The wind whined in his ears, and the village was as quiet as a painting in the middle of the night, and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance was quickly swallowed up by the silence.

The sound of our hurried footsteps echoed through the alleys, like several people running.

When we came to my grandmother's house in Hexi, we looked up and saw that the window was dark. The houses in the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are blue bricks and tiles, white greasy walls, doors and windows are all wooden, and they are basically two-story small buildings, with patios, and the living rooms are generally on the second floor.

Grandma Fang was the only one in the Fang family, and she had already gone to bed early.

We stood at the gate, which looked like a black mouth in the night, as if it would swallow up all who entered it, and it made people panic to watch.

Master took out a porcelain bottle from the bag and opened it to see that it contained a crystal clear liquid, which emitted a faint blue-white light in the night, like fluorescence, which was very beautiful.

I wondered what Master was going to do, but I was even more curious about how Master had put such a bottle into a bag that was about the size of a bottle.

Master dipped his finger in a little and applied it to his eyelids, then applied it to Grandpa as well, and then asked me if I wanted it.

I asked him what it was for.

Master said that this is called ancestral spirit rootless water, which is like cow tears and dew, and you can see ghosts when you apply it to your eyelids!

In such a quiet night, at the mention of ghosts, I was timid, and I shrank my neck vigorously and said no.

The master said in a gloomy tone: "You can't see it, and you don't even know if you're being targeted by a ghost for a while!" I can't escape if I want to! ”

Damn! Am I running out of options? Looks like I'm going to have to go through the visual baptism again today? Isn't it good to be out of sight?

I was so frightened that I grabbed it, grabbed a finger and applied it to my eyelids, and the master complained in distress: "Loser, save it!" You're robbing too! ”

I didn't feel anything special after applying it, I blinked my eyes, my vision didn't change at all, my eyelids were still cold, and it was weirdly cold in winter.

It's not that you can see ghosts, why can't you see anything?

I really can't see anything!

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and even the house under the starlight just now was gone!

Am I blind?

I was immediately frightened and said with tears in my voice, "Master! It's over, I'm blind! ”

Before I could finish speaking, Master slapped the back of the head, and I turned my head sharply to see Master's face staring at a fool.

I looked embarrassed, but I found that Master and Grandpa were both covered with a thin mist, pale gold, and the two of them recited a different incantation at the same time, and the mist gradually dissipated.

I pointed at them and were speechless, not knowing where to start, but Master said that this was the effect of applying the Ancestral Spirit Rootless Water, but he didn't tell me what the mist was.

It was only later that I learned that it was the Yuan Nian or Qi Transformation, and only those who had reached a certain level of cultivation would be formed.

I turned around, but found that my eyes were still shrouded in darkness that could not be penetrated by starlight, it stands to reason that we were standing at the door of Grandma Fang's house just now, and it should be Grandma Fang's house in front of me, why is it gone?

I hurriedly asked Master what was going on.

Master said, "Because you have applied rootless water, you can see things that ordinary people can't see, so now this house is shrouded in a black fog in front of your eyes, and this black fog is resentment!" ”

I was shocked, and Master told me that the so-called resentment is the resentment in the heart that is formed after a person dies in vain, and it will always accompany the soul, and as the yin wind washes away, the ghost deteriorates, and the resentment will become stronger and stronger. I heard that the resentment is so strong that it can be turned into substance, and even ordinary people can see it. And generally behind such grievances, there are often evil ghosts, powerful ghosts and even ghost kings, if there is no Taoist master, it is better not to provoke.

Then the Master said to me let's go, go in and have a look, and then I raised my legs and walked forward.

I was so frightened that I grabbed Master and asked if the black mist was poisonous.

The master smiled and said that resentment is a kind of thing similar to the Qi field, which is formless and tasteless, and as long as the spiritual platform is kept clear, it will not be affected, but if it is thick enough to a certain extent, if you inhale too much, you will hallucinate, but what we are in front of us has not yet reached this point.

With that, he took my hand and entered the black mist.

As soon as we entered the black fog, our vision suddenly became clear, although it was still hazy, but it was already visible.

The master found the keyhole of the side door, found a rusty wire out of nowhere, warped it twice, clicked, and the lock opened. The gate of the old house in the village is divided into the main gate and two side doors, the main gate is tied from the inside with a latch, and it cannot be opened at all from the outside, only the side door is locked.

I exclaimed, the lock of Grandma Fang's house is a new lock, it has been changed for less than a year, and it was pried open by the master twice, the level of this unlocking is almost better than that of eighty percent of thieves, and it is easy to open the door and enter the house! Could it be that this is also the means of the teacher? If I learned, I wouldn't be afraid of being locked up in a small black room in the future!

As if he knew what I was thinking, Master whispered, "Don't expect me to teach you this!" I am also self-taught, and I don't teach anything. ”

Grandpa Gan snorted and said, "Your master used to like to do this kind of petty theft and trespassing on private houses!" Practiced. ”

The master scolded in a low voice: "Stinky Taoist, don't belittle my tall image in front of my apprentices, okay!" ”

I also laughed secretly, knowing that my godfather was not ridiculing the master, and I felt that the relationship between the master and the godfather was full of affection, one was an angry tiger, the other was a smiling Buddha, and occasionally teased each other, but it had a different taste.

