Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

Qi Shu quickly cleaned up the mess outside the house, and when he came in, he found that there were two more in the house, and he was shocked immediately.

And when he took all the ghosts into the soul refining, he found that Yang Xing was injured.

……

"Brother Yan, if you are tired, let me carry it instead."

After some exchanges, the three of them found out that Qi Shu was invited by the Yan family to deal with the ghosts in this town. The three of them actually stayed in an inn, but Qi Shu had been investigating outside before and had no chance to meet.

On the way back, Yan Yufeng kept Yang Xing behind his back, Qi Shu looked at the hardship, and couldn't help but ask for help.

Yan Yufeng said in a low voice, "No need."

Yang Xing had already fallen asleep, and had spent too much energy on the spirit descending formation, and mobilizing the Yinxian Jade also required spiritual power. Although the injury on his chest was temporarily relieved, he was exhausted.

Qi Shu saw that Yan Yufeng's footsteps were steady, and he walked on a smooth path, as if he was afraid of shocking the person on his back, and said softly: "The relationship between the two of you is really good, I remember the last time I was with you , you guys are always arguing."

Yan Yufeng said lightly: "Really? You remember wrongly."

Qi Shu raised his eyebrows: "Did I remember wrong?"

……

When the three of them returned to the inn, it was almost dawn, and after discussing the itinerary, Qi Shu decided to go with them after hearing about the magical artifact.

They found a carriage, Qi Shu and Yang Xing sat in it, and Yan Yufeng drove in front.

After Yang Xing got into the carriage, at first he still had the energy to tell Qi Shu what he had seen recently, but later he was really sleepy, and his words were inconsistent. Qi Shu saw that he was really tired, so he advised him to sleep down.

It was already afternoon when Yang Xing woke up, Qi Shu and Yan Yufeng took turns to drive, he always wanted to help, but because he didn't know the way, and he couldn't drive a horse, so he could only sit in the car Just watch.

Two days later, the three of them finally arrived at Yinzhuo Shu.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Yang Xing asked suspiciously: "This is the headquarters of the Huang family? Why is it so deserted?"

Qi Shudao: "The Huang family seldom goes out in recent years, and the number of people seems to have decreased a lot. We don't know the specific reason yet, so let's knock on the door first."

However, the three knocked for a long time, but no one came out to open the door for them.

Yan Yufeng thought for a while, took a talisman, waved it lightly, and the talisman floated in through the crack of the door.

After floating wobbly for a while, the charm suddenly exploded with a "bang".

Qi Shu was taken aback by this sound: "Why did the Huang family even set up a barrier at the door? Is it clear that outsiders are not allowed to enter?"

Yan Yufeng's spell obviously caused some commotion. After a long time, the door creaked open, and an old face poked out from behind the door.

"Who broke into my Huang's gate?"

Yan Yufeng said respectfully: "Yan Yufeng, I want to see you if you have something to do."

The old man looked him up and said, "Yan's?" He looked at Yang Xing and Qi Shu again, "What about you?"

Yang Xing hurriedly said: "I am Sikong Yang Xing."

Qi Shu: "The Qi family."

"Oh, from the Sikong family and the Qi family." The old man shook his head, "The Huang family hasn't seen any outsiders for a long time, but you three families have helped us a lot... come in."

With that said, he slowly opened the door.

The three of them thanked and followed the old man inside.

The further they walked in, the deeper the frowns of the three of them became: How can there be such demeanor of the Huang family in this dilapidated and dilapidated village?

Qi Shu looked at the old man leading the way, and finally couldn't help but said, "Old man, can I ask..."

"Alas..." The old man waved his hand, as if he knew what he was going to ask, "The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner, it's not that the time has not come yet..."

Yan Yufeng and Yang Xing looked at each other and exchanged opinions.

It seems that Mrs. Huang has already been set foot by the man in black.

The old man said that the three of them led to an empty place, and said: "You should be looking for this. The owner of the Huang family was seriously injured a few days ago, and he can't see any guests for the time being. If you get what you want, go back by yourself. "

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Qi Shu, who was still confused, hurriedly called him: "Old man!"

"Can you tell me what happened to Mrs. Huang?"

The old man shook his head lightly: "They're all dead, they're all dead."

"Damn, not damn, all dead..."

"The rest will die too..."

After finishing these inexplicable and chilling words, the old man left on his own, never caring about their problems.

Yang Xing turned his head to look at the open space behind him, there were countless tombstones, big and small, on it, this was Huang's cemetery.

Qi Shu got goosebumps all over his body, frowned and said: "This Huang family is really wrong... and this old man, why did he bring us to the cemetery?"

Yan Yufeng said suddenly, "Did you hear what he said clearly just now?"

Yang Xing continued: "He said, if we get what we want, we can go back by ourselves."

