Lin Qiao'er's problem was successfully solved, just take a good rest in the next time, take some medicine to calm the mind and nourish the soul, and it won't take long to wake up, we are all relieved, and the only trouble left is the curse and the ghost on my body.

After solving Lin Qiao'er's problem, it was almost three o'clock in the morning, and at this time, many people in the village had already turned on their lights and began to make final preparations for the mountain ghost festival a few hours later.

It is rare to catch up with such a grand sacrificial ceremony, and the Taoist priests and other outsiders are extremely excited, and they are completely integrated into the tense and exciting festival atmosphere.

It is impossible to sleep anymore, and the Taoist priest simply made a set of our local sacrificial dance clothes to wear on his body, some like the priests in the primitive Indian tribes, and with the Taoist bun tied on his head, it looks a little nondescript.

Lin Qiao'er was fine, the doctor's brows were also relaxed, and he stood aside with his hands and happily watched the Taoist priest twist his fart-strand and dance the prayer dance, the prayer dance was just taught by Sister Bailing, which was originally quite sacred and elegant, but he was stunned to learn to dance a god, not to mention the diaphragm.

My grandmother asked the village chief to pick me up at four o'clock, and when I left, my grandmother asked me to wait at home, worship the witch boy every hour, and recite the mysterious scriptures that I had been taught at the beginning.

Grandma didn't explain the specific situation to me, but I already had a vague sense that what was about to happen was very closely related to the witch boy and the mountain ghost.

The waiting time was always long, and while I did what my grandmother had instructed, I gathered in the courtyard with the doctor and the Taoist priest, and chatted about the details of the upcoming mountain ghost festival at night.

At five o'clock, a series of loud firecrackers came from the direction of the sacrificial venue, and after the firecrackers passed, the sound of gongs rang out again.

When I heard the sound of the gong, I knew that the procession to welcome God had already set out.

According to custom, the procession is led by an experienced elder, and six married men carry a sedan chair made of 11 kinds of green vine and bamboo, which are unique to the region.

When welcoming the gods, the chief priest determines the departure time according to the celestial phenomena on the day of the sacrifice, and the team leader walks forward, seven steps and one gong, and the direction and destination are uncertain, and the random entry into the mountain is also immediately chosen.

It is said that the reason for this arrangement is because she is worried that the mountain ghost Niangniang will take a fancy to the people in the team to welcome the gods, so the sedan chair is all married strong men, and the gong is struck in seven steps, in order to drive away the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in the mountains, and the mandrill spirits.

In order to ensure the safety of the procession, before leaving, the grandmother and the rest of the elderly people in the village will pray for the blessings of these people who enter the mountain, and invite the relics of the ancestors who have been enshrined in the ancestral hall all the year round to protect them.

It is precisely because of this kind of protection measures that there has never been an accident in the welcoming team over the years, and this year, grandma set a departure time of five o'clock.

The sound of the gong intermittently came from far to near, passing outside the courtyard, slowly moving away, Sister Bailing looked up at the sky, and muttered something, I didn't hear clearly, I saw her suddenly turn around and go back to the house.

I was a little strange, but I didn't think much about it, remembering that the time for worship had come again, and I hurriedly went back to my room to chant incense.

It was until seven o'clock, and Grandma returned.

As soon as she entered the door, she asked me to give her the soul nourishing bottle containing Lan's soul, and I felt strange, and my grandmother explained that in a sense, Lan was actually a mountain ghost, and if it wasn't for saving me, she would one day completely merge with the mountains here, and completely turn into a mountain spirit.

Seeing that I was still confused, my grandmother shook her head helplessly and said, "Xiaoyi, didn't you want to save her before?" Now, it's an opportunity, and if you miss this time, I'm afraid it's hard to have another chance! ”

After listening to Grandma's words, I was taken aback and asked urgently, "Grandma, do you have a way?" Are you sure? ”

"Are you sure that if you try it, you will know that her soul is too pure, and it has been eroded by the cursed evil qi for so long, no one dares to guarantee that it will not be affected, and the cursed breath must be returned to your body.

