After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Only Master Qian, Qian Zhihong, and his wife knew about Qian Min's soul-changing, but the whole village knew about Qian Min's resurrection and Zhao's daughter's sudden death from a strange illness.

Although it seems to outsiders that there is no direct connection between these two events, there are always a few spectators who like to get together and guess. There are so many rumors that there are many people who have guessed right. These words quickly reached Qian Zhihong's ears. He knew that this matter violated ethics, so he kept pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Father!" Qian Zhihong roared angrily. Doesn't his father's sentence "The Taoist priest said it is indeed good" mean that he fully admitted Qian Min's change of soul?

Master Qian put down the teacup, and his tone was not very kind: "Things are already like this, Miner is already like this, how long do you want to hide it? I have already said that this kind of thing will have retribution sooner or later... It's just not Think of it, the retribution came so quickly!" Regardless of Qian Zhihong's objection, he told all about Qian Min's soul-changing.

After he finished speaking, with tears in his eyes, Qian Zhihong turned his head and let out a long sigh—I admit it!

Xiao Zijun pursed his thin lips tightly. It turned out that the truth of the matter was quite different from what he thought.

He thought it was Qian Min who died of illness, so he asked someone to summon his soul. This kind of thing happens a lot in some villages. Whether it succeeds or not depends on the way of being a legal person. Some people who have practiced well can summon the dead soul to stay for two more days. It is also possible.But occasionally there are cases where someone else’s soul is wrongly summoned. In this case, most of the dead souls have unfulfilled wishes, and they are floating in the world and refuse to leave. On other people's bodies.This kind of person generally has no resentment, as long as the dead soul is rescued, it will leave on its own.

However, what Xiao Zijun didn't expect was that the Qian family actually took the soul of a living person and placed it on Qian Min's body forcibly, and there were still two people...

frenzied.

Before Xiao Zijun opened his mouth, Xuanwen couldn't hold back after hearing it, and he spoke with anger: "Then the son of the Zhao family is only a three-year-old child, can you do such a thing?" He felt angry in his heart. , Cursed secretly again: "It deserves it."

Xiao Zijun didn't stop him, he felt that Xuanwen didn't say anything wrong, what if it didn't deserve it.

But after a while, he still asked: "Since one soul belongs to the Zhao family's son, what about the other?"

Who would have thought that Xiao Zijun's question caught both Qian Zhihong and Master Qian. They looked at each other, and Qian Zhihong said calmly: "We really don't know who the other one is. No matter how stupid we are, we won't be able to compare them." Putting two souls in one body, this, isn't this harming my son!"

Xuanwen continued: "You also know that this method will harm people, why didn't you think that this would harm two children?"

Qian Zhihong completely retreated from his hostility, and said in a soft tone: "At the beginning, I was eager to save my son, who would have thought that this living soul would carry memories like a living person..."

"you……"

Xuanwen saw that he had a bitter face, and what he said was full of regret, but there was no regret for hurting others. His words rushed to his lips, and he didn't know how to scold him.

Qian Zhihong shook his head, his mind was like a mess, he didn't know which sentence he had offended someone.

Xiao Zijun looked away from the two of them: "Since you really can't remember, I'll give you some clues. When I was observing your son, I found that he kept repeating two sentences, one about medicinal materials, Then this person must be the soul of the son of the Zhao family, because his father is a doctor, it is normal for him to teach him medicine before his death."

"And the other sentence is 'It's so cold, you are so cruel'. When he said this, he would have some feminine gestures, such as crossing his hands and covering his chest, so the other person should be a woman."

Xiao Zijun paused: "I saw the nanny's throat was slashed several times with a sharp object in the room, and finally bled to death, so I guess this person was killed by cutting her throat, and she imitated her own death situation before manipulating The body killed the nanny..."

"Wait." Qian Zhihong interrupted him, and asked in disbelief: "You said the nanny was killed by a child?"

Xiao Zijun raised his eyelids, looked at him like a mallet, and asked, "Could it be that she smashed the teacup herself, poked her neck seven or eight times and killed herself?"

Qian Zhihong was silent, Xiao Zijun knew he was puzzled, and explained: "She must have knocked over the lamp in the room, and she hit somewhere, and she was overwhelmed by the fright and the impact and fainted, so her throat was cut, but her body It's a juvenile body, not strong enough, and can only make a lot of strokes. You can recall whether such a person in the Qian family has ever died."

Xiao Zijun took a sip of water after he finished speaking. It had been a long time since he had spoken so much at once. He put down his glass and looked up, and saw Xuanwen looking at him in disbelief.

Xuanwen: "Master, it turns out that you can talk so much at once... Then why didn't you talk to us on Xiaoshan?"

Xiao Zijun coughed dryly and spit out a word: "...Tired."

It's really tiring to talk so much, isn't it good to say something simple?

"I remembered!" Qian Zhihong said suddenly, "That person...that person..." His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't want to believe what he said next.

"That person was a maid. At that time, the Taoist Wu Yan said that changing the soul requires a blind introduction. It is an earth spirit fruit poured with human blood. I asked two servants to pick it. Later, the maid's throat was cut to get blood, but ...But Wuyan gave me a pack of bone powder, the maid has no bones left, how could..."

Xuanwen said: "Bone powder can turn a corpse, but it can't turn a soul. Maybe it's because the bones are gone as soon as a person dies. The soul that hasn't had time to go has nowhere to go, and it has brought some resentment back. Didn't I just say, Insanely using the Earth Spirit Fruit from the back mountain, the soul is likely to be hidden in the Earth Spirit Fruit and entered the son's body."

