I looked at his appearance and trembled in my heart, Lin Jiuxiang smiled and said, "No need, it's troublesome enough, you hurry up and go back to the house, it's cold outside." ”

The old man also said a few polite words to us, turned around and went back to the house, Zhang Zhigui sent us to the door, looked at us and said with a sad face: "Can I go to your place for one night?" ”

"That's your father." I looked at him and said, "Are you still afraid?" ”

"My father can't do it, he has been buried in the soil for more than half a year and suddenly ran out, who is not afraid."

"You and your mom are company, it's okay." In order to comfort him, Lin Jiuxiang casually took out a few pieces of rune paper from his pocket and stuffed it to him; "Put the talisman paper on your body, it will definitely be fine, tomorrow, take us to the graveyard."

I glanced at a few pieces of rune paper, which were used in the town, and it was useless to deal with this kind of living dead who didn't know where it came from, and it was obviously a psychological comfort.

Zhang Zhigui didn't understand this, he nodded desperately as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and on the way back, I kept wondering why there were so many of the same things between Datong and Taiyuan, which were hundreds of miles apart.

Lin Jiuxiang turned around and looked at me and asked; "What's wrong? It feels like you're preoccupied. ”

I briefly talked about the things in school, he looked so shocked that he almost drove the car into the ditch, and finally stopped the car, I stared at him with wide eyes, I don't know why I reacted so much.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just that the car slid a little." As he spoke, he hit the car and continued on his way.

He didn't speak along the way, but his face was not very good-looking, and when he returned to the door, Lin Jiuxiang patted his body and said to me: "If you don't want to study, then don't go to school, I heard that the salary in Guangzhou and Shanghai is quite high, why don't you go to work?" ”

"Part-time job?" I was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask him why, but with what I have known about him for so many years, what he doesn't want to tell me will definitely not be said, just a word of consideration.

I went back and fell asleep, and the next day there was something to do, I lay down in the quilt and looked through the "Five Books of Yin and Yang", trying to find a trace from it, but unfortunately a lot of things about trickery were torn off, and I could only lie down and sleep.

This night was not unstable, I had some messy dreams, I dreamed that the man in the villa had a hideous face, and kept screaming in my ear, there is a ghost around you, I dreamed that the willow tree in the coal mine smiled distorted towards me, I dreamed that the old man Zhou shouted at me for help, I dreamed that I held Wang Xinyi in my arms, and she suddenly became a ghost.

I woke up in shock, sweating profusely, it was already bright outside, I took a deep breath and secretly told myself that it was just a dream, my godmother came in and looked at me; "What's wrong? Yelling? ”

"I had a dream."

"I got up, it's eight o'clock in the morning, I washed up and eaten."

I got dressed and went to the next room, and saw Zhang Zhigui sitting by the kang, with dark circles under his eyes, looking unrefreshed, obviously I didn't sleep well last night, and I came here at six o'clock this morning.

While eating, Lin Jiuxiang asked him where the cemetery was, who was organizing the funeral at that time, and asked what the old man was doing now, Zhang Zhigui said with a sad face, the old man didn't sleep all night, walked around, and only fell asleep during the day, this time has been like this, he doesn't sleep at night, and he sleeps during the day.

After eating, I got into the car with my things, and went straight to Zhang Fugui's cemetery, and when I arrived at the place, I saw that the grave had been thrown away, and the coffin lid was thrown outside, as if a person had come out of it.

Lin Jiuxiang glanced around, circled around the cemetery, and said to me, "Take a shovel and dig out the coffin." ”

"Me?" I'm a little reluctant, this is not the tomb of the mass grave, more than two meters deep, enough for two tons of soil, and it will definitely fall apart after digging.

Zhang Zhigui took a shovel and worked with me, for more than two hours, I was tired and sweaty, and my hands were blistered, and finally the coffin was dug out, and under the sun, a strange spell was drawn on the bottom of the coffin with gold leaf, exactly the same as the one in the mass grave.

Lin Jiuxiang's face turned ugly, and Zhang Zhigui shouted: "This is impossible, I bought the coffin at that time, and I bought it back and buried it directly, there is absolutely no spell under it." ”

I walked around the cemetery and saw a few cigarette butts and traces of human activity, Lin Jiuxiang said in a deep voice: "The grave has been dug up!" ”

"Who was killed by the heavens, digging my father's grave!!" Zhang Zhigui sat on the ground and screamed.

Lin Jiuxiang squatted there smoking a cigarette, stared at the coffin that was carried up, and said: "It should be this spell that makes your father return to his soul, forcibly imprisoning the soul in his body, he wants not to be plundered, he can only take the lives of other people, if he wants to live, he has to pay the lives to the spellcaster, he should come back here tonight, I want to see who it is." ”

The coffin was placed next to it, and the bottom was padded with poplar wood, so as not to touch the ground, so as not to cause corpse trouble, and bought more than a dozen catties of glutinous rice, all buried around the coffin, and the next task was to sleep, and wait for the night.

Back at home, my godmother was a little unhappy, it was about to be the New Year, and the two of them went out to catch ghosts, what is this called, Lin Jiuxiang didn't listen to her, slept with his head bored, and woke up that the sky was already dark, and he started to eat, and it was dumplings again.

