the last priest

The Ding family moved here about three generations ago. Their ancestral home is from Dongyang, Zhejiang. The house is made of adobe houses that are relatively common in the local area. It has two floors. The second floor is mainly made of wood. watt.

One advantage of this kind of house is that it is warm in winter and cool in summer, especially in summer, the back of the house is covered with moss because the adobe absorbs water.This house has been around for some years. It was originally built in the style of the most common ancestral hall in Jinhua area, but part of it was demolished later, and what remains now is only one-third of what it was then.

The Ding family has a large population, and everyone is crowded together. Now that the conditions are better, everyone has moved out, and the huge house is left to Ding Li alone.This kind of house is a bit cloudy even if you enter it during the day, because the patio structure is used, so the sunlight cannot penetrate.There is a small gazebo in the center of the house, and in the middle of the gazebo is a well, and a movable stone table was made on the well. Drinking tea on this stone table in summer is very narrow.

Pushing open the wooden door pasted with elegiac couplets, even now the scale still made them feel the scale of the house back then, the first word that jumped out of Cha Wenbin's heart was: deep!

There was thick fog, and the place where the lights could sweep were mottled wall shadows, only a forty-watt incandescent lamp in the kitchen gave off a hazy yellow light.The yard was in a mess, with tables, chairs, benches, and pots of paper money scattered around, which were the traces left after the panic last night.

A few people stood at the door, Xiao Baoya was the first to rush in because of curiosity.Just as he stepped over the threshold with his toes, he saw a black shadow "swoosh" past him, which made him jump back and almost knocked Chaozi down.

Just when Chaozi was about to curse, Xiao Baoya said, "There's something inside..."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became dignified. Chaozi pushed Xiao Baoya's head back, poked in and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Baoya simply stood behind Zha Wenbin, grabbed his clothes tightly and said, "No, I didn't see clearly, and ran past my feet. Fuck, this place is really scary."

Cha Wenbin gently pulled Chaozi out, took out the compass and stood at the gate to check it. The pointer of the compass shook slightly and then stopped at the place where the mourning hall was placed.

Putting away the compass, Zha Wenbin didn't procrastinate. He directly pulled out the Seven Star Sword and held it in his hand, saying, "Be careful, this place is not clean."

Reaching into the Qiankun bag, touched a handful of tea and mixed rice, sprinkled it into the house and shouted: "Since Yin and Yang are separated, relatives come to see each other off, and the four ghosts and five gods do not avoid it. The three Qings gather on the top to illuminate the gods!" This is called reporting, It means that a knowledgeable person is here, and the things inside should not be too ignorant.

Several people filed in after him, but instead of heading towards the mourning hall, Cha Wenbin walked under the gazebo first.

"The building of this house is interesting. You see, when we came here, there was an uphill road leading to the door. Looking at the road surface, it was only repaired in the past few years. The most taboo thing about the door of the house is that there is a turning road or an uphill road." Cha Wen Bin drew such an analogy with gestures, and then said: "This well is called Longmai Well. In the past, only wealthy families could afford to dig it. When the water moves, the air moves. If such a well falls in the center, it can at least protect future generations."

Chaozi pointed to the mourning hall and said, "Didn't it mean that this Ding Li is just the third life, and the good luck is gone so soon?"

"Unless the well is dry or filled, the dragon veins will backfire once they are cut off. Dragon veins are not afraid of not being found, but fear of not being able to keep them. For thousands of years, which dynasty emperors did not build ancestral graves on dragon veins? They all want a country that lasts for generations, and the longest is only 600 years. One is because the dragon veins will dry up, and the other is because something causes the dragon to die. If the royal dragon veins are broken, the country will change hands, and the dragon veins of ordinary people will be gone. It’s family ruin.”

"Then the rich are still desperately looking for some geomantic treasure to bury?"

"There is no good thing for you to occupy all by yourself, so I suggest finding an auspicious cave, and the dragon's cave is not something ordinary people can sit on."

Cha Wenbin bent down and picked up a stone on the ground and threw it into the well. There was a "pop", which was the collision between stones. "Sure enough, the water here has dried up. If my guess is correct, the water should have dried up during the construction of this road. The road slopes down, taking away the earth's energy here, and also exhausting this road. The life of a dragon."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a black shadow flashed past their feet again. This time Chaozi also saw it. It was the old scout. The spotlight in his hand immediately caught the direction of the shadow, and everyone's eyes fell on The Ding family is at the gate, which is where the mourning hall is located.

