C36 Relic

I took the suitcase out of the room and placed it on the ground in the yard. The suitcase was covered with a thick layer of dust. I've never heard the old man mention this suitcase before. It was locked and I cut it open with my axe. I reached for the suitcase and opened it. There was a musty smell in it, something that must have been there for years.

I took out the items in the case. There were a few old clothes with a few bugs on top, a few magic tools under them, a bronze mirror in the shape of a Eight Trigrams, a copper bell, and a metal plate.

I reached for the iron plate and looked at it carefully. There were pictures on it with the word "Yin" carved into it. Those two people said they want me to hand over the token, is that it?

"What are you looking for?" Tang Yufeng floated over and glanced at the metal token in my hand. "What is this? Is it an item left behind by Old Master Liu?"

"I don't know, but it seems like that's what those two want."

He was now certain that those two individuals had something to do with the old man's death. However, the old man didn't have the slightest scar on his body, so the cause of death was rather strange. If they were killed by those two individuals, then there would be more or less wounds on his body. Forget it, let's finish dealing with the old man's later matters first. The old man's sudden death could also be considered a big matter in the village.

The next morning, the sky had just begun to brighten. Carrying the picture of the old man, I followed a convoy and headed straight for the cemetery. I don't know why, but I didn't feel too sad about the old man's death. I was so excited that I couldn't help but shed a few tears.

Following a burst of mournful music, the few burly men lifted the old man's coffin and placed it into the excavated pit. Then, they erected a tombstone and scattered the paper money on it. I'll have the village head send some people back first. I want to stay here with the old man for a bit longer.

I had been squatting in front of the tombstone burning paper for the old man, bringing along two bottles of wine and a few dishes.

"Old Man …" "You said that even if you die, you won't leave me any inheritance, even if you wait for me to come back so that I can take my last breath!"

After doing business with a dead person for a lifetime, you didn't expect me to be the one to send you off, right? You brought me up as a child without a son on your knees, and I also managed to send you off to your death in your old age." I took a sip of the wine, then poured a cup and placed it in front of the tombstone. "Drink …" "You used to love to drink. These two bottles of wine are your favorite red sorghum wine.

The old gramps raised me since I was a child, and the feelings I had towards him are like the affection between father and son. No matter what, I will definitely find the person who killed the old gramps to avenge him. The two robbers from the previous night also couldn't get rid of the suspicion. They didn't want the body of the old man, but rather the token.

But it couldn't prove that the two of them had killed the old man, so they couldn't wrongly accuse him without any evidence.

After a few days, the old man finished his first 7. I packed up my things and prepared to return to the city. I sold the old man's shop. If it wasn't for the fact that this store is also worth some money, I would have burned this shop down.

I took the old gramps spirit tablet back to the city and placed it next to Tang Yu's spirit tablet. For the past few days, I've been feeling a bit depressed, and stayed home for more than a week without going out. Tang Yufeng accompanied me. I used a towel to wipe the few things that the old man had left behind. They didn't look like they were used to catch ghosts, but they were definitely related to the dead.

The old tutor has never talked about anything in the past, and I've never asked. Could it be that this old tutor was a Daoist?

"Don't be sad, people can't be revived, grieve for the passing of time!" Tang Yufeng appeared in front of me and sat down beside me. I knew that she was trying to comfort me, but I wasn't in the mood for that right now. I really suspected that I was a fiend.

"The old gramps said before that as long as I can help you find the murderer, you can go into reincarnation and I can obtain my freedom!"

Tang Yu Feng's expression slightly changed as she said solemnly: "What do you mean by that?"

"What else could it mean? Don't you understand?" I got up and took out a can of beer from the fridge, then I took a sip and said, "You're a ghost, and I'm a human, so we're not suitable for each other. The old man originally wanted me to marry you to help you dispel the anger and send you to reincarnation."

"So that's how it is. Seems like I was overthinking it." Tang Yufeng stood up and her tone became somewhat cold. There were some things that were less painful than less painful. It would have been better to explain things earlier.

"If that's the case, then I understand too. I'm a bit tired, so I'll go back and rest first." Tang Yufeng's body flashed as she turned into a streak of light and flew into the tablet. Drinking my beer, I lay down on the sofa. Not long later, I fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I was awoken by the sound of a doorbell.

Faintly standing up, I walked to the door and opened it to see Chu Lingyun and Fang Ya standing outside.

"Brother Liu, what happened to you? Why is your face so ugly?"

"It's you two. What's the matter?"

I said dispiritedly, "If there's nothing else, don't disturb me. I want to sleep."

Chu Lingyun softly said, "Alright then, I'll come and find you tomorrow."

I closed the door behind me and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I had been living a life of savagery these past few days, and I had indeed become a lot more haggard.

I yawned and walked out of the bathroom. I reached into my backpack and took out the few magic tools. I placed them on the table. The copper bell made a crisp sound.

I was stunned and stretched out my hand to grab the axe on the incense table, "How did you get in here? Where did this ghost come from to act so atrociously? Do you want its soul to scatter?!"

"Don't... I did not do it intentionally. It was you, Master, who summoned me. "

"Bullshit..." When did I summon you! "

The wandering soul pointed at the bronze bell on the incense table, then said somewhat fearfully, "That thing in your hand is a Soul Summoning Bell. As long as the Soul Summoning Bell rings, the nearby ghosts will all report to this place."

"You mean this?" I extended my hand to take the bronze bell and gently shook it twice. Following a crisp sound, a ball of white mist appeared in the room and the temperature immediately dropped. I vigilantly looked around me before a dozen or so wandering souls appeared within the room. They uniformly stood in two rows and kneeled before me.

"This... "What does that mean?" The lordmaster's treasure was truly amazing. It could actually command the surrounding ghosts to do something for him.

I coughed lightly and said, "About that …" I told you guys to come here and help me find two people. If you find them, then tell me immediately. "

I specially drew two portraits of the man in black who came to snatch the tokens that night. Although the paintings were not very professional, I could still barely see through them. I had no choice but to bring these brats over, but I didn't know what to do to make them lose face like this. It wasn't easy for me to send away those brats. I placed the bronze bell in front of the old man's spirit tablet as if I had found a great treasure.

I took the bronze mirror and placed it on the tea table. Looking around, I didn't find anything special.

I was also a little tired and drank a few cans of beer. My head felt a little dizzy. I got up and went into my bedroom to lie down on the bed. Not long later, I fell asleep. I had a strange dream that I was in my own living room, and then the old man appeared.

"Old Man …" So it's you who's looking for me? " The old man sat down on the sofa. Beside him were two paper men who were massaging his waist and legs. He hadn't received such treatment in his previous life, but after he died, he began to enjoy his blessings.

"Lordmaster, how did you die? Can you tell me?" The old man only smiled at me without saying a word. His smile was a bit strange and cautious.

I vigilantly said, "Old Gramps, can you stop laughing and quickly say it?"

The old man pointed out the window, and I looked back. It was dark outside, with only a snow-white moon hanging in the night sky.

"What do you want me to see?" I looked back and saw that the old man had disappeared.