Chapter Twenty-Six: The First Seven Nights
Standing next to Zhang San's coffin, Zhang Xijing glanced coldly at the twisted flower who was crying to death, wondering in his heart whether it would scare Zhang San's soul away? This crying ghost was like a wolf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As for Mo Qing, of course, he is still in the ancestral hall, but he is invisible.
Standing next to Zhang Xijing, looking at Zhang San in the coffin, this person's heart was pulled out alive and eaten alive by the ghost, it seems that this is not an ordinary ghost.
Zhang Xijing began to work, using a bamboo pole (one) and a piece of sticker money every foot, standing on the doorstep steps or inserting it under the eaves of the house where the deceased had fallen into the air, so that the yin spirits would enter the house when they saw this. A hard-boiled egg was placed in a pot in the corner of the house to bribe the god of evil (commonly known as the god of chicken feet) to keep the ghost of the deceased in the house for a little longer.
Twist howled and cried, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, which was dripping, showing that there were so many tears.
Zhang Xijing walked in after finishing it, saw that Mahua was still crying, and comforted: "Hey Mahua, it's getting late, you go back early to rest, don't stay outside for too long, you..."
Twist cried out: ", you useless thing, just leave!Leave us two behind!" This cry overshadowed Zhang Xijing's voice.
Zhang Xijing came to Mahua's side, Nunu's mouth, and said: "The festival mourns and changes, this person can't be resurrected after death...", coldly glanced at Mahua, who was still crying, coughed lightly, and yelled at her: "Stop me!"
With a shock to his ears, Mahua stopped, raised his head, choked up, looked at Zhang Xijing in a daze, and said, "What's the matter?! Why are you yelling so loudly? It's not that you can't hear it." ā
Zhang Xijing rolled his eyes sideways, turned his head back to look at Mahua, and said lukewarmly: "Mahua, you can go back, don't stay outside for too long." ā
Twist hurriedly said: "Can you go? Okay! I'll go!" Quickly packed up his things and stood up, and when he walked, he glanced back at the spirit card and said, "Dead ghost, I'm going back, don't think about me!"
Zhang Xijing's fingers plucked his ears, and the roots of his ears were quiet, which was comfortable. Looking around, I don't know where Mo Qing has gone, it is estimated that except for the old ancestor, no one can stop him. He stood up again and walked out of the ancestral hall, looked at the night sky, the dark clouds covered the moon, and calculated the time, it was almost time.
Twist walked on the street, feeling that the wind blowing was gloomy, so she quickened her pace and hurried back. And Mo Qing followed her unhurriedly, looking at her from a distance, wanting to see if there would be any ghost things coming out to take the bait.
The sound of a dog barking in the distance, the big red lantern in front of the door was lit, Zhang Xue sat on the threshold, looking at the deserted street, her brows were furrowed, her eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a line, and she looked around with resentful eyes, why didn't Mo Qing come back? Where did the people go? Nunuzui, stood up and wanted to go out to find him home, but he was not allowed to go out by himself, so he could only sit down again angrily and continue to wait for him to go home.
In front of the east courtyard of the Zhang family, the green ghost appeared and stood there blankly, occasionally glancing at the night sky.
Suddenly, a baby cry started, Zhang Xue heard the voice, looked around, saw no figure, sat down again, turned his head to look, through the light of the lantern, vaguely saw a figure coming over, quickly got up, ran over happily, shouted: "Are you back?"
P: I was busy with things some time ago, and I went to the countryside again in the past few days, there is no signal, and I can't code words online on my mobile phone, and I just came back, and I will resume normal updates as soon as possible.