"Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu is not good! Someone has died." Uncle Jiu, who had just returned home, was called out by the militia captain Awei before he could take a break.

"So what's wrong!" Uncle Jiu asked impatiently as he looked at the stretcher carried in by Awei's subordinates.

"Uncle Jiu, look," Awei said, opening the white cloth covered on the stretcher, revealing the body lying on it.

"Yes!" Uncle Jiu glanced at the deceased, then took two steps forward, and lifted up the other white cloths.

Seeing Uncle Jiu checking the body, Awei said, "Uncle Jiu! The forensic doctor said, "Before their death, their blood was taken away. Uncle Jiu, you are an expert, I want you to see if they were killed by zombies?" After saying this, Awei added another sentence and said, "Uncle Jiu, these people seem to have patterns on their eyebrows!"

Uncle Jiu looked at these bloodless dead people and the mark on their eyebrows, shook his head and said firmly, "It was not done by zombies, because although zombies suck blood, they only drink blood in people's hearts and will not absorb all the blood on people's body." Uncle Jiu said, lifting the chin of a male corpse. The dead man was about thirty years old, with a smile on his face, as if he had seen something to be happy before his death. Uncle Jiu looked at the strange smile on the face of the deceased and the pattern of unknown origin and said to Awei; "Look at their expressions, each of these people's expressions is smiling. This means that they did not see zombies before they died, otherwise they would not be able to laugh."

After hearing Uncle Jiu’s explanation, Awei asked in confusion, "Uncle Jiu, who did that! I, Awei, have been in the army for so many years, but I have never heard of this method of death!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the corpses and said to Wencai beside him, "Wencai, go and count and see how many people died in total?"

"Oh, Wencai responded, went up to count, and said, "Master, there are twelve people in total, six men and six women, old and young, and they all died with a smile."

"Six men and six women and old men!" Uncle Jiu muttered and checked again. After checking, Uncle Jiu looked at the blue sky above his head and shook his head, "It's such a misfortune of Taoism! Awei, we probably met our colleagues this time!"

When he saw my cousin coming, Ren Tingting, who had just come out, said after listening to Uncle Jiu's words, "Come on! Uncle Jiu, what do you mean by this? Aren't these people killed by my grandfather?"

Uncle Jiu sighed, "It's easier to do it because your grandfather did it! Unfortunately, none of them are! Some of these people are wearing pajamas, obviously they were attracted by others in their sleep. If I guess correctly, they should have been born in the lunar calendar, so they will be harmed by others."

Wencai looked at the smiling corpses and couldn't help but shiver; "Master, who is going to harm them? And what's the use of harming them?"

Uncle Jiu thought and replied while walking around these corpses, "These people's fate is Yin, and there are many forbidden techniques in my Taoist family that will use them. And those who are so inhumane and who draw talismans in their eyebrows are the resurrection technique."

"Resurrection technique! It sounds amazing!" Wencai said with an agreement.

Uncle Jiu explained, "The full name of this spell is His Life Resurrection Technique. It requires twelve people as sacrifices to go to the underworld to report. As long as the magic is completed, the soul of a newly dying person can be forced to be summoned from the underworld. If you cooperate with other spells at that time, the summoned person can become a half-corpse and half-human existence. However, this technique is harmful to the sky, and without a certain Taoist practice, it cannot be used."

"Master, can you use this spell?" Wencai asked curiously.

Uncle Jiu shook his head and said, "No, this spell is harmful to heaven. In our generation, the master has never been passed down." After saying this, Uncle Jiu said with a little uncertainty. "I don't know, but the eldest brother should know something, because he is my Maoshan sect. Those forbidden techniques that the disciples prohibit reading are nothing to him. If he had the will, he should know one or two."

Awei looked at Uncle Jiu with a cautious look on his face and asked, "Uncle Jiu, what should we do? These people died in vain, and we have no clue at all!"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu replied with a smile, looking like a Taoist master, "Who said there is no clue?"

"Uncle Jiu, everyone who sees this is dead. Where can we go to find the murderer!" Awei asked carefully.

Uncle Jiu sorted out his clothes and asked Awei's men to carry all the corpses into the charity village, and replied, "When a person dies, his soul will return to the underworld, and his soul is sent by someone to cast spells. As long as we move fast enough, we will definitely be able to stop them before they pass through the Yin and Yang Realm. As long as we stop them, it will be clear who will do it at that time!" After saying this, Uncle Jiu shouted to Wencai, "Wencai, go prepare the bill, I want to open an oath to make a move, travel to the underworld every day, and seek justice for them."

After the screen left and right, Uncle Jiu left only Wencai in the room. At this time, Uncle Jiu was wearing a brand new apricot yellow Taoist robe and a Tianshi crown, and said to Wencai beside him. "I lit a soul-stimulating incense in the incense burner in front of me. Remember, if this incense is not back before I burned, you can't touch me with your hands, but you must hit my head with the soul-summoning banner. Remember, you must wake me up, otherwise if I haven't come back after the time, you will be in trouble, do you know?"

