I told Lingzheng about Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi that I found, and Lingzheng asked me to leave it alone, and he would deal with it. Lingzheng was cold and indifferent on the surface, but he was very concerned about the friends around him, so since Lingzheng agreed, I didn't bother anymore and concentrated on helping my grandmother prepare for Mr. Tang's Dharma three days later,—— breaking the White Tiger Pass.

Three days passed quickly, and Mr. Tang came as promised.

Due to the complexity of the rituals, we invited a few aunts and uncles from several villages to help.

"Tie a thousand knots, untie a thousand knots, untie a thousand knots in the past life and untie the ...... in the present life"

At the beginning of the ceremony, Aunt Wang recited this sentence repeatedly, what we each need to do, we have already prepared in our hearts, Aunt Wang held twenty chopsticks, knocked on a basin, chanted words in her mouth, and shouted the sentence just now, "Tie a thousand knots, untie a thousand knots, and solve a thousand knots in the past life and solve ...... in this life"

Mr. Tang and his wife were already present, and they were kneeling in the middle of the gate at this time, with their hands folded and their eyes looking straight at the chopsticks in Aunt Wang's hand. One by one, the beating is very rhythmic. Because of this feeling, Mr. Tang's wife couldn't help but nod her head gently along with the beat, echoing it, like listening to a drum concert.

She can't square dance too much, right?

Although according to my grandmother's words, it is a great disrespect for the gods for her to nod her head and beat the beat, but the highly educated mind is not too much at the moment, and I think it is also very rare. When Mr. Tang saw me and Lingzheng, he just greeted me with his eyes, and then continued to kneel, watching Aunt Wang's movements with a reverent face.

Grandma walked out of the back room, dressed in a red and black robe and a lotus crown on her head. The two long strips of cloth left next to her ears were gently swaying with her footsteps. He also held a copper sword with nine holes in it, and copper bells hung from the holes.

This sword is commonly used by my grandmother when she does things, and almost every person who walks in the hall will have one of these swords.

Last time, I saw Zhao Tianming using such a similar sword in the Yu family.

Grandma burned the Yin book in advance, and invited the old fairy family in the hall to help, she held the copper sword in her hand, and stepped directly onto the table that had been set up before, and kicked to the top in two steps, the hand holding the sword kept shaking, and the copper bell made a dull sound. I saw that Mr. Tang and his wife immediately opened their mouths wide, guessing that they must be thinking that grandma is seventy or eighty years old, how can they still be "profitable"?

I'm not surprised.

Every year, my grandmother will do many such rituals, and even if my grandmother is over 70 years old this year, she can still go to the top of the table in one step. This is not because my grandmother has practiced any kung fu, but because my grandmother's knack has been opened and she has the help of the old immortal family. I'm sure you've heard a lot of folk sayings like this, some people can walk barefoot on the edge of a knife or a charcoal fire. Some of them are practicing exercises such as qigong, and some are yin masters.

I turned my head to look at Lingzheng. He still looked like he wasn't worried when the sky fell, and he smiled lightly.

Lingzheng knew that I was looking at him, and he ignored me, so I smiled to myself, withdrew my gaze, and secretly wondered in my heart that I would "clean up" him at night.

At this time, Mr. Tang and his wife had already knelt in a different direction, with their backs to the door, and looked up at their grandmother, and the bronze sword in their grandmother's hand reached the eyebrows of Mr. Tang's wife. She trembled slightly, and glanced at Mr. Tang vigorously, as if she was afraid that this strangely dressed lady would not be able to hold the sword steadily, and her face would be broken.

I laughed a few times, the blade of this bronze sword was actually not sharp at all, and there were many small chips on it, which were caused by many hits with hard objects. What has been inherited for hundreds of years, how can it still be like the sword of the first edge? It's just a gimmick, and it scares her.

"Would you like to leave?" Grandma spoke, and it was her voice, but it was not her usual intonation and sentence structure.

Grandma's words, everyone was silent for a while. Mr. Tang's wife was still being compared to the tip of the sword, and she didn't dare to turn her head, so she swept her eyes left and right, and couldn't figure out who her grandmother was asking in this old sentence.

"Woo ......"

With a crisp sound, my grandmother slashed the bronze sword on a porcelain bowl that had been prepared for a long time.

Rao had such a powerful impact, but the bowl didn't move.

Suddenly, I saw a white thread of light wrapped around Mr. Tang's wife's stomach. Vague, looming. What's going on? I haven't had it just now, am I dazzled? I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and found that the white light was not only still there, but also slowly stretched into the stomach of Mr. Tang's wife.

This is the baby soul in the belly of the female corpse three days ago, right?

It's so cute.

must have known that we were breaking Mr. Tang's White Tiger Pass, and Mr. Tang's wife was about to become pregnant, so he hurriedly "lived" in and waited.

Here, to explain a little, there are many people who think that the child is conceived first, and then the child is born, but in fact, this is not the case, the pregnancy is only the child's body, and the child's soul has long followed the mother's body - the child has retired in the previous life. That's what my grandmother used to tell me. How many children a woman will have in this life is predestined a long time ago, unless someone changes her life, but the price of changing her life is too great, and generally no one will sacrifice herself for the sake of pilgrims.

At this time, an aunt who came to help brought a bowl of water to my grandmother.

Grandma took a big sip of water, and then sprayed it all out, saying, "What a ghostly ......."