We crept into the house, the light in the room was not transparent, and it was dark and rumbling at night, but after I applied the ancestral spirit rootless water, I could vaguely see one or two.

The hall is nothing special, there is a portrait of the God of Wealth, and there is a shrine underneath, just like ordinary people.

We entered the stove hall, there was a red light dangling under my nose, I raised my hand and touched it, and it was instantly burned, so painful that I grinned and almost cried out -! It's a stick of incense!

Looking up along the incense burner, I took a sharp breath of cold air, and I saw a posthumous image! Blank portrait! In the darkness, it was white and eerie, as if a face would suddenly appear inside.

Who will hang the ordinary blank portrait on the wall! It's too late to seal, and you still worship with sandalwood! When these two things came together, a strange atmosphere was instantly rendered, and an inexplicable chill instantly climbed up my back, and I only felt my scalp tingle.

And on the table of the eight immortals where the incense burner is placed, there is also a bowl of water, which is placed in the center of the table, and there is a willow leaf floating on the water, I don't know what to do, but it is not like the usual drinking water, from my side, there is still a layer of thick ink on the water surface, we are already in the grievance, everything we see is seen through a layer of grievance, and the light one does not see the difference, it seems that the grievance in the bowl is more intense.

The master hissed and said, "Offering incense to the blank statue?" This is the practice of raising ghosts. A bowl of water is placed in front of the incense burner, which is a means of gathering souls. Is this an attempt to raise ghosts with attracted spirits? What is the old lady doing there? ”

Grandpa Gan continued: "I showed the old lady before, not like a person with Taoism, I guess she didn't do it, or someone instructed her to do it. Raising ghosts with ghosts, condensing yin and evil resentment, cause and effect, and finally cultivating a ghost must be a guy who is extremely resentful, no matter what this ghost is used for, it is definitely not a good deed. ”

After that, Grandpa Gan tapped the orchid finger, his eyes closed slightly, and he muttered vaguely in his mouth, and then his eyes opened suddenly, pointed to the bowl of clear water and said, "Feng Yuan's life soul is inside!" ”

I was startled, and hurriedly asked them to find a way to save Feng Yuan's soul.

Grandpa Gan said: "The Willow Leaf Water Gathering Soul Array is a unique method of the Zhengyi Sect, and it is available in all sects, so I can't be sure which sect it comes from. It is to use the bowl as the container, the water as the channeling medium, and the willow leaf as the lock, trapping the ghost in it, the requirements are very high, once the bowl is broken or the water is sprinkled, the trapped ghosts inside will disappear, and if you want to release the ghosts inside, you can only use a special method to take the willow leaves. ”

The master was impatient, and whispered: "What are you doing with so many words, Lao Wu, aren't you from the Southern Sect of Zhengyi Sect, isn't this just in your arms, hurry up!" ”

I heard the master mention that my godfather Wu Ziming is one of the true people in charge of one of the orthodox Taoist Zhengyi sects, with a lofty status, and the Taoist temple falls on Putuo Mountain, and he is a famous figure, and he is very powerful. At that time, his eyes lit up, and his heart was longing, and he asked the master what his name was. At that time, I didn't know how the word "mountain man" was so deafening in the hearts of the older people in the circle.

Since the other party has an axe, the godfather naturally came easily, but the godfather did not move, and said: "There are still people living in this house, if the ghosts inside are released, I am afraid that people will die, so we have to wait for this matter to be resolved, and then solve the formation." ”

The master rolled his eyes and complained about his grandfather's ink.

We then went to the inner hall and prepared to go upstairs to have a look.

I saw a lot of toys for children to play with under the stairs, including bells, rag dolls, building blocks, etc., which had accumulated a layer of dust, and I don't know how long they had been placed, these were all toys that Fang Xuan had played with.

Master and Godgrandpa both let out a soft sigh, and I don't know what they were sighing.

Maybe sigh that Grandma Fang and Fang Xuan's ancestors and grandchildren have a deep relationship and parting, maybe they sigh that the Si people have passed away and the lovesickness is unbearable, or maybe they sigh that the world is changeable and fate is out of people's hands. There are too many emotions in this sigh.

Although the death of the child makes the parents feel unbearable, they often want to leave something to see and think about people, in order to comfort the lovesickness, but it is generally the clothes that the child has not worn, and toys such as children play with favorite things before their death, which may make the deceased child stay in love, unwilling to die.

The cycle of life and death is the only way to go, if the child's soul is reluctant to give up, refuses to leave, and is washed by the yin wind for a long time, the deeper the obsession, the easier it is to step into the wrong way, entangle the family, and bring bad luck.

Seeing such a scene, we couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in our hearts, maybe Fang Xuan had really turned into a lonely ghost!

We carefully stepped on the stairs, the wooden staircase was in disrepair, the gusset was loose, and the moment it carried the weight of the human body, there was a series of squeaky sounds, sharp and piercing, which scared me into a cold sweat.

Just as we stepped up the stairs, a string of silver bells suddenly sounded upstairs.

Jingle Bell ...... Jingle Bell ......