Su Musha was vague and vaguely knew a little about the Red Rakshasa. More than 200 years ago, that woman killed many innocent women and daughters, became an evil demon, and did countless evils. Because the woman was dressed in blood-stained red, people called her the "Red Rakshasa."

The woman did a lot of evil, and was finally surrounded and suppressed by hundreds of heavenly masters at that time, and she was beheaded. The woman's spirit was also confined to the underworld, and she suffered from burning her soul for eternity.

At that time, the battle was extremely tragic, and nearly ninety percent of the heavenly masters were lost in the battle, so it was recorded in the literature of all Taoist sects. This history is included in the books in Su Kee's shop.

"How so?" Su Mu was puzzled, the prohibition of the Boundless Sea could be called the most in the underworld, how could it be broken by the Red Rakshasa .

Hei Wuchang explained: "We only found out today, it turned out that someone helped her recover her demonic power a hundred years ago, and it wasn't until the night of the Midyear Festival, when the yin qi between heaven and earth was the strongest, that the red rakshasa took the opportunity to escape. But adults don't have to worry, she was seriously injured when she broke the ban, and she couldn't get up for a while. We'll take her back before she recovers. ”

Su Musha nodded, no longer thinking about this matter, because there was a more important matter in front of him. He glanced at Qian Mingming, who was also shrinking in the corner, and said to the black and white impermanence: "Please also ask the two of you to sell me a face, and let me teach Qian Xiaoming a lesson." ”

Black and white impermanence agreed, and Su Musha gave them some pure black rune paper, on which the runes were painted with gold paint, which was a ghost-hunting charm that could also be used in the shadows.

The black and white impermanence thanked Su Musha and disappeared from the house.

Su Musha stepped forward and pulled up Zhao Liang, told him that the matter of the cemetery had been resolved, let him go back first, and he would take Qian Luming to surrender himself later and give Leshan Cemetery an explanation.

When there was no one else (ghost) in the house, Su Musha threw Qian Yunming in front of Old Man Qian's tablet and said coldly: "Kneel!" ”

Qian Xiaoming knelt down, and Su Mu said angrily: "Old Man Qian handed over the method of making clay puppets to you, so that you could use it to practice forbidden arts?!" Clay puppets and ghosts are intolerable, don't you know?! Think about it, those ghosts must have promised you to get ahead, be prosperous and rich, you are really promising, colluding with ghosts, and even dare to believe in ghosts, you are not afraid of death and no place to be buried! ”

Qian Wei was speechless, and he also knew that Su Musha's words were right, but who could resist the temptation of money and status? He just couldn't resist it, so he would take risks under the temptation of those ghosts.

Su Musha rarely loses such a big temper, but this time he was really angry, he and Old Man Qian are old friends, so he naturally knows how much he expects from his son. Unexpectedly, as soon as Old Man Qian died, Qian Xiaoming did this kind of thing.

Ghosts are not supposed to stay in the human world, they will seriously disrupt the order of yin and yang. The clay puppet and the ghost are even more deceiving the way of heaven and despising the principles of heaven, and those who use this forbidden technique will be punished by the way of heaven again, and the end will be extremely miserable. He didn't want to see Qian Luming end up like this.

Seeing that Qian Lingming was silent, Su Musha was also a little weak, and only said: "I will seal your forbidden technique, but leave you with the ability to make clay puppets, you will surrender with me in a while, I will not let Zhao Liang and Yin Cha embarrass you too much, are you willing?" ”

Qian Xiaoming nodded again and again in surprise when he heard this, this was much lighter than the punishment he imagined, how could he not be willing.

Su Musha sealed the forbidden technique in his mind, and took Qian Yunming to surrender.

At noon on Sunday, the culprit of the news report on the theft of the tomb was finally caught, and the person named Qian Ling (pseudonym) was finally caught, and he was sentenced to five years and three months in prison for stealing the tomb soil to make clay figurines.

The Internet exploded again, and people were talking about it again. The business of Leshan Cemetery has slowly recovered as before, but all this has nothing to do with Su Musha.

At this time, he was saying goodbye to Zhao Liang's father and daughter, Zhao Liang paid him 60,000 yuan (10,000 yuan for mother and son), Su Musha did not accept it, and asked him to send 10,000 yuan of it to Zhang Daoyuan (does anyone remember this goods?). He also asked Zhao Liang to buy more things for the rest of the money in the past five years and send it to Qian Luming in prison.

Zhao Liang naturally agreed to Su Musha's words. And Zhao Xiachu was reluctant to Su Musha, and instead of pestering him to keep his mobile phone number to himself.

