After I got home, I kept this in my heart, as soon as I calmed down, my mind was full of the bloody look on Chen Xian's face.

Today, I had an early dinner at home, a pot of pork slices and cabbage soup, and the side dishes were stir-fried sauerkraut and shredded carrots with minced meat, stir-fried pork slices with garlic, and a plate of cold eggplant.

As soon as I picked up my small half bowl of rice, the chopsticks reached into the pot, and the tender yellow cabbage was opened, and the first thing I saw was a pot of blood tofu that my dad loved to eat. Then it trickles out of the mouth that never closes, drips to the chest, opens up, spreads......

"Uh...... The chopsticks in my hand suddenly couldn't go down.

I withdrew my hand again.

After hastily picking up the rice in the bowl, I went out for a walk after eating, which is my habit, and I have to go out for a walk after eating.

I have my own often used to take the route, one is to go down the street, to the ancient archway and turn back, one is to go to the direction of the village committee office, to the village committee to turn around, and finally to the direction of the primary school, during the day will generally go into the primary school to walk around twice before returning.

The archway is far away, not suitable for going after dinner, the village committee and the primary school are on the street, to the street corner fork, towards the street entrance to the past, just happened to meet the mother temple next to the tofu of Grandma Wu and the door of Grandma Li idle.

I don't know what the two of them said, but when they saw me, they stopped.

Since the death of her eldest granddaughter, Grandma Wu has been depressed, and it was not until the past few days that I heard that she had recovered a little.

I went up and greeted the two of them.

Grandma Wu said, "Has Ning Qiao eaten?" What are you going to do at this time? ”

Just ate it and want to go out for a walk. I replied with a smile.

Grandma Li also said: "Yes, the weather is good today, so you can indeed walk." ”

Grandma Wu asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"I don't know, maybe go for a walk next to the elementary school." I say.

"Huh, elementary school? If you dare to go to elementary school alone, they all say that the elementary school is haunted. Grandma Wu said again.

Listening to Grandma Wu's words, Grandma Li raised her eyebrows and said heroically: "Ah, don't scare the children, what the hell is there, Teacher Luo's family doesn't all live in the school, and they haven't seen any ghosts!" ”

I didn't say anything, Grandma Wu continued: "Yes, yes, you haven't heard from others, their family is because they live in such a place to make it what it is now, the school is very evil, I heard that on the mountain behind the school, there is a ghost Bodhisattva that has been abolished......"

"Bah, bah, ......" Grandma Li suddenly interrupted Grandma Wu's words, and then folded her hands and made three gestures in one direction, and muttered: "There are strange models, there are strange ......."

Actually, I don't blame Grandma Li for this appearance, I have heard the name of the ghost bodhisattva very early.

In fact, most people in Goya don't believe in ghosts, including my mother.

However, if you are talking about ghosts and bodhisattvas, then everyone on the street, whether they believe in ghosts or not, will talk about it, including my mother.

There's no other reason than because it's so scary.

According to the old people, before the reform and opening up, all large families would invite ghosts and bodhisattvas to worship in their homes, so as to show the prosperity of the high-ranking families.

There are a lot of exquisiteness in sacrificing ghosts and bodhisattvas, first of all, the first major event is the feast, and the general standard is "a big celebration in three years, a small celebration at the beginning of the year, and a small celebration at the end of the year." This means that anyone who has enshrined the ghost bodhisattva must invite relatives and friends to celebrate at the beginning and end of each year, and then hold a big feast every other year to celebrate it.

Then enshrine this thing to be a separate ancestral hall, this ancestral hall does not see the light, women are not allowed to enter, every day to be incense in the morning and evening, but also clean and not allowed to fall ashes, the people who go in to clean also men, it is best to go to the head of the family, go in and out is also particular, when you go in, you are not allowed to raise your eyes to look directly, you are not allowed to make loud noises, the people who go in to clean should be careful, not allowed to be presumptuous, and you are not allowed to turn around when you exit, you can only face the ghost Bodhisattva and exit the ancestral hall, and you can only turn around and walk normally after leaving the ancestral hall door.

