In 2013, I heard that Ocean Park's Halloween had Sister Roland running the course. So I resolutely bought the tickets and prepared to go over and have a look. Sister Luo Lan is an old Hong Kong lady I like, and the ghost movies she starred in are always very meaningful, and they can also remind me of many old women in the industry. For Halloween, I am very preferenced. All kinds of people dressed up as ghosts at home and abroad seem to me to be cute. Especially all kinds of haunted houses, even fake ones. I still like it very much. So book your train tickets and hotel on it. rushed over single-handedly

After passing through the customs at Guangzhou East Railway Station, I got on the train. The journey was smooth. When I arrived at the Hung Hom train station in Hong Kong, I still had to go through a border check, but while I was waiting in line, something happened that was very strange for ordinary people, and it was very blatant. In front of me was a local woman from Hong Kong. Since the line was very long, I let me observe her old lady for a long time, with a kind face, even a bit like Sister Roland. She should be over seventy years old, slightly hunchbacked, although she is deaf and clear-sighted, but her movements are a little sluggish on the surface, she looks alone, but strangely, she will bow her head from time to time to speak to the left-hand side. Speaks Cantonese and very quickly. I've heard it many times, probably all of those, don't run around. Go back and buy you something delicious, you're going to cheer me up or something. The people around me were very surprised, and at first I thought it was a spoof, but after a long time, everyone felt a little weird, and everyone looked at the old woman intentionally or unintentionally. The old woman didn't have any taboos to say whatever she wanted. She didn't take other people's attention seriously at all, and she still chatted with the air on her left hand, and it seemed natural. It's like there's someone next to her.

It stands to reason that most people will only think that this old woman is mentally problematic when they see this situation, but I think this old woman's spirit is fine, even if there is really a person on the left-hand side, it is normal in my opinion. It's just that this person just used to be human. Just when the people around me thought that the old woman was 80% mentally abnormal, I felt that the old woman was 80% normal, because I did feel that her left side was a little unusual, not that I could see, but just an intuition, a kind of professional sensitivity. Moreover, in the handbag on her left, you can vaguely see some worship things inside. Although I don't know what it is, I can still see some of the sigils on it, especially when the old woman says a sentence and wait for me to go back and refine you to see how naughty you are, I am even more sure that this thing is unusual.

Refined. Is it to refine the soul?

I felt a pang of discomfort in my heart. It's a big deal, now that it's happened. I can't sit idly by. When I was thinking about how to approach this old woman, she also arrived at the security checkpoint, and when she went to the window, I couldn't wait to take out the pass. Because I want to get through security as soon as possible. I can follow up and ask which old woman, as expected, when passing the customs, which old woman still looks at her left hand side from time to time, as if she is afraid that someone will get lost... This move made the customs staff also puzzled, but they didn't say anything. After she passed, it was my turn.

After handing over the documents respectfully, I tried my best to make an expression of the ID photo to cooperate with the customs inspection, because the old woman had already gone farther and farther. Due to the good-looking. It was a quick one. Less than a minute. The customs officer handed me the papers. I ran away as if I was in a hurry to smuggle milk powder. But fortunately, the old woman was still in my sight and did not go far, so I immediately followed.

But when I went to the old woman, I found that I hadn't found the right topic to talk to her. I followed her all the way out of the hall, just as I pondered what topic to use to approach the old woman.

She walked to the side of the road and prepared to stop a taxi. I can't care so much about it at this time. I hurriedly walked up to the old woman and asked, "Where are you going?" Maybe we can share the same road. The car is really not easy to play. She obviously didn't have much of a guard. She said I'm going to Mong Kok East, are you stopping by? I didn't hesitate to say, well, I'll go over there too.

From Hung Hom to Mong Kok East, there is only one station if you take the subway. But it's a long way off. I didn't say much after getting in the car. Took the initiative to do it as a co-pilot. And the old woman naturally sat in the back seat, and I knew that even if she was given the co-pilot, she would not sit down. Because she's more than alone.

