Chapter 137: The Red-Haired Savage

"What's going on?" I pointed outside and asked Grandpa. That's when I noticed my grandfather's tired expression.

"It's just a little trick." Grandpa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied, "I just blocked the moonlight with a gauze towel and destroyed the existence of the green-haired water demon." Judging by the changes it had just made, its bones were no longer under the water. ”

"Not under the water? Where's that? I asked. I thought that if the bones of the green-haired water demon were not under the water, then where can we find them?

Grandpa took a deep breath and said, "Did you just see that?" When it came to attack me, it turned into a lot of fish. ”

"Hmm." I nodded.

"So I speculate that it's no longer a complete skeleton. It was eaten by fish in the reservoir. Now, many fish have its bones in their stomachs. ”

"So what should we do?"

"Catch all those fish and bury them all." Grandpa's tone was sonorous.

"Is that the equivalent of burying it?"

Grandpa nodded.

The next day, the child's mother paid for all the fish in the reservoir. The contractor of the reservoir cast a net to catch all the fish in the reservoir.

Although the green-haired water demon did not keep his promise, his grandfather still asked someone to dig a particularly large pit on the top of the mountain, bury all the fish caught in the deep pit, and then erect a tombstone with Bingbing's name written on it.

After doing this, the grandfather said to the child's mother, "All right, we can collect the soul." ”

I know "soul collection", and "soul collection" is also called "soul shouting", and I have personally experienced it. It was when I was very young, and I came back from herding cattle in the mountains with a high fever. The fourth grandmother said that my soul was lost on the mountain, and asked my mother to help me call my soul at night. That was my first and only "soul crying".

When the moon came out at night, I lay quietly on the bed, and my mother opened the door and went out, shouting as she walked, "Liang Zai, come back." It's getting late, don't play outside, come back! "I shouted all the way to the mountains I had been to during the day. The night in the countryside is very quiet, and even if my mother walks three or four miles away, I can still clearly hear the fluttering sound in my bed at home.

Every time my mother shouted: "Liang Zai, don't be greedy, come back." ”

I had to answer once at home, "Okay, I'm back!" ”

Mom shouted again: "Liang Zai, it's late, come back!" ”

I replied, "Huh! Come back! ”

Mom walked to where I had been during the day, and turned back, shouting all the way, and I had to keep answering. In this way, my soul hears my mother's cry and hears my answer, and it will obediently walk back the way it came, back into my body.

But this kid who was killed by the green-haired water demon was a little different. We have to get his soul out of the water before we can "call his soul" home.

The child's mother planted three sticks of incense in the place where he slipped down, burned some paper money, and put the river lantern into the reservoir. A small boat made of folded paper and a lit candle was placed in the boat to make a river lantern.

The candlelit river lanterns float on the water, and the child's mother has to follow the river lanterns. Where the river lantern touched the shore, the child's mother could start crying out in that place.

My grandfather and I were there too. At the beginning, the river lantern did not come ashore, and the child's mother followed the bank of the reservoir for more than half an hour, and she was very anxious.

Grandpa put his hands in front of his mouth, made a trumpet shape, and shouted, "Hello! ”

This kind of funny way dad will too. When we were in the fields for the autumn harvest, Dad often did this, and we could get a cool wind. Dad was drenched in sweat on the threshing machine, so he stopped for a moment, put down the rice in his hand, and shouted into the depths of the mountain: "Hello! The first syllable of "Hello" is shouted in three tones, and the latter "Hello" is shouted in a flat voice. Even now, more than 10 years later, I can still remember my father's loud whistle. Then, a cool breeze blew to dispel the heat.

Dad told me that this is a way to tease the wind. I've tried many times, but I rarely succeeded.

As soon as Grandpa's "Hello" sound came out, a gust of wind immediately came to the scene, blowing the river lamp on the reservoir to quickly land on the shore.

The child's mother hurriedly ran to the side of the river lantern and shouted, "Child, it's getting late, go home." ”

Then I heard a voice from Thrush Village in the distance: "Okay, I'm back." It was the child's voice answering at home, empty and distant in the silence of the night.

With such a shout and an answer, I, my grandfather, and the child's mother slowly walked back to the village. There was a pungent fishy smell floating in the night wind......

After sending the child's mother home, my grandfather and I walked into the dimly lit aisle. There was a glimmering lamp at the end of the road, and it was Grandpa's house.

Grandpa coughed twice, this time it wasn't because he was smoking too much, I could tell it was a deliberate throat clearing.

"That ......," Grandpa said, "That's it, Liang Zai." ”

"Huh?" I turned my head to look at him, because it was so dark that I could only see the light and dim butts of my grandfather's cigarette. Grandpa slurred, and seemed to have something unspeakable.

"I, I don't want to hunt ghosts anymore." Grandpa's cigarette butt lit up again, and then quickly dimmed.

"Stop catching ghosts?" I was surprised. I know that Grandpa's body is no longer good, and too much smoking has smoked half of Grandpa's lungs. Maybe it's grandpa's body that's too tired, maybe grandpa's heart is too tired, or both. However, I'm still hiding the things about the ghost. If grandpa quits and doesn't do it, what will happen when the ghost reappears? There is also that water ghost mountain father, I flipped through the "Hundred Techniques Exorcism" and suddenly found that the place where he was buried happened to be the location of the resurrection soil. It is highly likely that the corpse of the mountain daddy will evolve into a "red-haired savage".

"Red-haired savage" is the title of the place, and it is called "red-haired ghost" in "Hundred Arts". The reason for its formation is that if the organs of the corpse are buried in the resurrection place without material damage, it is very likely to evolve into a red-haired ghost.

What is the Resurrection Land? This is more fertile and barren than the land for farming, where not a single hair grows, but the fertile land grows with poles. This is in terms of nutrients in the land, which provide the elements that the plants need, thus promoting the growth of the plants. If the essence of the land is separated, the land can also be divided into two categories: barren and fertile. Because most of the land receives direct sunlight, the essence does not gather, and it evaporates like water. There are only a very small number of lands that not only do not evaporate the essence, but will constantly absorb other essence.