Xiao Zijun: "That makes sense."

Xuanwen: ...

Qian Zhihong regretted endlessly: "Master Taoist, what should we do now, how can we save my son?"

Xiao Zijun shook his head: "The two inside are no longer sons, so we can only strip off the two souls and bury their bodies."

Qian Zhihong panicked: "... strip the soul? What if you don't strip it?"

"There are three situations. One is that one soul occupies the body, and the other dies. Whether the living soul can adapt to the body is another matter. Even if he adapts, he is no longer the real Qian Min. The second is that both sides will suffer, and the body will be torn. Crush, and the third is that the two souls cannot compete for a long time, and this body rots."

Qian Zhihong couldn't recover for a long time after hearing this, as if after a long time, he couldn't accept the fact that Qian Min was dead. It's gone, it's still like going crazy." Only then did all his hopes be shattered in one fell swoop, and he realized that if he didn't put everything back in place, the farce would never stop.

The Qian family agreed to strip Qian Min's soul, and the soul array was set up, but Xiao Zijun came out of the house. Xuanwen saw that he looked as if nothing had happened, and asked him, "Master, why did you come out?"

Xiao Zijun sent them two words: "You go."

"I?"

"What about you? Didn't I teach you the Soul Stripping Formation two days ago? It's just a matter of time for you to try it out. Afterwards, remember to use the induction technique to bring the dead soul back to its place."

Xiao Zijun left the mess to his disciples. He sat in the courtyard of Qian's house, watching the servants start to hang white silk, decorate the mourning hall, remove those red things, and everything he looked at was white.

Pale, forlorn.

By the time Xuanwen finished telling the story, Fang Yuan had asked the boss to serve two pots of tea. At this time, he drank enough water and burped.

Xuanwen asked: "Xiaoyuan, what do you want to say after listening?"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "Poor Zhao family's youngest son, his soul was taken out when he was born, and the soul was finally stripped out, but his body was buried and rotted long ago."

"What else?" Xiao Zijun asked, taking a sip of his tea.

"And..." Fang Yuan thought for a while, then said with a smile: "And Master, can you really talk so much at once? I haven't seen it either."

Xiao Zijun glanced at him, feeling a little hot in his ears, and rewarded Fang Yuan with a word: "Get lost."

Fang Yuan laughed hahaha, and leaned closer: "Master, don't be angry, I was joking with you. Also, who is this Wuyan, and he never appeared again?"

Xiao Zijun replied: "No. But, do you still remember what Wu Yan said before leaving?"

Fang Yuan thought for a while: "Wu Yan said that he really wanted to ask the Qian family for something, but now is not the time, and he will come back to get it when he needs it. So, they think Wu Yan is back this time?"

Xiao Zijun: "There are some problems that are useless to think about. You need to actually investigate to know."

Fang Yuan nodded: "Well... makes sense."

Xiao Zijun: ...

Seeing that Fang Yuan was still drinking a cup of herbal tea, Xuanwen couldn't help asking him: "The tea is getting cold, Xiao Yuan, have you finished drinking it? Let's go to Qian's house to see the situation."

Fang Yuan put down the teacup and said, "Drink it up, let's go." He just got up and felt a little dizzy, so he supported the table for a while.

Seeing this, Xuanwen asked him, "What's wrong?"

He waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, maybe I got up violently." He smiled at Xuanwen: "Let's go, Master has gone forward."

When we arrived at Qian's house, the gate was closed. Compared with four years ago, the mansion was more magnificently decorated.Xuanwen stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a servant came out and asked, "Who are you?"

"We are from Xiaoshan. We have received a letter from your residence and come to pay a visit." Xuanwen handed the envelope of the letter that Xiao Zijun gave him before, and the person saw that it was indeed the seal of the Qian family, and said politely: "Hold on, three, I'll go in and make an announcement."

After a cup of tea, the master of the Qian family came out, and he recognized Xiao Zijun when he saw him. He was stunned for a moment, and politely stepped forward to salute: "Daoist Xiao!"

But after Xiao Zijun identified it, he realized that this person was actually Qian Zhihong!He looks a lot richer, looks in good spirits, and is not as worried as he wrote in the letter.

Xiao Zijun replied: "Young Master Qian."

"Come, come, come into the house." He invited the three of them into the house, and he still recognized Xuanwen. When he saw Fang Yuan, he was taken aback and asked, "Who is this?"

Xiao Zijun said: "My little apprentice, Fang Yuan."

After all, Qian Zhihong is a businessman, and he couldn't change his enthusiastic flattery, so he smiled and said, "The Taoist priest has accepted a new apprentice, okay." He looked at Fang Yuan, and praised: "He is really handsome, a good-looking talent, It will become a great weapon in the future! Haha!"

Fang Yuan smiled: "Young Master Qian is absurd."

"Hey, my vision is right." Qian Zhihong smiled and waved his hands, "Everyone sit down and drink tea." When everyone was seated, Qian Zhihong took a sip of tea and asked, "Daoist Xiao this time Come, what is it?"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan and Xuan Wen glanced at each other, their faces were full of puzzlement, it was obviously sent by the Qian family, but why did they look ignorant.

Among the three, Xiao Zijun was the calmest. He took out the letterhead and handed it to Qian Zhihong, saying, "Didn't the Qian family send this letter to Xiaoshan?"

Qian Zhihong took the letter and glanced at it. He was absent-minded for a moment, then put the letter away, and said with a smile: "My father is indeed a little unusual recently. If Daoist Xiao is free, please come and visit with me."