Zhang Xingchao helped bring the things over, he was a little curious, and asked, "I said Mr. Luo, photos and harmonicas can cure evil diseases?"

I shook my head and smiled and said, "Of course not, these two things are related to Bhandari, they are just the carrier of treating evil diseases, and the real cure of evil diseases is the mantra, and the mantra can communicate well with Bhandari through these two things and Devi as a carrier." ”

Zhang Xingchao seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't really want to know about these ghostly things, it's enough to cure people, let's start quickly." ”

Before I started, I told Devi to let her reverently recite the words "I will never remarry" in her heart to cooperate with me in casting a spell, so that Bhandari's yin spirit could be stabilized and would not cause too much damage to her body.

Devi took my instructions and knelt on the hospital bed and prayed with her hands.

I motioned to Zhang Xingchao to guard the door of the room and not let the doctors and nurses come in to disturb me, then sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, took out the warp, wrapped the picture and harmonica, tied the other end of the warp to Devi's waist, and began to chant with his eyes closed.

After a while I was plunged into a dark void, and when I opened my eyes, I found that under the eaves of the back door of a temple, against the bank of the river, there was a large rectangular stone platform with Nepali characters carved into Nepali characters, and a man was sitting on the stone platform with his back to me, playing with a harmonica.

Devi also entered the world with me and has always been by my side.

As a result of entering this spiritual world, Devi and I had his heart, and there was no language barrier between us, so I asked, "Devy, what is this place?"

Devi stared at the person playing the harmonica on the stone platform with tears flashing, and choked up: "This is the burning temple in Kathmandu, that stone platform is the burning platform, it was here that I cremated my husband, and the one who sat on the platform and played the harmonica was my husband Bhandari." ”

I nodded and motioned for Devy to stand still, then approached the stone platform.

The harmonica stopped abruptly, and Bhandari looked back, his face gloomy and pale, and he saw Devi, but he looked very indifferent, and just glanced back at the deep river and continued to play the harmonica.

I took a deep breath and said, "Bhandari, I've brought your wife, Devi, to meet you." ”

Bhandari ignored me and continued to play his harmonica, and I repeated the phrase before Bhandari stopped, turned around and glared at me fiercely, "Master, what are you bringing her to me for? Please take her away, I don't want to see her!"

Bhandari seemed to be angry with Devi, which I didn't expect, I expected Bendari's resentment to keep pestering Devi, but I didn't expect it to be so big.

I said, "Can you tell me what happened between you?" Devi loves you very much, you're dead, people and ghosts are different, you keep pestering her like this, she won't be able to carry your yin qi, she will die." ”

Bhandari raised the corners of his mouth and smiled disdainfully, but did not speak, when Devi suddenly knelt down and choked up, "I know you hate me for ending your life with my own hands, but I am also forced to ......." ”

Devi couldn't cry, I opened my mouth wide in surprise, this is the murder of my husband, I was quite surprised that things suddenly turned around, how could Bhandari be killed by Devy?!

I frowned and said, "Ms. Devi, what the hell is going on?"

Devi choked with tears and said what was going on, it turned out that Bhandari's health deteriorated after returning from selling a kidney from India, due to various complications caused by wound infection, Bhandari could only be sick in bed, Devi invited a Nepalese sorcerer to treat her husband's illness, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect, the sorcerer also told Devi Bhandari that his life was not long in life, rather than lying in bed in such pain and waiting for death, it was better to end his life in advance and let him be freed.

Devi was naturally reluctant to do this, but in the following days, Bhandari never got better, the complications became more and more serious, and the dragged Devi was miserable, watching Bhandari moaning and moaning in pain in the hospital bed day and night, Devi remembered the wizard's words, so he quietly made poison and gave it to Bhandari to drink in a decoction one night, and Bhandari died.

Devi couldn't stop crying.

I sighed, as the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and there is no good wife in the poor family for a long time, although I think that Devi is not not a good wife, but she is forced to do so because of the living environment and the unbearable suffering of her husband.

Bhandari's mood eased a lot, and he said, "Master, I understand why Devi killed me, but I can't help hating her, so I keep pestering her, and as long as she wants to remarry, I will make trouble. ”

I understand what's going on, we have a saying in China called "Hades told you to die in the third watch, and never left you until the fifth watch" is what it means, the popular point is that Bhandari's life is not over, and he should not be ended early, he should have died until the gas ran out, but Devi ended his life with his hands, which belongs to the horizontal death, no wonder Bhandari has been pestering Devi for so many years, Bhandari's resentment is passively generated, even if Bhandari can understand Devy's approach, there will still be resentment.

I said, "So you mean to be willing to accept my excess?"

Bhandari looked at Devi, who was kneeling and crying, shook his head and said, "Of course I do." ”

Shaking his head and agreeing to my surprise, it can be seen that Bhandari is indeed uncontrollable, this resentment has manipulated his spirit, I said: "Bhandari, you may be a little painful when I overtake you, I hope you bear with it, otherwise the resentment will cause harm to Devi." ”

Bhandari shook his head and said, "Okay, I see." ”

The first time I encountered this situation, so I handled it very carefully, I climbed up the crematorium close to Bhandari, pressed my hand on the top of his head and recited the mantra, Bhandari looked very painful, kept struggling, I had to increase the force and hold him down and continue to chant, Bhandari thought of something, difficult to put the harmonica to his mouth and played, melodious and sad music came out, echoing in this empty and deep burnt corpse temple, Bhandari gradually calmed down, the mantra soon worked, Bhandari's body became lighter, relaxed and gradually powdered, and finally became a pile of ashes, which was blown into the river and floated into the distance by the wind。

Bhandari's voice echoed in the Burning Temple: "Devy, I'm leaving, you and Tina are going to live well." ”

The sound gradually dissipated, I breathed a sigh of relief, as if there was an earthquake around me, the temple was gradually collapsing, I closed my eyes and fell into the void space, and when I opened my eyes, I was back in the hospital room, the photos and harmonica tied to the warp threads turned black as if they had been burned by fire.