Ordinary people don't pay much attention to feng shui when they die, and besides, the Wang family has an ancestral tomb, and the two of them worship heaven and earth even if they are husband and wife, Zhao Yueyue should enter the ancestral tomb of the Wang family, but the ancestral tomb of the Wang family has buried two daughters-in-law, and it is pitiful to think that Zhao Yueyue is really buried as a junior.

In the coffin, Zhao Yueyue was still looking directly at the roof of the spirit shed, and her eyes were so wide that even Ma Chengfeng didn't dare to look at her directly.

"Wang Youhui seems to be wrong." Huang Zhaji saw that the lights in the house were out, so he dared to say it.

"Huh? Brother Youhui? You don't suspect that Brother Youhui is a pervert, right? Marry one and kill another? But wasn't it an autopsy yesterday? There are no wounds, and there is no poisoning, huh? ”

"Do you two remember when he asked me during the day if I wanted to bring a red ribbon? At this time, you should know what he means by wearing a red ribbon, right? He asked the two in a whisper.

Chang Xiaoman said, this is also normal, what age is it now, can't let a big man be widowed for his deceased wife for the rest of his life without marrying? Although it doesn't sound good to say, people still have seven emotions and six 'desires' after all, and they are not Yang Guo and Xiaolong's 'women' in martial arts!

Ma Chengfeng was careful, and then he came up with a clue. She's right, what age is this, everyone is dead, and there is no so-called love and loyalty at all. But Wang Youhui actually took out the red ribbon so clearly at the funeral and wanted to wear it on his wrist? And he killed three brides, should he marry again?

"He is determined to marry again!"

Ma Chengfeng glanced back at Youhui's window, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a pair of 'yin' cold eyes peeping into the spirit shed in the dark window, and those eyes were even more terrifying than the dead corpses in the coffin. The eyes of the dead corpse in the coffin were naturally full of dead energy, and those eyes were more evil. He shuddered unconsciously and hurriedly turned his head back.

"Cheng Feng, I heard that old blind man say, you have a pair of magical ghost pupils, right? Would you like to open your ghost pupils and take a closer look, is there any earth soul on Zhao Yueyue's body? ”

"Yes...... But once my ghost pupil is opened, it can suck away the earth soul, and if the corpse earth soul is sucked away, then she will never be able to live forever. Ma Chengfeng hesitated.

Huang Zhashi smiled slightly and said, "You two don't believe it? Come, you two burn two pieces of yellow paper for Zhao Yueyue to try. ”

Chang Xiaoman's curiosity was the best, although he didn't know what Huang Zha Paper's words meant, he still picked up a pile of yellow paper and lit it and threw it into the brazier. After the yellow paper was burned, suddenly a small wind blew outside the mourning shed, and the wind came 'quite 'strong' evil, and all the paper ashes burned in the brazier were blown out of the mourning hall, and the paper ashes flew away in different directions immediately out of the mourning hall, leaving nothing behind.

"Senior, what does this mean?" Xiao Man asked him puzzled.

"This paper money was burned in the mourning hall for the dead, but she didn't get a penny, and all of them were snatched away by the lonely ghosts passing by."

"Huh? Oh my God...... It turns out that there are so many lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world? Don't scare me, Cheng Feng, I'm afraid! Chang Xiaoman shrank behind Ma Chengfeng and secretly looked into the darkness outside the mourning hall, but there was not even a shadow of a bird under the night, except for the small evil wind.

Why do you need to build a mourning hall first? On the one hand, it is more convenient for relatives and friends who come to mourn to burn paper for the deceased; On the other hand, it means that the 'yin' and yang are separated, and the dead cannot live in the house of the living, and this small mourning hall is the home of the deceased before they are buried.

Ma Chengfeng exclaimed: "The yellow paper burned in the mourning hall can be snatched away by lonely souls and wild ghosts? That...... What about her soul? ”

"It's gone! There is not half of the three souls and seven spirits left! Don't look at Zhao Yueyue's death, but you can't take revenge on Wang Youhui. ”

From the perspective of 'superstition', people just die, the soul of heaven is extinguished, and the soul of man is scattered, but the soul of the earth remains in the body for a while, until the first seven soul nights, the soul of the earth returns home to take a look at the environment in which he lived when he was alive, take a look at his parents and relatives, and drink a sip of water by the window. In the end, he believed in the fact that he was dead, and followed the 'Yin' ghost to Huangquan Road. This is an eternal truth, and it is also an important part of our Chinese funeral customs. Whoever dies in the house, on the first seven days, he is allowed to burn a ladder under the base of the window, which is for the soul of the dead.

Ma Chengfeng opened his ghost pupils and stared at the cold corpse in the coffin with that faint green light. There was nothing on the corpse, and I didn't see the gray 'cloud' and 'cloud' earth soul floating in the sky.

"How? Didn't you? Huang asked again.

"Senior, how is this possible? Unless someone used evil magic to suck Zhao Yueyue's earth soul a long time ago, but in our small mountain village, how can there be such a master? Besides, Zhao Yueyue is just an ordinary 'girl' child, and her earth soul is useless? Ma Chengfeng asked Huang Zha paper in disbelief.

Huang Zhashi didn't speak, squinted his eyes and gave him a 'look', asking him to pay attention to Wang Youhui's house.

It's him? Impossible, right? I have lived in Lishutun since I was a child, and the villagers know each other very well, although Wang Youhui usually does not do business, but he is very enthusiastic about the villagers, and he will help anyone who has something, not like a bad person! Besides, even if he really has this thief's heart, how did he learn the trick of stealing the soul of the earth as an ordinary person? What do you want to do when you learn? Why do you like to steal the soul of your daughter-in-law?

"Huh? Look at other people's dog-like appearances, and after making trouble for a long time, is a well-dressed beast who can do evil magic? Chang Xiaoman couldn't hide the words in his stomach, and immediately blurted out.

"Shhhh Beware of partition walls with ears. Huang Zha paper reminded her.

Ma Chengfeng said again: "Senior, since Zhao Yueyue's death is unknown, and there are no injuries on the 'flesh' body, if I help her steal back the three souls, can I be resurrected like the mothers of Jingyi and Jingtong sisters in the last few days?" ”

"Li'er is such a Li'er, but this time is different from last time, last time I have seen the gray fairy enshrined by the Zhao family. Now, I can only speculate that this matter is related to Wang Youhui, but we have no evidence, and Wang Youhui is a living person! How do you start? You can't face each other, can you? Huang Zha Paper's voice was very helpless.

Three days, within three days, if Zhao Yueyue's three souls can't be recovered, this corpse is still a cold corpse, and no one can change it, this time, they don't even have the slightest eyebrows, which is equivalent to finding a needle in the ******!

"If it's only three days, why do you want to bury you tomorrow?"

Huang Zhazhi told him that burying it early can hide people's eyes and ears, and tomorrow I will dig up the body and hide it, and the rest will depend on you. But let's not get any hope up this time.

As he was talking, Ma Chengfeng suddenly stood up, 'drawn' out the Seven Star Blade, stared at the 'door' of the small courtyard and shouted: "Who? Come out! ”

Outside the courtyard, a 'girl' child walked in, the 'girl' child was dressed plainly, holding a thick military coat in her hand.