There is a habit in the north that is particularly bad, no matter what festival you have, you can eat dumplings, you can eat and vomit, eat dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival, zongzi is a dessert after eating dumplings, eat dumplings on August 15, moon cakes are dry food on weekdays.

After dinner, Zhang Zhigui came, I put on a military coat, put on a cotton hat, winter night, it was definitely life-threatening, drove to the cemetery, a bright moon hung high, there was snow on the ground some time ago, and the whole world was as bright as day.

Winter in the north is like a hooligan, no matter how much you wear, always freeze your hands and feet, park the car in the distance, I carry something and hide behind a tree, keep rubbing my hands, and the red lights in the city not far away are flashing, which is in stark contrast to the dim and cold here.

After waiting for almost two hours, I felt like I was almost freezing, and a person walked towards me in the moonlight, his clothes were thin, but his pace was extremely fast.

"It's coming!" Lin Jiuxiang whispered.

I hurriedly opened the bag and began to take things, as soon as the old guy entered the coffin, he couldn't get out of the coffin anymore after losing his earth, and the rest of the loss would be easy to do.

The old guy walked over and glanced around, indescribably smart, his movements were crisper than that of a young man like me, and he circled around the coffin, and it could be seen that he was not willing to contribute his life, after all, he lived by life.

Standing in the coffin and hesitating for a while, I was impatient to wait, and scolded his eight ancestors in my heart, freezing to death, if it weren't for Zhang Zhigui beside me, I really wanted to scold.

Lin Jiuxiang rubbed his hands coldly, and held back a fucking sentence in his mouth for a long time, and it was estimated that he would have scolded the sky in his heart.

The old guy sighed, lifted one leg and entered the coffin, and when both legs entered the coffin, he suddenly lost his breath, his soul was unstable, and he lay straight in the coffin.

"Hands-on !!"

Lin Jiuxiang rushed out with a low shout, and I followed closely behind with the package!

"Take the guy !!"

I took out the prepared things from my bag, the candle was bottomed with copper coins to avoid touching the earth, I took out the snare rope and walked towards the coffin, Lin Jiuxiang and I grabbed the rune paper at the same time, chanted the mantra in our mouths, pasted the rune paper on the center of the eyebrows, and let out a low cry in my mouth, the rune paper caught fire and lit the candle.

Then the snare rope and the candle were tied together with the red thread, the red candle was hooked, he couldn't run, and the old guy in the coffin seemed to be completely dead, lying there motionless, and we were all relieved.

"Don't be stunned, get something!" Lin Jiuxiang jumped, wanting to move the blood on his feet and warm up.

I took out the gossip plate and handed it to him, he pinched the spell in his hand, picked up a grain of glutinous rice from the side of the coffin, put it on the candle, and suddenly the glutinous rice caught fire, and pasted it in the middle of the gossip plate, used to divide yin and yang, and then turned it over with one hand, facing the moonlight, everything went in an orderly manner.

Zhang Zhigui stood aside and watched, and suddenly shouted, "What is that?" ”

I turned my head to look, but I couldn't help but gasp when I saw something rushing to my face, and exclaimed, "Big-faced ghost? ”

About a hundred meters away from us, a two-meter-tall monster stood there, with a very big head, about the same as a window, its tongue drooping outside, and its two eyes were like copper bells, which was the thing lying on Wang Xinyi's window.

It is coming towards this direction at the moment, and the goal is very clear, it is to find the coffin!

Zhang Fugui in the coffin began to tremble, the coffin was shaky, very unstable, Lin Jiuxiang shouted at me: "Hurry up and get chicken blood!" ”

I came back to my senses, didn't think about it for a while, and hurriedly took out the chicken blood, and the next moment I found that the weather was too cold, and the chicken blood was frozen, and I shouted: "The chicken blood is frozen!" ”

The big-faced ghost had already pounced, the coffin suddenly shook even more, the flames on the candle were erratic, as if they were going to be extinguished in the next moment, Lin Jiuxiang put down the gossip plate and reached out to pinch the flame of the candle, raised his foot and kicked towards the frozen ground, and suddenly the glutinous rice buried under the coffin was kicked out.

With a low cry in his mouth, he threw the flames on the glutinous rice, and the glutinous rice around the coffin suddenly caught fire, and the fire completely surrounded the coffin, and the candle flames inside stabilized.

It stared at me with wide eyes, as if it knew me.

I didn't care about saying anything, and hurriedly wanted to dissolve the chicken blood, Lin Jiuxiang took out his peachwood sword and stared at the big-faced ghost to guard against it, and it was deadlocked.

The glutinous rice can't last long, these glutinous rice are soaked in white wine, and they are burned for ten minutes at most, but ten minutes of time can't melt the chicken blood at all, and I can't be in a hurry for a while.

The big-faced ghost stared at Zhang Fugui with wide eyes, his hand was like a spring, stretching out two meters long and grabbing Zhang Fugui, as if he was taking a chestnut from the fire.

"Click!"

The coffin shook violently, the poplar underneath was unstable, the coffin suddenly turned over on its side and pressed against the flames, the candles and flames on one side were all extinguished, and the big-faced ghost looked happy and rushed up.