Walking along the mountain road, from time to time you will meet students memorizing English words, or young men and women in pairs.【

My cousin suddenly stopped, took out his compass, looked around, and then said to me in a low voice: "Sister, here... I think... it's not a mountain, but a tomb."

"What's the meaning?"

"This is a Feng Shui cave. Those who can be buried here are definitely powerful people. How can there be no one buried in this wonderful place?"

I smiled and said, "Feng Shui, didn't you say that Feng Shui can change? This place is in a good location now, but it wasn't necessarily a good location a few decades ago. Now they are all cremated, so who would bury them here?"

"No," my cousin shouted, "it's Feng Shui. Let's put it this way, the whole of China has a main dragon vein, which has not changed for thousands of years. And here, I think it should be the dragon vein of this city. I

I don’t really understand it, I just read some books about Feng Shui during this period.”

"Forget it, you don't understand anyway. None of us understand. What does this have to do with that girl?"

"Such things shouldn't happen in the dragon veins of great Feng Shui. Even if someone slips and falls to death here, their ghosts shouldn't linger. Even if the previous dismemberment is true, there shouldn't be evil spirits.

.”

"So, this is not a dragon vein."

"But..." My cousin didn't understand either, but it really didn't make sense. I walked up all the way, and he kept thinking behind me. When they reached a platform again and were about to reach the top of the mountain, he suddenly said

: "Unless someone has been buried here, this is a grave. And it is an ancient tomb. The ancient tomb has absorbed the energy of heaven and earth from this Feng Shui cave for many years, nourishing the grave and corpse. The people who died unjustly in this place did not get anything.

Purified, unable to reincarnate."

"Then what do you do?" I asked.

My cousin hesitated for a moment, looked at the compass, and lost his attention. I looked at the trees around me. No one is allowed to cut down trees here. Except on the paths, the trees in other places are still very big. I said: "

I remember a movie said that trees also have memory. They rely on the magnetic field where things happen to remember. Can we ask the trees?"

Science says so, and movies show it this way, but how do you ask the tree? What I want to do is, just like in the movie, get an instrument to monitor the bio-waves emitted by the tree. Well, it’s so high-tech.

But what my cousin wants is...

"Let's try it. There are so many trees here and there are graves. Maybe some trees have become spirits? We can ask ghosts directly here."

It was broad daylight, so fortunately there were not many students here. My cousin looked around and chose to continue going up. When he reached the next platform, there were no students anymore. There was no one around, so his cousin picked up some pebbles.

, a hexagon was laid out on the path, with a small section of red line pressed under the small stone. This is called a game.

What a crude situation.

He also said: "You should use chopsticks to take out the bowl. This is my first time doing this. I have seen my dad do it before, but I don't know if it will be successful."

I sat on a stone chair nearby, propped up my chin and said, "Who dares to ask ghosts in broad daylight?"

My cousin rolled his eyes at me, looked at the compass, counted the time, and said: "Even during the day, there will be cloudy periods. And today is cloudy, and the sun cannot shine. There are pine and cypress trees all around.

It is inherently Yin. This is a tomb, and the Yin energy is even stronger. Maybe there will be ghosts to answer our questions?"

My cousin pulled me and moved my position, saying that I was blocking the direction. Watching him face that situation, well, it is also called a formation. But I think if those six small stones are called a formation, then the child would jump

Every house can be called a formation.

He muttered a few mantras in a low voice, but I couldn't hear him, so I saw him take out the millet from his pocket. He peeled the millet and got the rice, and sprinkled five grains of rice into the game.

Then, he asked: "We are here to find out what happened to the girl who had an accident here nine days ago. If you know, please give me a hint."

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

Alas, it's not a ghost movie, so don't expect it to be so exciting.

After waiting for a gust of wind to blow all five of his cousin's rice grains out of the game, he failed.

The cousin squatted on the ground in annoyance, picking up the six pebbles. He didn’t know what he did wrong. There are also some places called zhanmi because they use rice. In the absence of chopsticks, the cousin chose

There should be nothing wrong with using rice. The six stones, so simple, shouldn't be wrong. He checked the time and place with the compass, and there should be nothing wrong. Anyway, it was a failure.

Just when we turned around to leave, we saw a girl holding an English book not far away. She asked timidly: "Do you know this? Are you looking for Cailan?"

Cailan is that girl's name. I don't know it, but it was written on the funeral tablet that my cousin did for her.

The cousin quickly said: "Yes, you know?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, classmate, how about we go down the mountain to have something to eat while we talk. It's quite cold up here, and you should be out of school soon."

