Chapter Thirty-Nine

Zhou Xiaoliu counted the time, and the three minutes were about to pass, but Daoist Li was still in a daze, so she commanded the stand-in to buckle the porcelain bowl filled with rice to the ground, Daoist Li was startled, and then came back to his senses.

Seeing that the porcelain bowl was upside down on the ground, the ghosts, Taoism, and immortal methods in his head suddenly dissipated, he took a few deep breaths before he found his voice and said to everyone: "It's all scattered, there are ghosts and fairies here, and the bamboo was moved by her, not for two lives, just for a change of scenery...... "Well, I always feel that this reason is very far-fetched, but who let the other party be a ghost and immortal?"

Everyone cleaned up and went down the mountain.

When the villagers of the other villages were almost scattered, the people of Zhoujiawu surrounded Daoist Li. Grandpa Jin frowned, and asked, "Daoist Li, have the ghosts and immortals said anything else?"

This bamboo bush is not far from the village, and it is next to the road that must go up the mountain, usually adults go up the mountain to plant vegetables, children go up the mountain to herd cattle but have to hit here, if this ghost fairy is unhappy one day, passers-by will not suffer?

Daoist Li naturally understood what the villagers of Zhoujiawu were worried about, he remembered the three words "disperse" written by the ghost fairy, and the action of the ghost fairy buckling the bowl when he was distracted, and said to everyone: "This ghost fairy is probably quiet, don't be too noisy when you usually hit here, it should be fine." ”

Seeing that everyone's faces were still full of melancholy, he opened his mouth again to convince him: "She is not an evil ghost, think about it, after so many years, has there ever been a death?"

This is really not, and everyone is a little relieved.

At the end of the show, Grandma Jin Zi looked at the people from other villages who were more than her own village, and took Zhou Xiaoliu and Jinzi's hands and never let go again. Zhou Xiaoliu was a little moved, was he afraid that he would be abducted or trampled on?

Compared with his own grandparents who avoided whenever something happened, Zhou Xiaoliu sighed and had nothing to say. She quietly collected the stand-in, crumpled the invisibility charm that had expired, put it in her pocket, and quietly followed Grandma Kaneko.

After Grandma Jin heard Daoist Li's words, she remembered Zhou Xiaoliu's catching bamboo rats yesterday, so she turned her head and warned her solemnly: "You are not allowed to catch bamboo rats there again in the future, do you hear?"

Zhou Xiaoliu nodded obediently.

Da Niu's mother didn't blame Zhou Xiaoliu for all the things that Da Niu was scared of, because Daoist Li went to her house when he left.

As soon as Daoist Li opened the bell, he took another rod and slapped it on each shoulder of Da Niu three times, and then concluded that Da Niu was scaring himself, and the ghost fairy had not touched him, so let Da Niu's mother find a barefoot doctor to buy some tranquilizers, and Da Niu would be fine after eating it.

Da Niu's mother put her mind at ease, but no, several children went together, how could Da Niu be touched by the ghost fairy alone? Yes, yes, the ghost fairy has not touched him, our big cow is good, but he is a little timid......

Da Niu's mother would rather be said that her son was timid, and she didn't want her son to be said to be bad, because after the ritual before the bamboo bush, the people in the ten miles and eight villages were even more superstitious.

And the big bull of his own family who plays an important role in this matter, if he is given a bad name, it will not be easy to marry a daughter-in-law when he is older. As for timidity, isn't it still young, and when he grows up, he will naturally be bold.

Since then, Da Niu has been at the bottom of the group of friends who love more than guts, and has the title of "coward".

Zhou Xiaoxian and Zhou Peng came back from school and heard about the whole thing, Zhou Peng didn't think about it so much, just listened to it as another fresh and interesting ghost story.

But Zhou Xiaoxian was very scared, yesterday Xiaoliu was still catching bamboo rats in the haunted bamboo bushes, what if this bamboo rat was a pet raised by the ghost fairy? Fortunately, the three of them only ate a little bit. Will the sister-in-law who eats the most be okay?

"It's time to eat!" Zhou Xiaoliu's voice interrupted her thoughts.

After eating, the three of them went to Aunt Xiuhua's grocery store to get two small buckets on credit, and went to the well to fetch water together.

The moment the clean water was poured into the water tank, Zhou Xiaoliu applauded and praised: "Brother is so powerful!

The corners of Zhou Peng's mouth curled slightly, and he raised his chin to give Zhou Xiaoliu a "of course" look.

Late at night, Zhou Xiaoxian and Zhou Peng fell asleep in the strong smell of incense.

Zhou Xiaoliu rubbed his nose and quietly climbed out of bed.

She released the stand-in and the white tiger, and walked out into the night by herself.

The stand-in pretended to go back to the hut, and then climbed up to her sister and fell asleep. And the white tiger, who looked like a fat cat, took a breath and hid on the partition of Zhou Xiaoliu's house to squint and doze.

During the day, the villagers of each village saw the "ghosts and immortals", so they all went home to worship their ancestors. Sandalwood and paper money are burned in large quantities, so now the air is full of the smell of incense.

Zhou Xiaoliu turned a corner when she went out, and the "artificial moonlight" that appeared in her eyes swept into two ghosts, and they were floating in front of her with the dark clothes and coins.

Zhou Xiaoliu swept around again, and found several ghosts gathered in one place, while the old man stood alone under the shadow of a tree.

She walked over to the old man and asked, "What are they talking about?"

There was an unconcealed sourness in the old man's tone: "What else can we talk about?

Zhou Xiaoliu understood, no wonder the old man didn't chat with them, Grandpa Zhou hid in his brother-in-law's house in order to get rid of the pot, and he was not at home.

The second uncle's family also went to the provincial capital to work a long time ago; the third uncle's family, the third aunt said, if you don't burn incense every year, maybe it will be unlucky, and if you can save it, you won't burn it; and now your own family has three children at home, first, I didn't expect to burn it, and second, I don't have the money to burn it.

Therefore, on this night when the ghosts of other families have filial piety, the oldest old man has nothing.

In this regard, Zhou Xiaoliu doesn't know how to comfort her, she is now the same as the old man, she is also a poor ghost, if there is a group of people who have beaten her with money now, she will also be red-eyed.

"Let's go up the mountain, I'm going to continue to suck the ghost qi, the white tiger said, the more ghost qi I suck from you, the purer your spirit will be, and the pure spirit will take advantage of it when it is reincarnated, and the chance of being a good fetus will be greater. Zhou Xiaoliu said.

I hope that the old man will become the second generation of a huge rich family in his next life, and he will no longer have to be stumped by money.

"Really?" asked the old man with a smile on his face.

"I don't know, I hope it's true!"

Zhou Xiaoliu didn't know if what Baihu said was true, but she didn't seem to have any choice but to believe it.

After walking all the way to the tomb mountain, Zhou Xiaoliu drew an evil charm and sat down to meditate, practicing the cloud technique. Anyway, the runes will automatically transmit ghost qi to her, and she is also idle when she is idle, so just try to see if cultivating the Cloud Soaring Technique at night will be more effective than refining it during the day.