It was noisy outside, and it seemed to be an argument.

Man Tsai was not in the house. I struggled to get up from the bed, without a trace of strength in my body, and with every step I took, I felt like the world was spinning.

When I came to the bathroom to wash my face, I found that I was pale in the mirror and had heavy dark circles under my eyes. This sick appearance has been with me for more than ten years, but I didn't expect it to appear again now.

Dizzy, I washed my face, and hastily rinsed my mouth, but it didn't get any better.

I struggled to walk to the living room, and Wen Tsai's grandmother and second uncle had a lot of trouble.

"What age is it, don't keep talking about those old ideas!" Wen Zai's second uncle said angrily.

"I can't watch my grandson die! If you don't go, I'll go myself! "Grandma Wen Tsai's attitude is resolute.

The second uncle wanted to say something more, but when he saw me, he looked stunned and stopped talking.

Wen Tsai stood aside at a loss, saw me, hurriedly walked over, and said, "Why is your face so bad, it looks like you have a terminal illness." ”

It's really a dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and I'm already uncomfortable and tight, and he still comes to such a frustrating word.

Grandma Wen Tsai looked at me, with a sense of ironclad evidence, and said righteously: "His three souls don't see the appearance of the seven spirits, not to attract evil spirits!" ”

It seems that there is a genetic factor in Wen Tsai's inability to spit out good words.

The second uncle stared at my face and remained silent for a while.

I asked Man Tsai what the situation was.

He told me that when my uncle called, Xiaochao never woke up, and the fever was even worse, and the other children were the same, and his grandmother got up early in the morning and didn't know what was going on, so she said that she had recruited evil spirits and wanted to go to the mabbling guy to exorcise evil spirits. The second uncle didn't believe this, so he quarreled with his grandmother.

It is estimated that my sick appearance is too unusual, which makes the second uncle waver.

Second Uncle Wen Tsai didn't say anything again, but he didn't support it either. Wen Tsai's grandmother scolded and scolded.

In the end, Wen Tsai's grandmother asked Wen Tsai to call a relative and asked the other party for an address, and Wen Tsai went out to find someone at that address.

Towards the end of the evening, Wen Tsai led an old man back, Wen Tsai's grandmother respectfully invited him into the door, calling him Mr. Chen, this old man was neatly dressed and looked quite cultured.

As soon as he saw me, he immediately frowned, and without waiting for Wen Tsai and his grandmother to say anything, he walked straight to me.

I can see that there is something wrong with me like this, and I think that his next words must be something like "bumping into evil", "seeing ghosts", "sucking essence" or something. These are the kind of people who are really liars!

I'm ready to pick him up and play with him, and then send him away.

"Zhongyuan Qingming don't go out, the Mid-Autumn Festival is at home, the person who saved you back then should have reminded you." He said unexpectedly.

I was shocked! This is what my grandfather reminded me back then! How could he know about my past!

I looked at him in shock, sure I didn't know him, and I had never seen him!

"Lhotse, what's wrong with you?" Man Tsai sensed that my expression was wrong.

I ignored him and immediately asked, "You know about me!" Do you know my grandfather? ”

Mr. Chen shook his head: "I don't know your grandfather, and I don't know about you, but from your condition, I can see that you once had a catastrophe and almost died, since you survived, someone must have rescued you." ”

Really? I've never told anyone else about me, including Wen Tsai. Only the people of our village know. But the people in the village were very secretive about the old blind woman, and it was impossible to spread it everywhere. He couldn't have known about my existence beforehand and investigated my details!

What is this old man's ability?

Grandma Wen Tsai didn't care whether what we said was true or not, and exclaimed again and again: "You are really a god!" What is going on with him? My little grandson was also unconscious and had a high fever. ”

Mr. Chen nodded: "I've heard about it, tell me what happened that night." ”

Wen Tsai had obviously told him about it before, and now he carefully told him about the events of the night before yesterday, even the sound of Cantonese opera he heard at the beginning.

"Cantonese opera?" Mr. Chen frowned and asked.

Wen Zai nodded: "It's still Hua Dan who sings." ”

"Zhaojun is out of the jam." I add.

Mr. Chen's brows furrowed even deeper: "No, I haven't heard that a fan boy can invite a drama god!" Do you remember the spell? ”

I remember that spell, and I don't know if this mumbler is really capable, since he can tell me about it, believe him for the time being. I told him the mantra I had had that night.

After hearing this, his face changed greatly: "This spell is not for the gods, it is clearly for ghosts!" They are all murderous ghosts who have died unjustly! ”

Everyone present couldn't help but be shocked, even the second uncle, who was sitting in the corner and watching for a while, was also a little moved.

The subject comes, the subject comes quickly, there is revenge, there is revenge...... It's a bit odd to think about it.

"Who taught this spell?" He asked.

Wen Tsai and I shook our heads, we had already played when we arrived that night, and we didn't ask those little ghosts at the time.

Grandma Wen Tsai asked in a panic: "Old man, what should I do!" This is a spell to summon ghosts, so what's wrong with my grandson! You have to save them! ”

"Then I'll go with you to the hospital to check on their condition, and now I have to save this guy first." He looked at me.

I had never been worried about my situation, but when I heard what he said, I panicked a little, and I didn't care if he was true or not, how many pounds and taels he had, and asked, "Old man, what is my situation?" Is it serious? ”

He opened my eyelids and looked at me, touched my forehead with one hand, and said something.

After a while, he said: "Zhongyuan Qingming sneaky line, Mid-Autumn Festival Chongyang immortal descended, your kid narrowly picked up a life back then, thinner than ordinary people's lives, if you don't go anywhere obediently, don't touch this experience, everything will be fine, this time rushed to the evil, there is this symptom." ”

He turned to Wen Tsai and his grandmother: "Move a vacant lot for me, and then move a table out." ”

I don't know what he means, but I can know that I came here for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Wen Zai's grandmother responded again and again, and regardless of the second uncle's attitude, she instructed him to do so quickly.

Mr. Chen stepped aside to prepare the supplies.

Wen Tsai leaned over and whispered, "It's really fake, you're not playing with him." ”

I said with a serious expression: "I have indeed encountered some things before, if it wasn't for the investigation in advance, this old man is really capable." ”

Wen Zai was a little incredulous: "Why haven't I heard you say it before?" ”

Cleared the things from the living room and brought a square table that was not commonly used.

Mr. Chen took out a piece of yellow cloth from his backpack and spread it on the table, and placed statues, incense, candles and other objects in turn, and then placed several bowls of water. It's like an altar to be opened.