Uncle Ge couldn't help but feel excited when he saw me telling me, "Do you know how to deal with that thing in the well? Alas, Mr. Jiang is so miserable."

Although I am not a local, my grandfather fled here with Chen Ci back then, and I spent this place here in my childhood. For me, this place is not a hometown, but is better than a hometown, and I can leave it alone. After thinking about it, I could only temporarily put down the things in the cellar and told Uncle Ge that I had to meet Mr. Jiang first before I could make plans.

At this time, we had a full stomach, drank tea and chatted for so long, and made up our minds. Without saying a word, Aunt Ge packed some food. I took Tofu to the mountain temple in the back mountain. The black dog who was scrambling chicken wings with Tofu wagged his tail and led the way in front, which seemed very humane. Tofu cursed the dog and asked me: "Old Chen, when will you catch ghosts? Could it be that you really want to deal with that water ghost?"

I said, "I don't know how to deal with the other ghosts, because they are invisible and incompetent, and they have to be brought forward by professionals. However, I heard from my grandfather that water ghosts, also known as water zongzi, are a kind of corpse transformation, tangible and qualitative. I can't deal with ghosts. Are we still afraid of dealing with rice zongzi?"

There are two types of water ghosts in folk legends. One is that the ghost is trapped in the water after death, and the other is that the body is transformed into a water ghost after death. I can't deal with the former, but when Uncle Ge told me, he described a detail, that is, when someone looked down at the well, he saw a furry black shadow in the depths of the well.

It is said that the water ghost formed by the corpse is a furry spherical shape with long arms and big mouth. When someone passes by the well, he will drag the person into the water with his hands. After the person drowns, he will suck out the person's soul with his big mouth. In this way, the person's soul will become a new water ghost, and the previous water ghost can be reborn.

I don’t know whether these water ghosts are looking for substitutes or not, but I am still sure if they are tangible and qualitative rice dumplings.

However, before this, I have to visit Mr. Jiang first.

The mountain temple in our place was built after the Cultural Revolution and was the only feudal superstitious place in the village. Any unusual things happen to the village or any wishes, they will come to the mountain temple.

The Mountain God Temple is a wooden structure that enshrines the mountain god and its monsters. Since there are fewer and fewer people in the village, there are not many people coming to the Mountain God Temple. When I entered the Mountain God Temple, half of the temple gate was gone, and the remaining half was cloaked. On the top of the door was a huge spider web, with a colorful green-headed spider crawling on it.

Under the altar of the divine platform, with our arrival, a few frightened mice suddenly disappeared.

Tofu was stunned and said, "Uncle Ge said Mr. Jiang lives here? Oh my god, can people live in this place?" I played in this mountain temple when I was a child. At that time, China's economy was underdeveloped, and the country people did not rush into the city. Our village was still very lively.

Speaking of the mountain god, I remembered something strange.

Since I was a child, I was not afraid of the world, and I was running around the mountains and fields. The children in the village were led by me. Once we ran to this mountain temple, Fatty Jiang urinated anxiously and pointed to the god platform and said, "Let's go and see who's urinating farther."

"Okay, okay, okay..." A bunch of broken children were naturally happy, and a few girls stomped their feet and covered their faces and ran back, saying, "We want to tell the adults that you are hooligans." Then they ran back.

I thought to myself: I am the boss, so I naturally pee the farthest. At that time, the vanity of children was particularly strange. Everyone attached great importance to this competition. We stood in a row, looked serious, took off our pants in one, two, and three, and pinched the little brother and started peeing, wet the entire magic platform.

I won the first place that time... I was very proud at that time, but after I got home, I had a high fever that night. I dreamed that a man covered with a red cloth floated on the ground, raised me up, pinched my feet, and shook me as a windmill. I shook and shook it, making me dizzy, my stomach churned, my eyes opened, my head tilted, and I vomited.

Grandpa was very anxious and was muttering Du Cou or something. I didn't know at that time. Now I think about it. Grandpa might be chanting a curse. He probably thought I wanted to let the curse take his life. Later, I fainted and talked nonsense. I burned it for several days. When I woke up, I heard that Grandpa knew about us peeing on the God Case. He went to burn incense for the Mountain God Case in the middle of the night, and even changed the case of Zhang Xin overnight. My illness was cured without hesitation.

At this moment, looking at the dilapidated mountain temple in front of me, I remembered my grandfather again, and felt heavy in my heart. Then I lowered my body, avoided the spider web above my head, and entered the mountain temple with tofu.

Tofu shouted: "Mr. Jiang, we have come to see you and bring you food. Are you here?"

I looked around and saw the statue of the mountain god, which was the mud statue at the time, and half of my body had cracks. Strangely, the rest of the place was dirty, but this statue was still clean. I thought to myself, could it be that Mr. Jiang was cleaning? Yes, his family was dead at the hands of the water ghost. If a normal person encounters such a thing, he will definitely place everything on the gods.