Su Musha had no choice, so he had to give her the mobile phone number he used on weekdays, so he was able to get out, and he took the rat master back to X City by plane at noon that day......

……

When I went home, it was close to evening, and Su Musha met Li Hua in the alley, and the little girl ran over very happily when she saw him: "Brother Su Ho, where have you been in the past two days?" I haven't even seen you. ”

Su Musha smiled: "I went on a trip." ”

Li Hua was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Su, you are so happy!" Seeing that Su Musha's expression was a little tired, he suppressed the idea of letting him talk about each other's trip specifically, and said, "But you must be tired, I'll bring you some food in a while, and you can rest early after eating." ”

Su Musha thanked her, bought a wooden bracelet in S City and handed it to her, Li Hua didn't take it, Su Musha forcibly stuffed it to her, afraid that the little girl would be embarrassed, so he changed the topic: "Hurry up and get me some food, I'm going to starve to death." ”

Li Huaxin happily went home to give Su Mu a meal, and secretly said in his heart that Brother Su is really good.

After returning home, the rat master had already turned into origami, Su Musha gave Huang Yi and Huang Er incense, and he ate again, so he went to rest, he was really tired in the past two days.

……

The days passed so peacefully, and there was no commission to find him during this time, and Su Musha was happy to be idle. Eat, drink and sleep well, and even his originally pale face looks much better, making the surrounding classmates wonder if he is in love.

That afternoon, Su Musha was doing a question in the classroom, and suddenly his mobile phone rang, he picked up the mobile phone and looked at it, showing a call from "Zhao Xiachu".

After thinking about it, Su Musha still answered the phone, based on the experience of this time, if he didn't answer the phone once, Miss Zhao would definitely be able to complain about him for hours.

"Xiao Su, are you in class?" Unlike in the past, Zhao Xiachu's voice was a little cautious this time.

Su Musha replied: "No, but I'm at school, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Xiachu hesitated a little: "That, Xiao Su, your friend in prison...... He, he's dead......"

"What?!" Su Musha was so shocked that he stood up from his seat, and made a loud noise when he collided with the table, and the surrounding classmates looked at him, but Su Musha didn't care at all.

Zhao Xia first saw that he reacted so much, but it was not good to speak again.

Su Musha forcibly suppressed his emotions, tried to calm himself down, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, you can say it."

Zhao Xiachu continued: "In the morning, people from the police station called and said that your friend died in prison, but the strange thing is that no one attacked him, and the police still don't know how he died, so they paid a sum of money and let us bring the body back." ”

Su Musha took a deep breath and said slowly: "Please put him in the cold room of the funeral home first, and I will rush to S City now." ”

After Zhao Xiachu agreed, Su Musha hung up the phone, and asked Lin Ye in the front row to ask for leave for him, and rushed directly from the school to the airport.

Lin Xia looked at his back and sighed, asking for leave so often, Su Musha really didn't worry that he would fail the course at the end of the semester?

……

Su Musha came to S City on the same day, and he took a taxi and rushed directly to Leshan Cemetery.

When he arrived at Leshan Cemetery, Zhao Liang's father and daughter were already waiting there, seeing him coming, Zhao Liang felt a little guilty, not long ago he promised Master Su that he would often visit Qian Luming, and this kind of thing happened.

Su Musha said to Zhao Liang: "Boss Zhao, I want to go and see him." ”

Zhao nodded, took Su Mu to cover the funeral home, pointed to one of the refrigerated cabinets in the morgue and said, "His body is here." ”

Seeing Su Musha nodding, he said again: "Then we won't disturb Master Su." At the beginning of summer, let's go out first. ”

Zhao Xiachu glanced at Su Musha with some concern, but still left with his father obediently.

After the two left, Su Musha opened the refrigerator, and Qian Mingming's body was lying inside, his face was distorted, but there were no visible wounds on his body.

Su Musha found that Qian Ming's spirit body was very faint, so faint that it seemed that it would disappear in the next second. And it floated dumbfounded beside the corpse, as if it had lost its mind.

Su Musha felt the prohibition he had set in Qian Mingming's mind again, and found that there was nothing.

He slammed his fist on the floor, damn it, Qian Lingming was dementored! That man must have come for the art of clay puppetry!

If it is forbidden to hide ghosts in clay puppets, then spiritualism is witchcraft. It is extremely cruel, in order to obtain a certain memory in the human brain, it does not hesitate to forcibly break up people's souls, so as to extract people's memories, and make people die extremely painfully.

At this moment, a monstrous killing intent surged in Su Mu's chest, no matter whether it was a human, a ghost or a demon who killed Qian Ming, as long as he was caught, he would definitely make him/her unable to survive or die!

