The brazier burned vigorously, but the bronze lamp never lit. Zhang Qiyun said that he still had a way, and in my opinion, he was just comforting me.

I am still lying in the coffin, a normal person will not lie in the coffin, and this boxy coffin is also everyone's final destination.

Everyone will die, it's just a matter of time. I was lying in the coffin, my whole body cold, and my coughing became more and more intense.

Since vomiting blood the night before, it was like a start, and every time I coughed violently, blood would spurt out. Today is the third time.

Otherwise, my mother knew, so I tried to hide it every time. But in the third time, it was still discovered.

My mother was so frightened that her face turned pale and she could barely stand on her feet, and she called her father and Zhang Qiyun in a panic and asked me to tell them about the situation.

I briefly talked about the situation very calmly, and Zhang Qiyun prescribed a prescription for my mother to boil Chinese medicine for me to drink. I lay in the coffin and fell asleep.

In the dream, I saw the young man in blue and gray clothes again, with a birthmark on his forehead with blood-red nail eyes, and scars all over his body.

He stood in the dark, kept calling my name, and then beckoned to me to take me somewhere. He looked and looked the same as when I saw him at the door the night before.

I was very scared, and I ran desperately, trying to get rid of him, or avoid him. But, wherever I ran, he followed me.

His face was expressionless, not hideous, but it seemed to me terrifying.

I ran desperately, ran desperately, and I couldn't get rid of him anywhere...... I woke up from a nightmare, sweating profusely and almost collapsed.

I looked around weakly, the light around me had dimmed, I grabbed the edge of the coffin with my hand and struggled to sit up, but I didn't feel the slightest strength in my whole body, I tried three times before I could barely sit up.

I think I'm going to die, I don't have the slightest strength in my body. I looked around and saw that everything around me had changed.

The house was lit with candles, but even so, it was still very dark, and the place was more like an unfamiliar environment. I looked at it for a full minute before I realized that this was my grandmother's mourning hall, but it was all covered with black cloth.

Not far away, there is a table, on which are placed incense burners, yellow paper, copper coins and swords and other objects, at this moment, my father is helping Zhang Qiyun hang a white, paper flag, on which is written the word "soul".

Except for Zhang Qiyun and his father, there was no one else in the house.

After hanging the white flag, my father placed the chair next to Peng, put a basin of water on the chair, and then put a black cloth on it.

Zhang Qiyun saw me sit up, took something out of a cloth bag and handed it to my father. My father took it, walked up to me and handed it to me. It's three copper coins.

"Wait a minute, we'll all have to hold the copper coins in our mouths!" My father said to me. Then he explained: "Mr. Zhang, you want to summon spirits here, and you want to invite your grandmother's soul back to ask what happened!" ”

I felt the difference, and whispered to my father, "Can I talk to my grandmother?" ”

"No, you can't!" My father didn't answer, and Zhang Qiyun, who was walking over to us, replied, "If you have a copper coin in your mouth, you just can't let you speak!" ”

Zhang Qiyun pointed the brush on my forehead as he spoke, "In your current situation, the yang energy is too weak, and it is easy for the yin soul to take it away!" ”

"Grandma won't hurt me!" I quickly spoke.

Zhang Qiyun nodded, "Yin and Yang are different, she doesn't want to harm you, but she actually harms you!" ”

I want to ask, do I have only half a life left in my current state? But when the words came to his lips, he still held back.

My father was standing next to me, and he would be sad to hear it.

I put the cold copper coin in my mouth and watched Zhang Qiyun walk back to the table. He hung a small bell under the white flag. Then slap your hand on the table.

The copper coin sword placed on the table seemed to fly suddenly, Zhang Qiyun caught it, turned over and danced the sword while grabbing a handful of fragrant noodles on the table.

There were three sticks of incense in the incense burner on the table, and a handful of incense noodles in Zhang Qiyun's hand were sprinkled out, and a stick of incense from the incense burner suddenly flashed, and then burned.

The light flickered on and off, and as the smoke rose, the light became dimmer and dimmer.

I looked at Zhang Qiyun's approach carefully, observing the surroundings from time to time, and secretly thought, "Did grandma's soul come in?" Or fly in? Perhaps, after I die, Zhang Qiyun can also call me out to meet my father like this! ”

In front of Zhang Qiyun's table was a wooden chair, and at this time the wooden chair was covered with a black cloth, and under the black cloth was a basin of water.

The copper coin in my mouth made me drool and feel very uncomfortable.

I looked at it and felt that the surroundings were a little hazy, as if on a foggy day, the surroundings began to blur, Zhang Qiyun held the copper coin in his hand, waving it from time to time.

Looking at it, I felt that there was an extra shadow in the smoke, and a vague shadow stood beside Zhang Qiyun.

"Grandma? Is it grandma? "I became agitated, and if it weren't for the copper coins in my mouth, I would have opened my mouth to shout.

However, at this time, I heard Zhang Qiyun let out an angry roar:

"How dare you mess into my dojo? Believe it or not, I've beaten you to ashes! ”

Zhang Qiyun's voice was surprisingly loud, as if it was a thunderclap, which shook my eardrums.

With this roar, in the haze, it seemed to be a little clearer. If you look closely, there is no one left.

The light around me was still dim, and suddenly, I noticed that the candles in the northwest corner had gone out twice, followed by a cold wind. In an instant, most of the candles were extinguished.

The light became so faint that it was barely visible.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The small bell hanging on the white flag made a crisp sound. At the same time, a white flag with the word soul written on it was suddenly erected.

I felt something wasn't quite right around me, there was a very cold air current, moving around.

It's a very strange feeling, and it can only be felt, like a gust of wind, like a snake swimming. At first, it roamed around the house, and then it felt like it sensed my presence, and it swam around me like a snake.

"Grandma? Is that you? Are you back? I asked in my mind, but I couldn't ask.

Suddenly, I felt like the air was no longer flowing, it was right in front of me, and it was getting closer and closer to me.

The cold air currents almost hit my face.

"This way!" Suddenly, a voice came, and then I saw a brush pointed at me.

The voice is Zhang Qiyun's, and the brush is also ordered by him. But instead of hitting me, the brush stopped in front of my forehead, and when I stopped, I began to retreat again, and then came to the chair.

Zhang Qiyun let go of his hand, and the brush hung in mid-air.

White smoke began to rise from under the chair, and then the black cloth on top of the white smoke rose. The black cloth stood up like a figure.

I looked closely, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt like grandma. I grabbed my hand at the edge of the coffin and tried to get out. My father grabbed my hand and shook his head at me.

My eyes were hot and tears welled up in my eyes.

"If you want to keep your family's bloodline, tell me honestly!" Zhang Qiyun said to the piece of black cloth.

The black cloth moved, I didn't hear my grandmother speak, but I saw Zhang Qiyun nodding uncontrollably, and then he asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

From beginning to end, I heard Zhang Qiyun talking to himself, but Zhang Qiyun tilted his ears and seemed to be listening carefully.

Suddenly, he nodded, his face changed, and said, "That's not necessary!" I'll do my best to save Changshan! ”

After speaking, he glared and shouted: "Save him, or harm him, I have my own measure!" You don't belong here anymore, please leave! ”

After Zhang Qiyun finished speaking, he slapped the copper coin sword on the table, and I saw that the black cloth floating up seemed to suddenly lose its vitality and fell on the chair.