My grandfather took me on a tricycle going to the market in the village. After an hour of driving, he took me to a completely unfamiliar place.
This is also a village, but we didn’t go in. Instead, we went directly to the mountain behind the village.
This is a cemetery, and you can feel a burst of yin energy when you enter.
When we arrived at the two cemeteries, my father took a step back.
I saw the names engraved on it were my parents who I had never met.
My grandfather took out six incense sticks, lit them and said, "Kneel down."
I quickly knelt down, took the incense stick from his hand, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Qiuwan, Erpang, you have spirits in heaven, you must protect your children."
My grandfather was burning paper in front of him, muttering to himself.
I could hear the first few sentences clearly, but the latter ones were less clear. It was more like a string of curses.
After listening to him read, he dug out a treasure box from between the two tombs with a small hoe.
After opening it, he took out a book wrapped in an oil-paper umbrella.
The writing was old and yellowed, and gave off a musty smell like a rainy day.
I was a little curious and wanted to take a look, but before I could reach out to pick it up, my grandfather took the first step and put it in his arms.
"Bow once more to your parents and then go."
I quickly agreed, watched my father walk away, then bowed, and then returned to Shanzhu Village.
It suddenly started raining outside these days.
It's summer vacation now. A few days ago, the rice in the village was withered and yellow due to the bright sun that lasted day and night. The villagers were crying with worry. If this continues, the harvest in a month's time will not be determined well.
I just didn't expect that the rain would come so timely and strangely.
My grandfather and I were sitting at the table, with the sound of rain falling in our ears. There was the book on the table.
There is nothing on the blue book cover, so you can't tell what kind of book it is.
"Master, what on earth are you going to tell me?"
I couldn't help it, so I asked first.
My father raised his head and put the book on the table into my arms, "You take a good look at it today. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to borrow the life of a corpse."
"Originally I didn't want you to touch these things, but God won't let you go. Now you have to learn from me."
Borrowing Corpse Soul, easy to understand.
It is to deal with the wronged souls of those who died violently, recover them, and then use their lives for your own use.
These methods are most suitable for people like me.
I also saw it in books.
After that, I learned a lot from my father, and I also understood the incantations he had recited before, how to draw talismans to collect souls, and I understood everything within a month.
"Everything I can teach you has been handed over to you. You have to remember it in your heart, even more than you can memorize it in a textbook." My grandfather held a long cigarette in his hand and looked into the distance with a complicated expression.
Suddenly, the originally sunny and cloudless sky suddenly turned blood red. It was as if God had opened a big dye vat, and the blood light falling on people's faces was strange and eerie.
My father was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair and stared at the mountain, which was already turning red.
"It's over, it's over!" He dropped the cigarette in his hand, turned around and hurried into the house, taking out dozens of spells and several mahogany swords in one breath.
I was watching in confusion and couldn't help.
"Master! What are you doing?"
"I told you that you were being targeted, but I didn't expect them to be so fast. Today!" He pointed to the sky above his head, "They are the ones warning us!"
"It looks like something is going to happen tonight."
My grandfather threw a few talismans to me, "It's not dark yet, just stay in the house and don't run around. I'll go to Daling Village to find you, Uncle Zhang, to come and help."
"You can't step out of this door! Even if you see it, I can't."
I nodded quickly. I suffered a dumb loss last time, but this time my brain was so messed up that I didn't want to go out.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you. The old saying still makes sense.
My father looked at me suspiciously, hung two mahogany swords on both sides of the door, pinched another talisman, muttered a series of spells, and the talisman spontaneously ignited and disappeared.
Afterwards, he ran out in a hurry.
I sat in the room in a daze, watching the bloody sky disappear and return to normal after a while.
But it didn't take long before it got dark.
I'm still waiting for my father to come back, but it's just that it's been so long and I haven't seen him come back yet, and I don't know what he's been doing.
After a little while, a strong wind suddenly started blowing around, and the whistling sound was like a child's cry, so gloomy that it made my scalp numb.
I felt uneasy, my hands and feet were cold while sitting on the chair, and finally I couldn't help but lie down on the bed. I thought that my father would never leave me alone, so it would be better to sleep first.
But after lying down for a long time, I still couldn't sleep.
I had no choice but to get up. At this moment, I saw the silhouette outside the window, and my eyes widened in fright.
At this time, there was a shadow of a person outside the window. His whole body was glowing with red light, but it was a little different from a normal person. The shadow of the thing was a bit deformed, and his head seemed to be folded into a "7"!
Damn...
I shrank back so that my back could lean against the wall. I stared at the window, but the person outside seemed to have noticed me, and all of a sudden, the shadow disappeared outside the window.
I used to be able to look at it and not feel anything, but now that I can't see it, it seems to be even weirder.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
Suddenly there was a dull knock at the door.
I lay on the bed and didn't move, and the knocking on the door became very fast again, like it was played at double speed when watching TV.
"Changsheng! Open the door quickly, I am your master!"
My grandfather's voice came next, and it was not very clear even though it was covered by the wind outside.
When I heard it was my father, I rolled out of bed and rolled over. When I got to the door and was about to open the door, I quickly retracted my hand.
wrong!
My father never calls me "Changsheng", he always calls me brat. When have you ever behaved like this?
I remembered what my grandfather said before leaving, and quickly retreated.
"I asked you to open the door. What are you doing? Hurry! Open the door!"
The sounds outside became obviously louder, as if they were angry, and the sound of the wind became louder.
I was so frightened that I broke into a layer of sweat, and tremblingly flipped through the book my grandfather gave me to see if there was any spell to kill dirty things.
The first time I faced this kind of thing, I almost forgot the name.
Before I could find it, the sound of knocking on the door suddenly turned into banging on the door.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
I watched the wooden door slowly crack, and finally fell apart with a "bang".
I cursed in my mind, and when I looked closely, I saw the man standing at the door and at the window. He was a creature that was neither human nor ghost. His head and neck were at a right angle, and his hands and feet seemed to have no bones.
He was still drooping there, with a huge crack on his face, and it was hard to see what he looked like.
I saw those twisted eyes smiling at me.
"Changsheng, open the door..." This chapter has been completed!