It took me a while to recover from another loss.

I wasn't going to talk to my mother about it. The sudden death of my grandmother hit her a lot, and then all kinds of busy work, and now she looks like she is ten years older, and I don't want her to worry about me.

Lying on the bed, I slept in a daze for two hours, I slept very hard, and when I woke up, Xu Bulai had already returned, with a bundle of wicker beside me.

He smeared the wicker with a thin mud that had been mixed with the blood of a rooster and a black dog, and then braided them together to make a wicker whip, and I couldn't help but ask him what it was for.

"Whipping ghosts." Xu Buhuo replied to me coldly and then continued to make wicker.

Whipping ghosts?

The corpse made me subconsciously think of Mrs. Wang, and the ghost reminded me of Jiang Yan, did you get it to deal with them? I really wanted to ask, but seeing that Xu Buhuo only cared about his own business, he didn't care about me at all, and the words that came to his mouth were put back into his stomach.

Thinking of my grandmother's explanation, I hurriedly found out the soul lamp and black lamp oil, and found that although the black lamp oil was full of a small bottle, the bottle was very small, which made me a little worried that the bottle of lamp oil would not last for seven days.

"Mr. Xu, do you need to get some ice cubes to protect Grandma Ziwu?" Mother suddenly asked.

The weather was hot, and the mother was visibly worried that her grandmother's body would swell and stink.

"Don't worry about it, the corpse won't change." Xu Buhuo's tone was full of affirmation, as if he knew that his grandmother's body would not be as corrupt as the rest of the corpses, so his mother didn't say anything when she saw this, and continued to go about her own business.

After a simple meal, Xu Bu sat half-dead next to the coffin and took a nap. I sat across from him, looking at this half-dead old man most of the time, and I was silently grateful to him in my heart, thinking that if it wasn't for him, my mother and I really didn't know what to do.

At almost twelve o'clock in the evening, the half-dead Xu Buhuo suddenly pulled off half of his eyelids, and said to his mother, who was burning paper in front of the coffin: "Big sister, it's not early, you should go back and rest early, after twelve o'clock, you can't come to the mourning hall until dawn tomorrow morning." ”

Although the tone of the words sounded half-dead, the mother didn't say anything, and after burning the paper money in her hand, she left the old house and went back to rest.

Although my grandmother passed away, she gave me the task, I kept staring at the watch, seeing that it would be twelve o'clock in two minutes, and hurriedly put the soul lamp in front of the coffin, and was about to pour in the black lamp oil, Xu Buhuo suddenly said with a bang: "You kid, you can hold a little in your hand, this oil is specially prepared by your grandmother, no more, no less, just right, sprinkled is not enough." ”

In an instant, I wanted to scold this half-dead old man, because I was very relaxed, but when he reminded me like this, I couldn't help but be nervous, my whole body was tense and trembling, and I held my breath for most of the time before pouring the black lamp oil.

The lamp oil is black, and a little sticky, I don't know what it's made of, but when I smell it carefully, it has a faint fishy smell, which gives me a vague sense of familiarity, and I feel that I have smelled it somewhere, and I can't remember it.

Staring at my watch, as soon as twelve o'clock arrived, I hurriedly lit the soul lamp.

Xu Buhuo was not idle, as soon as I lit the lamp, he got rid of the half-dead appearance, got up and pulled out a black incense that he took out to worship during the day in front of the coffin, stuck it on the center of his eyebrows and worshiped in all directions, and put it on the top of the soul lamp to light it by fire.

The black incense does not seem to be ordinary incense, and the smoke from the burning is slightly reddish. What's even more amazing is that the smoke from ordinary incense is floating upwards, but the black cigarettes that Xu Buhuo lights are falling downward.

Burning incense to worship, I saw my grandmother with three sticks every time. Xu Buhuo is only one, I asked him why he only burned one, he ignored me, took the lit incense, walked around the coffin, and as he walked, his fingers kept changing ways and poked on the coffin.

He walked three times clockwise, Xu Buhuo walked three times counterclockwise, he did not put the black incense back into the incense burner in front of the coffin, but took a piece of blood soil left over from the magic circle during the day, put it on the head of the coffin and inserted it, so that the smoke fell on the lid of the coffin and rolled everywhere.

