As soon as I saw the figure, I pushed Joyce and said to her, "You have better eyes than I do, look at the right side of the ancient tree, is there a person standing there?" ”

She came to her senses, glanced over there, and wondered, "No one, Ninth Master, are you dazzled?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I only felt a chill all over my body, and when I looked up, Made, isn't it, there is obviously a figure standing there, how could it be gone.

So, I nudged Joyce again and said, "Take a closer look!" ”

"Nope!" She glanced at me suspiciously, her tone was a little dissatisfied, and she said, "Ninth Master, this is a cemetery, can you not make trouble?" ”

"That's it!" That Wen Xue came over and muttered, "At night, when you see someone in the cemetery, you should tell ghost stories!" ”

As she spoke, Wen Xue pulled Joyce and walked forward, muttering as she walked, "Chen Jiu is too vulgar, what an old ghost story, it's scary to use this thing." ”

Listening to their words, I was really drunk, there was obviously a figure there just now, how could it suddenly disappear, I dare to swear that everything just now was definitely a real existence.

Thinking about it, I looked at the ancient tree again, this time, I was stunned, I only felt a layer of goosebumps on my body, and a cool air rushed to my head and went straight to my feet, that... The figure actually reappeared, dressed in a black suit with many holes in it, a black woolen hat, and a pair of black cotton shoes underneath.

When I saw this dress, my first thought was the clothes that Ewha Mei was carrying. Made, hell alive, according to Pear Blossom Girl, those clothes were worn by Old Man Fu when he was alive, and now the figure next to the ancient tree is wearing this dress.

Damn, I'm scolding, I'm not the hell, right?

I rubbed my eyes vigorously, and Dingqing looked, yes, that figure really existed.

"Joyce!" I screamed, "Look! ”

Joyce, as if she had heard something wrong with my voice, immediately looked over to the old tree, but shook her head as before, and said, "Nothing! ”

I'm going crazy, how could it be, the figure was obviously there, and when I looked up, the figure was gone.

At this moment, I was a little panicked, and I couldn't help but run over quickly, and I saw that the ancient tree was empty. What puzzled me was that there was a shallow scratch on the pole of this ancient tree, as if it had been scratched alive by someone, and it looked like it had been made by some wild beast.

After three circles around the ancient tree, there was no strange phenomenon, but the feeling that had been lingering in my mind before, which made me wonder very much, was it really dazzling before?

No, my gut tells me that it must not have been dazzling before, and there must have been a figure here.

I was observing the old tree here, and the pear blossom girl over there took out her clothes, propped them up with a few branches, and made the appearance of a dummy, and then dropped the black woolen hat on the tree with a red rope, so that the hat and the dummy were kept at a point, at first glance, a bit like a person falling on the tree.

Seeing this, I asked Pear Blossom Girl, "What are you doing here?" How do you hang a hat? Just use a branch to support it. ”

She smiled bitterly and explained: "Old Man Fu hanged himself before his death, and according to the custom on our side, the hat must be hung from a tree, only in this way can the soul of the deceased be summoned. ”

I kind of understood what she meant, she was recreating the scene of suicide back then, so as to resonate with the deceased.

To be honest, I disagree with this custom, one is that this custom is a little ominous, and the other is that since it is to burn clothes to the deceased, there is no need to burn them in this way, and this method is somewhat cruel to the deceased.

Of course, this is just my personal thoughts. However, in the face of customs, personal ideas are really useless.

Soon, the pear blossom girl knelt next to the ancient tree, took out some yellow paper and fragrance, put it next to the dummy, kowtowed to the dummy three more times, and said some Bunu in her mouth.

When she finished, she gave us a look, meaning to make us do it.

The three of us made three gestures at the dummy according to her, and I don't know what was going on, but when I was doing it, I always felt that there were a pair of eyes behind me staring at me, and when I turned my head to see that there was nothing.

This feeling is very weird, so I was absent-minded when I was doing it, until Pear Blossom called me out, and I didn't come back to my senses.

"Chen Jiu, what are you doing in a daze!" The pear blossom girl called out to me and said, "Didn't you say that you were the coffin bearer?" Hurry up and say some words! ”

I hummed, and I was not polite, I immediately shook my clothes, stared at the dummy with my eyes, and said: "Heaven and Earth Anzhen, Tell Wan Ling, Yue Zhen Palace, Land Spirit, Left Society and Right Ji, Don't be alarmed, return to the right path, clarify inside and outside, each is safe, there is a spirit in death, there is a placket in life, one burns to tell the sky, the second burns to tell the soul, the third burns to tell the sun, Yun Henry Zhen, the soul of the dead returns quickly." ”

I can read this passage not as a word for burning clothes, but as a mantra for the burial, and then a collection of some words from Yin Qi, with the purpose of attracting the soul of the deceased.

Of course, these are just words, not that ghosts can be found, after all, this soul is the work of Taoist priests, and we coffin bearers don't have that ability.

When she finished reading, the pear blossom girl asked me to use a lighter, lit a pair of candles, put one of the candles at the dummy's feet, and muttered a piece of Bounu in her mouth.

I couldn't understand what she was reading, but I could guess that she was praying, just like we usually muttered a few words when we burned yellow paper, and basically said something like keeping the family safe.

Soon, the pear blossom girl stopped muttering and lit another candle towards the leg of the dummy's pants.

In an instant, the pants immediately burst into flames, bursting out with a strange smell that wafted through the air.

The four of us watched in silence as our clothes began to burn, and neither of us spoke.

About halfway through the burn, the pear blossom girl frowned, turned her head to look at me, and asked me, "Chen Jiu, is the word you read useful?" ”

I thought about it for a while, this question is not easy to answer, I am not a Taoist priest, just a coffin bearer, all I can do is to do it according to some customs, whether it is useful or not, I really don't know. After all, I live in the yang world, and I can't go down to the underworld, so go and ask Old Man Fu in person!

So, I shook my head and said I don't know.

The pear blossom girl said lightly, didn't speak again, her eyes stared directly at the dummy, Joyce and Wen Xue on the side also stared at the dummy, I glanced at the pear blossom girl, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart, and I could only pray that the burning clothes were useful.