Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 141 Thunder
The most beautiful creation of the earth is life. Even if it is just a moment of fireworks, the most beautiful display and higher sublimation have been completed at the moment of blooming.

Looking at the reptiles fleeing under the cellar, I was a little scared, but at this moment, I felt the greatness of life.

Survival of the strong, indeed.

I didn't leave this place until all the potion in the bucket was poured down.

This mountain village is not very far from the cemetery of Daoist Nian'an, so I went to the cemetery when I had nothing to do.

Just like what I saw last time, this place is very desolate, and there are no other tombs in a radius of hundreds of meters. Fortunately, this is just an empty tomb, otherwise it would be so lonely to live in it.

The tomb has not been cleaned for many years, and it is full of fallen leaves. Except for the traces of the old lady's last visit, there is no life here anymore. It seems that this place has been visited by no one other than the old lady for so many years. up.

Although I don't know why Taoist Nian'an made such an empty tomb here, but there is always his purpose, and where is He Xuexun, who made Taoist Nian'an give up everything and stay with him for the rest of his life?

Wang Zhenyu's soul said that there was no one in He Xuexun's tomb, but I haven't seen any trace of He Xuexun until now.

Just think about these things. If you want to know all the facts, there is no other way than Daoist Nian'an telling us.

I picked up the fallen leaves in front of the tomb, and exposed the small platform that was pasted in front of the tomb for offering sacrifices.

"It used to be considered a geomantic treasure, but unfortunately too many people died here, and now it has fallen to the bottom. I am afraid that no one will want to live here in a hundred years."

I took out a few sticks of sandalwood and lit them here, then took out the yellow mounting paper and burned them on the ground.

"Heroic soul who died here, don't wander anymore, everything happens for a reason, if you don't have a clear conscience, how could this matter be your turn?" I took the yellow paper in my hand one by one Put it on the fire, "No one has seen you, right? If you receive what I send you, please bless me... bless the people in the village, they are all your relatives, I will help you If you find out the truth, you won’t let you die without knowing it.”

Burning paper without saying anything, always feels a bit monotonous, so I kept muttering while burning paper.

When the paper was burnt out, I got up and clapped my hands, just as the sandalwood was also burnt out. Fortunately, everything was normal.

I smiled with satisfaction, folded a few branches on the side of the road and held them in my hands. It didn't have any special meaning, but in such a quiet place, there was no one to talk to, and I didn't play with things in my hands, which felt a little empty. of.

When I turned to leave, a gust of wind blew away the ashes of the pile of yellow mounting paper behind me, and the sky was covered with black dust, but I detoured when I saw it.

I smiled slightly: "Take it, take it... If there is a chance to come again, it's okay to burn down a few big houses for you."

I beat the dead trees on the side of the road with the wooden stick in my hand, and sometimes fiddled with the fallen leaves blocking the mountain road, trying to add some vitality to the road.

I figured it out, the old lady should come here very rarely, the last time I came here was just to show others the tomb of Daoist Nian An, so that he can be less worried, after all, the accumulation of karma Too much, but it takes a lifetime to repay. If you die and have no relatives to offset, this karma will be gone.

Before arriving at the village, the sky turned gray within 10 minutes. I thought it would only rain, but I never thought that there would be thunder. It was so powerful that if you were timid, you might be scared with.

The thunder rang for a while, and the big raindrops fell.

Ghosts are most afraid of lightning and thunder. In this regard, they are not even as good as two or three-year-old children.

I looked back at the place where Daoist Nian'an's tomb was. They should have all gone back, otherwise the thunder might have scared them out of their wits.Uh... Is it thundering where Lin Qu is now?She looks fearless, probably not.When I comfort myself like this, I am also comforting Lin Qu.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the body was already soaked before reaching the village entrance.

In the distance, I saw the old man and other old people who were still weeding quickly in the field, and shouted: "Old man, it's raining heavily, why don't you go home?"

Hearing the sound, the old man looked up and saw me, so he replied, "It's raining so hard, why are you outside, it's not good to get wet!"

I smiled and walked to the field where the old man was weeding. The rain was getting heavier. The old man looked at the sky and found that it was really not suitable for going to the field, so he carried the hoe to the ridge. , then took his hoe and went home with him.

From the moment the thunder hit, I knew it was going to be a rough night.

Everything in the world can't escape one reason, that is to live. When it rains, people have to go home, and when it thunders, ghosts also need to find a place to hide. In this sparsely populated village, the villagers' homes and the dilapidated The Taoist temple is the residence they can choose.

