My master is the coffin

Chapter 47 Ghost Road
The abbot and I walked into the village following the sound.Turning around a wall, I suddenly saw bright lights and crowds in front of me.

There is really a very simple small stage here, a man and a woman singing, without makeup or costumes, just stand in the middle and sing a cappella.Under the stage, many old men and women sat with their horses, shaking their heads and listening to the opera.

I looked around and was instantly relieved.

I saw a door next to the stage, with two white elegiac couplets pasted on the door.With the spirit banners erected and paper money burned, it was obvious that someone had just died here.And this stage was probably set up for the funeral.The custom here is like this, but it is also very common.

The abbot looked at me: "What is this? There are not enough coffins in their village, so give it to us?"

I shook my head: "I don't know, but I always feel that this matter has something to do with the funeral."

The abbot asked me, "Where did the tractor driver go?"

When he said that, I just remembered that the tractor was gone.Just now, I only paid attention to the stage, but the tractor suddenly disappeared, and I didn't find it.

The two of us are looking around looking around.Suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder: "Two friends, why are you here?"

I turned around and saw a man standing behind me.I took a closer look at this person's face, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: this person is the taxi driver who called me.

I remembered what Zhi Zha Wu said, the person who called me was not a person, it was probably a ghost.

I was nervous for a while, and quietly put my hand into my trouser pocket, and pinched the ghost-suppressing talisman.

The abbot did not know why he greeted the driver: "Are you friends with Xu You?"

The driver nodded and said enthusiastically, "Since you're here, let's go inside and sit down. What are you doing standing outside? Let's go."

I waved my hand: "No, let's go."

But the driver couldn't help saying that he must pull the two of us in.And the direction he was going was the one where the funeral was going.

I'm a little uneasy, this dead man, could it be the taxi driver?

So I tentatively asked him: "Is someone dead in your family?"

The driver waved his hand: "This is not my house, but the neighbors in the street. If something happens to their house, we all have to help."

I broke free from his hand: "You called me before and said that there was something dirty in your house, what's going on?"

The driver's face became mysterious: "I couldn't sleep for the past two days, and I kept dreaming about my relatives. He said he wanted me to move and live with them."

I looked at the driver vigilantly: "That's it? What kind of dirty thing is this?"

The driver stomped his feet again and again: "Master Xu, you don't know, those relatives have been dead for many years. They asked me to follow, don't they want me to die?"

I was taken aback: "Are they all dead people?"

The driver nodded: "They are all dead people. And I have been dreaming for half a month. Sometimes, when I just saw them, I can realize that they are already dead. Sometimes, I was dragged by them for a few steps before thinking about it." Wake up they are dead. At this time, I was scared out of my wits in my dream. I slapped myself and wrestled on purpose, trying my best to wake myself up. You don’t know, every night before I go to bed these days, I’m scared I have to die, lest I forget that they are dead while dreaming. Follow them to the underworld."

I thought about the scene the driver said, and couldn't help but nodded: "It's really scary."

The driver nodded again and again: "It's not only scary, it's just too tortured. However, I've been fine for the past two days. I ate enough and slept well. I guess those relatives saw that I refused to go with them, and they have severed ties with me." ,Ha ha."

I saw the driver looked very relaxed, smiling, and everything was normal.It's not like a ghost.Involuntarily, he slowly relaxed his vigilance.

At this time, someone in the distance suddenly called the driver.The driver agreed, and told the abbot and me, "Wait for me for a while, and sit wherever you want, as if it were your own home." Then he trotted and ran over.

The abbot and I stood at the gate of the funeral home, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this moment, the door of that family opened, and a kind old man walked out, he nodded at me: "Are you here?"

I was even more surprised.This old man has never seen him before, how could he know me?

The old man leaned over with a smile, and said in my ear, "You don't know me, but I know you. We are the same kind of people."

My heart moved, and I asked, "What kind of people?"

The old man gave me a hand: "Come with me, outside is not a place to talk."

I glanced at the spirit banner with some resistance: "Is it a place to talk inside?"

The old man sighed and pointed behind me: "Look for yourself. Do you think they are human?"

I was startled by these words, I turned my head quickly, and saw under the lights, those who were watching operas, singing operas, and walking back and forth.There is no shadow at all.No wonder, no wonder I felt weird when I first walked into this village.

