||->-> Chapter 2 of the main text returns from the soul

When the child was sent to the hospital, the doctor concluded that he was completely dead, and he didn't even do first aid measures, and directly asked Ding Zhiming to take the child away. Moreover, Ding Zhiming guarded Ding Ermiao's body for almost a day and a night, during which he often touched the child's chest with his hands, or tested his snort, hoping that a miracle would occur and the child would suddenly come back to life.

But the child's body was always cold and stiff, and he didn't breathe or have a heartbeat. It's been a few hours since it's been buried, is it possible that the child has returned the yang in the grave?

"Dao, Dao Chief......" Ding Zhiming was surprised, happy and suspicious, and stammered and asked, "You said that my son is still not dead?" ”

"Poor Dao never speaks." The Third Poor Dao Chief pointed at the grave with his finger and said, "On this grave, there is a green qi rising, which shows that the people inside are not dead. ”

"How can I not see ...... What Qingqi? Ding Zhiming asked.

The Third Poor Daoist snorted: "You are a mortal with your naked eyes, how can you see it?" Not only did I see the green qi, but I also saw the three souls of the people in the tomb solidifying, and the seven spirits were ethereal. Definitely not short-lived! ”

With a plop, Ding Zhiming had already knelt down \ Wan \ Shu \ Bar \ Novel (wanshu) (ba) .com kowtowed to the ground like a trick: "Please, save my child!" ”

"You get up first. Since this matter has been touched by me, I will not ignore it. ”

The Third Poor Dao Chief took out a small sword from the backpack on his shoulder, cut off a pine tree with a thick wrist in his hand, sharpened the two ends and handed it to Ding Zhiming, and said, "Hurry up and dig the grave and take the child out!" ”

Ding Zhiming didn't dare to slack off, took the pine stick, and dug the grave desperately. The croppers were already strong, Ding Zhiming was in the prime of life, and the covering soil on the new grave was very soft. In less than five minutes, the grave had been dug open, and a small coffin was exposed to the moonlight.

"You get out of the way." The third poor Taoist took out a rigid cone with a handle, pried it a few times at the seam of the coffin lid, and then raised his hand to open the coffin lid.

Ding Ermiao slept in the coffin, motionless.

"Ermiao ......" Ding Zhiming saw his son's appearance again, and couldn't help but feel sad and cried loudly.

The third poor road chief bent down, carefully looked at Ding Ermiao's facial features, and after a while, he had already picked Ding Ermiao out and placed him on a flat ground beside him.

"Dao Chief, can you really save my son?" Ding Zhiming wiped his tears and asked.

The three poor Taoist chiefs ignored Ding Zhiming, unbuttoned Ding Ermiao's shirt, revealing his chest. Then, he took out a brush from his backpack, dipped it in cinnabar water, and drew a strange pattern on Ding Ermiao's chest.

After the pattern was drawn, the three poor road chiefs sat cross-legged in front of Ding Ermiao's head, their hands interlocked, and the tips of their index fingers pointed to Ding Ermiao's heavenly spirit cover, and shouted in their mouths: "There is no way to Huangquan, and the soul returns!" ”

After three consecutive shouts, Ding Ermiao on the ground still did not move.

Ding Zhiming was extremely disappointed and looked depressed. Just as he was about to persuade the Taoist not to mess around and let the child settle in the ground, he felt a cold wind blowing, and the grass and trees rustled around!

Ding Ermiao, who was lying flat on the ground, suddenly sat up, and then opened his mouth and shouted, "Dad......!" ”

"Ermiao-!" Ding Zhiming also screamed, pounced, and hugged his son in his arms and wept silently.

After finishing the practice, the three poor Dao Chiefs stood up and looked around, suddenly changed their faces, and asked, "There is a cemetery in the east and west, whose ancestral land is it?" ”

Ding Zhiming raised his head, pointed his finger and said, "The one in the west is my family's ancestral grave." The large area to the east is the cemetery of the family surnamed Mu in the village. ”

"There is a big murderer here, don't stay for a long time, send the child home quickly. Come on! The three poor Taoist chiefs drew their swords in their hands again and shouted at Ding Zhiming.

Ding Zhiming didn't know what to do, but he didn't dare to disobey this person's words, so he put the child on his back and walked away. The three poor dao chiefs held the sword in their hands and followed closely behind Ding Zhiming, their eyes flashing, looking left and right.

Who knew that he had only walked a dozen steps, and suddenly a burst of black mist floated over, covering Ding Zhiming and the three of them in it, not distinguishing things. In the black fog, there is a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, which is creepy.