Su Musha directly cut his wrist, used blood as a guide, made a soul summoning array, and then sat in the formation to summon the soul for Qian Lingming.

Not long after activating the formation, Qian Luming's soul flew in from outside, condensing on the spirit body little by little.

Half an hour later, Qian Xiaoming's three souls and seven spirits finally gathered, Su Musha stood up, looked at the still sluggish spirit, and then crossed the soul for Qian Ming.

When everything was over, he called Zhao Liang and used the money left over from last time and the money compensated by the police station to buy a cemetery for Qian Lingming, and asked Zhao Liang to arrange for Qian Xiaoming to be buried at the right time.

Su Musha left the Leshan Cemetery alone and went to the prison where Qian Yunming was once held. The education staff knew him, and after listening to him explain his intentions, they took him in.

As the staff walked, they carefully looked at Su Musha's expression: "This gentleman, Mr. Qian Luming, he ......"

Su Musha interrupted him: "His death is none of your business, I know. ”

The staff had nothing to say, and silently led Su Musha all the way into the prison where Qian Luming was once held, and then waited outside the prison.

Su Musha looked around and found no other traces, which shows that the killer can not only deceive the eyes and ears of the prison guards and other prisoners into entering the prison, but also erase the traces left by himself.

However, didn't you say it yourself? No matter how clever a person is, he can't completely erase his breath, thinking that he can hide it from him in this way, but the murderer is too confident!

Su Musha took out the jade gourd he was carrying, pulled out the stopper, and aimed it at the ground of the prison. After a while, wisps of pale yellow qi and dark cyan qi were entangled and sucked into the jade gourd.

Oh? This person is also cultivating the Demon Dao? Su Mu plugged the cork of the bottle, thinking to himself, this person should have something to do with the Red Rakshasa , maybe he/she is the one who helped the Red Rakshasa escape. But no matter what, with this wisp of qi, he will definitely find the murderer, and then ...... Death to the murderer!

……

In a dark room, a pleasant male voice said softly to the silver beads in the brocade box: "Yue'er, I have ingested Qian Luming's soul and obtained the method of making clay puppets, and in a few days, when I find the tomb soil of the Yin Dynasty, I will definitely be able to cultivate in your new body." ”

The bead brightened, and then dimmed. The man closed the box and got up to leave, but after taking a step, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He clicked on his acupuncture points. The soul master's spell was really powerful, he thought that there was no difficulty in ingesting Qian Lingming's soul, but he didn't think of the rebound of the sudden ban when he was forbidden, although he finally broke the ban, but he also suffered a lot of injuries......

Postscript:

After Su Musha left the prison, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and he did not leave S City in a hurry, but went to the store to buy a bottle of soju and two wine glasses, and then drove to the south of the city.

After getting out of the car, Su Musha came to the foot of a certain mountain alone, where there was a small cemetery.

He walked up to a tombstone and sat down. In the blurred moonlight, a gray-haired old man could be seen smiling kindly in the tombstone photo. This is the tomb of Qian Lingming's father, Mr. Qian.

opened the soju and placed a wine glass in front of the tomb, Su Musha filled both wine glasses with wine before he spoke: "Old man, I came to see you." ”

"I only come to see you once a year, so you won't be mad at me."

"Qian Luming, he died, he was taken by someone, I made my own decision, I didn't bury him in the corner of your grave, I'm afraid of you, I will be angry when I see him." Su Musha drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and poured himself another glass: "However, I will not let go of the murderer, your son's revenge, I will avenge it." ”

"You had such high expectations of him when you were alive, in fact, he didn't live up to your expectations, he was talented, but he didn't use it in the right path, originally, I thought I could correct his ......"

"I've been fine lately, I'm not sick, of course, how could a spirit master get sick? You must be doing well, after all, you were such a good person in life......"

"It's strange, I'm not old, how can I be as verbose as you...... You've loved to talk to me the most, and it's rare for a young person to listen to you so patiently......"

"Actually, you don't know, I like to listen to you very much, and I like it very much, you care about me so much......"

……

This night, Su Musha drank a lot of wine and said a lot, his silver eyes shone in the moonlight, but it was pure and pure, and not a single tear flowed.

Actually, there is another sentence that Su Musha didn't say, he really envied Qian Luming, there was a father who loved him so much, and when he was young, he could be spoiled, cry, share joy, and confide in his bitterness......

Unlike himself, his emotions are as dry as a desert, and now, he can't even shed tears......

Su Musha looked up at the sky and fell silent, while the old man on the stone tablet still looked at him lovingly, just like looking at an ignorant child......