The roads in Hong Kong are narrow. There are many cars, nine bends and eighteen bends. But even so, the taxi drivers there drove smoothly. They don't worry at all that someone else will suddenly change lanes. So don't hesitate when overtaking. Have to admit that at this point. They're better than we do. Less than half an hour. The old woman said: How much did it cost. I hastened to say that I'm here too. I'll give it first, and then I'll count it when I get out of the car.

I paid the money and got out of the car, and the old woman wanted to give me the money. I said, "No, old woman, it's going to be along anyway. The old woman was a little embarrassed and said, thank you. Then he said to her left hand, "See no." That's the good guys. Seeing that she didn't shy away at all, I stopped squirming and pinching. I asked, "Old woman. Did you bring your soul here?

She paused for a moment, and then said, "Do you really believe that what I'm doing is true?" I said, why don't you believe it? She said that people nowadays think I'm crazy. They didn't say it, but that's what they meant in their eyes. So I'm also getting less and less concerned. There are no taboos. Sure enough, it was. I asked her where this soul came from.

She said four words plainly: "I bought it from the mainland." The tone of the speech was as if I was asking about something ordinary.

Although I have also heard that there are many places that do ghost trading business, such as Kuman Thong in Thailand, Buddha card. There are also small ghosts in Guangdong, Xiangchuan, Hong Kong and Macao. They are all made from infant spirits. But I haven't really seen the soul that I bought.

I said, "The old woman, surnamed Liu, is from the mainland, and I heard you say that you want to refine it. What do you do?

She suddenly looked at me a little wary, and I quickly added: I don't mean anything else, I also deal with ghosts. So a little curious. Can I follow you and have a look? By the way, learn to understand. The old woman said, "In that case, it can be regarded as a friend. Old lady, I lived alone for a long time, and my home was always deserted, and I rarely had a talking partner. Then come with me to my room and sit down.

I was relieved to hear the old woman's permission. He said, "Thank you, senior, I'll invite you to dinner." I was indeed hungry at that time.

Then I found a tea restaurant. I took the initiative to put three sets of chopsticks, and the old woman nodded appreciatively to me. After eating, he followed the old woman to her house

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During this time of eating. The old woman told me a lot about what she was doing now. The old woman's surname is Chen. Shantou, Guangdong. When you are young, you do something that deals with spirits. Later, I came to Hong Kong to settle down, and I still do this business. But now it's to help people refine ghosts, supply some celebrities, shopping malls and officialdom to use, I heard that many celebrities in Hong Kong are raising ghosts, for Kuman Tong and Buddha cards. It's almost to the point where everyone knows about it, because this kind of stuff is really useful. I know that many people use the power of ghosts and gods to change their fortunes. After becoming famous, he used a lot of money to do good deeds and atone for his sins.

This is a no-brainer. But once it becomes a market. When the supply of imps available for refining exceeds demand. There will be a lot of things that are very morally damaging. Even many are against humanity. It is not for nothing that there are people who forcibly refine souls.

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I followed Granny Chen into her house, and when she turned on the light, I knew what the real cold was. The room was dimly lit. Heavy black curtains blocked the windows. Only a little light can be penetrated, and there is a row of shrines on the right side of the room, and at a glance, I thought there was a row of coffins. There is a chair next to each altar. There is a table on the opposite side of the shrine, which is circular.

The perimeter of the table is plastered with various yellow symbols. I didn't understand it. Truth be told, I know not a thousand, but eight hundred. But I can't understand more than eighty percent of her talismans. It's really a mountain across the faction.

