Peng Qingqing shivered and asked the uncle, did something happen to that house?

The uncle said, "No." When the landlord rents out the house, he will tell people that her daughter has married to another place, and she wants to go to other places to take care of her daughter, but in fact, her daughter is not married at all, so she hangs herself on that bed. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shudder.

What my uncle said next made the hairs stand on end all over my body. The uncle said: "It's too specific, in fact, I don't know too much, I know that the girl because of falling in love, the family doesn't agree or something, I can't think about it, so I strangle my neck with a belt, hanged on the bed, it is said that when I was found later, the person struggled from the bed and hung down to the bed, so he hanged himself on the bed." ”

Peng Qingqing was so frightened that his face turned white.

I secretly pinched myself a few times, forced myself to calm down, thanked my uncle, and then took Peng Qingqing back to 703. King Ling's tomb stood outside the door, and when he saw us coming, he asked us how we were doing. I said how did you know we were going to inquire, and then I told them what we knew.

King Ling's tomb said that it was indeed a hanged female ghost inside.

Normally, the soul of a person who hangs himself at home or in the field will linger in the temple where he died, for example, if he hangs himself in a room, his soul will not be able to leave the house. Its soul gathers at home, the grievance is very great, the people who live in it will have very important hallucinations, will see the scene of hanging, and will sprout the urge to hang, the person who meets is often in a state of wandering, will hang in a daze, the most common is a nightmare, dreaming of hanging, being choked by someone and the like.

For example, if you have an uncomfortable throat, you dream that someone is crying, and you are in a bad mood in the back, it is actually a ghost.

When people are depressed or sad, they will take the opportunity to affect people's emotions, if people's emotions are affected, they will get sick and make mistakes, and if they are serious, they will hang themselves.

Thankfully, Peng Qingqing is fine now and there is no tragedy.

Peng Qingqing asked me, "Third Master Ling, what should you do with this hanged female ghost?" ”

I replied to her: "The ghost of the person who hanged herself is very resentful, and a simple excess cannot be exceeded, because her soul will cling to the place where she hangs and cannot get down, so there is a special ritual for this kind of thing, called "The Golden Knife Breaks the Lock". ”

The so-called golden knife breaking lock is to prepare a straw man and a rope and a pair of scissors at the place where the deceased died. After doing the straw man, scissors and rope, then hang the straw man on the place where he hanged himself, cut the rope with scissors, replace the dead with the straw man, and then do more to the straw man, so that he can really hang the ghost.

I know how to break the lock of the golden knife, but I can't open the altar, so this ritual still has to be presided over by King Ling's tomb.

Peng Qingqing asked me: "After the Fa ceremony, will it have any effect on me, I have lived in this house and slept with ...... Slept in her bed......"

I comforted her, "You've been hurt by evil spirits, so even if you don't live here, you have to do a ritual to ward off evil spirits." But you won't be affected by her, after the hanged ghost is exceeded, this house can continue to live, regulate the feng shui, and let the negative energy of the house be eliminated. - Eh, are you going to live here again? ”

Peng Qingqing put his hands around his face: "Hehe! I don't dare to stop if I die! There have been people who have died here, or they are the same gender as themselves, about the same age, and they are still hanged because of emotional problems, what a sense of substitution. Even if the female hanged ghost is overtaken and can't affect me, but Ling Sanye, you think, in the dead of night, when I was lying alone on the bed where the girl was hanged, the scene of a girl hanging herself would unconsciously appear in my mind, it must be very bloody, right? ”

I was a little scared by what she said.

People have an innate fear of the dead, ghosts, and corpses.

Fear emanating from the deepest part of my heart!

After dealing with Peng Qingqing's matter, I returned to the first hall of the tomb of King Ling and I, Shen Yan sat in the hall, and there were two strange girls, very young, ruddy, and I knew that I was very healthy at a glance. I asked Shen Yan, these two girls don't seem to have any ghost diseases, what are they doing in the first class? Shen Yan said that this is her newly hired staff, one is responsible for online publicity, the other is responsible for copywriting, she wants to record our story and publish it on the Internet, by the way, advertise for the first class, and take on some business.

I have to say that Shen Yan is quite smart.

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On the four hundred and thirteenth day of Lingzheng's departure, the weather was fine and cloudless.

I took a big order with the tomb of King Ling, it took two days and two nights to solve it, and when I returned to the first hall, it was noon, and the sun was the strongest. In the first class of junior high school, the two new girls sat in their own office area and worked in an orderly manner.

Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi came down from the second floor and were discussing something.

Ling Jingzhen and Ling Xiaoman followed behind them, giggling and playing, and the two little fleshy hands held tightly. I smiled at the tomb of King Ling and walked towards the hall. - Well, that's good, everyone, each has their own good parts, and when combined, they become a complete part. When Ling Xiaoman saw King Ling's tomb, he immediately pounced, and I walked over and picked up Ling Jing.

"I heard that there is a spirit third master in the first hall of the first year, who can help people exorcise evil spirits?"

When this voice came in, I was so shocked that my whole body froze in place, and Ling Jingzhen struggled out of my arms and ran back into Shen Yan's arms. Shen Yan didn't pay attention to Ling Jing's sting, but walked out of the door in surprise.

