All Chapters_Chapter 7 The Conjuring

Extremely nauseous, I took my nose out of the red wine bottle, and then took a picture and sent an MMS message to Xiaoguang's mother.

Within ten seconds, I was called. I picked up the phone, and Xiaoguang's mother said excitedly, "What's the matter? What's going on here? ”

I explained, "This is Xiaoguang's nose, and he does have a dream for me, saying that he has a last wish, and then telling me the location of his nose in exchange for your trust." ”

There was silence for a while, and the woman opened her mouth sadly: "After Xiaoguang died, his whole body was still there, only his nose was missing, it turned out to be ...... My poor boy, what is his wish unfulfilled? ”

"I don't know, maybe we can talk to each other in person." I said.

The woman said yes, then gave her address and said she wanted to meet me immediately. I happened to be fine, so I said I'd be there soon.

Her home is near me, and it seems that Xiaoguang went to the amusement park in the next county for fun, but she didn't expect this to happen.

I found Xiaoguang's home, which is a slum in Ruian City, where the house is rented to migrant workers, and I remember that when I was passing by with goods, I saw a rental advertisement here, and the rent was only 200 a month.

A plainly dressed woman stood at the door early and waited for me, and dragged me into the house as soon as she saw me. I asked her name, and she said her name was Wang Jing.

We walked a few steps inside and walked into a bungalow. The room was still bright, after all, it was noon, and the sun was still shining. Wang Jing anxiously asked Xiaoguang what he told me, and I handed her the note. She looked at it seriously and said that it was very similar to Xiaoguang's handwriting, but it was a little crooked.

"Where's Hikari's father?" I asked.

Wang Jing's eyes darkened: "Divorced, if he has a father, do we still need to live in this kind of place?" ”

"I'm sorry."

I said apologetically, Wang Jing said it was okay, her expression was very anxious, it seemed that she was thinking about Xiaoguang tightly. I said honestly: "Xiaoguang told me that he had an important wish, but he didn't go into detail what it was. But you wait patiently, I know a friend who is a capable person, maybe he can talk to Xiaoguang. ”

Wang Jing nodded again and again and said that there was no problem, so I called *, and after he learned about it, he said that he could summon spirits, and then asked me if I wanted to learn, the price was very cheap, five hundred yuan.

I glanced at Wang Jing, and she hurriedly said that she would come out with five hundred yuan. I won't shirk it, I'm really helping Xiaoguang fulfill his last wish, if I have to pay for good deeds, I'm afraid my little savings are not enough for me to spend.

When Wang Jing transferred 500 yuan to *, he taught me a way to summon spirits. He said that between 6:50 and 7:10 in the evening, the sun usually disappears completely. At that time, the yang energy is greatly reduced, and the yin energy is emitted, which is a good time to summon spirits.

I need to write Xiaoguang's birthday on the west wall of the house within those 20 minutes, and then put a bowl of rice there, and insert incense in the rice, one incense represents ten years old, because Xiaoguang is estimated to be only about ten years old, and it is enough to insert one incense.

Next to the rice, put a white candle and close the windows and doors of the house and turn off the lights.

If there is no wind in the house and the candles start to shake, it means that a ghost is coming. At that time, which side the flame is turning will represent the ghost in the opposite direction of the candle. Because the ghost has yin energy on its body, when the doors and windows are closed, the candle will shake, because it is blown by the yin qi.

Just in case, Wang Jing and I prepared two portions of everything. Wang Jing looked at these supplies, she sat on the bed, and muttered: "It's really ironic, this is what I didn't believe in the most, but for the sake of the child......"

"It's okay to try." I comforted.

"My sister took him to the amusement park, and he happily asked me if I wanted to go with him, but I had to work overtime that day. If I had been there, Hikaru probably wouldn't have ......."

