Quiet hospital, ward 204. Zhang Heming was lying on the bed, on a drip. The parents sat next to them anxiously, watching Zhang Heming's situation.

"This kid really doesn't let us worry, he has a high fever of more than 39 degrees, I don't know where this kid went to play?"

"I'll go home and boil chicken thighs for him, and look haggard now."

Suddenly, Zhang Heming, who was in the hospital bed, was awakened again, sweating profusely.

"Mom and Dad......"

My parents looked at me anxiously and said. "What's wrong kid?"

"Dad, I saw Xiao Dong, he said he wanted to take me away, said he wanted to take me to play." Zhang Heming said scaredly.

"Heming, what are you talking nonsense? Xiao Dong has been dead for more than a year, how could you possibly see him, don't talk nonsense, don't you miss Xiao Dong? ”

Zhang Heming hugged his father with a frightened face and said, "Dad, I really saw Xiao Dong, he was covered in blood and ate dead chickens......

If his parents don't help him at all, take it as if what Zhang Heming said is nonsense, you must know that Xiao Dong has been dead for more than a year, how could he come to him.

But Zhang Heming really saw Xiao Dong say that he wanted to take him away, impossible, it was absolutely true, Xiao Dong said that he would take him away.

Xiao Dong said that he missed himself, and he would come to pick up Zhang Heming and go to another world in three days.

His father went to get breakfast for Zhang Heming, and Zhang Heming's mother also went home to cook chicken soup for him, and Zhang Heming was left alone in the ward, and his parents talked when they walked out of the ward.

"You see this kid talking nonsense everywhere, with a high fever that doesn't go away, I don't know where he will go to play like this?"

"You wait and take good care of Heming, I'll make chicken soup."

The huge ward felt empty and made Zhang Heming scared, I don't know if it was the reason for seeing Xiao Dong, I always felt that someone around me was calling my name.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was opened, and an old man with a hunched back wearing a hospital gown slowly walked towards the hospital bed opposite him, and Zhang Heming didn't care about this old man.

But Zhang Heming found that the old man walked without a sound, just lying on the hospital bed, looking at him.

Seeing Zhang Heming made him furious, the old man's two eyes were like ice cubes, staring at you made you uncomfortable, and suddenly Zhang Heming felt uncomfortable and shrank back.

Then, the old man piled up his lifeless face and smiled at him, and when he laughed, his mouth was cracked behind the root of his ear, and he was immediately frightened by Zhang Heming's soul.

Then the old man crawled towards Zhang Heming, and grabbed him with his teeth and claws, and he was scared.

"Fuck off, don't come over ......"

At this moment, a man and a nurse walked over.

"What's it called? Quiet, this is the hospital. ”

"Sister nurse, there are ghosts here!"

At that moment, just as the nurse came in, the old man disappeared, disappeared without a trace.

The nurse smiled and said, "Children, are you confused with a fever, how can there be ghosts here!" Don't talk nonsense, you know? ”

"Sister, I really saw it, there is an old man, just ......"

"Okay, okay, you must have a fever and a mess, don't talk nonsense." The nurse said.

Zhang Heming looked at the bed in horror, will the old man come out? Just as he was scared, three or four people walked in.

Go to the bed where the old man had been lying and pack up. Later, Zhang Heming heard from the hospital that on that bed a few days ago, an old man in his sixties died of a sudden myocardial infarction in bed, and today is his first seventh.

Hearing the news, he really scared Zhang Heming to pee, and when he really urinated, he urinated on the hospital bed.

What Zhang Heming saw was really not a person, but an old ghost! For two days in a row, Zhang Heming still had a high fever, talking nonsense every day, the whole person lost weight, and the two black circles under his eyes were as heavy as pandas.

"What to do? This kid has such a high fever that doesn't go away, what should I do this time? Father said worriedly.

"Could it be, it's really our child who provoked something unclean, will he say what he said about Xiao Dong?"

"Xiao Dong has been dead for a long time, don't talk nonsense!" His dad said incredulously.

At this moment, Zhang Heming, who was in the hospital bed next to him, began to talk nonsense again.

"Mom and Dad, save me, Xiao Dong is going to pick me up at night, don't let him take me away!"

Zhang Heming hugged his father more and more frightened, and his father kept soothing Zhang Heming's emotions.

At this time. The door opened.

Zhang Heming's aunt came to visit Zhang Heming, and his parents told Zhang Heming's aunt about Zhang Heming.

His aunt looked at Zhang Heming who was lying on the bed, and then pulled his parents to the door and said, "Child, father, your child has encountered something unclean, this disease is not seen by the hospital, you have to go to the goddess to see what you have rushed." ”

"Okay, I'll go find someone to take a look."

At the suggestion of his aunt, his mother and Zhang Heming's aunt took his birthday and went to find a goddess.

Help Zhang Heming see what happened to him? It doesn't matter, the goddess said that his soul was scared away, and he had to "frighten up" for me, otherwise Zhang Heming's soul would float away outside, and he might become a fool or dementia in the future.

The goddess prepared the things and began to help Zhang Heming summon the soul, first of all, write the eight characters of the lost soul on the red paper, then fold it, put it under the incense burner, burn incense and light candles, and respectfully ask the gods to open the way to the yin door for themselves.

Then fill a bowl with rice, insert a spiritist stick on top of the rice, recite a mantra, and stand the egg on the spiriting stick until the spirit returns, and the egg will stand firmly on the top of the spirit.