At this time, it was already after four o'clock in the afternoon. But it felt like it was after six o'clock in the mountains. It was overcast and the wind was very cold. The thin autumn skirt I was wearing was really not warm. In this season, everything is good

, that is, the temperature difference is large.

When I approached, the female classmate immediately stepped back and lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to speak and was very scared. I think Cailan was her classmate, so she was scared.

My cousin looked at the compass in his hand and patted me. But I was really cold, so I ignored him and walked around the girl towards the bottom of the mountain.

My cousin followed me hurriedly, and the girl was right behind us. She slowly followed us down and said, "I had a dream the night before yesterday about Cailan. She said she didn't slip and fall.

She was pushed down by people, no, by... ghosts. Do you believe it?"

"Yes." I said, "So didn't we come and take a look today?"

The cousin said: "You keep talking. We are listening. When we go back, we can talk to Cailan's parents and help her."

The girl said: "She said she died. She was pushed down and thought she just fainted. When she woke up, she couldn't see her surroundings, couldn't hear, and couldn't speak. Because she found that she didn't

She knew she was dead. But she could feel something happening in the mountain. She was looking for her head, but she couldn't find it. But she met the ghost who pushed her down the mountain. The ghost actually used her head.

Head. It was the ghost who snatched her head."

I asked: "What about the ghost's own head?"

The cousin immediately said: "I know, that ghost was the one who was dismembered a few years ago, and her own head can't be found."

"Yes, can you really help Cailan get her back?"

Before I could speak, my cousin immediately said: "Try your best. We don't guarantee it, but we will find a way. If we can't do anything, you can't blame us. After all, we don't understand this very well. And like this

Things like this are common in that world, so we can't interfere with the order there."

I opened my mouth and was about to speak when my cousin said again: "Okay, let's go talk to Cailan's parents first. We can't make her parents so worried. Let's go, go, go. Hurry up.

.sister."

My cousin was walking very fast, so I had no choice but to follow him and speed up. When I looked back at the girl, she didn't even continue walking with us. She just stood on the mountainside and watched us cry.

After we got down the mountain, I asked, "Why are you walking so fast?" You must know that his speed is definitely not something that someone with high heels can catch up with. Fortunately, I am more familiar with wearing high heels.

Running is no problem.

My cousin took a long breath, panted slightly, walked towards our car, and said, "I asked you to look at the compass just now, why did you just ignore me and walk out? The compass needle was trembling all the time. When I looked at it,

There is a problem."

"That place is a vent, so it's cold."

"Then did you see that girl came down?"

"No. It's time for school to end, and she doesn't even have time to eat or take a shower. When I was in high school, I could eat and take a shower at the speed of a war."

My cousin rolled his eyes at me: "She was possessed by Cailan. Cailan died here in vain and can't get out of this mountain. And you are here, Yang Qi is strong, she doesn't dare to come out to answer my game, so she has to borrow the help of her classmates

Come up and tell us this. I didn't let you speak just now because I was worried that you didn't know and blindly promised her to come down. You know, when you promise a ghost, you have to do it. If you can't do it, it's over. That's why I took your words.

.”

"So, is that female classmate okay?"

"It's okay. Cailan has no ill intentions. She just wants to tell others about her affairs. When the female classmate wakes up, she will go down the mountain. She will not remember talking to us."

When I got back to the car, I looked at the mountain. Absolutely Cailan was quite pitiful.

Because I came into close contact with that thing today, when I went home, my cousin specially picked grapefruit leaves to clean himself. He also lit some dry leaves at the entrance of our building, crossed the fire, and then went home. About me in the article

The grapefruit leaves mentioned many times, dear friends, there are really many grapefruit trees here. In our community, they are used as landscape trees. In rural areas, three out of five households have grapefruit trees in front of their homes. It is easy to obtain materials.

The next day, when his cousin went to Lao Song to report, he asked Lao Song for the phone number of Cailan's father. Because they had contacted him for the funeral before, Lao Song still had his phone number.

My cousin told his parents about this matter and said that we can only say that there is nothing we can do about this kind of thing. Because the rules of that world are like this, and we can't change it. In the novel, what kind of Taoist priests help ghosts to get their heads back?

All the things are false. Because in reality, such things are a law there, and there is no way for people to overcome them.

Maybe many years later, we will hear again that someone died on that mountain, and their heads were also broken. That may be because Cailan couldn't stand guarding that mountain and finally took action.
Chapter completed!