A few months after Ma Jun moved next to Wenwen's grave, his grandfather's fifty-fifth birthday arrived. Grandpa invited relatives, friends, and neighbors to dinner together. The horsemen also came, and from time to time he scratched the red marks on his neck with chopsticks. I asked him what he was doing.

He said, "Itchy. This is often the case. ”

I said, "Is it inflammation?" Why don't you go to the doctor? ”

He said: "Why didn't I go to see it, the hospital went to more than a dozen hospitals, and they all said that I was roped here, and it subsided naturally after two days." But, you see, I can't get rid of it, I'm afraid it's going to be with me for the rest of my life. ”

Grandpa blamed, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I have a solution. ”

Ma Bing said: "I can't find so many hospitals, are you better at treating my disease than so many doctors?" You say come and hear it. ”

Grandpa said, "The tongue of the hanger can't be retracted, so she doesn't have a comfortable day for your neck." You go back and cut off the beam where Wenwen hanged, and the mark on your neck will soon fade naturally. ”

I asked my grandfather again: "Isn't Ma Jun afraid of being there alone?" ”

Grandpa smiled and said, "He's talking to Wenwen now." ”

I said, "How do you know he's talking to Wenwen right now?" You can't see him again. But at the same time, I thought of catching the ghost, and my grandfather suddenly said in the next room, "Butcher, what are you crying about?" "Could it be that grandpa has clairvoyance?

Grandpa pretended to be mysterious and said, "My primordial spirit can be separated." ”

"Genshin separation?" I asked, puzzled.

In fact, I have heard this statement a long time ago, and it was said by a junior high school teacher. The teacher said, don't steal the things of the crooked Taoist priest, although he is not in the temple, but he knows exactly who stole his things and what he stole. He can separate the spirit.

We didn't believe it, so we instigated a classmate to steal a small three-legged incense tripod while the crooked Taoist priest was not in the temple. Later, the crooked Taoist priest really found the school and found the classmate to ask for Xiangding. The classmate insisted that he did not steal. The crooked Taoist priest said, "I tripped over you at that time, did you forget?" ”

The classmate recalled that when he entered the door, he did trip over a small chair with a broken leg, but how could the crooked Taoist know about it, so he gritted his teeth and said that he had not stolen his things. The crooked Taoist priest picked up the leg of the classmate's trousers, and there were indeed scars on his calf that had been tripped.

The classmate couldn't deny it, so he had to return Xiao Xiangding to the crooked Taoist. Since then, none of us students have dared to go to that broken temple to steal anything.

Is Grandpa's "Separation of Spirits" the same as that of a crooked Taoist?

I saw that my grandfather only drank his wine, ignored me, and asked without giving up: "Grandpa, what is the separation of the primordial spirits." You said you want to teach me some knowledge about ghost hunting, how can you go back? ”

Grandpa smiled, his eyes shone brightly, and he said happily, "If you really want to learn, I'll tell you." ”

I nodded repeatedly. The horsemen also listened with interest.

Grandpa smacked his lips and said, "You imagine that you are still standing there, your eyes are constantly observing the changes in the surrounding environment, so that you can walk away and imagine that your other self is still standing there, if you have a certain amount of skill, you can make it possible for the body to leave but the original spirit to stay in place." ”

Ma Bing looked at me and said, "Uncle Ma is really, your grandson hasn't learned anything, where does he have a certain amount of skill?" ”

Grandpa smiled, looked at me with two eyes, and then said seriously, "Don't you want to read that ancient book?" I'll give it to you in two days. ”

I couldn't believe my ears.

Grandpa looked at me in surprise and touched my head: "It turns out that there is a reason why I didn't show you, but since you want to learn so much, I'll show you." I'm fifty-five, and my strength is not as good as before, so it's good to have your help. ”

When the horsemen returned from eating, they sawed off the beam of the house where Wenwen had hanged and replaced it with a new log. After a long time, the mark on his neck disappeared.

But before the horsemen could rejoice, something happened to the dwarf woman again!