Aunt Wang in the mouth of the eldest mother, who lives next door to the second sister's yard, I only know that there is such a person, but I have never seen it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info every time I go to the second sister's house, I will look at the neighbors left and right, but the door of Aunt Wang's house is always tattered and closed, and there is no sound of people coming and going, especially without the loud voice of the rural man, there is always a feeling that no one in the family is lifeless.

The second sister knocked on the door and called Aunt Wang, and after a while, the door opened, and I took a closer look at the woman.

The little man, sneakily opened the crack in the door, only poked out his head, his eyes were protruding and he had no spirit, the whites of his eyes were many and his eyes were less, his mouth was small and pointy, his yellow hair was tied into a braid, his dry hands were on the door, full of deep groove-like folds, and the most disgusting thing was the nails, which were long and pointed, and there was a scratching sound when they were buckled on the iron door.

When she saw her second sister with a child, she looked at me directly, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt like a weasel, especially the pointed cheeks with a small mouth, and her whole jaw was drumming with spitting at the mouth, as if she had swallowed a lot of saliva.

I hid behind the second sister in fear, and the second sister was about to explain the situation, but Aunt Wang nodded.

"Lose your soul, this kid's lips are white, his eyes are scattered, he is scared, come in."

Bypassed the shadow wall and entered the yard, this pattern is no different from the second sister's house, but it is very dilapidated, the second sister has been married for many years, and has given birth to two children, so the wall has to be painted every few years. But the walls of Aunt Wang's house have long been peeled off bricks, and the wind and sun have been exposed to the wind for many years, and the windward side of the side house is full of potholes.

And this dilapidated house makes people feel completely unpopular, standing in the courtyard and not wanting to enter the main house, always feel that it is dark and mysterious inside, like an ancient house or a secret room.

Aunt Wang didn't say anything, but only led the way into the side room in front, and the walls inside had peeled off, and the smell was not good, and there was a damp bad smell. It was the furniture that surprised me, the wooden furniture. Even the bed is wooden, now the countryside is rare, black lacquered wood, square, along the bed board around the wooden frame, a circle of wooden beams hung with a veil, the beam is carved with a hollow pattern, under the wooden beam is the shape of the auspicious cloud, the bed board is carved around the mandarin duck playing in the water.

From the veil, the bedding was neatly stacked, but there was a lot of dust on the wooden bed, and it was estimated that no one had slept for a long time. There is a wardrobe standing next to the wooden bed, the material is the same as the wooden bed, the whole body is black lacquer, the two cabinet doors are inlaid with round handles, the cabinet door is carved with the scene of the fairy world, a group of long-bearded immortals sit around the knees, surrounded by treasure trees, the heavenly maidens play dances in the sky, birds perch on the treasure tree, some small animals jump under the tree, a waterfall flows down from the mountain, tumbling and tumbling water, and a few carp jump out. Under the cabinet door, there are auspicious clouds carved to drag up the fairy scene on the cabinet door, and the overall look is magnificent, but it is a fairy style.

On the opposite side of the wardrobe is the inner room, said to be the inner room, in fact, it is made of wood along the beam of the house to make a round door frame, just sit in the middle of a Buddha, the head of the round light, the lotus flower under the seat, along the door frame painted fairies, one by one in different postures, some holding musical instruments, some holding fruits, some dancing gracefully, some holding up the magic instrument... One by one, they flew towards the Buddha with their hearts in their hands and the moon.

There is an offering table on the side wall of the inner room, but the plate is empty, the incense burner is piled with ashes, there is a portrait hanging on it, the paper has been yellowed, and there is some black mold born by moisture, looking at the portrait, you can recognize it as the common Western three saints, Amitabha Buddha stands in the middle, stepping on the lotus, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Bodhisattva of the Great Trend on both sides stand respectfully.

I stood in front of the offering table and took a closer look, and found that because of the door frame, I couldn't see the wooden bed from this angle. In such a small room, the design is very ingenious, and a door frame separates the offering table from the living room, which is to avoid disrespect for the Buddha and Bodhisattva.

Under the altar was a low square table and four stools, on which a layer of white ash fell. There is a small wooden box on the table, the whole body is black lacquered without any decorative patterns, and a small lock is just hanging, which makes people curious to open it and take a look.

Aunt Wang brought a basin of water and wiped the tables and stools clean with a rag, especially the small wooden box wiped very carefully, as if she was communicating something. The second sister didn't speak, just stood, I felt that the atmosphere was weird, and my heart was depressed.

She wiped the wooden box and asked us to sit down, but she touched the wooden box in her hand, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Since my girl died here, this house has not been entered, and this soul is still here, and I haven't touched it for a long time."

The second sister frowned for a while, and I was shocked for a while, this is a house that has died, no wonder it is weird, what kind of heart does this woman have, she actually called us to this kind of place. Just look at her bowing her head and talking to herself.

"I regret that I shouldn't have taught that girl to call the soul in the first place, after all, it wasn't that fate, and if I can't bear it, I can't hide it, alas."

Except for the word soul call, which I can understand, the rest of the words are completely incomprehensible. Just as she wanted to listen, the second sister hurriedly interrupted, urging her not to go off topic and call her soul quickly.

Aunt Wang nodded, opened the small wooden box, and took out the contents one by one and arranged them.

The first thing to take out is a picture scroll, unfold it to see that it is a leather painting, the color is dirty, in the painting, a perfect circle is divided into four pieces by two vertical lines that intersect on the Taiji, and the four heads of the vertical lines are painted with four colors Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Green Dragon, and White Tiger Four Divine Beasts.