Granny Chen said, you sit casually, I will deal with this soul, out of taboo. I said, "Senior, you get busy first, I'll go to the bathroom." Granny Chen waved her hand and said, "Don't avoid it, that's all the rules of the mainland. I have no taboos here, if you can learn what you are capable of, my old woman has no heirs anyway. ”

I said then I'm going to bother, and after saying that, Granny Chen said into the air. Go ahead and find your own spot. Then start lighting candles and burning incense. And also took out a few bronze mirrors. They were placed on the three god platforms, and after a series of things were done, they said to me, you are psychologically accurate. I nodded, knowing something weird was coming.

Sure enough, it didn't take a while. The spirits of the three children slowly appeared on the chairs in front of the three altars with bronze mirrors

Zhenzhen sat on the chair. Eyes were fixed on the table in front of me where I was standing. It felt like staring at me. I'm a little stunned though. But I wasn't really scared either. Seeing that I was not afraid, Granny Chen began to beckon me to help, and she took out a tribute box and asked me to put the tribute on the table. I answered, and then naturally I was done. Away from that table.

Granny Chen gave an order, and two of the three little spirit gods rushed to the table and began to enjoy the offerings, while the other one was still sitting on a chair, and had no intention of moving, it should be the new soul that was brought from the inside this time. Granny Chen hurriedly walked over, patted the little spirit god on the head, and then recited a spell that I didn't understand, and the little spirit god not only did not go to the table, but began to cry, and stared at Granny Chen with a sad face.

At this time, it was only less than two minutes, and the two souls who enjoyed the offering had returned to the stool of the shrine, and at the same time that Granny Chen put away the two bronze mirrors, the two souls gradually disappeared. Only the little spirit god who was newly brought over looked like he was not disciplined. I walked over and asked Granny Chen. What's going on, she said, this soul was taken from a newly acquainted master in the mainland, and he said that it had been dealt with, and I didn't look at it at the time. Unexpectedly, this soul has not been dealt with at all. And it seems that it is not suitable for refining soul products.

I asked her what kind of soul she was referring to that was suitable for refining into a soul product. Because I've never heard of a spirit god that is suitable for refining into soul products. Granny Chen told me that some babies died unexpectedly, and their longevity was not over, so they will not be accepted below. Instead of wandering around and being a lonely ghost. It is better to use it to refine soul products, enjoy the offerings of the Lord, and reincarnate as soon as possible.

After Granny Chen finished speaking, I nodded thoughtfully, and then casually asked again, so what's going on?

Granny Chen said: Judging from the current situation, it should be that this soul is not the end of its life, but is caused by forcibly collecting the soul. That Taoist is really unreliable. Doing these things that are against the conscience of God. She looked angry when she finished speaking......

I said: what are you going to do, senior.

She said: I can only go back one more time.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, after Granny Chen finished saying that she was going to send it back, the little spirit god stopped crying, and I took a closer look at the little spirit god who was sitting upright on the chair, about three years old. If you ignore that pale and somewhat scary face, he is really a very cute little boy.

At this time, he looked around, and he looked terrified of this strange place. I crouched down and asked, "Kid, do you know where you're from?" He just shook his head. His face was expressionless, and he looked at me with empty eyes. And then yelling to go home. Going home. I grabbed a rattle toy from the dining table and turned it around at the frequency of knocking on the wooden fish, and the sound of the knock was very abrupt. Requiem mantra while shaking the rattle. After a while, the little spirit god actually grinned. Innocent, as if he didn't know he was dead, he raised his hand to take the rattle in my hand. But I knew that even if I gave it, it wouldn't be able to hold it, and my heart ached, nothing in this world belonged to it anymore, even a small toy, it was like a bird in the forest that had lost its freedom to soar in the sky.

While teasing it, I asked Granny Chen, where did you buy this soul?

Granny Chen said: Originally, there was a Taoist who cooperated for a long time, and there will always be some souls on his side that can't be overdue, and no one worships them, and in the end they can only become lonely souls and wild ghosts. I use this kind of soul to refine soul products. But this time, the Dao Master didn't have a suitable soul in his hands, so he recommended another colleague. From another colleague. Who knew this wasn't an empty soul at all. There are resentments, and they are not small. Not suitable for refining.

