The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

While the two of Du Yan were talking, the Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect in the ancestral hall were almost busy, and the pillars and beams of the entire ancestral hall were painted with magic circles to suppress evil spirits.

When Du Yan saw the ancestral hall for the first time in the village, a piece of lacquer painting fell off the pillar, and the background color exposed under the lacquer painting was the magic circle drawn by these Taoist priests of the Maoshan School.

Standing in the middle, the Taoist priest with a long white beard nodded: "Yes, let them in."

A moment later, it was still the old man with gray beard that he had seen last time, holding a wooden box in his hand, and the young man next to him was holding a tablet in his hand.

"Master Dao, this is the body of the salesman. There are many beasts in the mountain, and the only head I can find is this. Is it possible?"

Taoist Master Maoshan nodded: "The only thing that ghost cares about in this world is this thing. Put his head and tablet in the hall, and the female ghost will take the bait."

The old man asked hesitantly: "It's not appropriate for this person with a foreign surname to be put in the ancestral hall of my surname?"

Taoist Maoshan glanced at him: "This is the sin of everyone in your village. Without the blessing of your ancestors, the female ghost's hostility will never dissipate."

The young man next to him is full of vigor, and he has no scruples when he speaks: "Can't we beat her to ashes, this female ghost has killed so many people, why should I be kind to her?"

Taoist Master Maoshan didn't want to say anything more to this stupefied young man, but the little disciple beside him rolled his eyes in disdain: "You have a good idea, and you want my master to recite the cause and effect for you for the evil you have done. No?"

When Du Yan saw what was in front of him, he understood why the ghost flying on the beam ran into the inner hall of the ancestral hall.It turned out that Liang Fei's body was used to steal the only thing she cared about, which was placed in the ancestral hall.

The Maoshan faction pays attention to a cycle of cause and effect, and its actions are not simple and rude to wipe out the ghosts.These Taoist priests of Maoshan took great pains to keep the female ghost under the ancestral hall in the village, in order to use the century-old incense of the surname Sun to turn away their hostility.

I don't know what happened to the female ghost, but after eating incense for more than two hundred years, it failed to smooth out her hostility.As soon as he saw a person with a special physique like Xiao Lang coming here, he couldn't wait to take the opportunity to make trouble and run out to make trouble.

After the Taoist priests left, the door of the ancestral hall remained closed.After a while, another group of people dressed as craftsmen walked in carrying various materials, and the ancestral hall was completely renovated.The roofs and pillars are painted with the lacquer paintings that Du Yan and the others had seen in the village. After the craftsmen left, the appearance of the ancestral hall does not look much different from that of 200 years later.

It seems that the celestial masters of Maoshan School have successfully lured the female ghost and suppressed it.

At this time, the door of the ancestral hall opened.Du Yan and Xiao Lang continued to repeat the previous journey, and when they pushed open the gate of the ancestral hall for the fourth time, Du Yan grabbed Xiao Lang's arm.

"Behind this may be the beginning of all tragedies. You have to remember that no matter what you encounter, you must tell yourself that these are all fake."

Xiao Lang nodded, and the two of them opened the door and entered the ancestral hall.

Behind the door this time is no longer the scene of the ancestral hall, but about Fan's life.

Fan's story is clichéd but tragic. She was sold to this village by her parents.

A 14-year-old single hunter in the village bought [-]-year-old Fan from her parents.When Fan got married, she didn't even have a wedding dress, so she was sent to the old Orion's bed like a livestock.

When Fan was pregnant, the old Orion met a pack of wolves in the mountains, leaving no bones left.Fan gave birth to a posthumous son, and raised his son by relying on the family's few acres of Susukida and doing some embroidery work.

Finally, I look forward to my son passing the Tongsheng examination, the scholar examination, and then entering the provincial capital to take the Juren examination.While her son was taking the exam, Fan had some time for herself. It was at this time that she met a peddler who came to the village for the first time to do small business.

Although Fan, as a widow, hardly ever leaves home in order to avoid suspicion, she still needs to go out to buy some needles and thread by herself at such times.

It turned out that the shopkeeper who came to the village regularly to do business was a rather old man, but this time it was a handsome young man.It is said that he is the son of an old merchant. When his father got old, his son took over the business.

Fan's son was born at the age of 15, and now he is only in his thirties, and he was born beautiful again, and his charm still exists.The little shopkeeper was dumbfounded when he saw her for the first time.

In the next few transactions, the peddler always found various excuses to send more needlework to Fan.Fan is a sensitive person, so he naturally knows what the little shopkeeper is thinking.

Her unwavering heart was finally shaken by this enthusiastic little shopkeeper.But Fan's still firmly rejected the little peddler, until this time, the peddler stuffed a small wooden box for Fan while no one was paying attention.

Du Yan opened his eyes, and saw an embroidery shed in his hand, his thin white fingers moved through it neatly, and soon a lifelike plum blossom appeared on it.Afterwards, he put down his embroidery work and stood up before the vanity mirror.

All in all, Du Yan couldn't control his body at all. Looking at the beautiful female face in the bronze mirror, he knew that he had become the Fan family from 200 years ago.

This is a trick Li Gui likes to use very much, to make the intruders experience all the misery they experienced during their lifetime.As long as the mind is shaken at the moment of experiencing all this, you may be scared to death, or you may be caught by a ghost.

All Du Yan can do now is to wait and see what happens.It's just that I don't know what kind of role Xiao Lang, who is also trapped here, will be.An idea came to his mind, Xiao Lang could not be that little peddler.

