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Half a bag of water was quickly gone, and the old man stopped bathing, sealed the water bag, and set it aside. As if by magic, he took out a big black rooster from his hiking bag, and the chicken was tossing vigorously with its feet tied and its wings tied together.

The old man tied a rope to the chicken leg and tied it to the brick on the side of the tombstone.

From his backpack, he took out a huge wooden fish, with a small mallet inserted on it, which was thick and seemed to be used for pounding rice. He sat cross-legged on the ground, the black rooster fluttered beside him, and he picked up the small mallet and pointed it at the wooden fish, slowly tapping it.

After knocking for a while, the sound was muffled in the mountains. I don't know if it's my psychological reason, the night seems darker, and I look up at the sky. The moon was out of sight, and there were a few red demon clouds floating in the sky.

The old man lit a pile of burning paper and continued to knock the wooden fish against the fire. As he knocked and chanted incantations, the tomb was eerie, and the firelight reflected the old man's face. It's terrifying.

I watched with bated breath and wanted to use the spirit guide left by Huang Jiuying, but I thought about it or give up, the old man was too demonic, I used the spirit guide not to attract his attention.

Knocking and knocking, he took out a broken shoe from his backpack, it was a liberation shoe, tattered, as if it had been picked up from a garbage bin.

He took his shoe and roasted it above the flame, then dragged the black chicken over and stabbed it at the neck with a knife. The chicken fluttered twice and didn't move, spurting out a lot of red blood. Some were sprinkled on his shoes, some were sprayed on the old man's face, and the blood was drenched and shocking.

When Mr. Mu saw this scene, he suddenly said, "I remember that you two went to Chen Guang's house to take pictures, did you take pictures of his corpse?" ”

Mu Chun hurriedly took out his mobile phone and handed it to him: "I took a few photos." ”

Mr. Mu swiped the phone. Pull up the picture inside, flip it continuously, and say, "Look at the corpse's feet." ”

I leaned over to see that my phone showed a photo of Chen Guangzhu hanging himself, his feet drooping, one foot wearing liberation shoes, and the other foot without shoes, naked.

I was taken aback: "The shoes used by the old man are Chen Guang's. ”

Old Mr. Mu's expression was solemn: "He is probably seducing souls, and it is indeed a means of Tianmen Dao." This kind of spell is a spell casting, and the soul is hooked and then used to confuse people. ”

"What does he want to do? Do you want to hurt someone? Mu Chun asked.

Mr. Mu didn't speak, and continued to watch.

The old man in the distance did the work on the shoes, threw the shoes into the fire, and then picked up the wooden fish and began to knock, while knocking and twisting his body, his mouth was still singing an ancient song, which was similar to the Northeast Dancing God.

The flames gradually went out, and the shoes burned to something like black charcoal.

The whole process lasted about ten minutes, which was the longest period of time I have ever experienced in my life. In the dead of night, in the graves, a strange old man was doing eerie spells, and people had goosebumps all over their bodies.

The old man was singing as he picked up some of the scarbs and muttered to himself, as he suddenly changed the direction of his sitting. It was actually facing us.

The three of us subconsciously ducked back, and Mu Chun's teeth chattered: "Grandpa, did he find us?" ”

Old Mr. Mu frowned: "Impossible, I'll take a look." ”

He poked his head out and said, "He didn't notice us." ”

Mu Chun and I also poked our heads out to see that the old man was facing us. But he didn't look at it, he was still dancing, like a ghost, holding a broken wooden hammer and constantly knocking on the tombstone.

He knocked and knocked, pointed the spark in his palm in our direction, and blew "poof". Mars splashed in the sky, dazzling in the night.

Mr. Mu suddenly remembered something, looked back again, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said sharply: "It's not good! ”

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Mr. Mu said, "Where is the direction he is facing?" ”

I didn't react and said, "Towards us." ”

Mu Chun next to him said "ah": "He is heading towards our village!" ”

"It's broken!" Mr. Mu said: "He is now dealing with the evil ghost of Wang Ci's mother. ”

"Huh?" I yelled, "What to do? ”

Mr. Mu waved his hand. Signaling not to shout so loudly, he said: "This humane law is yin and evil, I don't know the details, and I can't compete with him head-on now." I'll go back to the village right away, and you two will be here to keep an eye on him and see where he goes after the puja. Remember, be sure to keep an eye on it, but don't let him find out, or risk his life! ”

After Mr. Mu finished explaining, he instructed Mu Chun two more sentences, meaning to let him look at me and tell me not to be rash. He hurried back to the village from the path.