When I got home, I changed the old man's clothes, then hung the wet clothes to dry, and poured out the contents of the backpack, so as not to get wet by the backpack.

The old man saw me take out the Taomu sword and Sanqing bell from my backpack, looked at me and asked, "Are you also a Taoist priest?"

There is a Taoist temple in this village, it is impossible for them not to know these things, even they know more than me.

I hummed and didn't explain much, and the old man didn't ask much.

It was getting dark very early today, and the night had already fallen after five o'clock in the afternoon. I borrowed an umbrella from the old man and ran away from every house in the village.

I told them two things, the first one is try not to go to bed after eleven o'clock at night, the second one is that no matter how much you love the cat at home, it is best not to let the cat into the house tonight, if there is a dog at home, it is fine Let it stay at the door, it's much more useful than a door god.

The old man was very careful, because of the thunder, he did not turn on the light, but only lit a kerosene lamp. I asked the reason, and he said that the thunder might burn the light bulb.

I promised, then went to the old man's bedroom, and put a blue talisman under his pillow, so it should be safer.

After the old man fell asleep at night, I took an umbrella and put my things into a plastic bag that the old man gave me.

With a flashlight in his nest, an umbrella in his right hand, and bags on his left and right, he walked in the darkness.

Passing by several dilapidated houses, I used a flashlight to shine through the broken windows of these houses. Many ghosts were carnival inside, and their cries were like babies crying... They were not crying, they were laughing!
They have no scruples, probably because the thunder and rain can cover their voices.

I'm a little curious, I've never seen these things carnival, is it the same as young people having a party?
Out of curiosity, I walked to the edge of the window, put my face against the window, and looked inside carefully with the flashlight shining on it. Their carnival method was very simple, nothing more than fluttering and hissing at random.

After watching it for a while, I found it meaningless, so I continued to embark on... um, the journey!
The weeds outside the Taoist temple have been washed by the rain, and many of them have fallen overwhelmed, and the place has become wider. I only walked a few steps here, and my body was soaked.

The roof of the outer courtyard of the Taoist temple has been dilapidated, the statue of Sanqing has also been wet, and the spider webs have been washed away.

This time, I didn't worship Sanqing, because I couldn't free my hand, and second, it was useless to burn the incense, and it had to be extinguished within a few seconds.

After bowing and making a formality, I walked to the inner courtyard and entered.

In ghost movies, in such an environment and at such a time, there will usually be some unusual things happening.

Compared with the peasant's house, this kind of environment is more attractive to them. Standing in the courtyard of the inner courtyard, looking around, the ghost has entered this place, and it has become a lot strange. They dare not be so presumptuous, just quietly Quietly dodging the lightning.

The first thing I went to was the house of the temple master directly opposite, and I stood in front of the window to take a picture, but the inside was empty, except for the few corpses still hanging there.

These ghosts... I shook my head, would they be afraid of such an environment?
Put away the umbrella, walked into the room, the first one was to go to the center of the room, looked up at the rope hanging above and the Taoist sticking out his tongue hanging on it.

A lot of fluid and some excrement were found under him... That's right, people who are hanged will be like this, the muscles are loose, they have no control, and incontinence is normal.

I didn’t smell the smell, so I stretched out my hand and dialed it. It was really false. I was the one who scared me last time. After all, it was the first time I saw so many corpses, and I always felt like I was looking at myself when I saw them. After all, people are afraid of death, aren't they?

The same goes for the other corpses. I walked over and fiddled with them, but they were all fake.

I walked to the wall, turned my back to the wall, and stood the umbrella on the wall, but the wall was already dilapidated, the gap was too big, and the umbrella fell out of the gap and fell outside the room.

I bent down and stretched my hand out of the gap, trying to pick up the umbrella.

Before I could make any unnecessary movements, a pale hand appeared in my sight. This hand seemed to be touching some rare treasure, and it slid twice on my arm as if stroking.

I froze for a moment, and was about to withdraw my hand when a paper-like pale face suddenly appeared outside the gap, looking at me with my mouth open and crying.With greed written on his face, I looked extremely disgusted.

I was startled, and quickly fell back in. When he saw me fall in, disappointment was immediately written on his face.

I was a little puzzled, there was thunder and lightning outside, why didn't he come in?
Then I understood that he dared not come in.

The law of the jungle, this sentence is suitable no matter where it is, and it is no exception among ghosts. He can only be regarded as a weak person in the world of ghosts, so he was excluded from this room because he was too weak to stay inside.

After falling to the ground, I sat up again, turned around, and saw all kinds of 'people' behind me, with different looks and genders, but their expressions were very similar, that is greed.

(End of this chapter)