Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 133 Opening the altar and offering sacrifices

What do you do with such a big copper basin?Even if it is burning paper, there is no need to be so environmentally friendly, right?
While muttering in my heart, I threw the plastic bag into the trunk of the car, and was about to close the car lid, when Qingzhuang called me from behind, and then came over with a paper bag, and put the things carefully When I got to the car, I placed it neatly next to the bag containing the copper basin paper money.

"What is this?" I opened the paper bag and looked inside, only to see several glass bottles piled up together.

"White wine." Qingzhuang clapped her hands and brushed the hair on her shoulders, "I'll have to use it later, tell Jun Shang to be more careful when driving, and don't spill it."

I closed the hand of the car cover, without raising my eyes, and said lightly: "He is right in front, if you want to talk about it, you can talk about it."

"Tsk, what's going on, you guys." Qingzhuang put her hips on her hips, put her other hand on my shoulders, and pulled me to her side, "It's been a whole night, what conflicts can't be resolved in bed?"

"...What are you talking about?" I was a little heated by her words, glanced at her, and pulled her hand off my shoulder, "He doesn't like me asking about his affairs, If he said something wrong unintentionally, and he has to be cold-faced with me, then why should I?"

"Oh, you, you." Qing Zhuang looked at me awkwardly, and stopped teasing me, raised her hand and patted my shoulder, sighed and shook her head, "Isn't your lord just like that, look , since he pushed the matter of making merit for you, it means that he cares about you more than others, if you are not so stubborn, you two can't quarrel at all."

Qing Zhuang's words really sound like that, but Liu Wangzhi and I are not the kind of relationship she thought, even I don't understand how he would reject the merit list for me, let alone understand How could he, who always hated trouble, agree to do things for Cheng Huang.

Do you really care about me?Just because I belong to him?
I frowned and couldn't figure out why, I didn't know how to respond to Qingzhuang's words, so Liu Wangzhi honked the horn twice to urge me to get in the car, so he got into the car directly under the pretext of leaving.

It rained all day and night yesterday, and the gray sky has not yet completely cleared up. At this time, the night sky is starless and moonless, like a layer of thick ink that cannot be fainted.

The car passed through the huge capital city and came to the border between the suburbs and neighboring provinces. It seemed that there was no other car on the road except us. I was feeling strange. Suddenly, I saw a horizontal road in the hazy night in front of me. Bridge across the river.

The white street lamps lined up neatly on both sides of the bridge. I sat on the back seat of the car and saw through the windshield that the bridge seemed to be surrounded. There was a half-person-high stand in the middle of the road, and blue The red lights flashed alternately.

"Hey, is the road blocked ahead?" I was stunned for a moment just after I finished speaking, and then I realized that my mind was focused on the situation ahead, and I took the initiative to speak without paying attention.

Liu Wangzhi obviously heard it, but he ignored me, until he parked the car in front of the roadblock and unbuckled his seat belt before he dropped two words: "Get out of the car."

I saw that he had a cold expression on his face, as if he didn't intend to communicate with me, so he didn't say much, and silently opened the door and got out of the car.

I thought I had to go to the trunk to get things first, but after closing the car door, the snake went straight to the bridge, and I followed his footsteps closely. The two stopped outside the cordon one after the other, and both looked at the bridge by coincidence. Look up.

This is a four-lane road bridge, probably because of the road closure, the surrounding area of ​​the bridge deck seems a bit too quiet.Under the cold-tuned street lamps, the road that has not been repaired for many years gives off a sense of antiquity. Even after being washed by rain, various traces on the road are still clearly visible.

"Look over there, there seems to be something on the ground?" My eyes fell on the side of the bridge, where there seemed to be a circle of obvious white marks.

It's like the white circles drawn with flour on the side of the road in July and a half, which are specially used to burn paper money for deceased relatives.

Liu Wangzhi followed my line of sight, said "hmm" without emotion, then directly broke the cordon, and walked towards the other side with long legs.

I didn't expect him to be so decisive, and I didn't dare to hesitate too much. I looked down at the cordon that fell on the ground, and followed him across the rope that symbolized the closure.

As soon as the front foot stepped on the bridge road, a gust of cold wind blew from the side. Both Liu Wangzhi and I were wearing black windbreakers, and the hem of our clothes was blown up and down by the gust of wind.

"Has the weather changed? The wind on this bridge is so cold."

I wrapped my clothes tightly and muttered, the person had already walked in front of the white circle, looked down into the circle, and there was indeed a pile of black ashes inside.