"Mr. Xu, what kind of incense are you?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Dead man's incense."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, thinking it was just incense, how to take this name. After that, Xu Buhuo carried a small bench and sat at the door to continue to nap half-dead, while I knelt in front of the coffin to burn paper for my grandmother.

During this period, the wind kept pouring in from outside the door, blowing the lights of the soul lamp swaying from side to side, and I thought that my grandmother reminded me not to let the lights go out, so I got up and prepared to find something to cover.

Although Xu Buhuo was carrying the mourning hall with his back and his eyes closed, he seemed to know what I was going to do, and I was just about to move, when he said, "No need to cover it, the fire and wind of this lamp cannot be extinguished." ”

"Just blow it, the lights can't be blown out?"

"Hmph."

Xu Buhu seemed very unhappy, and said: "If you don't believe it, you can blow it yourself, and if you can blow it out, I'll call you Dad." ”

Is it really inextinguishable?

Xu Buhuo gave me the feeling that it really didn't look like a joke.

But having said that, I was afraid of what happened and didn't dare to try it.

After that, I also moved a small stool to sit next to Xu Buhuo, and I wanted to discuss with him what had happened in the past few days, but I heard his snoring sound coming from his snort.

Seeing this, I could only sit quietly by myself.

I lost my spirit, I was very sleepy, although I lay down for a while during the day, but a person who had nothing to do was most likely to be sleepy, so sleepy that my eyelids were fighting, and finally I couldn't help it, so I got up and moved.

A casual glance made my eyes almost fly out.

I found that there was something wrong with the black incense brought by Xu Buhuo.

The burning of black incense is too slow.

After the soul lamp was lit, I also gave my grandmother incense, and now it has long been burned to the end of the head, and then look at the black incense, from the ignition to the present, there is only about half a centimeter of incense ash on the incense head, and the incense ash that has not fallen on the coffin lid shows that for a while, the black incense has burned about half a centimeter away.

"At this speed, it can't be burned overnight, right?"

I can't imagine what kind of material black incense is made of, and it is so resistant to burning. After looking at it for a while, I was just about to continue walking, when a green light suddenly appeared in the mourning hall, and it became thicker and thicker.

Looking at the light source, my whole body couldn't help but tighten. The soul lamp in front of the coffin was originally yellow, but it changed color at some point, slightly green, and at first glance it looked like a green flame.

"Xu, Mr. Xu."

I don't know why the lights of the Soul Lamp are like this, but with my intuition, I think it's a bad omen.

As soon as the shouting fell, Xu Buhuo, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, stood up with a snort. He didn't turn his head to look at the light of the Soul Lamp, but stared out the door.

"Woo ......"

At this moment, Uncle Li's dog next door suddenly barked.

Then, not far away, a dog followed and barked, and in about three to five seconds, the dogs in the whole village barked. It's like they've seen something nasty, and they're screaming very fiercely, very violently.

Suddenly, the whole village was filled with the sound of dogs, and I was panicked when I heard it.

In the middle of the night, it is normal for one or two dogs to bark. But the dogs in the whole village were barking like crazy, and they didn't have to think about it to know that this phenomenon was abnormal.

Legend has it that dogs can see things that people can't see.

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but think: Is she coming?

Crazy dog barking, I was overwhelmed.

I also heard Uncle Li next door getting up and snoring his dog, thinking that no matter how angry he scolded, his dog was neighing.

The fierce barking of the dog made my heart unspeakable. Just when I couldn't help but ask Xu Buhuo what was going on, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The dogs of the entire village seemed to stop making noises in an instant.

The disappearance of the scream suddenly made me not react, and I subconsciously turned my head to look at Xu Buhuo who was standing next to me, wanting to see if he could give an explanation.

"Bang."

The door of the small courtyard was knocked on from the outside, and I was so frightened that my whole body trembled, and I shouted in a trembling voice: "Who?" ”

Seeing that no one responded, I was about to open the door, and as soon as I took a step, I was grabbed by a hand on the shoulder.

Xu Buhuo shook his head slightly at me and motioned not to open the door.

"Bang."

The door of the small courtyard rang again, and I shouted again, but there was still no response from outside.

It's human, and it's impossible not to speak up.