I was anxious and said to Mu Chun, you are staring here, and I will go back to the village.

Mu Chun pulled me: "It's useless for you to go back, it's still a mess, grandpa said to let you follow me, let's stare at it together, this person is the culprit." ”

I had no choice but to stare at the old man, hating and fearing this old man, what did he want to do, so harmful to our family.

For about ten minutes, the old man gradually calmed down, he picked up the water bag, and used the catheter to draw out the water to rinse the blood stains on his body, looking at this meaning, it seemed that he was going to call it a day and leave.

Mu Chun watched intently.

The old man washed away the bloodstains, took out a dry towel from his bag and wiped it. Get ready to get dressed. At that moment, he suddenly stopped, in the direction where we were hiding, as if looking at something.

Mu Chun and I hid behind the tombstone, our hearts beating violently. I went to look at it secretly, because the distance was too far, the old man couldn't see what he looked like, but I could feel it, and his aura became extremely dignified.

The moonlight from the dark clouds of the night fell on him, and his whole body exuded a huge amount of negative energy.

Mu Chun said softly, "He's not looking at us, he's staring in the direction of our village." ”

The old man picked up the knife from the ground and hesitated. Then he cut his wrist with a knife, and the blood immediately leaked out, and he sprinkled the blood on the tombstone. With the tip of the knife stained with blood, he wrote a few words on the tombstone, then simply bandaged the wound with a strip of cloth and began to dress.

After all the clothes were dressed, he simply cleaned up the ground, picked up the dead chicken, threw it down the valley, and strode away.

Mu Chun said in a low voice: "Follow him!" ”

The two of us came out from behind the monument, cat's waist walking through the deep grass. Wearing short sleeves tonight is definitely a huge mistake, and there are especially many mosquitoes and flies at night. Not to mention, those branches and grass blades scratched my arms all with blood. I don't care so much now.

The old man didn't walk fast, and he had a flashlight, and he was very good at tracking in the dark, and soon we came to the tombstone of the Wu family of Chenmen, on which there were many ghost talismans painted with blood, I couldn't understand what it was, and now I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly took two photos with my mobile phone, and then continued to track.

The old man walked all the paths, and in some places there were no roads, so he climbed the rocks to pass. The road became more and more dangerous, and the forest went deeper and deeper, and it was a bit difficult to keep up.

I looked around, and I didn't even know the place. I didn't live in the village at a very young age, I studied in the town, and then I went to university. There are many places in the mountains near the village that I have never visited. Not to mention Mu Chun, he is not a local.

The more we walked, the more confused we became, the surrounding woods looked similar, and now there was no choice but to follow the old man, see where he went, and then find a way to mark him back.

I looked at my watch, and before I knew it, I had been walking in the mountains for more than an hour, and the old man's flashlight was swaying in the forest not far away, because the grass and leaves were so dense that people could no longer see it.

Mu Chun and I were tired and panting, and I felt a little guilty. Mu Chun tossed with me in the middle of the night. I said, "Old Mu, I'm sorry about painting." ”

Mu Chun said: "Forget it, after I fell into the evil spirit, my grandfather found out that I had some talent for learning the Tao, and I am now following him to learn some introductory things, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." ”

I sighed. Thinking that after this matter is resolved, give more money to the Mu family, the old man is over eighty years old, and it is not easy to follow us back and forth at night.

At this time, Mu Chun said "oops": "The flashlight is out." ”

I hurried ahead to see that the woods were black, and the flashlight had gone out.

"What should I do?" I whispered.

"Let's take a look." Mu Chun tiptoed forward, and at this time I couldn't back down and followed him.

We walked up the hillside, through the bushes, and I was just about to go out. Mu Chun grabbed me: "Look! ”

I saw that down the hillside, in the middle of the woods, there was a clearing with three stone houses, and the roofs were not tiled, but with rough beams. Covered with thick foliage.

Next to the stone house, there is a tall pile of stones, in the shape of a cone, which can be two or three meters high.

The style of the stone house is a bit strange, it is not built directly on the ground, but there are stilts underneath, and the base of the house can be raised by half a meter, which is not grounded.

A few steps stretched from the porch of the house, and we saw the old man sitting on the steps, looking at the woods opposite, not knowing what he was looking at.

He rolled a grass cigarette in his hand, and the smoke rose faintly, and his whole face was covered in white smoke, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.