Lin Jiuxiang's face turned blue when he saw this scene, he didn't know if he was frozen or frightened, he turned around and shouted at me: "Hurry up and get the gossip plate!" ”

"The chicken's blood hasn't melted yet." I shouted.

"Don't use chicken blood at this time, let's go to human blood!" He let out a loud shout and rushed forward with his peachwood sword.

I looked at the gossip plate in my hand and was dumbfounded, using human blood? This is to soak the entire gossip plate with blood, and at least half a catty of blood!

The coffin shook violently, and the big-faced ghost wanted to take away Zhang Fugui's life and escape, and was entangled by Lin Jiuxiang, if he couldn't force Zhang Fugui's soul out at this moment, then there would be no chance.

Because he doesn't have enough lives, he wants to live, and he doesn't know who he will do.

Zhang Zhigui stretched out his hand and said, "Use my blood!" ”

Cut the palm of my hand with a knife, and suddenly the blood was like an infusion, and it was all over the gossip plate in a moment, I pulled out a piece of rune paper from my hand, and I whispered in my mouth, anxious like a law, the rune paper caught fire, and pasted it towards the gossip plate, and then greeted the moonlight.

"Bang!!"

The coffin suddenly turned over, and the old guy still had his original appearance, his face was gray and covered with corpse spots, and a pair of eyes were glowing, shooting at us, trying to pounce.

Seeing this, the big-faced ghost rushed up directly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the old guy Tianlinggai, and a ball of yellow things was pinched out by him, turned around and ran.

Lin Jiuxiang took out a few runes and smashed them towards the big-faced ghost, but unfortunately it was useless, the old guy who lost the support of his life became even more terrifying, and the whole person was even more eager to absorb other people's lives, among the three of us, his son Zhang Zhigui was the most vulnerable, he aimed at the target and rushed over.

"Wan Qing! Above!! ”

I held the gossip plate in my hand, and rushed away, directly on the old guy's chest, the sound of stabbing and lala came, and the smell of barbecue entered my nostrils, and at that moment I wanted to eat barbecue.

A soul was beaten out, but the next moment it still wanted to enter the body, Lin Jiuxiang's peachwood sword followed, and a sword stabbed at him, and the old ghost hurriedly retreated, wanting to go back to the coffin and hide.

I kicked the old guy's flesh to the ground, and all the runes on his body were scattered, bursting in the air, and a rolling dragon reached the coffin, grabbed a red candle, and led the red thread in front of it.

Lin Jiuxiang also grabbed the red candle on the other side, he glanced at me and nodded slightly.

I turned my hand into a sword, touched the copper coin under the candle, knocked on the flame, the candle flame suddenly jumped up, half a meter high, grasped the red line, and shook the copper bell on the red line almost at the same time!

"Jingle Bell !!"

A crisp bell rang, and the old guy hiding in the coffin suddenly let out an inhuman scream, and the charm at the bottom of the coffin reflected a fine light, as if he wanted to help the old ghost rush out.

Lin Jiuxiang and I stepped on the seven-star step at the same time, chanted a mantra in our mouths, and flicked the bell again, and the old ghost was pressed into the coffin, with a puff of black smoke coming out, and the gold leaf under the coffin turned black.

After about a minute, the old ghost left, and did not scatter, but went more than half a step, if ordinary people die, they will be absorbed by more than half a step as soon as possible, and they can stay in the world with great resentment, or be trapped by the place where ghosts are raised.

I put down the red line, my hands were red from the cold, but I couldn't care about it, my heart was in a mess at this moment, I wanted to ask Lin Jiuxiang, what was going on with the big-faced ghost, I could feel it, he must know, I felt it, he definitely didn't say it.

The scene was a mess, Lin Jiuxiang stood there and lit a cigarette, this is his habit, he called it aftermath, although it sounds very hooligan, it can indeed relax people's nerves, otherwise it is really easy to go crazy in this kind of industry.

We were all smoking quietly, no one spoke, this moment was exceptionally silent, Zhang Zhigui found a rag to wrap his hand, and was busy carrying his father's body into the coffin.

"Don't be busy, let's talk about it tomorrow, there are no wild wolves here, and they won't take the corpse away." Lin Jiuxiang stood up and threw the cigarette butt into the snow, and said to me, "Pack up your things and go home to sleep." ”

When I got home, it was already more than one o'clock in the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep on the kang, I looked at the "Five Books of Yin and Yang", this book is too thick, and I don't have much patience, basically pick a few runes to take a look, tonight I want to turn page by page, I don't believe he is all torn.

Turning through the rooster crowing all the way to the point where I made an important discovery, at the bottom of page eighty-seven, there was a line of small print, as if written with a pen.

It is written: The number of lives, the foundation of man, the foundation of survival, the trickster, taking the number of people's lives for their own use, the means are cruel, heaven and earth do not tolerate, and those who steal their lives will be punished by everyone.

"Life stealers?"

I muttered, and I was even more confused, I closed the book and didn't think about it, the only thing I knew, the things in school, I must not let Lin Jiuxiang know, he asked me to go to the south to work, and I probably realized what I met in school.