The old man said anxiously: "Come in soon? When they find out, it will be too late."

The abbot and I didn't dare to neglect and walked in quickly.

This family is very ordinary.There is a funeral shed in the yard, and a coffin is placed under it.

The old man took out some stools and sat with us.

I looked out the door tremblingly: "Are those people dead?"

The old man nodded: "They have been dead for a long time. Some of them have not yet reached their yangshou, so they have been wandering around the village, waiting for one day to go to the underworld to reincarnate."

I asked again, "What about the driver who spoke to me just now?"

The old man chuckled: "That kid died a long time ago, I don't know it yet."

This made my heart shudder.

The abbot who was sitting next to me had a blank face: "Old man, there are so many ghosts around here, why don't you run away?"

The old man pointed at me: "So, I am the same as him. I am also a Taoist priest."

The abbot said tremblingly: "Taoist priests can't do it either, and Taoist priests can't just stay in the haunted den."

The old man laughed twice and avoided answering.Instead, he asked me another question: "Xu You, it's not easy to invite you to my place. It took me a week to invite you before you came."

I was a little strange: "You invited me? When did you invite me? Why did you invite me here?"

The old man said: "I asked the driver to call you first. But you just hung up and refused to come."

I explained: "My master said that no one can make that phone call. Of course I dare not come. What if someone hurts me?"

The old man nodded: "You are quite cautious, but young people have just ventured into the rivers and lakes, so it is better to be cautious. Later, I sent people to deliver coffins and paper money one after another, and finally aroused your curiosity and attracted you ,Ha ha."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something and asked the old man: "I heard the man delivering the coffin say that there are two dead people in the Dasheng Temple. What does this mean? Who are the dead people?"

The old man looked like a master of Taoism: "Who is a dead person? Your master Zhang Yuan has lost his body, is he considered a dead person? The paper tie Wu Yangshou is already over, and he has been hiding in XZ for the past few years, is he considered a dead person?"

When I heard this, I was shocked, pointed at the old man, and stood up: "Who are you? How do you know about my master? You brought me here, what do you want?"

At this time, the abbot gently tugged me.

I looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

The abbot hid his hand behind my back and secretly pointed to the coffin shed.

At this time, I found that there was a portrait hanging in the coffin, and the person on the portrait was clearly the old man in front of me.Even the smile is exactly the same.

It's over, this old guy is also a ghost.

Without saying a word, I pulled the abbot and wanted to run.

However, a figure stood in front of both of us, who was the old man just now?

The two of us had nowhere to go, so we could only ask tremblingly, "What do you want to do?"

The old man still smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid. I'm here to help you."

I gave the abbot a wink: "How can I help?"

The old man was full of complacency: "I know that you have encountered something recently, so..."

In the middle of what he said, while he was not paying attention, the abbot and I took out the ghost-suppressing talisman and pasted it on the left and right.

Unexpectedly, the old man moved his body lightly and threw the two of us away.Then he yelled with anger on his face: "Bastard, even if your master is here, you still have to call me senior, you are so rude?"

Then, he flicked his sleeves, and I just felt a gust of wind blowing, I couldn't open my eyes at all, and couldn't stand on my feet.Stumbling and spinning in the wind, in the end, I couldn't even breathe.

Fortunately, at this time the old man withdrew the cloudy wind.The abbot and I were exhausted and fell to the ground gasping for breath.

The old head seemed to be relieved, and said slowly: "You two don't need to be afraid, we are fellow-minded people, and we don't want to harm you. I invited you here today because of the curse on our group. "

When I heard the curse, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a way to break the curse?"

The old man sighed: "I can't do it. But I know someone who can do it."

I said happily: "Who is it?"

The old man pointed at me: "It's you."

The hope that I had originally ignited suddenly disappeared: "Old man, don't be joking. I don't know anything."

With his hands behind his back, the old man proudly said: "In this life, besides Daoism, the old man has also dabbled in divination. You are confident that you are right, and you are the one who can save our faction."

I was dumbfounded: "How can I save?"

The old man shook his head: "Then I don't know. Young man, you just need to adapt to the current situation and then add fuel to the flames."

I blinked, thinking about what the old man said.

Then, the old man said: "Thousands of years, the curse of the ancestors for generations, it seems that it will finally be broken. Thanks to the teacher's teaching, I should also do something on this grand event."

(End of this chapter)