Then sprinkle the rice in the bowl on the eggs one by one, until finally there are three grains of rice left on the eggs, which means that the soul has returned to its place, and let the soulless person take the rice grains on the spot, and then cook the remaining rice and eggs together!

"Take this egg home and cook it for your child, give him a soul and come back."

When he left, he wrapped a red envelope of 200 yuan for the goddess, and when he returned home, he boiled the egg for Zhang Heming.

Subsequently, Zhang Heming ate the egg and got sick and no longer had a high fever.

However, this matter did not end like this at all, it was just the beginning.

Zhang Heming's parents took him to prepare to go home, they came out of the hospital, his parents said that they wanted to buy some daily necessities to go home, Zhang Heming was waiting for his parents at the door of the supermarket.

After buying their groceries, they took a taxi home, and when they arrived at the station, they bumped into an old man.

The old man wore a shabby tunic, with a yellow face and a thin beard on his chin.

Just like a poor man, when this old man saw Zhang Heming, his eyes popped up, and he saw him like an alien. Then he walked over to him.

"Is this your child?"

"Yes, it's our child, what's wrong uncle?"

The old man kept looking at Zhang Heming, he didn't feel good, he frowned when he looked at it, as if he was looking at something.

"You kid provoked unclean, little devil! The imp will come and take your son away tonight. ”

His parents didn't say that the old man spoke badly, but they were scared. "Uncle, is what you said true or false?"

"Really, your son is the culprit of Tai Sui this year, and there is a fatal robbery. The little ghost that your son provoked was your son's classmate, and he was unwilling to die so he turned into a little ghost after death, and your son had this fate. ”

said that his parents were scared, and Zhang Heming was also scared, what this old man said was not wrong at all.

"Uncle, you can see it, can you save my son."

Zhang Heming's parents almost didn't kneel for him. "I saw it, I won't stand idly by, it's fate that we can meet."

As he spoke, he took out a triangular talisman from his shirt and handed it to his mother.

"This talisman should be worn by your son, and it should not be wet and never leave it. It can save your child's soul from being snatched away. ”

"In the evening, I will go home with you and collect the little ghost."

His parents thanked him for their kindness, and went to their house with the old man.

When he returned home, his parents prepared food for the old man, and after dinner, charms were placed around his house.

"Don't come out at night, don't come out when you hear anything."

"You sleep under your bed at night. Don't open your eyes until dawn, don't answer whoever tells you to, don't open your eyes, even if your parents tell you. Lao Dao said seriously to Zhang Heming.

"I see."

The night is slowly coming, the summer night is unusually hot, the old Taoist is outside the altar to catch ghosts, holding a magic weapon, wearing a shabby yellowed cyan robe.

Zhang Heming remained motionless under the bed, for fear of being taken away by Xiao Dong. In the middle of the night, as soon as the hour arrived, a gust of wind blew outside.

"Whew-Whew-Whew"

A faint and heavy cold voice sounded in the quiet of the night.

"Crane Song, let's go......"

Xiao Dong's voice kept coming. Zhang Heming's hair stood on end, his whole body began to sweat, and goosebumps covered his body.

As soon as Lao Dao looked at it, he felt that his eyes lit up, and he saw a little child holding a hemp rope, lying on his window and calling Zhang Heming's name.

The hemp rope in his hand is used to hook the soul, and he is sure to pull Zhang Heming's soul away, and when the three souls and seven spirits are gone, Zhang Heming will be a dead man.

"Bold little ghost, you are asking for people's souls here, and today our master told you to scatter your soul." The old man shouted.

After that, Lao Dao picked up the ghost test stick and hit this little ghost, Zhang Heming listened to it in the house in horror, and the sound of fighting came and went, which was exciting. After more than an hour of fighting, I heard a sound outside.

"Taishang Laojun, teach me to kill ghosts, and ...... with me Kill the demons first, then slash the luminous. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law. ”

As soon as the law was issued, the ghost-killing spell was thrown together, and a money sword was inserted into the ghost door of the little ghost, and the little ghost was beaten and scattered.

One night passed like this, and Zhang Heming spent the long night unharmed.

At dawn, the old man subdued the little ghost, and his parents thanked the old man for their kindness, and his parents entertained the old man with good wine and meat.

Lao Dao looked at Zhang Heming and said, "Child, once you pass this calamity, there will be no more difficulties." However, child, your eyes are not ordinary eyes, your eyes are a pair, and the rare "dark pupil eyes" in the world can be seen as ghosts and gods. ”

Lao Dao continued: "However, your eyes will be against your fate. ”

As he spoke, he took off a two-finger-sized jade pendant from his neck and gave it to me, and said to me: "This jade sky is the treasure of my town faction, it can suppress your pair of dark pupils, and you can see ghosts, this thing is given to you, you must carry it with you and not touch the blood of dogs." ”

His parents knelt down for Lao Dao, and kowtowed to Lao Dao with a thousand thanks. Lao Dao rested for a while, then strode outside, took three steps and two steps, and disappeared in front of my house.

It wasn't until later that I learned that this method of the old Tao is a technique of the Daomen, and "shrinking the ground into inches" is a technique that only advanced people can practice.

Endorsement in the book: This old Taoist is Shanxi Longhu Mountain, the heavenly master of the Zhengyi faction, and the jade Qingzhen of the Zhengyi sect.

Since wearing that jade pendant, Zhang Heming really can't see ghosts, and all supernatural things have been resolved a lot. The spirit card suppressed Zhang Heming's pupils, so that Zhang Heming could not see unclean things......

But. Will this be the end of the matter? No, it can only be said that being together is a small step for Zhang Heming to step into the door......