Bai Gui Ye Xing

Time passed quickly. Since that incident, I have resumed my normal daily habits, surfing the Internet, sleeping, and eating, but there is one more item, which is to learn to draw the Liuhe Imperial Amulet, the Six Ding Liujia Punishing Evil Talisman and the other five talismans. I have learned it all, of course, the speed is not very good, but I also saved three of each talisman in my wallet, and I was afraid that I would encounter supernatural events when I didn't know it.

But fortunately, the next two months passed very peacefully, but Han Sifan didn't come to me and brother Xiang very much in the past two months, it seems that it was because she cried in front of me when I was painting the fairy last time, It might be a little embarrassing afterward.

In the past two months, Daoist Zhang often invited me to participate in some adventure activities. It was nothing more than a ghost house in the east of the city and a mass grave in the west of the city. Everyone was half-dead with excitement, these two were really fanatical ghost lovers.

The winter vacation is coming soon, and at noon on the day of the vacation, I, Brother Xiang, Tailong, and Xiaopang went out for a drink together. The few of us played together for half a year, and the relationship is naturally needless to say , I believe that buddies in college can understand.

Brother Xiang and I got the ticket at [-]:[-] p.m., returning to Changshou.

After dinner, we will go to the dormitory to pick up our luggage. Tailong and Xiaopang booked the bus tickets earlier, and they said hello to Brother Xiang and me before leaving the dormitory to go back to our hometown.

Brother Xiang and I packed up our things in the dormitory, took a nap on the bed, and then rushed to the station.

Brother Xiang and I bought tickets at the station and started on our way home. When we got on the train, looking at the station, I suddenly remembered how we looked when Brother Xiang and I first came to Chongqing half a year ago. It passed in a flash.

Brother Xiang and I walked to the back seat of the car and sat down. I took out the earphones, listened to the song and looked out the window in a daze, while Brother Xiang closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After sitting for about an hour, we arrived at Changshou. As soon as we got off the bus, it started to rain heavily. Brother Xiang and I hurriedly hugged our heads, rushed outside the station, hailed a taxi, and told the driver the address.

Needless to say, the speed of the taxi driver drove to Duzhou in ten minutes. Brother Xiang got off the car and said hello to me, then turned around and walked to his house.

After I got out of the car, I looked around, but I didn't go home directly, but walked to the old superstition's house. I haven't seen this old man for half a year, so I miss him.

I walked to the door of the old Superstition's house, knocked on the door and shouted: "Old man, open the door quickly, I'm back."

"Hey, little bastard, didn't you go to study?" Old Superstition opened the door and saw me stunned. I nodded and looked at Old Superstition. Old Superstition was still wearing a black vest and shorts on a rainy day. A pair of slippers, indescribably chic, anyway, I feel strangely cold in a down jacket.

"Isn't it a holiday, come back to see you." I walked in directly, and the old superstition's house didn't change much, so I took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the sofa in the old superstition's house.

The old superstition saw it, and hurried over and said: "Your clothes are so wet, you sit on my leather sofa, quickly take off the outer clothes."

"Oh." I quickly stood up and took off my coat, and then I took out a blanket to wrap myself up, let alone, the weather is really cold to death.

Seeing me like this, the old superstition turned around and walked to the kitchen. He brought a bowl of ginger soup in front of me and handed it to me.

The old superstition looked at me drinking the ginger soup and asked with a smile, "When did you come back?"

I put the bowl on the table and replied: "I just came back, and my mother hasn't even gone back to look at it, so I came to see you first, how is it? Are you moved?"

"I'm so touched, you boy never go to the Three Treasures Hall when you have nothing to do. When you have nothing to do, you would rather lie at home and not come here to see me." The old superstition sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and asked: " Tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask who my father is and what he does. Last time you said he was Mr. Yin Yang, but I don't know the specifics, and I don't know what he did." Seriously looked at the old superstitious face and asked.

When I asked this question, the corners of Lao Superstition's eyes twitched, and I said, "Old Superstition, just tell me."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but that your mother won't let me tell you, and it's not necessarily a good thing to tell you."

Although the old superstition said so, but I heard his tone seemed a little hesitant, I was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Old superstition, just tell me, I am almost 19 years old, and I can't do it at this age." When will you know that?"

"You, come with me." Old Superstition turned around and walked into the room, took out two raincoats, and handed me one. After he put on one, he turned and went out. I quickly put on one and followed.

The rain outside was much lighter, so I followed the old superstition and walked towards Jilinpo.

Jilinpo is a small hill not far from Duzhou Town. There are graves on that hillside. Duzhou Town and many nearby villages will raise their family members on Jilinpo after they die.

After I came to Jilinpo with the old superstition, I saw densely packed tombstones. I remember that Brother Xiang and I liked to run to this place to take risks when we were young. Looking back now, it was really weak at that time, especially at that time. scary place.

The old superstition led me to go up, and when I got halfway up the mountain, I walked into a bamboo forest. The middle of the bamboo forest opened up, and there were more than 20 graves in the middle.

Brother Xiang and I have never been to this place before, because we used to be scared to death at the foot of the mountain, let alone halfway up the mountain.

"That is the ancestral grave of your Chen family. The modern ancestors of your Chen family are all buried there." Old superstition pointed to the more than 20 graves. What am I doing here at the ancestral grave?I was still a little strange in my heart, and I asked: "My family's ancestral grave is so close, why didn't my mother bring me to pay respects to them?"

"It's not too late for you to pay homage to your ancestors first." The old superstition chuckled, and handed me a handful of incense from somewhere. Although it was still raining at the time, The rain is already very light, and there are bamboo leaves covering it, so lighting incense is no problem.

I walked to the first tomb and looked at the tombstone. Chen Ling (born in 1925-died in 1950) was all that and nothing else. I thought to myself, this ancestor was really short-lived. After only living for 25 years, I knelt down and lit three sticks of incense, bowed, and then inserted the incense.