I said, "Do you want to send it back yourself?" Where to send it?

Granny Chen said: Where did you come from, where did you go back. The little one is poor and remembers to go home. It is estimated that it is not a natural death, and if you don't unravel its obsession, you don't know when you will be able to enter the transcendence. I don't know how the Dao Master's companion got this soul. It's so unethical. Alas, it makes my old lady a handful of years, and she has to toss back and forth. This industry is also tiring, and it is estimated that I will not be able to do it for another year. I really can't afford to toss.

I asked Granny Chen where the Taoist priest was, and she said it was in Shunde. As soon as I heard it, it was very close.

Hurriedly said to Granny Chen: If you can trust me, I will help you run. And I'll help with this little guy too. Granny Chen said: I must trust you, I see people very accurately. You're not the kind of person who doesn't keep your word.

I say thank you. I'm going to Ocean Park for another trip, so we'll come back to you tomorrow afternoon. She said I knew you kid wasn't here to come. You just fought with me in a taxi, right? I said I'm sorry senior, I didn't have any other way at the time. She said it's okay, you can go play quickly. It's not too early. I quickly asked Granny Chen's phone number and address. I left the old woman's house and called a taxi to go to my destination. It was supposed to be a great interest to come to Halloween. But when I see those parents and children playing various projects, I can't help but think of the little spirit spirit that Granny Chen's house is carrying at this time. I don't know if it's ever played with or seen these things.

At this moment, it is in a state of panic and anxiety to stay in Granny Chen's house, and what kind of memories does it have when it has always wanted to go back. I know that whether it is beautiful or painful, at least for it, it is the deepest and most affectionate. When I was playing in a Western earl's haunted house, I saw a dining table with various plates on it, and there were all kinds of dummy prosthetic limbs and fake children on the plates.

Natural selection of the fittest to survive, if it weren't for the professionalism of Granny Chen. Isn't that little spirit god just the same as the props in this plate? Will it become a kind of existence that can be slaughtered?

There was a knot in my heart, and the playfulness was no longer playful, I trotted all the way out of that haunted house, and the staff thought I was scared silly, but in fact I didn't have any feelings about those things at all, I just came to see the excitement, out of the haunted house, out of the playground. And out of my restless heart. I don't have any intention to play anymore. But it's getting late, and I can't bother Granny Chen.

Go back to the hotel, take a shower and go to bed. That night, my mind was full of the little spirit god reaching out for a rattle in my hand. That eager expression, as if that was its last wish, the last wish of this life. But I can't satisfy that seemingly effortless wish. All I can do is send it home. The place with its happy memories

Early the next morning, I called Granny Chen after eating early. Granny Chen was obviously eating breakfast, and she asked me suspiciously, didn't I just arrive in the afternoon?

I said there was nowhere to go, I better go back early, and she said that would be fine, you can come over now. I hurriedly left the room and went straight to Granny Chen's house, and when I arrived at Granny Chen's house, it was only past 8 o'clock. Granny Chen said that it had actually been prepared for a long time. She handed me a bronze mirror. Say the little guy is inside. You're going to cry out for souls, aren't you?

I said, well, I will.

After stroking the menstrual cramps, he put the bronze mirror in his bag, and asked Granny Chen for the phone number of the colleague. Get up and take your leave

Hurry to Guangzhou. As soon as I got out of Hong Kong, I quickly took out the phone and dialed the colleague, and without two rings, I connected the phone.

The other party asked me who I was looking for.

I didn't say much, and directly told him the purpose of looking for him, and he obviously felt a little embarrassed. I said I was Granny Chen's assistant. This thing is already in the past for you. It's all our business now, you need to tell me where you got this soul from, and I have to send it back to someone else and take care of it

He said an address, on a hill with a new grave not far from the mountain. He collected his soul on that grave

I said okay, thank you.