The next day, I began to help Zhang Zhigui be buried, this kind of thing is a process, the soul is gone, the person in the coffin is just a piece of rotten meat, what is the right time to get up the coffin, sacrifice in the afternoon, close the coffin in the evening, build a tent to shade the moonlight at night, and bury.

After a toss, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, and I went back to withdraw the old lady's soul-stabilizing array, and our affairs were over, although the old lady woke up, but her mental state was not as good as before, and she looked sick, and it was estimated that she would live for a year at most.

Zhang Zhigui sent us out of the door and kept saying kind words, and when he arrived at the door, he took out a wad of money and stuffed it to my godfather and said: "You two are tired, the New Year, it is also bad luck to encounter such a thing, this is not much, eight thousand eight, please be lucky." ”

Eight thousand eight was not a small amount of money at that time, and the average salary at that time was only about 1,000 yuan a month.

"You came to me, it means that you trust me, more than eight thousand is a bit too much." Lin Jiuxiang said: "Six thousand six!" ”

"Don't, don't!" Zhang Zhigui hurriedly said: "Mr. Lin, your busy work is worth the price, if you think it is too much, show me the house in the spring next year and get a few talismans." ”

As the so-called rather bully the monk and don't mess with the Taoist, bully the monk, he sits in the temple at most and knocks on the wooden fish to curse you, it may not be useful, Buddhism is compassionate, the Taoist is different, the Taoist is different, the Taoist is divided into many kinds, Mr. Yin and Yang is a small branch, just like what Longhu Mountain Taoist, Maoshan Taoist is almost the same.

These people pay attention to what they want, do whatever they want, beat you if they want to beat you, and wander the world if they want to, they are more chic, and there are a lot of strange things in this industry.

Later, I met Mr. Yin and Yang, who specializes in Japanese films, and of course, that's all for later.

Lin Jiuxiang didn't push much, it's about to be the New Year, the family spends money, so he loaded it in his pocket, and drove me home directly, this eight thousand eight He said that he wanted to wrap me a red envelope, six thousand six, I didn't ask for it.

It's almost the end of the year, and I have lived in Lin Jiuxiang's house for a long time, mainly because I want to study what kind of character the life thief is, and I don't dare to ask him directly, so I can only read the book by myself.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Xiao Nian, the north also called it a small reunion, I also went home, the guys in the village have come back, two eggs, dog eggs, eggs, the famous three eggs in our village, when I was a child, I was also an egg, and for a while it was called a yam egg.

Yam eggs, scientific name: potato.

There is an extra girl next to the dog, eighteen or nineteen years old, slim and slim, I can only sigh in my heart when I look at it, the flowers are inserted in the cow dung, and everyone will be a father soon, I haven't broken it yet, where is this reasonable?

Life in the village is relatively simple, especially during the Chinese New Year, children play cannons, adults play cards, like us, not big, can only play eggs.

Chinese New Year's Eve, all put on new clothes, look full of festivity, at night adults are playing mahjong, we squatted at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala, at that time the Spring Festival Gala was really good, I like to watch Feng Gong and Zhao Benshan, occasionally look forward to the crosstalk of the soldiers, but unfortunately later it became more and more boring, I don't know if we grew up and lost the taste of the year, or the taste of the year was getting weaker and weaker.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, I lit a fire, set off a firefight, looking forward to the coming year, I sat in front of the fire and watched the fireworks in the sky, and sighed in my heart and said, another year.

I don't know when I started to become emotional, especially in the face of the loss of time, faster and faster, sometimes think about it, time is like a high-speed train, swish, and it is gone.

Playing cards on the Chinese New Year's Eve, playing cards on the first day of the New Year, playing cards on the second day of the New Year, and playing cards on the third day of the New Year, the adults finally remembered to do something serious, welcome God, and the whole village of men, women, and children went in one direction.

It is said that on the third day of the Lunar New Year, the god of joy will appear in a certain direction, as long as people arrive there, light a fire, sing and dance, they can get the blessing of the god of joy.

This year he said in the southeast direction.

I looked southeast and asked him, "Why southeast?" ”

"Because last year in the northwest direction!" Lin Jiuxiang said casually.

"Why isn't it northwest this year?" I also looked at him and wanted to learn this skill, which may be related to Feng Shui.

He took a puff of his cigarette and said: "Fuck, there is the land of Wu Lao Er in your village in the northwest direction, and last year he lit a fire and burned the forage that people fed to livestock, good guy, scolded me for a year, go to the southeast this year!" ”

I looked at him speechless, and it was up to him to decide which direction his feelings were, but then I thought about it, there is no god seat in the god seat, how can there be a god of joy?

Then I thought, where did God come from? Believe in science!

Happy times are always very fast, although our broken school holiday is not until the fifteenth day of the first month, but in the blink of an eye, I am about to embark on the road back to school, but I am a little apprehensive.

I don't know what I'm afraid of, maybe I'm afraid to see Wang Xinyi again!