The evil spirit of the curse returns, the curse in your body will inevitably become stronger, the balance will be broken, and the ghost will be devoured, and then I will suppress the curse with the help of the prayer power of the villagers and the power of the witch boy, and the problem will be solved! ”

It dawned on me that this was Grandma's plan, if things went well, the trouble of ghosts and curses could be solved, and at the same time, the curse and evil qi that polluted Lan's soul were removed, if Lin Qiao'er was counted, it would kill four birds with one stone!

Because Lan's soul is integrated with the mountain, she is now the mountain ghost, so when the time comes, the wish power generated by the villagers' prayers will also be gathered on Lan's body, and the soul bottle is the carrier that holds the wish power, which is very important for grandma's future plans, so I handed the vial to her.

At eight o'clock, the grandmother invited out the statue of the witch boy, put it in a black wooden cabinet, and carried it to the sacrificial venue by the doctor and the Taoist priest.

At this time, the mountain ghost festival venue was already crowded, at least three or four times more than we expected, and it is not too much to describe it as a sea of people.

We couldn't squeeze in the box with the witch boy, so we had to ask the village chief to help us place the box near the altar that was not part of the sacrificial area.

After placing the statue of Wu Tong, my grandmother told me that I must take care of this box in these three days, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise all my efforts will be wasted.

Grandma said very seriously, and it was about my own life, so I naturally didn't dare to slack off, and nodded yes.

After telling me, my grandmother still felt uneasy, and said to the Taoist priest and doctor on the side: "A few bits, the matter is very important, Xiaoyi's uncle has other things and can't come over to help, so I'll ask you here." ”

As she spoke, she also looked at Yang Mengqing, obviously counting her in it.

At half past eight, my grandmother was invited by several elderly people from the neighboring village to discuss the details of what would happen half an hour later.

I don't know why, as soon as my grandmother left on her front foot, I immediately felt a sense of anxiety in my heart, very uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

The doctor noticed the change in me and patted me on the shoulder as a reassuring gesture, and after I took a deep breath, the anxiety finally lessened somewhat.

At 8:45, the security team organized by the two tigers began to clean up the venue, inviting all the people who were not on the list of sacrifices and prayers out of the venue, and at the same time, the sacrificial personnel of the eight villages began to enter the venue. together

This was the most chaotic time at the scene, and some tourists who tried to sneak into the venue kept complaining about the host, saying that the organizers were not well thought out, cheating customers, and so on.

In fact, the village chief had already taken into account the problem of tourists watching the ceremony when preparing for the venue, so they had set up a lot of viewing platforms around the venue in advance, but everyone came to participate in the sacrifice, and after they came, they found that they could only watch the ceremony, so naturally there were all kinds of complaints.

In this short period of chaos, there was also an incident that gave me a headache, the Taoist priest, who actually relied on his relationship with Erhu, to get in at the last moment when the venue was closed.

If it was just him, I don't know what method he used, he actually fooled Sister Bailing in, remembering what the Taoist priest said to me four days ago, I realized that he was not joking at the time, but what made me wonder was that how could Sister Bailing, who has always been steady and knowledgeable, follow the Taoist priest in?

The venue was closed, at nine o'clock, the mountain ghost festival officially began, the sound of firecrackers sounded around the venue, as well as the sound of various musical instruments, drums and music, so lively, but I didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, the departure of the Taoist priest and Sister Bailing made the anxiety in my heart even worse.

After the firecrackers went off, the person who presided over the venue began to speak, and after that, it was the grandmother, the chief priest, who announced the beginning of the cleansing, and then several people carried out a wooden barrel, and a few young sisters dressed in sacrificial dance clothes, slender figures, and ethereal temperament carefully scooped out the water in the bucket with a porcelain bowl, dipped the water with the willow branch on the wrist, and began to sway around.

Due to the limited amount of water in the bucket, the scope of filth is limited to the venue, at this time, the tourists who watch the ceremony are all crowded around the venue, and the sister who is responsible for sprinkling the water will sprinkle some more outside the venue, as for whether it can be sprinkled and how much, it depends on the personal fortune.

As I said before, the venue of the festival is surrounded by countless tree trunks that are more than two meters high, and wires are pulled between the trunks, so that people inside cannot get out, and people from outside cannot enter, but this does not affect the people outside to observe the ceremony.

Just as I was looking at the wooden cabinet and feeling upset, the voice of the Taoist priest suddenly sounded in my ears: "Hey, reporter, reporter......"