A new girl asked, "What's wrong with you?" Do you know this man who came to ask for help? Listen to the voice of a handsome young man...... Hey...... I'm going to invite him in. ”

Another girl said, "I'm with you." ”

"Okay, okay, let's see if it's like it, haha......"

"Stop!" King Ling's Tomb suddenly said coldly: "Don't go to any of you!" I'll go! ”

Jin Shiyi and Shen Yan grabbed King Ling's tomb left and right: "Let's go." ”

I shook my head, making sure I wasn't confused.

The male voice outside the house sounded again: "Third Master Ling, don't you come out to greet any guests?" ”

I took a few deep breaths, kicked the chair in front of me with one hand, and yelled, "You all stand in place for the old lady, and you can't move for an hour!" This man ...... The old lady will pick it up! ”

The girl muttered: "Third Master Ling rarely greets guests in person, is this guest very special?" Who the hell is he? ”

Jin Shiyi and Shen Yan replied at the same time: "He is the third sister-in-law of Ling. ”

I walked out of the house, and the scene in front of me blurred and blurred like a mist. However, this mist-like scene was illuminated by the sunlight outside the house, turning into a golden streamer.

The man I thought about for a long time, he was standing in this streamer.

Calm and indifferent, quiet and elegant.

In this world, no one can interpret these eight words better.

The slender fingers swept the tears in my eyes, and the world instantly became clear.

The voice is shallow.

"Silly junior high school, what are you crying about?"

It's been half a year since we were separated, what do you say I'm crying for? You're a big fool! Big bastard! I raised my hand to punch him, but he gently pulled him into his arms. In the familiar embrace, bursts of strange fragrance greeted you.

A long, long time ago, I had a strange dream in which my grandmother told me that she was going to use her life's spiritual power and the life of the next life to be punished for Lingzheng in exchange for Lingzheng's free body. The gods of the upper realm spared the punishment of their grandmother, and made their grandmother a god, joined the upper realm, and took charge of the entire Honghu City.

I can't go into the shadows, so I didn't take that dream seriously.

Positive and negative, it's just a dream.

But......

Now it's happening.

Lingzheng is back, he's back! It's true...... It's back.

So grandma...... I hurriedly picked up my phone and called my grandmother...... The phone kept ringing, but no one answered. After calling again, there was still no answer. I kept calling until I ran out of power, and there was still no answer.

On the same day, Lingzheng and I bought plane tickets back to Hubei.

After getting off the plane, I walked into Nanwu Village non-stop. As soon as I walked into the village, I felt the breath of death. This kind of death qi does not need any supernatural power to be sensed, and it is innate with this kind of induction between relatives and relatives. The induction of life, the induction of death.

Pushing open the small courtyard, my grandmother was lying on the wooden table in the courtyard, her eyes closed.

Lingzheng took my hand and walked over slowly.

"Grandma......" I trembled my hands, my grandmother's snort was gone, her heartbeat was gone, and her face was very peaceful, she had just passed away. There was still my grandmother's mobile phone on the wooden table, which was out of battery and automatically turned off.

Lingzheng bent his knees and knelt down: "Grandma." ”

I knelt down and looked at Ling, smiling at each other. He understands me, I understand him, and we understand my grandmother...... Grandma's sacrifice cannot be expressed in words, she can't cry, she can only laugh.

Lingzheng and I kowtowed three times in a row and shook my grandmother's hand.

"Grandma'......"

No matter how much you say, you can't live up to the title: Grandma.

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It was another year of Qingming Festival, and Lingzheng and I took Ling Xiaoman back to Nanwu Village to go to my grandmother's grave. The appearance of Nanwu Village has not changed at all, and the villagers have not changed either, but there is one less person, a person who has sacrificed too much for us.

Grandmother......

That night, our family of three slept on the wooden bed where my grandmother once slept, watching the moonlight outside the window, quiet and reassuring. That night, I dreamed of my grandmother, and I called out to her in the dream, and she smiled kindly and compassionately: "Silly child, what is grandma, what elder in this world can bear to watch his descendants suffer?" On the first day of junior high school, you live every day happily, positive, sunny, optimistic, and cheerful, which is the greatest reward for the people who care about you...... On the first day of junior high school, as long as you firmly believe that you will be happy, then you will definitely be happy, and grandma will bless you in heaven...... The first day of junior high school, Zheng'er, Xiaoman's ......"

In my dream, I burst into tears.

Early the next morning, Ling Xiaoman woke up and excitedly told us that she had a dream last night, "Mom and Dad, I dreamed of grandma, she came down from the sky, and she could fly, and there were many colors of light on her body, which was magical and beautiful......

I turned my head to look at Lingzheng, who was looking at me with a soft gaze.

"Dad also dreamed of grandma, she said that Xiaoman will grow more and more beautiful." Ling Zheng learned Ling Xiaoman's tone, which made Ling Xiaoman giggle.

I took out the Qingming ruler and gave it to Ling Xiaoman: "Well, my mother also dreamed of grandma, she said......"

Two lives in a lifetime, three feet of lovesickness.

In this world, there are so many existences that we don't know, the upper realm, the lower netherworld, and the human world...... No matter where it is, it is inseparable from the word "love". This love word contains too many joys and sorrows, life and death, and I ...... We are lucky.

I hope everyone can have the luck like us.