She sat on the bed in a daze, and suddenly covered her face and cried, and her body trembled. I said that this will definitely be tiring, it is better to sleep for a while, if you are lucky, Xiaoguang may be willing to stay longer, and she will also have energy at that time. Wang Jing said yes, and she lay on the bed, but because she was a little scared, she put her foot on my knee. I can also understand, after all, what we have to do is to conjure spirits, even if it is her child, but the word Guan is a conjuring spirit, it will make ordinary people afraid.

The room was quiet, and the walls were full of smoke and looked pitch black. Wang Jing was lying on the bed casually, and I looked at this woman, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

The white-washed yellow short sleeves, the old short skirt many years ago, and the white panties that were accidentally exposed made small balls, and the whole body exuded the smell of poverty.

I suddenly thought about how hard it must be for a woman to take care of her children, living in a house that may collapse on this typhoon day, reluctant to buy new clothes, and underwear is estimated to be a bargain that has been worn for three or four years. Each of these conditions is unbearable for ordinary girls. And when I met Xiaoguang in the supermarket, I remember that he was wearing a beautiful new dress.

It is estimated that he still doesn't know how hard his mother is, maybe in two or three years, he will write "my mother" in the composition, but Wang Jing can't wait for that time.

The sun was gradually setting, and the earth was dyed with a hint of blue, I pushed Wang Jing, and she immediately came to her senses and asked if the time was up.

I said that it was almost over, and began to write Xiaoguang's birthday on the wall. According to the requirements of *, the eight characters of this birthday are written in ink, and there is a little bit of Wang Jing's blood in it. He said that the blood of his loved ones was the easiest to bring back ghosts, and Wang Jing naturally complied.

I closed the doors and windows,* and said they had to be closed completely, or they might attract other ghosts. If you attract someone you can't afford to mess with, that's bad.

When the lights were turned off, the dim room was filled with only the light of white candles. I put the banknote on the ground and whispered to Wang Jing: "Remember not to cry, otherwise Xiaoguang will think that you are reluctant to him." Keeping the child's ghost is a very painful thing for him, and he must face it with a smile. ”

Wang Jing sobbed a little, and then said that she remembered. She wiped away her tears and patiently watched the candlelight.

The aroma of the rice slowly emitted smoke as time passed.

Suddenly, the light of the white candle flickered, and Wang Jing immediately grabbed the corner of my clothes, and I patted the back of her hand to signal her not to be nervous.

Strange things happened, the fire was pouring in the opposite direction of us at this time, which shocked my heart, according to *, that is, Xiaoguang is now ......

Right behind us!

As soon as I thought about it, I suddenly felt a cool air behind me. Before I could react, the cool air passed through my body, causing me to shiver all over.

Slowly, the firelight fell towards us, staggering, and it seemed that the little light was already opposite us.

I whispered, "Xiaoguang, your mother is also here, tell us what your last wish is." As long as it can help you solve it, it will not be shirked. If it's inconvenient to speak, write it with pen and paper. ”

Wang Jing didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and looked at the pen and paper with me. I saw the ballpoint pen stand up strangely, and then began to write on the paper. I secretly admired the magic of the conjuring, and Wang Jing's eyes widened, wanting to see what Xiaoguang wrote.

One horizontal, one skimming......

This writing made me feel a little strange, and I felt uneasy for no reason. When the words were almost finished, I immediately grabbed Wang Jing's wrist and exclaimed, "Run!" It's not a small light! ”

As soon as the words were spoken, a strong wind blew in the room, and the fire was immediately extinguished, and we were plunged into darkness. Wang Jing trembled with fright and grabbed my wrist tightly.

"Ahh

Suddenly, she screamed, and I quickly asked what was going on, and she said that a cold hand was groping the back of her head.

"Behind us! Leave it alone, get out of the house! I hurriedly took out my phone in my pocket to light it up. At this time, I felt a chill in my neck, and then suddenly a hand grabbed my neck, and the force was so great that I almost suffocated!

I tried to break the invisible hand with both hands, and my mind was full of the words that the ghost had just written on the paper......

"Dead".