Later, a washerman found a shoe on the south bank of the lotus pond, and the man remembered that Daddy had been wearing such shoes, and he thought that Daddy had lost them when he was fighting with the water ghosts, so he picked up the shoes and went to Daddy's house to ask. After going back and forth, I finally figured out that the mountain father threw water while the people in the village were sleeping.

On the morning I woke up, the body of my father was found floating in the lotus leaves, exactly the same as when his daughter-in-law died. The village well-wishers borrowed a straw mat to wrap the mountain father and bury it next to his daughter-in-law. His relatives planted two cypress trees in front of the graves of his father and his wife.

Grandpa said: "He is stupid, how many times have I said it, I don't know anyone if I am a water ghost." You see, the water ghost was going to strangle him that day. Will the water ghost remember what happened in his life and strangle him? ”

My mother brought the decoction to my bedside and took a spoon to my mouth. Mom said, "So your grandfather can't go back for the time being, I'm afraid that Daddy will find other children." ”

Grandpa nodded, his face solemn. I was thinking in my heart, that soldier was just crying scary, the mountain father's daughter-in-law became a water ghost is obviously much more powerful than the little water ghost, grandpa said that he can't deal with it alone, and now the mountain father is a big man who has become a water ghost, I don't know how difficult it is to deal with. No wonder Grandpa's expression is not good-looking, it seems that things are getting worse and worse.

Daddy and their family are reunited. Only the spiritual buffalo is still alive in the sun.

People in the village were also more worried about their own safety and the safety of their children, and they came to my house to ask my grandfather what to do. Grandpa just shook his head and sighed.

The people in the village surrounded the grandfather and refused to leave, and they all begged: "Master Ma, you can help." If this water ghost is not eliminated, the village will not be at peace for a day. Because everyone more or less knows some of Grandpa's skills, they all call him "Master".

Grandpa still shook his head.

Another person said: "Master Ma, if you need anything, even if you ask, we can't let you work in vain, right?" If you don't help, this water ghost is looking for a stand-in, and the stand-in is looking for a stand-in. Without an end, how much damage will the village suffer? If you ask for money, we should give it too. As long as you're willing to help! ”

Grandpa is most afraid that people will send him things, and he is most afraid of sending money. My mother said that when I was not liberated, my young grandfather had studied the Four Books and Five Classics in a private school for a few years. I guess that my grandfather's feudal thinking is deep-rooted, and when it comes to money, I feel that there is no "gentleman's demeanor", that it is immoral to ask for money to help people do things, and that the concept of "a gentleman is poor and poor" cannot be changed.

As soon as Grandpa heard that people wanted to give money, he immediately waved his hand, for fear that people would think that he wanted to make money if he didn't agree.

Seeing that he didn't agree, they were anxious, and said extremely seriously: "How much money do you want to open a specific amount, I'm not afraid that we won't give it, Thrush Village is not far from our village, we can escape the debt, and the house can't be moved here." ”

Grandpa was even more anxious than them, and explained with a red face: "I don't want money, people are just a handful of mud when they get old, what do you want ill-gotten money for!" Okay, okay, I promise to try. But if you give me money, I won't do it. ”

Only then did everyone put their hearts at ease and shook hands with their grandfather one by one, thanking him for his help. I firmly believe that grandpa is a person who can't go on a big scene, and in front of these people who regard him as a savior, grandpa is very embarrassed, and his face actually shows a shy red tide. This is not like the grandfather who usually tells me about the princes and generals of the ancient era, he told me about Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin, and when Guan Gong passed three levels and killed five generals, he was full of eyebrows and danced heroically, as if he was a heroic figure in the story. His emotions also infected me and made me admire my grandfather. But now I am so disappointed that I am cowering and embarrassed like a child to see a stranger. This also just proves why grandpa can't be a majestic regular Taoist priest, and he has been an honest farmer digging all his life.

But every time my grandfather encountered all kinds of ghosts, he was what I admired the most.

The rain outside seemed to listen to Grandpa's words, and naturally stopped on the fourth day. A beautiful rainbow blooms its dazzling colors on the top of Changshan Mountain. Then, the sun came out, and the sun was getting hotter, so different from the weather an hour ago that one could not imagine that it was the same day.

After lunch, my grandfather took me to the lotus pond to set up a seat. A large black lacquered dining table, a peachwood sword, a large piece of yellow paper, two bottles of rice wine, a bundle of chopsticks, a burlap bag, and a thin hemp rope tied with a burlap bag. These are all put together by the people in the village according to the instructions of the grandfather, and the peach wood sword was just made by the carpenter in the village who cut down the peach tree in front of the house, and it also exudes the unique smell of peach wood. Grandpa said that the smell was pungent and evil to ward off evil spirits.

When I came to the lotus pond, there were already a few people waiting there. Together, according to our grandfather's instructions, we set up the Dharma position on the north bank of the lotus pond next to the lotus bushes. The dining table is facing the lotus bush, less than five meters apart, and the length and width of the table are two meters. The rhubarb paper was torn into pieces and painted with earthworm-like symbols, sprinkled with wine on the paper, and scattered on the table. The rest of the wine is left in the corner of the table. A burlap bag tied with thin hemp rope is laid out directly in front of the table. Pick up a few more stones and hold down the burlap bag and yellow paper to prevent the wind from blowing.

After all this was done, Grandpa slapped his face and said, "Okay, just wait for dinner and the moon will come out." ”

I can tell from my grandfather's tone that he lacks confidence. After all, we are closely related by blood, and many times we know each other's hearts.