It will be better soon, but if you want to be completely clear, you need to prepare a black dog, slaughter it, take a bowl of blood, splash it on the face of the deceased, and the unjust spirit will go away, and Wu Xinzuo will be safe." ”

Very effective, Qingxu Dao just finished speaking, and closed his eyes, although he was unconscious, it was not as terrifying as just now. Zheng Lang hesitated and asked, "Dao Chief, if you splash it in the second half of the night, will it be okay to be angry?" ”

The case has not been asked clearly, and now it is splashed, and Ding Laosan's unjust soul will be spilled away, who will be asked?

"It's okay, as long as you pour some rice soup properly, Wu Chenzuo will be safe every three or four days," but after finishing speaking, Qingxu was not very relieved, and burned another talisman, and then took another talisman, and after waving it with a peachwood sword, he stuffed it into the chest of Wu Chenzuo, which allowed people to carry the anchoke into the ship, and then let people find a black dog to slaughter, and take a few bowls of black dog blood for backup.

Seeing a few officials catching dogs and killing dogs, everyone sighed, ghosts are ghosts after all, and such unjust ghosts are not necessarily good ghosts, don't ask if he came to clear his innocence, and hurt him.

Near noon, many people came over, one by one to look at the spirit shed, but they could only watch from a distance, not close to play, all standing in the distance, even if it was broad daylight, no one dared to get close to anywhere. The same is true of the four officials who changed shifts, this thing is too evil, especially the sudden attack of the resentment, which makes them all feel a little related in their hearts, that is, during the day, they keep at least sixty steps away from the spirit shed, so as not to happen.

When evening came, even Cai Xiang, Da Song and Jia Changchao came to Dingjiazhuang by boat, and they heard about it, but the three of them were at a loss in their eyes, what was going on? Is it really haunted? So he took a boat to ask what happened, and Zheng Lang told him about what happened.

Cai Xiang opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Is there really a ghost?" ”

"Why are there no ghosts? Otherwise, why does the Master attach so much importance to sacrifice? Jia Chang said.

The three of them were arguing, Zheng Lang sat in the boat and was silent, this matter was a subversion of his ideology, although he asked the ghost, he couldn't accept it in his heart for a while. After a hasty dinner, it was getting dark again.

The group took Qingxu master and apprentice to Dingjiazhuang. Every household was like a great enemy, and it was not until Zheng Lang arrived that he opened the door and asked Qingxu for rune water, and Qingxu also burned the spirit runes into ashes as they wished, and fell into clear water, drinking a bowl of water for each person. The villagers became bold and followed Zheng Lang to the entrance of the West Village, looking at the four officials, Zheng Lang said to them very dissatisfied: "This official asked you to guard the spirit shed, you are so far away, what kind of spirit shed are you guarding?" ”

"Zhizhou, Zhou," the corners of the four officials' mouths moved, and they didn't dare to say, Zhizhou personally asked the ghost, but he was so brave that he couldn't say it, he was a little closer, and he kept a distance of more than thirty steps.

The head of the senior household came over and took a few people to the house to eat tea, the time did not arrive, not the time to ask, this line not only had Zheng Zhizhou, but also Bachelor Song, Jia Shushu and Cai Zhizhi. If there was no incident of Ding Laosan, two of the five people were Sanyuan Gong, one was the emperor's teacher, one was a Taichen, and one was a parent official in the county.

The five of them sat down and chatted without a word, when suddenly a terrible scream came from a distance......