As I stepped through the door, I glanced back at the strange figure, where it was still standing, but I wasn't too worried about the ghost, especially when it was here.

You know, when my father was seventeen or eighteen years old, it happened that an old gentleman who knew some metaphysical secrets wanted to accept a closed disciple, so he went. came and went, my father left the school, became a Taoist priest in the village alone, and married my grandmother, and the two had a total of eight children.

And my father and brothers followed my grandfather to learn the law at a very young age, and my grandfather also accepted a lot of foreign apprentices, in the past few decades, whether it is really knowing the secret art of metaphysics, or swaggering and deceiving, the Ning family is also famous for the "Mr. Taoist" family, where can I not see a little storm.

Although the yin aura is terrifying, the idle ghosts can't get close to the body of a character like my father, so don't worry.

Sure enough, when I came out with water and rice again, the strange figure was no longer there, only the sound of heated discussions at Uncle Yang's house next door was still transmitted in the air.

As I said before, some of the things that have happened in the past few days since I last saw Mr. and then Halloween are like this.

Thinking about it carefully, the origin of this incident was originally the Gong family opposite the Earth Mother Temple, and there were more than a dozen families in the big turn that went straight out of the Dashui Well, which also belonged to the category of Goya. On the street, an uncle named Gou'er of the Gong family, and an older brother who has a cousin relationship lives there. At first, his cousin-in-law fell into the lake and drowned for some reason.

According to the customs of the villagers in the southwest region, after a person dies, he must find a mage to calculate the day of the sutra and burial, and then hold a water and land dojo for the deceased, which is generally four to seven days, and a ritual contains many rituals with different functions, such as the initiation of the scriptures, the opening of the road, the breaking of hell, the breaking of the blood river, etc.

The master of his cousin's transcendent ritual is my master. Before, everything was quite normal by then, except that someone seemed to have heard a faint sound in the coffin when this was going on, there was nothing worth mentioning, and the problem was on the day of the funeral of the dead.

According to the ritual regulations, before the coffin is moved, there is also a ritual to break the blood river, which is to put two small bricks in front of the coffin of the deceased, and then put a bowl of chicken blood on the brick itself.

I have been a master for many years, and I have done this thing no less than a hundred times. But it is said that on that day, my grandfather held a steel pestle, and when he went down, it happened to be crooked next to the bowl several times in a row. At that time, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became subtle; Fortunately, after all, the old man has been walking for many years, what kind of situation will not be encountered, he picked up the porcelain bowl without changing his face, threw it on the ground, and recited in his mouth, "Om in the body, three parts, eight scenes, thirty-nine gods, sixteen thousand talisman gods, Om Ye Ye Yelang, three waves of socks to bind the sun Luo Hu", I don't know what it means.

I just didn't expect it, but the porcelain bowl was not only not broken, but it was also placed on the ground upright after it fell.

The master's face was a little dignified. Uncle Wu and my grandfather are almost the same generation of old people, but they are not old-hearted, and he took the lead in coaxing and shouted at my grandfather: "Mr. Ning, I'm afraid your strength will not work." ”

The master didn't pay attention to him, and he knocked it down again with enough strength, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the green tendons on his hands and his breath-holding face.

The bowl was broken, and the largest fragment flew down in the middle of the coffin and covered it squarely, and before everyone could come back to their senses, they suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance: "Uncle Wu, your eldest granddaughter has drowned in Mawo Lake in Yangjiapo." ”

"What are you talking about, your mouth is rotten when you talk nonsense." Uncle Wu sat on the ground all of a sudden, and the person next to him hurriedly stretched out his hand and didn't hold it. Here, the women of the Gong family were buried, and my grandfather and their clothes didn't have time to change before they arrived at Mawo Lake in Yangjiapo.

This little girl of the Wu family, that is, the little girl who had soaked in the lake at the beginning and lost her skin, and later because the corpse had stinked, she directly threw the dead child's body in the corpse forest.

Later, on the third or fourth day, two eleven-year-old boys drowned in Mawo Lake, a pair of cousins, who were the two little grandsons of the Tan family that Yang Erbo just said. Because of some kinship, even if I don't like to stay in crowded places, I also went to the Tan family's "New Night" ceremony on the day of the ceremony.

The night ritual only started at midnight, the wind was blowing, not winter, and I clearly felt a cold, and some of the fallen leaves were carried by the wind and flew away, and there was really a feeling of being misty and the spring road was boundless.

I stood in the middle of a group of people, watching from afar as my father led the whole ritual with his stepwork and walk-through patterned footwork, followed by my father and my uncle as assistants, as well as seven or eight little apprentices and a group of relatives and friends of the deceased, walking around the two small coffins containing the remains.

The incense candles used for the sacrifice next to it emitted a lot of smoke, and the smoke was all around the crowd, making people's eyes astringent. I quietly avoided exiting and walked outside the Dharma hall with seven or eight people scattered.

Once, I suddenly saw a person standing in the distance in the green of a tree, covered with black clothes and black fur, unable to see his expression, just so quiet, standing far away on the top of the tall treetop, exuding a deadly mystery and elegance all over his body. I still don't understand how I saw my husband at a glance in the black night sky, and he didn't come, and I didn't go over.

It's also strange to say, obviously since the woman of the Gong family got into trouble, the family has told their children that even Yang Jiapo is not allowed to approach, but there are still people who have accidents one after another. It happened to be yesterday, I heard that the Tan family went to my grandfather's house again, and I don't know anything about what happened in the middle, only that my father has never been out until now.

Getting back to the point, after Dad finished spilling the rice, we went back to the house together to see that Mom had already served all the meals and was preparing incense and candles to worship. Even though it was Halloween, my mom bought me a cake, round and chocolate-colored, with a circle of flowers circled with red cream on the side, and a not-so-beautiful "Happy Birthday!" written in the middle. During the day, Yang Boniang also sent a bag of fruit in advance.

There were eleven sticks of wax on the cake, and the flame of the eleven flame was shaking on the tip of the thin candle, the core was red, the middle was yellow, and the outside was wrapped in a large section of blue.

Under the reflection of the flames, everyone's face refracted a faint blue light.

As soon as I was about to make a wish, Ning Yu blew out the flames in one go, and said, "You're too grinding." ”

The room was dark again, and I could hear almost everyone's breathing and heartbeat, as well as a wisp of wind that blew up in an instant, and the treetops outside the window rustled softly.

"Don't be naughty, your sister hasn't made a wish yet." Mom spoke on the side, and the face that fell into the darkness, although the expression was not real, but the face with a slight smile had already appeared in my mind.

Dad was busy and said, "Forget it, turn on the light and cut the cake." ”

I turned around and touched the switch on the back, and the moment I pressed it lightly, there was a heavy weight on the top of my head.

It was Mr. who accompanied me, he stroked it with a cool big hand, if it was said that I felt a moment of unhappiness just now because Ning Yu blew out the candle without authorization, then I don't care at this time, because no one knows better than me, I am already much luckier than anyone else, how fortunate it is to have a gentleman who is lying dormant in the dark by his side.

This is a person who is not prosperous even if the mountains and rivers change, but he is moved by the fact that I am an edge and a corner that is consumed by the world.

"Bang" The room instantly lit up.

They pulled out the candle and threw it aside, the father picked up a plastic knife to cut the cake, and the mother and Ning Yu sat steadily on the stool.

"Knock knock knock ......" A knock sounded on the door,