I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 8: Walking the Yin

"Scumbag!"

After closing Mingzhang's notes, Sangque felt that he deserved to die, but he did not feel any guilt for deliberately killing him.

And his master is also a scumbag!
There was a lot of information in the notes, and Sang Que had to spend some time sorting it out carefully, but he finally found a way to deal with the evil spirits and keep his home safe for the time being.

Mix glutinous rice with coarse salt, tie a broom with a red rope, and place it upside down behind the door.

Sang Que took immediate action, searching for relevant information online with his mobile phone while rushing to the kitchen.

She was so focused on her phone that she didn't notice that something under the refrigerator was accidentally kicked into the corner.

After rummaging through the drawers and boxes, Sang Que found an unopened bag of high-quality glutinous rice, weighing a full ten kilograms.

In ancient times, one dou was about 12 jin. Ming Zhang's notes mentioned that his master could only save half a dou, or 6 jin, in a whole year.

Things that are hard to buy over there are worthless here. The market price is less than 4 yuan per pound and they can be found everywhere.

After searching online, Sang Que discovered that there was a similar method of exorcising evil spirits here.

She took out a big pot, mixed glutinous rice with the salt stored at home in a 1:1 ratio, and sprinkled it all over the house along the corners of the wall.

Due to limited conditions in ancient times, only coarse salt was available. A post on the Internet said that fine salt can also be used, but there is one thing that must be paid attention to.

The broom must be an old handmade broom, and modern-made brooms cannot be used.

It just so happened that Sister Zhang was sweeping the yard before and was dissatisfied with the broom at home, so she brought two old handmade brooms from her home.

If this method is really effective, the cost would be far less than a hundred yuan, which is not worth mentioning to her.

This method is effective against the evil spirits in the upper three levels of the Nine Netherworlds. The evil spirits she can see are similar to the ghost boy. According to Ming Zhang's inference, they are probably in the second level of the Nine Netherworlds.

In the Mingzhang Notes, the number of black dogs and roosters in the village was recorded every day. In modern times, there is also a belief that black dogs and roosters can ward off evil spirits.

The crowing of a rooster disturbs people, so you can get a black dog, train it well, and it will be good to keep your mom company.

The glutinous rice was scattered all over the study. Sang Wan was confused and couldn't understand what Sang Que was doing.

Just as she was about to speak, Sang Que answered first, "Don't ask yet, and don't destroy these things. I did encounter something. I will tell you in detail when I think about it."

Hearing this, Sang Wan smiled and nodded, "Okay, then tell me when you've made up your mind, but don't wait too long. This is like a haunted house, and it has successfully aroused my curiosity."

Sangque put the pot of sticky rice on the ground, stood up and asked, "Mom, do you think there are evil... ghosts in this world?"

Sang Wan thought about it and said, "Emotionally, I hope there is such a thing in this world, but rationally, I don't think there is."

Sang Que glanced at the photo frame on the computer desk and understood why her mother emotionally hoped for it.

Sang Wan continued, "I saw a short video a few days ago, which also asked whether there are ghosts in this world. Although the answer was sad, I have to say it makes sense."

"What answer?"

"If there really are ghosts in this world, how could more than 30 million heroic souls allow the Japanese pirates to escape unscathed and live forever in this world?"

"........."

"According to the book, the culture of ghosts and gods emerged from the ignorance of primitive society, relying on people's imagination to explain the incomprehensible phenomena in nature. Later, it flourished in the ethics of feudal society, combining the concept of ghosts and gods with the concept of ancestral spirits, and finally formed the culture of ghosts and gods that was passed down to later generations.

"Due to various social reasons and the reflection of real life, ghosts in imagination are both good and evil. In the period when there was no clear concept of gods, humans worshipped ghosts first and then gods. Over time, the good and strong ghosts became protective 'gods'.

"In the final analysis, whether it's ghosts or gods, they are all people's imaginations, used to comfort themselves or to frighten others. Although I don't know why you do these things, if it makes you feel better, just do it. Mom won't say anything."

Sang Que smiled bitterly. Her mother must have thought that she was frightened by the tragic state of Qin Lu's body and was starting to think wildly.

Perhaps, it is because most people in this world do not believe in ghosts, or the existence of evil spirits, that they cannot see them and are not affected by them.

If you believe it, there will be nothing.

But she really saw it, touched it, and almost lost her life because of it, so she couldn't help but believe it.

Sang Que did not explain, carefully spread the glutinous rice and left the study.

