Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

The ghost fire was suddenly knocked ten feet away. At the same time, a faint white light flashed on Xiao Yan's chest, but the halo was not strong.

This time, he was really frightened, and several soldiers on the ground were so frightened that they screamed in panic, and one of them fainted on the spot.

Xiao Yan gasped in fear, his eyes fixed on the ghost fire that was ten feet away, and the sound of "hehehe" lingered in his ears.

The will-o'-the-wisp floated back and forth in the air for a while, then suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Yan did not dare to let his guard down. He watched the treetops around him rustling in the wind. When he retreated to the side of the soldier and wanted to wake up the unconscious man.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another ball of will-o'-the-wisp fire in front of him that instantly reached his chest. He also heard a "bang" and the will-o'-the-wisp fire was knocked far away and extinguished instantly.

Only then did Xiao Yan discover that there was a faint white halo flashing in the gap on the side of the armor.

He immediately reached into his arms and took out the little red cloth bag that Lu Ziqing had given him. But the laughing voice suddenly started crying, and the distance suddenly became farther away.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan tried to lift the red cloth bag and bring it closer to it. Sure enough, it was very afraid of this thing. The closer it got, the louder it cried and began to beg for mercy miserably.

"I am just a lonely ghost. I have never hurt anyone. Please spare my life, Taoist priest."

Xiao Yan stared at the direction of the voice and asked, "What kind of maze did you set up to trap us here?"

It said: "This is a mass grave, covered by evil spirits. You should not come here."

"How do we get out?" Xiao Yan asked.

It paused for a moment without making a sound. After a while, it said, "Master, please don't kill me. I can take you out. After you leave, don't come here again. If it weren't for that thing in your hand, those two ghosts would have taken your life."

At this moment, Xiao Yan became inappropriately curious and asked tentatively, "Do you... know what this is?"

It said sadly, "This is a talisman drawn by a Taoist monk to drive away ghosts. The monk's cultivation is not low. We little ghosts dare not get close to him. The two ghosts have been dispersed."

Xiao Yan heard several soldiers crying and said, "Then take us out quickly."

As he finished speaking, a ball of blue-green fire suddenly lit up in front of him.

"Follow the fire."

Xiao Yan jumped on his horse, and several soldiers followed closely beside him, following the will-o'-the-wisp fire through the thick fog.

He felt that he had not walked for long, probably only half a cup of tea, and the will-o'-the-wisp stopped in the air.

Then, it walked around Xiao Yan and stood two meters behind him, saying, "This is it."

Xiao Yan heard the calls of Su Chengfeng and other soldiers. Mo Kun walked forward a few steps and suddenly looked back.

I saw the ghost fire slowly appear, becoming translucent, and it turned out to be a woman wearing a red wedding dress with a red veil on her head. It was so dark under the veil that her face could not be seen clearly.

As it watched Xiao Yan leave, it resumed its previous laughter and disappeared into the air.

When several soldiers saw the large army again, they collapsed to the ground again. Su Chengfeng saw Xiao Yan and asked him.

"My Lord, where have you been? It's easier for us to find you."

Xiao Yan couldn't explain it for a while. He looked around and asked, "Where's Yang Zhounan?"

Su Chengfeng was stunned and confused. "Isn't he with the Marquis? I thought... ... "

He stopped talking after only half of the tone of the word "Zhao" had fallen. He didn't want to mention it in front of these soldiers, so as not to cause panic again.

He just said, "Let's go look for it up ahead."

The large group shouted all the way. After walking a short distance, Xiao Yan saw the female ghost in the red wedding dress from a distance, standing in the darkness in front of him.

When they walked forward for a while, it appeared again on another path. Xiao Yan thought it was leading the way, so he called on the soldiers to follow the path.

Sure enough, about a cup of tea later, Xiao Yan and his friends found Yang Zhounan in another dense forest.

He was the only one lying on the ground, his horse still beside him, but the dozen or so soldiers who had been there were nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Yan immediately dismounted, squatted down and patted his face, "Zhou Nan! Zhou Nan!"

"We have to take him back quickly." Su Chengfeng called to the soldiers.

When they returned to the yamen, it was already dawn. Yang Zhounan was lying unconscious on the bed, his face looking a little gloomy.

Xiao Yan called Yang Zhounan anxiously, but no matter how he called, there was no response. He grabbed Su Chengfeng's arm and asked.

"What's wrong with him? Do you have any solution?"

"It's probably because you encountered something unclean." Su Chengfeng said, "Let me try."

As he spoke, he took out an envelope from his arms, then took out a letter from the envelope, opened it, and found a piece of yellow talisman paper with words drawn on it.

Xiao Yan recognized that this was the gift Lu Ziqing had asked him to give to Su Chengfeng before he left.

Su Chengfeng carefully read the contents of the letter, then burned the yellow talisman paper, put it in the well water, and then took the water to feed Yang Zhounan to drink.

Some other frightened soldiers also drank the well water.

At noon, Cao Yuejin returned to the county and saw everyone there as he stepped into the yamen.

County Magistrate Tian greeted him with a smile, "Your Excellency is back."

Cao Yuejin hummed, walked directly to Xiao Yan, and asked, "Has the Marquis entered the mountain?"

Xiao Yan glanced at County Magistrate Tian, ​​then looked at Cao Yuejin, "He left yesterday and returned in the early morning."

"Oh?" Cao Yuejin asked, "Is it going well?"

Xiao Yan called out coldly, "County Magistrate Tian!"

County Magistrate Tian shuddered suddenly, and stood out from behind Cao Yuejin in fear and trepidation. Cao Yuejin looked over, confused.

"what happened?"

County Magistrate Tian looked a bit timid and said, "Yesterday we entered the mountain from the north entrance."

"What?" Cao Yuejin shouted in surprise. He glanced at Xiao Yan, then turned back and scolded him, "That's a mass grave over there. Why did you let them go there? Before..."

He didn't finish his words. Supernatural events had often occurred there in the past, so no local villagers dared to go there. It was a forbidden area in Changchuan County.

Most of the dead bodies in the mass grave were killed by bandits and thrown down from the mountain. Some were directly pushed off the cliff, and the other half were disaster victims killed by the government and thrown there.

Over time, the place became an open-air cemetery. In addition, there were dense trees around it, no human activities, and the place was filled with extremely gloomy energy.

"It has been raining for the past few days, and the road is blocked due to landslides. I can only point to that road." County Magistrate Tian defended himself.

Xiao Yan didn't say anything else, just stared at him and said one sentence.

"If my man doesn't wake up, your family should prepare to pay tribute to him."

He turned his gaze to Cao Yuejin, "And you, Lord Cao, whether you can keep your official hat or not depends on today."

After saying that, Xiao Yan turned around and left. Cao Yuejin took County Magistrate Tian to the backyard and scolded him.

"What the hell are you doing? You want to kill us all, right? Huh?"

County Magistrate Tian said timidly, "I, I didn't know it would be like this. I thought it wouldn't happen in broad daylight..."

"What do you mean you can't?" Cao Yuejin slammed the table and yelled at him, "How many people have died in that open-air cemetery over the years? How many lives have been lost? You're an old man in Changchuan County, so you should know better than me, right?"

"I……"

County Magistrate Tian hesitated, and when he thought that if Yang Zhounan couldn't wake up, his whole family would have to be buried with him, he suddenly knelt down in fear.

"Sir, you have to save me. I have an eighty-year-old mother. I really didn't think it would be such a coincidence this time."