Another point is that anyone who is pregnant and has not cleaned her menstrual affairs is not allowed to pass by the ancestral hall dedicated to the ghost bodhisattva.

Each of the above requirements is crucial, but if one is violated, the light Jiangdong Middle Road, the fate is bumpy, but most of them are crazy, crippled, and more serious are those who end in tragic deaths, some of them die alone, some families die, and some affect several generations. Moreover, this thing has a great temper, so it can only be invited, not sent away, especially the longer the period of worship, the more it cannot be sent for a month, because it is the same as people, and the older you are, the more effective it is.

As for why everyone is afraid of this thing? According to the old people, it was; Because at the beginning, Goya was an important post station in the southwest region, and there were many merchants who came and went, and many wealthy families developed in Goya through commerce, and in order to compete to show that they were big families, most of them worshiped ghosts and bodhisattvas.

However, since the land reform in 1947, landlords have been fighting all over the country and dividing up the land.

At that time, not only did the villages confiscate all the landlords' land and public land, but they also took over the landlords' livestock, farm tools, houses, grain, and other property, and expropriated most of the same property from other rich peasants.

Retribution came in waves.

Some families have since ceased to do big celebrations and small celebrations, and they are no longer as meticulous and careful as usual in the weekday offerings, but they are still enshrined, but they are still enshrined, but I didn't expect that in a few years, these families started with the male owner, killed, injured, sick and disabled, without exception, the men died or injured one after another, and all died or injured in a few years.

Then there are some families who directly carry the ghost bodhisattva out of the ancestral hall and throw it outside; This is serious, the lord once said, in fact, the ghosts and monsters in this world are not so terrible, they used to be people, good ghosts and evil ghosts, stranded in the world, nothing more than because there is something in the heart that can't let go, and there is something to ask for.

And the ghost bodhisattva, this thing doesn't know where it comes from, it's stingy by nature, and it's the most uncontaminated. As the saying goes, it is easy to please the gods and it is difficult to send the gods, and the ghost bodhisattva is even more so, if you no longer worship the ghost bodhisattva and want to send it away, you must exchange a life, you have to find someone to carry it out, and throw it as far away as possible.

The person who carried it out was the one who gave his life.

Most of them will die in the place where they threw the ghost bodhisattva away, and some of them who are more lucky, after escaping the catastrophe at that time, will immediately become delirious, and then die in exchange for a few more years in the world.

But what exactly does a ghost bodhisattva look like? Although it is still present in Goya, I have never seen it.

I've only heard my grandfather talk about his personal experience once until now, something related to ghosts and bodhisattvas. I don't nominate or say that I don't have a surname, I just say that there is a family, and the family is so poor that there are only two brothers left.

Later, the younger brother wanted to marry a wife, and the family didn't have many houses, and he really couldn't afford to worship the ghosts and bodhisattvas left by the elders.

Because the younger brother is going to marry a wife, the brothers discussed and decided to carry the ghost Bodhisattva out together and throw it under the cliff, the brothers just discussed, the younger brother fell out and broke his leg, the elder brother felt that this was the ghost Bodhisattva heard the words of the two to warn them, so early in the morning, the elder brother carried the ghost Bodhisattva out alone and threw it under the cliff despite the dissuasion of his younger brother.

When my brother came home, he didn't say a word, and the next morning, he walked to the cliff and jumped off.

The whole person fell into a blur of flesh and blood, and the corpse could not be picked up, but the ghost Bodhisattva he threw down was nowhere to be found.

The younger brother thought that his family was not good and he didn't have so much money to organize the funeral, so he had to bury his brother under the cliff on the spot.

Two years later, one day, my brother's wife noticed that he was groggy and got up early in the morning and went outside, and she didn't know what was going on with him, so she secretly followed him, and found him walking away as if he were talking to someone......

His wife followed him all the way until he came to the edge of a cliff, and when she saw him approaching the cliff as if she were about to jump, she gasped in fright and woke him up with a loud voice.