What's going on?

I was at a loss, but judging from the look of Master Mao and Master Shang, the shoes just now were not worn.

Master Mao, who was still stern just now, suddenly turned his head and smiled, a little proud, I couldn't figure it out, which pot of medicine was this selling? And this time, even Master Shang looked at Master Mao in confusion.

"Let's go on, I'll send you down to the underworld for you to see and feel", Master Mao finished pulling out the red thread from the wooden stick and knotting it and handed it to me.

"Xiao Shuai, tie this red rope to your left thumb"

I really want to know the story of the shoes, why they weren't for people, but I also want to go to the underworld as soon as possible, to see if I can find my grandmother, and I'll ask about the shoes later. So he sat down and bolted the red rope according to what Master Mao said, and Master Mao inserted the wooden stick into the ground hard, and the round wooden stick was inserted into the ground.

The house is a bungalow built by ordinary villagers themselves, and the ground is also tamped with sanhe soil, but the big iron nail with the tip of the wooden stick is firmly inserted into the ground, which shows the great strength of Master Mao's insertion.

Master Mao took out the soul board that was said to open the gate of the underworld to the yang world and a kitchen knife and placed them on the wooden bench in front of Master Shang.

"Xiaoshuai, there is a straw mat behind the door, you can spread it in front of the incense burner"

The door of the house was open, and there was a burning incense candle at the door, so I gently opened the door and took out the straw mat behind the door and spread it on the ground, probably because Master Mao was going to sit on it and meditate. Just thinking of this, Master Mao said behind him, "You go to sleep".

I didn't understand what Master Mao meant, so I turned my head to look at Master Mao.

Master Mao looked at me and said again, "Sleep on the mat."

Oh, the more I thought about it, the more strange it became, what was I doing sleeping on the mat, and then Master Mao pulled the light cord again and turned off the incandescent lamp, the only electrical appliance in the room.

The whole room was lit by the light of two red candles, and the atmosphere was a little weird under such light, and even the expressions on the faces of Master Mao and Master Shang were reflected mysteriously and spiritually by the candle flame. When I looked at the deep darkness of the back room, I suddenly began to be a little scared again.

Seeing this, Master Mao taught me a mantra, I tried to recite it, and the darkness in my heart disappeared at once, and I named this mantra not afraid mantra.

It turns out that Master Mao and Master Monk have spells, and I thought they were born not to be afraid. I slept on the mat by myself, thinking wildly.

As soon as I fell asleep, Master Mao called me up, "Get up, get up again"

What the? I was a little unhappy, so you let me go to sleep, and now you wake me up.

Master Mao told me at this time, "I can take you to the underworld with this mat, let you sleep and get up again, I let you go and come back, not if you sleep, you won't get up."

Oh, now I'm happy again, it didn't mean that I should go to sleep and get up again to exercise my abs.

"Get up and go around and go back to sleep."

I immediately followed Master Mao's instructions, spun around, and slept on the straw mat.

After I fell asleep, Master Mao took out a few pieces of rune paper and recited a few incantations to the candle flame, and then took out a cloth belt and handed it to me together with the rune paper, "The rune paper is blindfolded, and then tied tightly with a strip of cloth to don't let the rune paper fall off"

"Are the eyes open or closed?"

"Closed"

"Okay", I put the runes across my face to cover my eyes, and tied them up with the strips of cloth, and it was dark in front of me, and I couldn't see anything.

"Xiaoshuai, you move to the end of the straw mat now, wrap the mat and roll over,"

"Do you wrap yourself in a mat," I asked.

"Well, that's right".

I rolled around the mat a few times, and then rolled to Master Mao's feet. Master Mao even said, "Okay, okay, now you sleep"

Tell me to sleep? It's not that you fall asleep, and it's impossible to fall asleep in this case. It was pitch black in front of me, and it was uncomfortable to have a red rope on my toes. Wrapped in the straw mat again, I don't know if it's psychological or real, I feel that the straw mat has a smell.

Master Mao sang in his ear that he didn't know what it was, and finally heard a louder "open the way". After that, the sound of dangdang dang rang out. This voice is very rhythmic, I thought about it, it should be Master Shang who knocked the soul board with a knife.

Right.

It's the sound of hitting the soul board with the back of a knife, and you can't hear any other sounds at all, only a very rhythmic dangdang sound.

"Dangdangdang, dangdangdang......" echoed in the room, echoed in my ears, and echoed in my head.

After a while, the soul board always kept this rhythm, which reminded me of the sound of the Kui Niu drum in the story told by Master Shang, I don't know why it was so associated, I just felt that the sound of the soul board was very ethereal.

Dangdangdangdang......,

Dangdangdang......

Strange, Master Mao and Master Shang didn't chant mantras or do anything else, they kept this rhythm and knocked on the soul board, and the unchanging sound seemed to have magic power, so that I felt that the soul was going to come out several times, groggy and muddy.

Suddenly, there was a "jingle bell" ringing, and I suddenly felt that the world was spinning, who grabbed the side of the straw mat and pulled it up hard, and I was pulled to the side and rolled to the side.

It's strange that the straw mat is so big, but I keep rolling, and the room is only so big, but I keep rolling, rolling......

The sky was spinning, suddenly empty, it felt like jumping down from a tall building, my heart tightened, and I instinctively opened my eyes, but it was still dark.

The person was still falling, and suddenly a biting cold came, like biting a popsicle in the middle of winter, and it was cold between the teeth.

Cold, biting cold. The cold left my mind confused, confused, and unable to think about things.

It was dark in front of me, where I was standing, where was this, it was still so dark, my hands could move, had I come out of the mat, how was I standing, and unconsciously touched my eyes with my hands.

I touched my eye, and the strip of cloth was gone.

There was a voice in the darkness, and I pricked up my ears in alarm, and the voice in the darkness woke me up.

If you listen carefully, the voice is a sigh! It's a slow sigh, a myriad of sighs that are slow and long!!

The sigh was extremely low, far and near.

It was already dark enough, and countless sighs were heard in the dark, what about Master Mao, what about Master Shang.

I'm in the underworld!!

The environment made me extremely uncomfortable, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything, this feeling frightened me terribly, the sigh seemed to be getting closer and closer to me, I unconsciously bent my knees and waist, my back hunched into a bow, and the extreme fear made me guard my surroundings like a cat.

The sigh was getting closer, some as if it were in my ears, but I couldn't see anything, I was so scared that I wanted to cry, and fear made me want to scream.

The fear of darkness and sighs was not my greatest fear, for I suddenly felt a greater horror, a great horror,-------- I had been here before, I had been here.

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