No matter what, now I can only stay in Fan's body.

Everything she does.Fan took out a small wooden box from a corner of the dressing table, it was the one given to her by the little peddler.

Inside the wooden box are a pair of earrings and a letter.

The earrings are to express affection, and Du Yan also saw clearly what was said in the letter.

Probably even the little peddler knew that it was difficult for them to be together because of their identities, but the peddler was willing to take Fan away. A widow like her was not from the village, and no one would care if she disappeared.In the end, the little shopkeeper said that he would wait for her in the woods outside the village on the night of the fifteenth day of next month.

Fan read the letter for a long time, and a tear fell on the letter paper.She hesitated to tear up the letter, but still couldn't bear it, so she put away the letter paper and folded it.

In the next few days, Fan's mind was still entangled in this matter. She used a piece of red cloth to make red embroidered shoes for herself that she had never worn, and after several hesitations she still could not make a decision.

Afterwards, Fan's son came home, and Fan, who was delighted, went out to buy meat for his son to improve his food.Du Yan's perspective at the moment was not on Fan Shi, but at home.

He saw Fan's son in her room and found the wooden box by accident.After reading the letter, he stood in the house for a long time and then left.

The next day, Fan's son went to the patriarch's house.On the third day, he left home again under the pretext of being busy with his studies.

In a blink of an eye, it will be the fifteenth day of the next month.Du Yan watched Fan Shi go to the appointment, but Fan Shi didn't want to elope with the shopkeeper, but decided to completely reject the shopkeeper. She still couldn't let go of her son.

Fan saw the shopkeeper waiting there in the woods, and returned the wooden box to the shopkeeper.The peddler asked her why, and Fan simply said, "I wish I could meet you when you were not married."

The shopkeeper opened the wooden box and found that in addition to the earrings and letters, there was also a pair of bright red delicately embroidered shoes.

Fan lowered her head, smiled sadly, and said that she hoped that the shopkeeper would meet a woman who treats her sincerely in the future, and when she gets married, she can put on this pair of embroidered shoes for her.

At this moment, the forest suddenly lit up.The patriarch brought the young and middle-aged men in the village and looked for them with torches.In the confusion, the shopkeeper escaped by chance, but Fan was arrested and brought back to the village.

Du Yan knelt on the cold bluestone bricks of the ancestral hall, his arms were tied behind his back, and his whole body was in pain.He can control this body now, and the irony is that when he can control it, he can't actually do anything.

A basin of cold water was splashed on Du Yan's head. He raised his head and saw the patriarch and the village elders standing in front of him.

"Fan Shi, do you know your mistake?"

Du Yan didn't say anything, he knew that no matter what he said now, it would be futile.

The patriarch said angrily: "Don't think that if you don't speak up, I can't do anything about you. The evidence is here."

With a lift of his hand, he threw the small wooden box down in front of Du Yan, the lid of the wooden box was thrown off, and the contents rolled out.The pair of bright red embroidered shoes happened to land in front of Du Yan.

The next thing was that the patriarch scolded Du Yan at length, how he did not abide by women's morals and how unwilling to be lonely to seduce the shopkeeper.Even the farmer standing behind him came forward and said that he had been seduced.

Du Yan didn't want to say anything, but at this moment he couldn't control his mouth: "Where's Hao'er?"

Hao'er is the son of the Fan family, and he has already passed the Juren examination. No matter how strict the clan's rules are, he cannot lynch Juren's mother without authorization.

The patriarch sneered: "Your son couldn't bear to see his mother's licentiousness, so he came to the clan to expose everything."

A biting chill went from the soles of Du Yan's feet to the top of his head, and he knew that this feeling of ashes did not come from himself, but from Fan's.

The patriarch finally decided to try the unruly widow in front of the whole village in three days according to the clan rules.

When the patriarch left, Du Yan was left alone in the ancestral hall, still kneeling on the ground with his hands bound.

Du Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, analyzing the situation in his heart.What Fan's encountered was definitely not that simple, such as being lynched to death simply because of his son's betrayal.Even if she is full of resentment, she has already killed most of the villagers, so she will not be sealed for 200 years and still have not been resolved.

At this moment, the door of the ancestral hall opened. Du Yan turned around and saw several young men dressed as peasants.Several men surrounded him with malicious smiles.

"Look at this tender body, it's so heartbreaking to be tied up with hemp rope..." One person squatted down, "I'll help you untie it, but you have to be obedient."

Obscenities spewed out endlessly from the mouths of several young men.Du Yan frowned, finally knowing where Fan's soaring resentment came from.

The corpses hanging in the ancestral hall are all male corpses. It seems that in the past few nights, almost all the men in the village have come to visit here and committed heinous crimes to the Fan family who was imprisoned in the ancestral hall.

Just as Du Yan was thinking about this, he was directly pushed to the ground.He raised his foot and wanted to kick, but found that his current strength was no different from that of a woman, and he had no resistance at all.

When things got to such a point, no matter how calm Du Yan was, he couldn't bear it any longer. He was just about to make a plan to escape.A person rushed in from outside the ancestral hall and kicked away the person who was pressing on Du Yan.

"Let's go." The visitor dragged Du Yan's hand and ran outside.

Du Yan took a closer look and found that it was actually that little peddler. After thinking about it, he asked, "Xiao Lang?"

The man nodded: "It's me, sorry I'm late, I was able to control this body not long ago."

Before the two of them ran out of the village entrance, they heard someone shouting behind them: "People ran away! People ran away!"