After paving, Aunt Wang asked me to write down the eight characters of my birthday on a piece of yellow paper, fold it and put it on top of Tai Chi, and then take out a white porcelain bowl to press the yellow paper, pour water into it, about half a bowl is more. Two more ropes were taken out, and each rope was tied at both ends with a copper coin with a square hole and a round shape, which was old and blackened, and it said Qianlong Tongbao. She crossed the two threads on the white porcelain bowl, but the direction was to cut the two vertical lines on the magic plate, that is, to the northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest.

After these preparations stopped, Aunt Wang took out an awl, tied a white rope at the end of the cone, and then stretched out the middle finger of the index finger in the shape of a sword finger, and put the rope on, the tip of the cone pointed down to the intersection of the middle of the white porcelain bowl, and the tip of the cone was slightly higher than the mouth of the bowl.

She looked at me and said, "Prepare to start calling the spirit, child, don't be surprised at what you see and feel for a while, and don't make a sound." ”

I nodded, with Qiu Zhun's first experience of calling the soul, I believe that there are magical numbers in this world.

Aunt Wang looked down at the white porcelain bowl, and began to mutter:

"The gods of the four directions, the immortals and Buddhas of the eight directions, listen to my prayers, the child is young, frightened and lost his soul, the eight characters are informed, the upper and lower voids, there is no escape, and listen to my orders, find the soul and return home!"

After saying this three times, he closed his eyes, kept reciting the incantation in his mouth, occasionally frowned, and the sword finger was still the same, and after a while, the awl actually began to shake, and gradually began to draw circles, circle by circle, and then drew bigger and bigger, and I observed that Aunt Wang's sword finger was still motionless.

The awl spun round and round, sometimes large and sometimes small, scanning like a radar, the level in the white porcelain bowl was calm and quiet, there was no sound in the room, I watched blankly.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on the soles of my feet, and a cold air began to rise from the soles of my feet, like a cold rope drilling into the soles of my feet, and this cold air gradually went from the soles of my feet to my ankles, and then passed through the calves and into my thighs, and began to spread around like tree roots.

Just when this cold feeling gradually went up to the lower abdomen, but it was stagnant, as if it was lingering or unable to go up, my body began to experience the two heavens of ice and fire, the lower body was cold inside and out, but the upper body temperature was still the same, which made people start to worry.

When I looked anxiously at Aunt Wang, the awl suddenly stopped and did not move, and I suddenly saw that the water in the white porcelain bowl was boiling and tumbling, but there was not the slightest heat rising, which was a force stirring it.

Suddenly, the cold air began to rush violently, it felt like the cord had thickened several times, rushing through my lower abdomen and chest, my arm felt cold, I knew it was going to rush through my neck and into my brain, indeed, my throat tightened, my eyes were dizzy, my consciousness was confused, and my body began to shake.

When I was in a trance, a miserable white face suddenly rushed in front of me, which was clearly a grimace, a pair of black eyes, invisible white eyes, long black hair floating back, and blue blood vessels could be faintly seen on the face. In an instant, the face suddenly distorted, the whole brow condensed, the muscles of the face twitched to the sides, the black lips cracked and bled out, and it opened its mouth as if it was going to swallow me.

I fell to the ground with a scream, my head hurt, and the second sister rushed over to help me and almost fell. I curled up on the ground and began to cry, the grimace that rushed over just now in my mind was still in my mind, and the cold air in my body began to dissipate, and the whole person quickly recovered his body temperature, but he was not as refreshed as Qiu Zhun called his soul, but he was even more dizzy after being frightened.

The second sister came to pick me up and asked me why I had suddenly fallen backwards, and I described the horrible scene as she took me in her arms. Aunt Wang sat there without saying a word, just shaking her head.

"Defeated, actually called defeated, the soul is not not coming back, it is followed by a ghost who will not let it back, this soul has already been on the body, the ghost wants to obstruct it, so he rushed over and pulled it away. Don't cry, child, what do you have to do with that demon? ”

I twitched and shook my head, and told her about the experience of that night, and Aunt Wang frowned and thought, nodding for a while, and shaking her head for a while.

The second sister saw that I was no longer crying, so she let me sit down and asked:

"What can I do? It's not like you can't come back, right? ”

"I have no choice, that ghost is not a passing ghost at all, he should have taken the initiative to find it, the reason for this must be clarified, otherwise even if it is successful for a while, when the yang qi is weakened, it will come again."

"By the way, then the old lady Xiahou seems to be related to your family, right? Go find her, if you can ask her to help, you should be saved. ”

I went out helplessly, and on the way I asked the second sister, what happened to Aunt Wang's daughter? The second sister complained, saying that how could this woman say this to such a young child, it turned out that the side house used to be the boudoir of Aunt Wang's daughter, but her daughter committed suicide five years ago, it is said that she was possessed by some fairy family, and finally she was miserable and cut off, and the specific second sister is not clear, so their rural women chewed the root of their tongues and called Aunt Wang to mourn the star, and killed her husband and daughter.

Back at the house, the second sister told the eldest mother about the situation, and saw that the eldest mother shook her head vigorously, and the second uncle also looked embarrassed.

"It's a ninety-year-old lady, I haven't heard of it for many years, second child, that's your daughter-in-law's grandmother, you go and ask."

It turned out that this old lady Xiahou turned out to be my second mother's grandmother, so I lined up to call grandma Tai, the old man's full name is Xiahou Ling, and her ancestral home SD grandfather came to HB to settle down, she was born in the eighteenth year of Guangxu, and now she is just 90 years old. The second uncle said that she was a strange woman, and she was also the only person who walked in the past ten miles and eight villages.