"Dao Chief, what's going on?" Ding Zhiming was taken aback, standing on the ground and not daring to act. The hillside here is only three miles away from the village, but Ding Zhiming suddenly lost his direction and didn't know where to go.

The three poor Dao elders snorted heavily, and shouted in their mouths: "What kind of ghost thing, dare to give me a miasma!" If you don't retreat, don't blame my men for being ruthless! ”

But the intimidation of the three poor Taoist chiefs had no effect at all. The black fog did not abate, but became thicker and thicker. The terrible ghost cry is getting closer and closer, and it seems to be in my ears.

Ding Zhiming was so frightened that his teeth trembled, and his body trembled as he grabbed the robe of the three poor Taoist chiefs with one hand.

In the darkness, I only heard the mouth of the three poor Taoist chiefs chanting: "The left green dragon and the right white tiger, the immortal points the way, open-!" ”

As soon as the sound of the incantation stopped, two small lanterns, one green and one white, suddenly rose into the air, shoulder-level with the person, and slowly floated forward. The path under the lantern, within three feet square, was also illuminated strangely, like a fantasy.

"Follow the lantern, quick!"

Such a light suddenly appeared in front of him, Ding Zhiming was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked behind the two lanterns with the child on his back. After the three poor Taoist chiefs broke off, they muttered in their mouths, all of which were spells that Ding Zhiming couldn't understand.

The screams of the ghosts around became more and more terrible, and the sound was noisy, as if there were thousands of troops. And the incantation of the three poor road chiefs became more and more urgent, and the speed was as fast as a shrew scolding the street.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the light of the lantern gradually dimmed and floated in the air like fireflies. Beyond the light of the lantern, in the black mist, the ghost figure bared its teeth and claws.

"Dao Chief, I can't see the road again!" Ding Zhiming screamed.

"Don't be afraid, there's me!" The three poor Taoist chiefs shouted loudly: "Heaven and earth are infinite, and there is a law in the world!" ”

In the midst of the loud cheers, a bronze mirror rose above his head again, and a beam of red light shot out from the mirror, shining directly under Ding Zhiming's feet. At the same time, the three poor road chiefs waved their hands quickly, and the surrounding firelights flickered and roared.

"Ah......h

It seems that some ghost creatures have been hit, and the screams are incessant, like a wolf howling, like a baby's hoof, like a wild cat calling spring.

Led by the red light in front of him, Ding Zhiming stumbled back to the front of his house. This familiar road, in normal times, is simply pediatrics. But tonight, this is simply the most difficult part of Ding Zhiming's life.

The ghost screams followed far behind.

The three poor road chiefs waved their hands, and the two lanterns, one green and one white, had been steadily hung on both sides of the door of the Ding family, and the bronze mirror was hung in the middle of the door, and the shimmering red light pointed to the way.

The old man of the Ding family and Mu Cuizhen didn't sleep, and when they saw Ding Zhiming pushing the door with Ermiao on his back, followed by an old Taoist priest, they were all taken aback and greeted him together.

"Mother......" As soon as the second seedling landed, she threw herself into Mu Cuizhen's arms.

The mother and son hugged their heads and cried. Mu Cuizhen touched the child's face, only feeling that she was in a dream.

Old Man Ding looked shocked and asked, "Zhiming, what's going on?" ”

"Without further ado, close the doors and windows. Take my talisman and stick it on the doors, windows, and stoves. The Third Poor Dao Chief took out more than a dozen yellow Dao talismans from his backpack and handed them to Ding Zhiming.

Ding Zhiming had just seen this long method, and he had also seen the scene of the evil ghost blocking the way, so he was convinced of his words and enshrined them as holy decrees. At that moment, Ding Zhiming took the talisman and pasted the doors and windows upstairs and downstairs.

A gust of wind howled, the lights inside the house were all extinguished, and the ghosts outside the house were terrible. The windows and doors, from time to time, there was the sound of banging.

That night, more than 100 households in the Mu Basin had no sleep. A bold villager probed to check the situation of the Ding family, and he could vaguely see a tall evil ghost, who had been wandering around in front of the Ding family. In addition, there are countless ghosts floating in the sky.

Strangely, these ghosts only wandered around Ding's house and did not harass other people's homes.

At that time, some wealthy villagers installed telephones at home and wanted to call the police, but the phone could not be made at all.

However, the three poor Taoist chiefs set up an incense case in Ding's house, stepped on the seven stars with a sword in his hand, protected the five members of the Ding family behind him, and recited the incantation all night.