I'm a very strange person, I don't like to deal with strange peers who have a bad impression, no matter how good you are, no matter how senior you are, I have a bad impression of you, and I won't bother you. I won't slander you......

After getting the address I hung up. A few minutes later, the colleague called me again and said, "Either I'll deal with this with you." After all, it's my cause and effect. I said no, I can handle it, and now it's not your cause and effect, your effect doesn't deal with this matter anymore. He was silent for a moment and said, "Well, you're right. Thank you so much

I'm welcome. Then I hung up the phone, opened the bag in my arms, and touched the bronze mirror, the cold touch made me feel like it was crying again. After arriving in Guangzhou. When I got home and got my bag, I drove non-stop to the place that my colleague had said, which was a new grave and a lonely grave.

There are a few words engraved on the stele." The tomb of the beloved son xxx" also has the payment of the parents, and many local customs are that the child cannot erect a monument after his death, which also has a certain truth. But this pair of parents obviously does not have this taboo, in my opinion, at least two messages are revealed: first: this pair of parents does not care about these statements, just wants to give their children an explanation, and second: this pair of parents love their children very much. Facing the grave, I touched the bronze mirror inside my bag. I know it's not what it says it's going back to. I burned some paper money on the spot and worshipped, even though it was much smaller than me, and the worship was nothing more than a sign of respect.

But this worship was more of a reverence for life, and with the clue of my parents' names, I soon found out where they lived, which was a small three-story building in the village. There are traces of firecrackers around the small building, which should have just been a funeral. The husband and wife were not very old, and they looked very haggard, as if they were a little confused about my rash visit. I explained my intentions, and I didn't hesitate to tell the story from beginning to end. And tell them that your child has not yet been reincarnated, and that it is in my bag

They looked at me, obviously skeptical, because it was beyond their knowledge, but when I mentioned their recently deceased child, they were very heavy. In the midst of these two contradictions, they invited me into the house, and they led me directly to a children's room. I think that's the little guy's room.

I say close your doors and windows. Cover it with a cloth. Don't panic when you see anything later, they nodded violently, I know they are also Aiko. Knowing that I'm trying to help you create opportunities to meet, it's clear that I'm being self-inflicted again.

How could they be afraid, it was their own child, even if they had become spirits. But that kind of family affection, that kind of love, no fear can be crossed. I said, "You can communicate, but you can't touch it because it's fragile, it can fall apart at the touch and it won't take long. Cherish this last one. ”

Then I shouted out the soul,

The little one looked excited, and wanted to rush to his parents' side, so that the time would not end soon, so that they would not see each other

I'm smashing my soul in a hurry. But the child still has to rush into his mother's arms. What struck me a little unexpectedly was that the young mother was about to rush over and hug the little one, and that the father had no intention of stopping him

I quickly shouted, don't come here. It seemed to wake her up. She also stopped her steps, just shed tears vigorously, crying and shouting baby, baby, how are you. Mom misses you so much, my eyes are moist when I hear it, and the child is just crying vigorously. There was no substantive communication, but I should have thought that this would be the outcome.

After a few minutes, I couldn't stand the heart-rending scene anymore, and I said, "Okay, it's time to finish." ”

To my surprise, the end was relatively peaceful, and there was no reluctance, as if they had accepted this fact with each other......

Half a month ago, the husband and wife went out to run errands. Leaving the little guy to take a nap at home, which was supposed to take only 2 hours, took nearly 4 hours for various reasons. The little one wakes up and looks for his mother, only to find that there is no one at home. Crying and looking for my mother. I even opened the door and prepared to go downstairs to find my mother.

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Wait until they come back from their errands. I only saw the little guy lying flat next to the sharp corner shoe cabinet, and a pool of red like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

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Life is really not that strong sometimes

One ignores the other

Maybe it can cause a loss that you can't regret <