Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 1
I am a Taoist priest.

In China, there are 3 regular Quanzhen resident Taoists and 6 scattered Taoists. I am one of those 6.

In [-], the Chinese Taoist Association was established in Beijing Baiyun Temple. Although I was not born at that time, I was very happy when I found out that there was such an association.

The first thing I came into contact with Taoism was in a QQ group. At that time, I was writing some supernatural stories, so I added a lot of strange groups, and one of them affected my life.

It was a group called 'Xuanmen Zhengdao'.

There are not many people in the group, only a dozen or so. When I went in, I didn’t talk, just watched them chat, so I got more material than I asked myself!
During the period, they talked about how to use to see the ghost.

The first is Huo Yan, everyone has Huo Yan, if the Huo Yan is low at a certain moment, you can go to hell, this thing is like luck, if you are not lucky, you will go to hell!

The second is the state of mind. People with a pure heart can see ghosts, such as children, so we often see some babies laugh or cry inexplicably when they are not accompanied by anyone. This is the function of those ghosts.

The third is foreign objects. There are many kinds of foreign objects. Everything in the world has attributes. Men belong to yang and women belong to yin. Compared with the dead and the living, the attribute of the dead is yin, and the attribute of the living is yang.It's all about comparison.

If you want to see the dead, you can use the attributes of the world and its masculine or extremely dirty things.

They said something, the blood attribute of the middle finger of a living person is masculine, the wicker is dirty, and it can be used to fight ghosts...

In addition, you can also use black dog blood to drive away ghosts, because black dog blood is the most filthy thing in the world, and ghosts are also afraid of it!
At that time, in order to make the things I wrote more real, I made a decision that would affect my life.

After they chatted, I immediately drove to a nearby village, bought a set of coir raincoats from a fellow villager, and then sat in the fellow villager's house until after eight o'clock in the evening.

It was getting dark outside, so I took my coir raincoat and went out.

In a small ravine nearby, I found a relatively clean stone, sat cross-legged on it, and then wore the coir raincoat upside down, and wore a tattered plastic hat on my head!

It is said in the group that if you want to see ghosts, you can wear a coir raincoat upside down, wear a bamboo hat, and sit cross-legged in a ravine, and you can see ghosts when the yin is at its heaviest!

I sat there from eight o'clock until eleven o'clock, and there was no movement around at all. At first I thought the group was talking nonsense, but then I realized that what they said was true.

At 45:[-] in the evening, which is what they call the most cloudy time, I suddenly felt a chill, I couldn't help shivering, and felt a biting cold on the back of my spine.

I thought I wouldn't be afraid, but when I really felt it, my feet were so frightened.

The group said that if you see something, you must not move it. Wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats is to imitate dead objects.

At first I didn't dare to move, but then I couldn't bear it anymore. I glanced back, and when I looked back, I was so scared that I fell down, and there was a pair of feet hanging behind me.

A dead man fell on a tree behind me.

I saw it when I came here, and there were no dead people hanging there at all.

After I fell down, I clearly saw that the man hanging from the tree turned his head and looked towards me.

Afterwards, I was about to run away, but at this moment, there was a barking sound from outside the ravine, and the man hanging from the tree immediately fell down, and then ran up the ravine, into the night.

A dog barking attracted other dogs, and then those dogs chased in the direction the hanging man was running to!
I didn't even want my coir raincoat, and ran out of the ravine in a hurry, then ran to the old farmer's house, slammed on the door, they opened the door and let me in.

After I went in, I couldn't concentrate at all, I could only pant heavily, and there were stars in front of my eyes.

I can see outside, but I can't speak or move.

They asked me what was wrong, and I didn't answer, and they asked me what I saw, and I didn't answer either.

Finally, the old couple helped me to sit on a chair, and then the old lady went to another room to get a gong, a kitchen knife, and some incense sticks.

"He must have lost his soul!" I heard them say.

After that, the old lady gave the old man what was in her hand, and she sat next to me.

The old man went out and called a few people, and in the end one of them asked someone to bring pork head meat, and the other took the sparkling incense, and the old man went out with a kitchen knife and a gong.

After about 1 minute, there was a sound of gong beating outside, and the sound of many people shouting.

"Are you back?"

"Are you back?"

"Are you back?"

The people outside yelled three times in total, and the old lady slapped the edge of my chair and answered loudly.

"came back."

"came back."

"came back."

After that, I took a few more slaps, and every time I slapped, I would tremble a little. Even though I was prepared, I would be shocked when she slapped me!
After the filming, several of them carried me to the bed, and I slept until eleven o'clock the next morning.

They call this method "calling the soul", and it is very popular in many parts of the country. I don't know who passed it on.

After thanking them, I returned to my home, a place I dare not stay in again.

The place where I live is not far from the countryside, and it is relatively remote, but at least it is better than the countryside.

Finally, I opened the qq group, and they said that people who don’t understand this kind of thing must not use those methods. If you are lucky, there are no ghosts around. If you are unlucky, there are ghosts around. It's worth it.

That time scared me half to death, I didn't write the article, and blocked the QQ group for a while, because I couldn't sleep at night when I saw that QQ group.

About ten days after returning from the countryside, a person died in a car accident near us. A middle-aged man in his 40s was a motorcycle driver. There were four members of his family, one son and one daughter.

I've seen him a few times, he usually waits for customers at the intersection, earns money by soliciting customers, he looks kind, and I've been in his car.

When I heard the news, I went to the scene of the car accident to have a look.

There were a lot of people around outside, and I didn't even squeeze in.

In the center of the crowd was a wagon full of gravel, and that was all I could see.

After a while, the police car came, and the crowd was making way for a passage, and I squeezed in through the gap.

When I saw the scene at that time, I almost felt nauseous.

The motorcycle driver was rolled onto the wheel, blood was all under the tire, and beside the tire was a blood-stained thigh.

The driver's head was looking my way, and after a while, the police went up and got the body out, face down when it was on the ground.

"Oops, people are going to die again in this place!" someone said just after it was placed on the ground.

"If you don't go up to the sky and don't touch the ground, people will definitely die in this place!" they said.

I went back after listening for a while, it didn't have much to do with me, as long as I mourned for him.

Going back to my own home, I forgot what happened just now. People die every day in this world, as long as it’s not me. I just hope that when I die, it won’t be so miserable.

I fell asleep after playing computer games for a while at night. In the middle of the night, I felt someone knocking on the door. I stayed in bed and refused to get up. When he knocked a second time, I opened the door. I didn’t get up until he knocked a second time. .

(End of this chapter)