I cut two small seven-inch paper figures, of course, not tied up, but with the old scissors that my grandmother used when she was alive.

This paper-cut is not a window flower all over the street, not a mandarin duck, just like the craftsmanship of the papermaker, this thing should belong to the inheritance, and it is okay to cut how many things are cut a day.

But now that I have just entered the industry, I will cut two at most, and I feel a panic in my chest after cutting, it seems that these things are quite evil, and they consume my own mental power, which is a little untenable.

As soon as I had finished these things, I heard a slight noise coming from the hall, and I quickly stuffed them all into the drawer.

The door creaked open, and my dad stood in the doorway, glancing at me, and I asked, "What are you doing?" ”

I shook my head, "No, nothing. ”

When I closed the drawer, I blocked it with my body, and I didn't want to tell my dad that I was secretly getting these things.

"It's all set."

My dad said something to me.

I said 'um' and said I'll be out soon, and then when my dad came out of the room, I quickly took out the contents of the drawer, and then I took the box and the dog tooth in my grandmother's house.

The dogtooth has the power to deter evil, and the more fierce the black dogtooth, the best. Those unclean things will be afraid of dogs, and dogs' teeth will cause yang.

I put some cinnabar ink in the small bamboo tube that my grandmother used to use, took a deep breath and went out.

I followed my dad out to the old ancestral hall behind the village, where ancestors are worshiped every year, but in recent years, they have become younger, but the older generation still goes to incense every year.

Although it was just getting dark, the people in the mountain village had no entertainment, and the crops were busy all day, and the families went to bed with their lights out.

Today's moon is very hazy, I can only see the road clearly, my dad brought me a black umbrella, I saw his face is quite blurry, I asked my dad, "Can it work?" ”

My dad nodded, "As long as you don't let those five little ghosts get close to you at night, they won't be able to steal your yang life, as long as it's three days later." ”

According to my father's meaning, because the old ancestral hall is a place to worship ancestors, there are ancestral spirits, and the ancestors don't like those little ghosts and lonely ghosts, so they can't enter the ancestral hall.

I was still a little nervous, and my dad comforted me, "If you're scared, let's go back!" There will be a way, if it really doesn't work, just follow the first method I said, I have lived for most of my life, and I don't want to do anything. ”

When my dad said that, I didn't feel good about it.

I shook my head and told my dad not to say such frustrating things, I was fine.

My dad was silent for a while, and after a while, he said melancholy, "I used to rely on your mother to do everything, but now that you are so old, you have to suffer yourself when you encounter something, I am too useless." ”

Men say too many frustrating words will hurt their confidence, I don't want to mention my mother, I don't want to talk about this, just ask my dad not to talk about this, I think it's good to be able to do everything by myself.

We walked around the small alleys of the village and went around to the entrance of the old ancestral hall, which I had been here before, but that was a long time ago.

I didn't dare to come here after hearing that people had been burned here many years ago, people were really forced out, and to be honest, if I had heard that people had died there, I wouldn't have dared to leave during the day.

Now I think it's commonplace, and although I'm scared, I'm at least bold.

My dad stopped outside the ancestral hall and handed me the black umbrella to wet with water, telling me to calm down, not to look back and hesitate, and to walk in calmly.