Qi Shu also realized something was wrong in an instant: "What do you want? What do you want? Is there really one of the four magic weapons here?!"

The three fell into a brief silence, and then began to search for clues, hoping to see if there were some hints in the cemetery.

Huang's cemetery is very large, in the central area are some people with high status, and next to it are some ordinary residents, the three of them searched separately and checked in the cemetery.

Yang Xing always felt that the cemetery was very uncomfortable, and seeing the other two almost turning over the ground without any scruples, he suddenly thought of a word: graveyard jumping.

As soon as the word came out, Qi Shu seemed to have a telepathy with him, and shouted: "Yes!"

This sound was very abrupt in the silent cemetery, Yang Xing shuddered all over, suddenly thankful that there were no ghosts in Qi Huang's cemetery, otherwise Qi Shu's volume could really wake up many things.

Qi Shu also realized that his voice was a little louder, so he lowered his voice in embarrassment, and shouted: "Come on!"

The two quickly walked towards his position, only to find Qi Shu standing in front of a small tombstone when they arrived.

The tombstone looked ordinary, and it didn't even have an inscription. It simply stood up a stone tablet, indicating that there was someone underneath.

Yang Xing frowned and said, "What did you find? There's nothing around here?"

Qi Shu glanced at him, the meaning in his eyes couldn't be more obvious: You are usually quite smart, why are you so slow when you are used?

Yang Xing stared back unceremoniously, then looked around the tombstone, and then realized Qi Shu's meaning:

There are a few flowers placed in front of the tomb. Although there are flowers everywhere in the cemetery, the flowers in front of this tombstone still have drops of water.

That said, it was just picked this morning.

Yan Yufeng said in a deep voice: "The Huang family has died so many people recently, no one would be in the mood to pay homage to an anonymous tomb. These flowers were not placed by people from the Huang family."

It wasn't released by Huang's people, and naturally it couldn't be Bai Yesheng and Cheng Lijun, so...

"I have another question, is the man in black really from the Huang clan?" Qi Shu couldn't help asking.

Yang Xing thought for a while, and said: "It should be, he has the mark of the Huang family on his hand, and he has someone to worship."

"This person is probably his relative." Yan Yufeng said, "It's a pity that there is no name on the tablet, and we have no way of knowing his identity."

"At least one thing is known," Qi Shu said suddenly, "This is a woman."

Yang Xing glanced at the few flowers that were still fresh and tender, and nodded.

Yan Yufeng suddenly looked around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Maybe, we can find an insider who is willing to explain to us."

Qi Shu glanced at him: "Who?"

Yan Yufeng pulled out the demon carp from his waist, and said in a low voice, "I never thought that there would be spirit monsters in the Huang family's cemetery." As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him with the sound of a whip. In front of the three of them.

The man was translucent, looking at Yan Yufeng slightly tremblingly, with a look of horror on his face: "Don't do anything!"

Yang Xing was stunned: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Yang Xing in fear, and whispered: "I... I am from the Huang clan."

"A member of the Huang clan?" Qi Shu frowned, "How could the Huang clan tolerate the existence of ghosts? Why are you in the cemetery!"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted: "I, I know what you want to ask, and I will tell you all, don't kill me!"

Yang Xing looked at the overly frightened appearance of the ghost, and always felt that something was wrong: "Who did you meet before us?"

After Yang Xing reminded him, Qi Shu came to his senses: "I said why is he so scared, probably because he saw Bai Yesheng."

Hearing the words Bai Yesheng, the middle-aged man trembled even more.

"What do you know? Whose tomb is it?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and whispered about the origin of the owner of the tomb.

The owner of the tomb is a woman named Chu Rujun, who was not originally from the Huang clan, but after marrying into the Huang clan, she gave birth to a child named Huang Chu.

Originally, a family of three was very happy, but in a turmoil 70 years ago, all three of them died in the war, and there was no body left. This tomb was also built by later generations. It must be written by the family, so there is no word on the tombstone, and even decades later, no one knows whose tomb it is.

"Since everyone doesn't know the owner of the tomb, how do you know?" Yang Xing asked.

The middle-aged man sighed: "Because there is a young man who comes to worship once a year, and I saw him engraving on the tomb by chance, so I knew whose tomb it was."

"Carved characters?" Qi Shu asked suspiciously, "Then why are there no words on the stele?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "This tombstone can't be engraved by others casually. Without the guidance of Huang's people, outsiders can't even enter the cemetery."

Seeing that the three of them fell silent, the middle-aged man said cautiously, "Then may I ask... can I go?"

"Wait," Yang Xing said suddenly, "What does the young man you just mentioned look like?"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a while and said: "I have never seen his face either. He always wears black clothes and a black hood. He has a very weird temper. He will kill ghosts when he encounters them. I saw him He has to stay far away."

The three of them looked at each other and instantly understood who it was.