Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 149 Story
She has been photographing for several hours. She always takes pictures of things she likes, saying that she wants to preserve them. She rarely saw them before, and she is afraid that she will not have the opportunity in the future.

Hearing her say this, a sense of frustration came from the bottom of my heart. I was considered her parent. These most basic things have become rare and rare things for her. Her childhood and adolescence seemed to be ignored I'm ruined.

Xiaoxi was originally happy to take the picture, but seeing that I was not in a good mood, she put down her hand that was taking pictures, and said, "I'm not talking about you!"

"I didn't say you were talking about me... Come on, take a picture of me!" I stood on the side of the road in a pose that I thought was handsome enough.

Xiao Xi was startled for a moment, then immediately picked up her phone and took a picture of me.

After the click, I went over and said, "Show me!"

She handed me the phone, I looked at it, and then nodded narcissistically: "It's not bad, but the person behind is spoiling the scenery."

Xiaoxi covered her mouth and smiled, probably because she has never seen me talk like this, but she really thought it was good... Although I rarely take pictures, I don't know what is good and what is bad!
Xiaoxi enlarged the photo a little: "Actually, it's okay...the person behind you is looking at the camera."

I looked back, and I couldn't see the person in the background of the photo anymore. It only took a while, and the speed of slipping was so fast!

"Okay, keep going, there's still more time."

Xiaoxi hummed, put away her phone and walked to the street ahead.

While walking, I already asked the people in the group how to use the Great Cave Seal of the Shangqing Dynasty. Just after listening to those usage methods, I felt invincible. It really deserves to be used by Tao Hongjing.

Tired of walking aimlessly on the road, I found a resting place to sit down and rest for a while.

Xiaoxi is still fiddling with the photos she just took in her phone, but I am more interested in what the people chatting here say.

They talked about a wide range of things, and naturally included some of the most curious anecdotes in the country.

I didn't care much about other things, but when it came to one thing, I listened carefully.

What they were discussing was that in a mountain village a few days ago, when someone was building a road, someone blasted a stone with explosives, and a dragon floated out of the stone. As soon as the dragon flew into the sky, hailstones fell, which was very strange. .

After I heard it, I smiled slightly. The shape of the dragon should have been misunderstood by gunpowder smoke, and the hail... It must be a coincidence that such a terrain has a lot of hailstorms every year.

I didn't speak, I just listened to them discussing each other sentence by sentence, and finally brought the matter to a murder case a few days ago.

I have to admire their imagination. If they are asked to write scripts, the level of excitement will definitely far exceed all current plots.

The victim of the homicide was a young man, a high school student, who seemed to have had a conflict with his schoolmates and was killed by his classmates... But these are all their guesses, because the real murderer has not been caught yet.

After listening to the free stories here for a long time, Xiaoxi also had enough rest. I went to a relatively cheap place to find a hotel, and then stamped a few talismans with big hole seals, and pasted them on the doors and windows.

Although this cannot prevent ghosts, it can isolate the breath in the room from the outside world.

This is just a small function of the big hole seal, and its real function is far more than that.

I didn't go out at night, because there was no sun, I didn't dare to wander around anymore, and the hotel didn't have a computer, so my idea of ​​watching a movie came to nothing.

Xiaoxi buried her head in her phone, and I was extremely bored by the side, so she said, "Xiaoxi, do you want to hear a story? I'll tell you!"

She was naturally happy, and quickly sat cross-legged on the bed, hugged the pillow to her chest, and pretended to be listening.

I coughed twice and said, "Let me introduce a premise first, listen carefully!"

She nodded graciously, her eyes full of anticipation.

"There are three kinds of aura in the human body. The first is essence, the second is resentment, and the third is air... The three auras govern the human soul. When a person dies, resentment is lower than essence If you have a peaceful spirit, you cannot become a ghost, and your soul can only follow the impermanent ghost to the hell reincarnation after the first seven days."

"That resentment must be inferior to energy and air." Xiaoxi interjected.

I hummed: "Yes, so it's not easy to become a ghost... If you don't have deep resentment, it's hard to become a ghost..."

"If a person's resentment is deep enough, after death, the soul will leave the body in the same day, and the soul will return at the first seven sons, and turn into a cat or snake to go home to visit relatives. After that, most of them will be brought back to hell by impermanent ghosts. , there are still a small number of wandering in the world, this is what we call lonely ghosts. The story I want to tell starts from here."

