Onmyo Ghost Hunter

"spiritualism?"

I opened my mouth slightly, and looked at my cousin in disbelief, hoping that he was joking with me, but my cousin nodded firmly. He took out an apple from his pocket, took a bite, and continued to say :

"That's right, it's soul-calling. Soul-calling is the most basic ability of a ghost hunter. After a person dies, the soul will wander outside. Only after Huihun Ye comes home once, will he go to the underworld completely and never come back."

"Returning to the soul night? Is it the seventh day after the death of a person? Grandpa told me that on that day, the bull-headed horse-faced from the underworld will personally escort their souls back. The gods in the house must be sealed with red paper, and the yellow color cannot appear. Because the yellow color represents the divine light, if there are these things, they can't come in, can't they? But I have a little doubt, tonight is only the third day, can it be useful, people say it's the first seven souls , if I understand correctly, it is the seventh day after a person dies."

I blinked and asked.

My cousin slowly chewed the apple in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he turned around and said to me:

"Yes, it seems that grandpa subconsciously instilled a lot of knowledge in you. Although today is still the third day, Zhong Shan still has the ability to arrest grandpa's soul. Of course, the premise is that there are no accidents."

I didn't say anything more, I've already seen the soul of my own brother, why don't I believe in summoning souls?What I'm looking forward to now is my uncle's Call of Souls, after all, I haven't seen Call of Souls yet.

The cigarette in my cousin's hand was only smoked half way before he threw it on the ground. He raised his foot and twisted it vigorously on the cigarette butt. He came over and patted my shoulder heavily, saying:

"Although your corpse poison has been pulled out, you still have to smoke some cigarettes, otherwise your wounds will fester and cannot be healed, and eventually your whole body will rot and die."

After speaking, I took a look at me who was stunned, and turned to leave here.

"You bastard, don't say it earlier!"

I put the lit cigarette on the ground, and looked at my cousin who left with contempt. Later, I realized that smoking didn’t affect me at all, because my cousin already regarded me as a ghost hunter in his subconscious mind. One member is the ghost hunter of the Zhong family, so physical fitness is very important. If you smoke, it will affect the functions of all aspects of your body. land.

Perhaps, when he first met me, he had planned to draw me into the ranks of ghost hunters.

I touched the ancestral jade pendant on my chest, and when I recalled the conversation between my uncle and my cousin, I felt astonished. I never thought that I would be born in such an aristocratic family, born with a yin bone?Ha ha, is this nonsense!

Suddenly, I felt sorry for the little ghost, at least what my uncle and cousin said was true, and when I left home before, my father also sighed, he said, if the jade pendant was handed over to him, he would not If this kind of thing happened, is it because the jade pendant was handed over to the elder brother, so he would not die?And will my fate change?

I pinched the strands of hair hanging from my forehead and walked towards the coffin shed. The table had already been removed. The coffin shed was very messy and noisy. There was an unpleasant smell in the air. The food was mixed with firecrackers. There is also the special smell of money paper incense candles, which is unbearable.

After a busy afternoon, I returned to my room exhausted physically and mentally. I didn't even eat dinner, so I just fell asleep on the bed, because I wanted to regain my energy and wait for my uncle to summon his soul.

I am full of anticipation for the summoning of souls. If I succeed, I will be able to see my grandfather, but I am also a little apprehensive, because my grandfather no longer appears in front of me in the form of a normal person. He is no longer a human being. One kind is beyond the range I can accept, because when I encounter a wronged soul, I will feel cold and get goose bumps all over my body.

In the evening, there were only me, my cousin, and my uncle. There was a square table in the altar, covered with a layer of white cloth. In addition to incense candles, there were some melon and fruit offerings and a large sea bowl. There is white rice in the big sea bowl, it all looks very simple.

"Xiaoyuan, you are called Grandpa, Zhongli, you ring the bell."

The uncle held a copper bell in his hand and handed it to his cousin, but the cousin just glanced at it, put his arms around his shoulders, and ignored the uncle.

"Xiao Yuan, just hold it, ring the bell and call grandpa at the same time, that's all you need. Let's start now."

After speaking, the bell was handed to me. This bell is very heavy. Although it looks a little small, it is not light. I asked with some doubts:

"Is it Grandpa's name, or just Grandpa?"

"You can just call him Grandpa. He is very familiar with you. If you call him by his name, he will feel unfamiliar."

Uncle smiled at me, then reached out and grabbed a ball of rice from a sea bowl on the table, still on the ground, and told me to stand on it. Seeing my puzzled eyes, uncle continued:

"Rice is one of the mediums that communicate the worlds of yin and yang, and you stand on it."

"Hmph, didn't you say that you would follow the last wishes of your uncle and grandpa? Why, you can't wait to accept apprentices so soon and teach him these things?"

My cousin stood beside me, looking at my uncle coldly.