I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly rushed over and lit the paper door with the lighter in my hand.

Normally, when the paper burns, it is a bright flame, but at this time, the flame seems to be suppressed by an invisible force, emitting a blue ghostly light, and the flame never rises, and is tightly attached to the surface of the paper.

Grandpa once said that paper items can communicate yin and yang when burning, and whether it has an effect depends on the color of the flame.

For example, when burning paper money to comfort the ancestors, whether the paper money entered the underworld or not, the ancestors confiscated it, and you can know by looking at the color and shape of the flames.

At this moment, this flame does not look like fireworks in the world, but has the appearance of a ghost fire, which means that the gate of the paper has passed through the burning, and has gone from yang to yin.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the gate of the paper is burned, the ghost gate will be moved here, and the gate of the paper will replace the original gate and become the new ghost gate, and from then on yin is yin and yang and yang.

It's just that what happened next made me know that I was happy too soon!

There is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, it becomes a road, and the truth is actually the same, the ghost has entered this portal, and it is also the ghost gate! Normally, when the door of the paper is burned and the soul is guided by the incense to enter the new portal, the matter is completed.

But what happened next was completely beyond my understanding!

I never thought that I would get away with it the first time!

The smoke from the burning of the paper did not drift away at all, but condensed into a tall city gate, like the one of ancient cities. With the appearance of the tall city gate, the restless souls seemed to have found their way and quickly passed the tall city gate along the bridge.

But at this time, I didn't care about those dead souls anymore, and my eyes were completely attracted by the city gate in front of me. Although I did a series of spells, I had no idea why there was such a fantasy plot in front of me!

Of the supernatural events I have dealt with with my grandfather in the past, the most remarkable is the ghost. And the ghost body, as well as some unmistakable incidents of seeing dirty things, are actually routine events for people who engage in yin, just like the level of surprise you feel when you go out and see a particularly ugly person.

But now, I was super shocked, and everything that was happening in front of me was completely out of the scope of my cognition, even the scope of what my grandfather told me.

I finally understood why my grandfather didn't want me to use those secret methods, compared to our family's generations of paper, the rules and taboos of this line of work, I really know too little about this secret method, rashly use it, I can't control the situation, just like in front of me!

It's just that I coveted the pattern of the shop in front of me, and didn't follow my grandfather's advice, and used a secret technique that didn't belong to the paper tie industry, which also made me unexpectedly see a mysterious and mysterious field.

Strictly speaking, although my grandfather taught me the techniques of pulling the thread and sliding the door and crossing the soul with a paper bridge, it did not belong to my ancestor's inheritance. It was also in my grandfather's generation that our family acquired this secret technique by accident.

During that special decade, my grandfather and great-grandfather were once imprisoned in a shed as feudal superstitutionists because of paper ties.

It was also during that time that they met a "shank friend" in the shed, an old gentleman of the same age as my great-grandfather.

This old gentleman's surname is Tang, his name is Tang Fawei, and he is said to be a duangong.

Northerners may not know what Duangong is, but Bashu and southern Shaanxi are no strangers to it.

Duan Gong is somewhat similar to the folk wizard gods, but he is completely different from the wizard gods.

Duangong originated in the Bashu area, since ancient times to witchcraft, and later with the establishment of Taoism, began to absorb Taoist thoughts, forming a unique style of witchcraft. A person who inherits the way of witchcraft is often referred to as Duan Gong.

These people are often well-versed in witch doctors, Taoist mysteries, and yin and yang feng shui, and are widely respected for their ability to solve problems.

Although Duangong also believes in Taoism, it is different from traditional Taoism that needs to be officially certified, in order to distinguish it from orthodox Taoism, and they have always been hidden among the people, so they are often called folk teachings. And those who practice the art of witchcraft are often called Dharma disciples.

It's just that these people are very strict in accepting disciples, and their inheritance is extremely secretive, and they often need to be investigated by the master before they can pass the Dharma and officially inherit the Dharma lineage, so ordinary people have no way to find out at all.

Folk teachings have been passed down for thousands of years.

Even orthodox Taoism, after historical evolution, is divided into such as Qingwei, Maoshan, Lushan, Chunyang, Sanfeng, Longmen and so on.

The same is true of folk teachings, there is no shortage of experienced disciples of the Dharma, who have established sects for thousands of years, and eventually formed different lineages such as Huaguang, Lingguan, Pu'an, Xianniang, and the North Pole.

Mr. Tang's vein belongs to the Arctic in the folk teachings, the full name is the Arctic Swing Magic Vein, and the ancestor enshrined is the Arctic Xuanwu Emperor.

If it were in ordinary times, my grandfather really wouldn't have had the opportunity to learn the knowledge of the folk lineage.

According to Mr. Tang's statement back then, that is, my grandfather's qualifications were not enough, and my grandfather did not accept it.

However, due to the conditions at that time, coupled with my great-grandfather's request, the old gentleman was also worried that his skills would be lost and the Dharma lineage would be cut off, so he had to choose to temporarily hand over the inheritance to my grandfather, hoping that my grandfather would be able to find someone destined to pass on the Dharma lineage in the future.

But Mr. Tang also has conditions, that is, my grandfather can learn and use, but he cannot be regarded as a disciple of the Fajiao, and he is not included in the door wall.

In fact, as Mr. Tang said, my grandfather is limited by his own qualifications, and secondly, his personal interests are not in this, and he only likes to stuff his head and tie paper. So this skill was passed on to my grandfather, and it was really blind.

Fortunately, after I was born, my grandfather did not forget Mr. Tang's entrustment, which can be regarded as passing on the Dharma on behalf of the teacher, so that I have the honor to inherit the inheritance of this Arctic Wandering Demon, whose legal name is Ma Fayang.

It's just that the gap between this real master teaching and teaching the Fa on behalf of the teacher is really too big, and I know a lot of things but I don't know why.

Just like in front of me, I know that the sliding door is rerouted and the paper bridge crosses the soul, but I really don't know that this kind of thing will happen in front of me, and I don't even know whether the appearance of this city gate is inevitable or accidental!

As a feudal superstitious element with strong roots, I still feel that the three views have been greatly impacted, and I think in my heart that I must find an opportunity to learn more about the Fa in the future. Of course, we still have to find a way to get through this difficult time!

Although the speed of the revenant soul passing through the paper bridge and drifting into the city gate is not satisfied, but there are too many people, in addition to the previous queue at the gate, there are actually other revenant souls who are constantly joining this team.

I was so anxious to watch from the sidelines that I couldn't wait to grab all the souls and stuff them into the door.

But I don't know where these souls are going in a long line, or where they are behind the city gates. If you meddle and cause a big mess, the situation will only get worse.

But sometimes the more you are afraid of something, the more he comes.