It's true that someone burns paper money for offering sacrifices here, but it's strange, who has nothing to do in such a remote place, and chooses a bridge to burn paper?

Seeing that Liu Wangzhi didn't speak, I looked up at him, and suddenly found that he was looking in the direction of the middle of the bridge, so I followed curiously.

Seeing this, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly.

I saw countless large and small white circles stretching all the way to the bridge, and each circle had traces of burning Mingxiang paper money. At first glance, these traces seemed disorganized, but when you looked closely, you found that they were all surrounding the bridge. There are puddles of dark dried liquid traces, and what connects these traces is a twisted and deep black wheel mark.

A bad thought suddenly occurred to me, I was slightly taken aback, frowned and asked: "Liu Wangzhi, what are we doing here today? Has there been...an accident here?"

"Well, a car accident." It was rare that Liu Wangzhi didn't ignore me anymore, the night wind blew through and blew the hair on his forehead, "A few days ago, a tourist bus had a serious accident here, and the whole vehicle overturned. None of the people on board survived."

"What? It's so serious, why haven't I read the news and reported it?" I looked at the messy white circle on the ground, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and then said, "Could it be that...these people are still here after they die and refuse to Go? That’s why the road was sealed off to prevent the news from leaking out?”

"Half guessed right."

Liu Wangzhi continued to walk towards the middle of the bridge as he spoke, and when he saw that I was about to follow again, he turned his head slightly and stopped him coldly: "Don't follow me, go and get the things you prepared, and wait for me to find you at the bridge."

"What about you?" I watched his back getting farther and farther away, but I couldn't get his response for a long time.

Just as he was about to go back to pick up things according to his instructions, the moment he turned around, the cold wind on the bridge suddenly howled. A vast expanse of whiteness.

My hair and clothes were blown non-stop by the wind, and I realized that things were starting to go wrong. I stared at the direction of Liu Wangzhi with some worry, and was just about to call his name to confirm whether he was safe, when suddenly my ankle snapped. Cool, it seems like something grabbed me hard!
I suddenly lowered my head in fright, and instantly saw several bloody, pale, severed hands pulling my legs with brutal force, as if they wanted to drag me under the road!
"Liu Wangzhi—help!"

I screamed loudly, and the person fell to the ground, and then the ground around me caught off guard and stretched out a few severed gray hands, pulling my hair and not letting me move!
When I was extremely anxious, a figure wrapped in golden soft light broke through the thick fog and rushed to the front. Those severed hands sensed the menacing threat, and instantly let go of me, and quickly shrank into the ground.

Liu Zhuanzhi flashed in front of me with a cold face, picked me up from the ground, and quickly led me back outside the cordon, then looked down at me: "I didn't ask you to get things, you just stood there and did it." What?"

My whole body ached from being scratched by those severed hands, I swallowed hard to relieve my uneasiness, raised my head to meet Liu Wangzhi's gaze, and said in a trembling voice, "Severed hands...a severed hand is holding me back and won't let me go! "

Seeing me, Liu Wangzhi turned pale with fright, opened his thin lips, paused and closed them again.

"Forget it, let's go together." He helped me stand firm, turned around and walked to the car first.

I followed behind without hesitation, took out the things in the trunk with him, and returned to the cordon again.

He flipped his hand to conjure up an eight-treasure copper coin, raised his hand to pinch my chin, and looked at me lightly with downcast eyes: "Open your mouth."

I honestly followed what he said, and as soon as my mouth was cold, the copper coin was in my mouth.

"The entrance of the copper coin is to "repress the filth", and it can be used to collect shock and ward off evil spirits." Liu Wangzhi explained, while picking up the bag, took my hand and walked on the bridge.

I had some lingering fears in my heart, and I held Liu Wangzhi's hand tightly and didn't dare to let go for a moment. While walking, I looked at the road under my feet and asked in a low voice: "What are we... What are we going to do? What are those severed hands? ?”

"Do not talk."

Liu Juzhi didn't even look back, and led me to the center of the bridge, took out the copper washbasin in a dense fog, placed it in the middle of the road, unscrewed the bottles of liquor, and poured them all out. went in.

I thought this big copper basin was used to burn paper, but when I saw him pour wine into it, I was so confused, I couldn't help asking him in a low voice: "What is this for?"

Liu Wangzhi put the empty wine bottle aside, took out some incense sticks, took out his tin lighter and lit it up, and said casually: "Open the altar to sacrifice the way."

(End of this chapter)