I paused, and then told Xiao Xi a true story told to me by the people in the group: "There was once a scholar who complained about the injustice of the world because he failed many times in exams. He hanged himself in the temple, but the place where he committed suicide was in front of a Buddha statue. Under the influence of Buddhism, even if the resentment was deep and turned into a ghost, he could not leave the body. On the other hand, because this is a temple, the ghost of impermanence never came in. After checking here, the scholar has been in this temple, rotten to the bone and has not been able to leave his body..."

"And then?" Xiao Xi asked me while curling up while hugging the pillow tightly.

"Then one day, a group of tourists entered the temple and used the bones on the ground as firewood to carry them out, preparing to burn them."

Xiaoxi interrupted me again, and asked, "How could this be wrong?"

"Uh... his bones fell apart and fell into the ashes on the ground, and then because of the rain, the rainwater entered the temple and bonded the ashes and bones together. After a long time, the bones would look like lumps of wood. "

Xiaoxi let out a groan, and I continued: "That night, those tourists planned to light a bonfire outside the temple..."

"Why not in the temple?" Xiaoxi interrupted me again.

"Because they are afraid that the temple will collapse." I answered her question and continued: "When they reached for the wooden bump, they found that the writing bump was gone. They searched everywhere, but they didn't find those things. , At that time, they didn't care about it, they continued to play, and after going to bed at night, they woke up the next day and found that one of them had hanged in that ruined temple... After that, they went home, but the people at that time, everyone would sleepwalked to that place at night, and hanged himself inside the temple..."

"What about after that?" Xiaoxi hugged the pillow even tighter, with fear written all over her face.

The ending of this story was originally that the few remaining people found out that something was wrong, found the young people in the group, and they helped remove the scholar, but this is not a horror story, so they changed a Ending: "After that, all those people died. Because the scholar had been baptized by the Buddhist atmosphere all year round, the impermanent ghosts couldn't find him. He was too resentful. Every time he came out to find a 'partner' on the night of the full moon, he was killed by him. Those who are selected will hang themselves in that temple... By the way, it's true. In this county, when I went to help Daoist Nian'an last time, I saw that temple... Fortunately, at that time It's not the full moon, it's the more..."

"Stop talking, I... I'm going to sleep!" Before I could finish speaking, Xiao Xi got under the quilt and covered her head.

I stepped forward and lifted the quilt from her head a little, and said, "It's easy to dream when you're bored like this, it's easy to sleepwalk when you're dreaming, if you sleepwalk..."

"Brother, please don't scare me!" She said to me pitifully.

I groaned, that's what I want, even if I'm bored to have fun with her.

"I really didn't want to scare you..."

Before I finished speaking, she had already covered her ears: "I can't hear!"

I groaned: "Don't be afraid, what are you afraid of when I'm here!"

……

I slept pretty hard at night, I didn’t have any problems, I slept directly next to Xiaoxi... Anyway, there are only two of us here, don’t care about those things, clean up, I still believe that I have this concentration, I won’t do it Something out of the ordinary.

Probably because of the storytelling, in the dream I seemed to hear something knocking on the door, and I felt Xiaoxi gently push me, and I pulled the quilt for her in a daze, and continued to sleep past.

The next morning, the morning sun came in from the window, I opened my eyes, Xiaoxi was still lying on the bedside, she must have really scared her last night before she fell asleep!

I got up lightly, went out to buy breakfast, and kicked a white stopper in front of the door when I went out. I bent down to pick it up and looked at it, and then threw it into the trash can. I didn't know what it was.

Taking advantage of the lack of people in the morning, the cleaner auntie was cleaning the corridor, and while washing the mop, she complained about who didn't like cleaning so many footprints on the ground, even barefoot footprints.

I looked at the footprints, and they were really dirty. A series of foot shapes were printed directly on the ground with mud.

I criticized that person in my heart for not being clean, and then went downstairs!

Food, clothing, housing, and transportation, in my opinion, should be ranked first. Clothes are just to cover your shame, and your face is something outside of your body. Without clothes, you are at most ashamed.

I went upstairs to buy things, and when I got to the door of my room, I saw mud marks on the ground. It seemed that the owner of this foot had been here and stayed in front of the door for a while, and the messy footprints proved it.

At this moment, the auntie cleaner came up behind me and saw that I was also looking at the footprints, so she said, "Some beggar must have sneaked in, it's so disgusting! The corridor still smells bad in the morning!"

I couldn't help but take two more breaths of corridor air, it's not a quirk, it's just a conditioned reflex!

"It's gone now, it's gone!" The auntie cleaner interrupted me when she saw me trying to smell the smell.

"It still smells like rotten pork!" After I finished speaking, I opened the door and walked in!
(End of this chapter)