Wencai asked in confusion with the soul-suming banner with Uncle Jiu's name written on it, "Master, you can't come back, why are you in trouble?"

Uncle Jiu clasped his hands and said, "My teacher and Judge Lu from the underworld are good friends. You must know that this relationship cannot be lost anywhere. So if I am in the underworld and miss it for a while, I guess he won't make things difficult for me too much. But you are different. If I know that you are not obedient, hehe, think about the consequences yourself!"

Wencai heard this and said with a bitter face, "Ah! No! The underworld is also doing this!"

Uncle Jiu lit the incense candle on the incense burner with a talisman and said, "Of course! Otherwise, what would I do for the paper money I usually let you burn? I want to go down and make some connections! Okay, I'm leaving. After my soul enters the underworld, you have to throw more paper money into the brazier. If it's less, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Wencai picked up a handful of paper money and threw it into the brazier, saying, "Oh, don't worry, Master, I will definitely burn more paper money for you so that you can be glorious in the underworld."

"Bastard, can I use that money? It's not me, but I'm just taking care of those ghosts." Uncle Jiu cursed angrily, then his head lowered and his breath disappeared.

"Master, Master?" Wencai looked at Uncle Jiu and exclaimed.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Jiu asked with his head raised.

Seeing Uncle Jiu raise his head, Wencai said happily, "Master, you are so capable! You are back so soon!"

"What nonsense! I haven't gone yet!" Uncle Jiu replied helplessly.

Wencai said strangely, "Master, then you just now?"

Uncle Jiu pointed at Wencai and cursed, "I'm looking for a feeling! I have to ask, you are so troublesome!" After saying this, Uncle Jiu's head tilted and he disappeared again.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's appearance, Wencai threw a few handfuls of paper money into the brazier, then took the soul-summoning banner and shouted in a low voice to Uncle Jiu's position, "Master, Master?"

"What are you doing?" Uncle Jiu looked up and looked at Wencai again.

Wencai looked at Uncle Jiu's gaze and waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, you go quickly, go quickly."

"Where are you going?" Uncle Jiu said and stood up, then bowed to the incense and candle, extinguishing the incense that had just burned.

"Master, aren't you going to the underworld? Don't worry, go." Wencai said with a smile.

Uncle Jiu took the soul-summoning banner from Wencai's hand, and slapped Wencai's head hard, and said, "What else are you going! When you die, I'll go down to see you."

Wencai rubbed her beaten head and said strangely, "Master, don't you go to find those ghosts!"

Uncle Jiu threw all the previous ones into the brazier, and said without raising his head, "I've finished asking, I'm back!"

"So fast!" Wencai said strangely.

After burning the paper money, Uncle Jiu said while packing his things, "One day in heaven, one year in the world, one year in the world, one year in the underworld. I have been in the underworld for two days, so it's still fast! You should be more serious in your homework in the future and don't understand nothing, otherwise it's not just you who are embarrassed, but I, a master, will be embarrassed."

Wencai heard this and quickly ran to Uncle Jiu, and while praising him, he asked, "Master, how are you asking?"

Uncle Jiu relaxed and said, "Those ghosts were eliminated by people's memories. I checked them with magic and found that they only remember one thing, that is, the eighth day of the second month, and some accurate birth dates and eight characters. Although the eighth day of the second month is the day of Sakyamuni's monk, I think he must have nothing to do with Buddhism. It should be the birth dates and eight characters of the person who was summoned by magic."

Wencai asked while packing up the bill with Uncle Jiu, "Master, why do we still have to fiddle with the altar? Are these useful?"

Uncle Jiu quickly arranged the bill and said, "It's useful. If you know the accurate birth date and horoscope, I can use this as a basis to fight against the mage who uses soul-summoning techniques. What's going on at that time will be impossible to escape my magical eyes."

After packing the altar, Uncle Jiu used a red pen to write down the birth date he had obtained on a yellow talisman, folded the yellow paper into the shape of a paper man, and soaked it in a basin.

Looking at the paper man put into the water, Uncle Jiu shaved the bell and chanted the spell; "Heaven and the earth are spiritual, Maoshan talismans show gods, and substitute techniques." As Uncle Jiu said, the paper man put into the water was like a drowning person, struggling in the water basin, but the copper basin is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no place to catch. Therefore, although the paper man is constantly struggling, it has no effect at all, and he cannot climb out of the copper basin.

A few miles away from Yizhuang, there is a cave where flags are everywhere in this small cave. At the innermost location, there is a stone platform made of yellow cloth, and a person is lying on the stone platform. The man is lying on the stone platform and struggling constantly, as if he has encountered some danger.

There was a bill like Uncle Jiu in front of the stone platform, with various magical instruments and sacrifices placed on it. Seeing the young man's struggle, the mage sitting cross-legged behind the bill frowned, then picked up a yellow talisman on the table and flew onto the young man.

"Where did the wild monkey come from? He actually dared to make trouble with me! Humph, Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him, wanting to fight with me, and he didn't see if his Taoist practice was enough!" The mage looked at the Taoist talisman that seemed to be soaked in water after flying to the young man. He shouted angrily, and then stood up.
Chapter completed!