After Sang Que went out, Sang Wan picked up the photo frame next to the computer screen and wiped it with his hand.

In the photo, she is sitting in a wheelchair, holding her one-year-old baby Sangque, with her big sister smiling brightly behind her. Sangque is still holding the wooden bow and sword for the "Zhuazhou" ceremony, baring his teeth and looking like he is ready to fight.

"If there really are ghosts in this world, why don't you come to see me, sister? You have been teaching Xiao Que martial arts since she was a child. Did you know that you would leave me and let her protect me?"

"Xiao Que is now obsessed with martial arts and not studying hard. She doesn't even do her homework. If you were still here, you would definitely beat her up. I can imagine you tutoring her and she daydreams, and you're so angry that you throw your books."

The smile on Sang Wan's lips gradually turned bitter, "Sister, Xiao Que and I miss you so much..."

Outside, Sangque worked for nearly an hour and finally sprinkled glutinous rice in every corner of the house, making sure it formed a circle without any omissions.

The broom was also tied with a red rope and placed upside down behind the security door. The house was brightly lit, making her feel safe.

There was nothing unusual, so Sangque yawned and stretched his muscles, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, go to sleep and restore his energy.

After a good night's sleep, Sang Que didn't know how long he slept. He vaguely felt like he was looking for a toilet in his dream.

She gradually woke up, but didn't want to get up. She curled up and turned over. The strong smell of blood and the cold wind blew on her face. Sang Que opened her eyes suddenly and saw the ghost boy standing woodenly beside her bed.

"what!!"

Sang Que sat up from the bed, his heart pounding and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Everything was quiet, with only the humming sound of the air conditioner in the room.

Sang Que looked around and found no ghost child. She was still at home. Fortunately it was just a dream.

After taking two breaths, Sang Que got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, he recalled the dream he had just had. It seemed a little too real.

Was she too nervous, or was there something wrong? Did the ghost child not disappear?
It was still dark and the clock in the living room showed only half past five. Sang Que planned to go out for a morning run and ask the uncles and aunts who were exercising in the morning if there were any experts in that field in Yucheng.

Regarding her bizarre experience yesterday and the evil things she could see now, she had too many questions that needed a "professional" to answer.

Before changing clothes, Sang Que checked the glutinous rice everywhere in the house and did not see any black spots.

The house should be "clean". I didn't see the female ghost from before, nor did I see the ghost child.

Today is the weekend and Sister Zhang is on holiday. She will not come home to cook or clean. Sang Que goes to the kitchen and prepares to turn on the soya milk maker first, then comes back to buy some fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings for breakfast.

After passing the refrigerator, Sangque retreated again.

Where is the Kitchen God?
All other magnets on the refrigerator are intact, but the Kitchen God is missing?

The sound of rusty metal friction suddenly came from behind. Sang Que turned around and saw a wheelchair creaking towards her, with no one in it.

The bird's hair stood on end, and it instinctively took two steps back. Why was glutinous rice useless?!

"Did you see it……"

How can I pretend not to see this?! Sang Que cursed in his heart!

boom!
The light bulb above her head exploded, and in the darkness, a female ghost in red clothes with disheveled hair and covered in blood appeared out of nowhere behind Sang Que.

Sang Que didn't even look back and quickly ran towards the garden, but the door couldn't be opened!

Sang Que turned around and saw a female ghost with a hideous face already in front of her. She put one hand behind her back and tried hard to twist and push the door, opening her mouth to try the spell to ward off money again.

At the critical moment, a bone-chilling coldness erupted from Sang Que's body, and a shriveled and blue arm suddenly emerged from her abdomen and grabbed the woman's neck.

Sang Que's eyes were full of disbelief as she watched the female ghost's hideous head being twisted off, and then it turned into a handful of black smoke and crashed into her with a shrill scream.

The palm of his right hand felt hot, and the door behind him was pushed open. Sang Que opened his eyes wide, and was knocked back by the black smoke, stepping into empty air and falling backwards.

Only at this moment did Sang Que realize why the ghost child appeared in her dream.

Because she controlled the ghost child and became a ghost walker!

boom!
Sang Que fell heavily to the ground. The whistling cold wind carried the smell of earth and the rustling sound of wheat waves came into her ears. She looked up and saw the surrounding scene clearly, her face pale.

A blood moon hung obliquely in the sky, dogs were barking in the distant village, and in the wheat field, a tattered straw man was swaying in the wind.

She actually came back again!

　Happy Women's Day to everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)