I was stunned, and said in my heart, could it be that the Taoist priest came out again? I turned my head and saw that this guy was talking to me through the barbed wire.

I was already a little angry, but now I saw him smug at me, and I suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but scold: "You turtle son, how did you promise grandma just now?" There's a kind of you don't come out, or Lao Tzu will break your legs! ”

The Taoist priest smiled and waved his hand at me: "Alas, don't mind, this time it's the Taoist who is wrong, but don't you see that I rushed here right away, isn't it just to look at the box, there is not much difference between inside and outside, besides, if something really happens, the Taoist will be able to get out from above immediately!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the top of the barbed wire, and I thought it was right, with the skills of a Taoist priest, such a barbed wire fence was indeed useless, and his anger disappeared a little, and after snorting, he stopped paying attention to this matter.

I looked left and right, but I didn't find Sister Bailing, so I couldn't help but feel strange, so I asked him, "By the way, how did you trick Sister Bailing in?" Why didn't you see her? ”

Hearing me ask about this, the Taoist priest looked proud and said, "Hehe, before coming out today, the Taoist told the old turtle about today's incident, and it shouted to come, and then fooled your dog and slipped out quietly." Dao Ye just caught a glimpse of them wandering around the venue, and then he told you Sister Bailing, and then ...... Hey! ”

As soon as I heard it, my nose was almost crooked, this old turtle since I mixed with the third child, I don't know what method I used, I actually fooled the third child into its personal mount, if it wasn't for my grandmother not to let me take care of it, I really want to sweep the old Wang Ba out of the house immediately.

"I know that you and that old Wang Ba are not good birds, hmph, in that case, why didn't you see Sister Bailing?"

"Well, what is this......" The Taoist priest touched his nose and looked back, but found that the venue was full of black figures, and he couldn't see anything at all.

I sighed and waved my hand so he didn't have to say anything.

As we speak, the first process of the Mountain Ghost Sacrifice - Cleansing has been completed, and the next step is to welcome the gods.

After grandma announced the start of welcoming the gods, all the villagers involved in the sacrifice in the venue bowed down in unison, only the Taoist priest was still standing there in a daze, I rolled my eyes, he reacted, and hurriedly knelt down.

The venue was silent for a while, and there was still some noise outside the venue, but the movement in the venue also spontaneously quieted down.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn and solemn, but the strange thing was that after the grandmother shouted 'Welcome to the mountain ghost Niangniang', the side door of the altar where the portable shrine was supposed to be welcomed was silent.

Grandma's face suddenly sank, and she shouted again: "Please mountain ghost mother!" ”

There was still no movement, and suddenly, the quiet atmosphere in the venue was broken, and the tourists outside the venue who did not know the process of the mountain ghost festival did not react much, but the people in the festival hall all looked at each other and began to talk in a low voice.

As time passed, the portable shrine that was supposed to enter the venue did not appear, and even the tourists outside the venue noticed that something was wrong.

The inside and outside of the field suddenly became chaotic, many of the villagers who were kneeling down had already stood up and looked around, just when the situation became very bad, Sister Bailing suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, came to the Taoist priest, and said anxiously to me: "Xiaoyi, quickly, find someone to go to the ancestral hall to see what happened." ”

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, I immediately said, "I'll go right away!" ”

"Wait a minute, you can't go!" Sister Bailing pointed to the box, then glared at the Taoist priest hatefully, pointed to the barbed wire fence and said, "You, hurry up and take a look!" ”

The Taoist priest knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to speak, so he climbed over the barbed wire fence and came outside.

"You guys can take a good look, Dao Ye will come when he goes!" The Taoist priest pointed to the box, and then immediately got out of the pile and disappeared.

The situation became more and more uncontrollable, and the people in their own village who participated in the sacrifice were fine, but the young people in other villages were a little uncontrollable, and some people began to question the grandmother who presided over the sacrifice on the altar.

Seeing this, several old people who were also near the altar hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade grandma and persuaded her to return to her seat, and another elder stepped forward to ease the situation.

At this time, the village chief had already sent people to check the situation, and seeing that the scene was about to be suppressed, a shout suddenly came from outside the side door of the altar: "The mountain ghost Niangniang has arrived!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a sedan chair made of vines appeared, but strangely, no one lifted the head of the sedan chair, as if the sedan chair had grown legs on its own.