Through the mountain fog, a pair of green eyes met them. Chaozi took out the dagger stuck in his shoe, and he was [-]% sure to hit it with the flying knife at a distance.

"A damn old cat." Before Cha Wenbin could say anything, Chao Zi flicked his wrist, and a cold light shot straight into those eyes. With a "whoosh", the dagger sank halfway into the wooden threshold, but the pair of eyes "meowed" away before the dagger reached.

After missing a hit, Cha Wenbin yelled: "Chasing, don't let that beast touch the corpse."

Several people hurriedly rushed to the mourning hall, and when they reached the door, they saw the pair of eyes standing on the desk where Qingli originally placed the tribute.

"Damn it, let you run again!" Chaozi pulled out his dagger and was about to shoot again, but was stopped by Cha Wenbin: "Don't move around, if it jumps to the back, it is very likely to be dead."

It is said that a cat has nine lives. When it touches a corpse, one of its lives will be sucked away by the corpse, thus forming a fake corpse. The explanation of modern science is that a cat has a strong bioelectricity. When in contact with a dead body, it will cause the already stiff body to generate electricity and cause muscle twitching.It has a psychic effect in itself.In the animal world, cats, especially black cats, are always associated with fear unknowingly. This thing comes and goes without a trace, and is used to darkness and solitude. Whether in the East or the West, it is known as regarded as unknown.

The cat didn't seem to be afraid of so many people, but looked straight at them, as if determined to have a contest.

Cha Wenbin motioned for the group to disperse slowly, Chao Zi and Zhuo Xiong moved behind the corpse, ready to copy its back path at any time, while Da Shanhe and Xiao Baoya were in charge of both sides.To catch a live cat with bare hands is as difficult as Cha Wenbin's next visit to hell.

At this moment, Cha Wenbin was only an arm's length away from the cat. The cat was half squatting, with its head tilted and looking at him.Seeing the opportunity, Zha Wenbin picked up the Qiankun bag in his hand and jumped forward. Half of the cat's body was already inside. Suddenly, the cat let out a strange cry and shot out again, turned around and jumped on top of the corpse. .

Seeing that the cat was about to land on Ding Li's face, suddenly a wooden stick swept across, and with a "slap", the black cat was thrown hard against the wall and then fell to the ground.After a scream, the cat rushed to the rear ladder leading to the second floor with lightning speed, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

The person who made the shot turned out to be Da Shan. He just threw the black cat away like hitting a baseball. The cat had nine lives and at least seven of them were slapped out at once. The strength of his shot was so great.

Chaozi still wanted to chase to the second floor but was stopped by Cha Wenbin: "Don't be in a hurry, you bastard. You should turn on the electricity here first. If it's so dark, there will be troubles and wild ghosts."

The switch of the electric light is on the wall pillar next to it. The old houses used to use thick wood as the pillar, and a thread hangs from the pillar, and this thread is the light.Zhuo Xiong pulled it casually, and the electric light flicked on.

Zhuo Xiong checked it and said: "The lamp is not broken, it's just that someone turned it on."

Who would suddenly pull out the light while doing something?If it was really done by a human, then this prank must have gone too far!

The inside of the house was even more messy than the outside. Half of Ding Li’s body was hanging outside. The ground was covered with paper money covered with footprints. Incense ashes and tributes were scattered all over the place. of blood.

Cha Wenbin frowned and said, "Let's clean it up first, and don't touch the corpse first."

With the lamp, the sense of fear was naturally reduced by half. Several people started to find a broom and started working. Taking advantage of this effort, Cha Wenbin found the oil bowl again and put it under it to light the long sleep lamp. Go to the northwest corner of the house, where the cat just went up the stairs, and light a candle.

Just when he finished lighting the candles and was about to turn around, the room was plunged into darkness again in an instant. Chaozi cursed, "Who the hell turned off the lights, you want to scare people to death!"

Before Cha Wenbin opened his mouth, he felt something flicker behind him, and when he turned around, he found that the candle he had just lit had also gone out. . . . . .