After the tofu shouted, no one answered. The main hall was not big, so I looked around. I guessed whether the person was not there, so I took the tofu to the side hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped on it, a black figure rushed towards me. Although the figure came suddenly, it was not fast. I immediately avoided and looked closely and saw that it was an old man with a disheveled face and wrinkled face. The clothes he was wearing were covered with black oil and odor, emitting a foul smell.

Even though it had been many years since, I still recognized it, felt sad in my heart, and shouted: "Mr. Jiang, I am Chen Xuan, don't you remember?"

The old man opposite, who was worse than a beggar, had a muddy look in his eyes and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Chen Xuan... Chen Xuan... is my grandson Xiaopang's good friend."

I endured the discomfort in my heart and said, "It's me, I'm here to see you."

The old man opposite seemed a little confused. He pointed to a tattered wooden bed at the corner of the side hall and said, "Chen Xuan, why didn't your grandfather come? Sitting... Grandpa brought you candy, it was bought by your Uncle Jiang in the city, so sweet." After that, he wandered around the dirty side hall looking for candy.

Don’t talk about me, Tofu is the softest, his eyes turn red, and he says, “This old man is living a miserable life. Old Chen, we have to help him.”

Seeing that Mr. Jiang was as thin as a child, I was afraid that he hadn't eaten enough, I hurriedly said, "Take out what you eat and let him have a meal first."

We brought some dry food to Mr. Jiang and the remaining half bowl of stewed chicken. Mr. Jiang smelled the meat smell and forgot to find me candy, staring at my bowl and swallowing his saliva.

The tofu brought the bowl over and said, "Old man, don't be polite, eat it while it's hot."

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything. He took the bowl and grabbed it with his hands. He swallowed it voraciously. I couldn't hold on to the tofu next to me, so I could only let him go. After he finished eating, he started to 'goss talk' with me'.

"Boy Chen, why didn't your grandfather come? He hasn't played chess with me for a long time."

Tofu smashed his tongue and lowered his voice and said to me: "It's over, the old man is completely crazy."

I glared at him, signaled him not to speak, and said, "He is still busy outside, so I will see you if you have the chance." When Mr. Jiang goes west, he will probably be able to play chess with my grandfather underground.

"Oh." He nodded and said, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown up so big. Oh, you are here to see Xiaopang. He doesn't know where the wilderness is. You are waiting here." In a blink of an eye, he stared at Tofu again, blinked his old eyes, and said, "Oh, this white skin and looks so handsome. Is it your daughter, right?"

When Tofu heard this, she was choked by her saliva and looked sad and angry.

I thought to myself, it seems that Mr. Jiang is not only insane, but also in dizzy eyes. He said, "I want to have such a daughter. I will be the first to sell him to a human trafficker. Mr., I came here this time to ask you for help." Although I have heard what happened from Uncle Ge's mouth, if I want to deal with the water ghost, I have to lead it out first.

These days, the weather is sunny, and the water ghost cannot come up by myself, and I cannot wait for the rain in the village. The old man said that zongzi harms people, and that is, it is to harm relatives first. If you want to lure the water ghost out, you may have to let Mr. Jiang show his face.

Over the past ten years, everyone has been hiding from the ghost well. The water ghosts in the well must be even more fierce and it is impossible to go into the water to catch them. Only by luring them out can it be.

But now, looking at Mr. Jiang’s situation, I am really a little worried.

"Help?" Mr. Jiang said: "Did you peek at Xiaojuanzi taking a bath again and was caught?"

"Cough cough." I saw Tofu rolling around with a smile, and quickly coughed dryly, and said, "Old man, this happened many years ago, don't remember it in your heart." After a pause, I asked tentatively, "Do you still remember the well in front of your house...?" This word seemed to have opened some mechanism. Mr. Jiang's pupils instantly dilated, as if he had seen something in the void. The loose skin on his face trembled. After a moment, he covered his head, leaving only a dirty and messy head.

Tofu stopped laughing, slowly got up, looked at Mr. Jiang's shaking shoulders, and said, "Old Chen, the old man is crying, let's stop irritating him."

I was silent for a while, thinking that I met Fatty Jiang and I couldn't let his family suffer such pain for vain. If the old man could remember the well, it means that he still had a chance to wake up. If he didn't stimulate him now, he might die in a daze and hate. I immediately shook my head at Tofu, signaling him not to stop him, and slowly said: "Ten years ago, Xiao Jiang drowned in the well water, then your daughter-in-law, and finally your son, and then you hired a Yin-Yang Duan Gong, how did he tell you..."

Mr. Jiang became more and more powerful as he shook. After a moment, he raised his head and said viciously: "Water Ghost!"
Chapter completed!