Then there was another muffled sound, and the porcelain bowl was still in place.

At this time, Aunt Wang's voice sounded again: "Tie a thousand knots, untie a thousand knots, untie a thousand knots in the past life and untie ...... in the present life" As she spoke, Aunt Wang's voice became higher and higher, repeating this sentence constantly. Instead of tapping the basin with his hands, he pulled a string of small paper figures cut into the shape of human figures, one by one, from the bamboo poles and threw them into the fire. As soon as the paper figure entered the fire, it was immediately burned to ashes. Aunt Wang lost it quickly and in an orderly manner. I counted at least hundreds.

This figure is for the white tiger to eat.

Generally, the people who commit the White Tiger Pass, whether they raise their heads and bow their heads to the White Tiger, there are several people around them, some are dead children, some are dead their wives or husbands, like Mr. Tang, the White Tiger has eaten his two children, but Mr. Tang They didn't feel it, which is the reason why Mr. Tang's wife is not pregnant. In fact, she had children, but she was eaten by the white tiger.

Now we burn the little paper figure, which is to replace Mr. Tang's children and the people around him, and give it to the white tiger to eat.

If the ritual goes well, the white tiger eats a certain number of "people" and will leave on its own.

Grandma said again: "Again, do you have a wish? ”

"Woo ......"

The bronze sword slashed at the bowl again, and the bowl was neatly shattered in half, and not a single piece of slag splashed.

I saw that the white line on Mr. Tang's wife's stomach had completely disappeared, but behind Mr. Tang, a spotted tiger appeared, but Mr. Tang didn't know it. He can't see it, ordinary people with yin and yang eyes who can see ghosts can't see this spotted tiger, and I don't know the reason for this, anyway, the yin faction can see it.

"Woo ......"

There was another loud bang, and my grandmother's bronze sword collided with another porcelain bowl.

"Thou hast known before thee, and thou shalt not deceive thou shalt pass through thy life." As she spoke, my grandmother slashed the second porcelain bowl with a bronze sword, but like the first bowl, there was no sense of cracking. Grandma half-sang and half-recited: "We ask for peace today, what is the result of business." ”

"Woo ......"

As she spoke, Grandma cut the bowl again, and the bowl immediately broke in half.

In fact, just looking at my grandmother's words, I can understand what it means, that is, I am negotiating with Baihu and asking Baihu if it is okay to replace Mr. Tang's child with a small paper figure?

Here, I would like to say a little bit.

According to my understanding, the original purpose of going to the Yin Hall is to talk to ghosts and spirits, and then set rules and trade in a round. I know my grandmother's mentality in dealing with these things, most of them value harmony, and it ends successfully, and she will not use the magic weapon inherited by the person in charge to directly disperse the soul or the white tiger until it is a critical moment.

Some people will also say that we are doing things for ghosts.

To put it bluntly, that's it. We help the ghosts to do things, try to fulfill their last wishes, so that they don't hurt people anymore, they don't harm people, and the yin and ghost diseases in people will naturally be cured. The best of both worlds, what's so bad about it?

"Good! Promise your sons and daughters today, and exchange you for peace. ”

Grandma continued the words of the ancient text, raised the bronze sword and slashed again.

"Woo ......"

The third bowl broke in response, and it was also a neat halve.

Just as the bowl was shattering, a gust of wind blew on the flat ground. The leaves were swept up by the wind and swirled, kept spinning, and finally all fell on Mr. Tang's legs, and I saw the spotted tiger behind Mr. Tang, which was obviously much clearer, and I could even vaguely feel the evil breath coming out of its open mouth.

Some white tigers can't speak, so they can only use the things around us to tell us what they think. The cracking of the bowl represents the affirmation or denial of the agreement between it and his grandmother, and the strange wind is Baihu's warning to Mr. Tang.

This time the peace talks went quite smoothly.

I had seen one of the longest before, when my grandmother scolded me for three or four hours, and finally I was able to call out another person in charge of the hall, and I forced the evil spirit back.

My grandmother called me to help this time, but in fact, I didn't help at all, and this ritual came to an end.

Grandma invited Mr. Tang and his wife to go back to the hall, kowtowed a few times, and then went into the incense room and kowtowed in front of the divine cupboard. Grandma had words in her mouth, and she was talking to the white tiger to see how this deal was handled, so it would be the best of both worlds. Mr. Tang and his wife were facing inward, still kneeling and did not get up.

I looked at Mr. Tang for a while, and then went to look for Lingzheng, only to find that Lingzheng did not enter the house with us.

I turned around and went to the courtyard to look for Lingzheng, but when I saw Lingzheng, I couldn't help but think it was funny. Lingzheng was still the same wooden face as before, and his eyes looked at the courtyard, condensed into a wangfu stone. I followed his line of sight, and there was a green mandarin duck vine and an old peach tree with a crooked neck in the yard.

"Hey...... What do you see? I stretched out my hand in front of Lingzheng, shook it, and said, "It's back to my soul......"

After a long time, Ling Zheng lowered his head to look at me, his face was a little tired, but his tone was light: "It's okay." ”

"It's been fine for a long time!" I'll reply to him.

I thought that Lingzheng was talking about my grandmother's completion of the Fa, but I didn't expect Lingzheng to look at me for a while and say, "The people from the Yu family came here just now. ”