Mr. Liang's working hours are to work for one night and then rest for the whole day. Today is his shift, and the two of us are fishing on the shore. At night, he lit a high-intensity flashlight, shining brightly on the swarthy pool. I stared at the fish drift, my eyes were sour, and suddenly I moved, Mr. Liang suddenly retracted the line and lifted the rod, and a black human-faced fish jumped out of the water, which was the tenth fish.

Mr. Ryo brought a large bucket, put the ten fish in the bucket, and let me hold it. He packed up his fishing rod and walked ahead whistling. Don't look at the bucket is just fish, but these fish add up to dozens of pounds, I carried the bucket and followed behind, tired and panting.

The mountain road at night was surprisingly difficult to walk, so I exchanged buckets with my two hands, and when I returned to Mr. Liang's house, my two hands had already grinded out of calluses. Mr. Liang asked me to put my things down and led me to a side room, which was only a dozen square meters, with a marching bed on the ground, and the house was deserted on all sides. He told me to rest here tonight and talk about it tomorrow.

Tossing and turning at night and sleeping unsteadily, I faintly heard a sound in the yard, leaning on the window and looking out, there is a room in the depths of the yard that is always lit up, and the figure inside is shaking, it should be Mr. Liang, I don't know what he is busy with.

It was very cold in the middle of the night, so I wrapped my clothes and went out to the door of the house, and after a short time, Mr. pushed the door and came out, he was wearing a black leather apron from the slaughterhouse, his hands were covered with blood, he rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and asked me what I was doing.

I looked into the room, and it turned out to be the kitchen, and I could see the stove and the big black pot, and the flesh and blood on the board were blurry and dripping with blood. My scalp was tingling and I asked him if he needed help.

Mr. Liang said: "No need for the time being, I'm making fish soup for you." By the way, tomorrow I'm on the day shift, don't go anywhere, rest here, and wait until I come back from work in the evening. Tomorrow night, I'll help you cure the devil's blindness. ”

I hesitated back into the house, and lay on the bed unable to fall asleep, my mind full of thoughts and thoughts, and I fell asleep in the middle of the night, and when I woke up, it was already three poles of the day.

Mr. Ryo was gone, and I walked around the yard, and all the rooms were locked. I can see that Mr. Liang is an extremely cautious person, he is a lonely old man, living alone, I have a very strange feeling, he doesn't seem to want anyone to intervene in his life.

I couldn't keep such a broken yard during the day, so I went around the village and had some food at a small restaurant at noon. It is rare to see outsiders in this village, and the owner of the restaurant is from Shandong, who is very talkative, and when he sees that I am a fresh face, he starts talking, and he talks about Mr. Liang while chatting.

The boss told me that Mr. Liang is actually not a local, but also an outsider, and he has been here for more than ten years, and he has settled here with him. I said that it is not easy for Mr. Liang to live by himself as a lonely old man, and the boss smiled secretly: "Little brother, do you know what Mr. Liang does?" ”

Didn't I say it's a shift at school?

The boss was happy: "In our small county, take advantage of such a senior high school, which is an iron rice bowl, and those who can get a job in such a place are definitely not ordinary people." He said mysteriously, he heard that Mr. Liang and the principal still knew each other.

Mr. Liang's image gradually became fuller, he settled in the local area from other places more than ten years ago, and he has not been conspicuous, someone introduced him to the object, he did not look at it, and his life was extremely low-key. Later, when I got old, I got a shift errand and has been muddled until now. Those who don't know think he's a bad old man. Only the people on the road know that this Mr. Liang is not low.

Before leaving, I once asked Wang Shenxian about Xiaoxue. Wang Shenxian didn't say much, and told me that Xiaoxue's reputation and seniority on the road are quite high, and she rarely appears in the northeast, many times in the Jiangbei area. So her reputation is known to the older generation in the Northeast, but young people rarely hear of it nowadays.

Xiaoxue has such a background, so the Mr. Liang she introduced is not a layman. The more I pondered, the more I felt that Mr. Liang had a story about him, such a master, who lived in seclusion in the small county town of Dandong for more than ten years. But just think about it, people are going to help me, I'm bored and digging into other people's secrets, it's a bit too unkind.

In the evening, Mr. Liang returned, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and poured wine into his mouth.

He went to the kitchen and brought a bottle with some liquid in it. I asked what it was, and Mr. Liang said, "This is the resentment fish soup purified from the human face fish, you come with me in a while, and I will treat you tonight." ”

"Where are you going?" I asked, trembling.

Mr. Liang burped: "The funeral home Min'an cemetery." ”

I was so frightened that I didn't ask.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Mr. Liang pushed an electric car out of the warehouse and motioned for me to come up. He drove me out of the village, down a straight road, and after about half an hour, in front of a building complex.

"It's time to the funeral home. I'll say hello first. He said.

We rode an electric car into the funeral home, and came to the duty room, where a man with a big mouth was playing with his mobile phone, and saw us coming to say hello, "Mr. Liang, go and go back quickly, don't destroy the cemetery, don't make it difficult for my brother." ”

Mr. Liang took out a cigarette from his bag and stuffed it, and the man smiled and accepted it.

We came out of the duty room, and Mr. Liang said, "The cigarette money just now is on your head." ”

"No problem, I'll pay when I get back." I say.

Mr. Liang didn't speak, and we took an electric car and went straight to the back mountain on the funeral home road late at night. On a hillside, there is a huge wishing fountain with a statue of a dragon spewing water from its mouth. At night, the whole tomb mountain is empty, the mountain wind blows through the icy cold and biting, and a few strange bird calls come from the back mountain, which makes the back of the neck run a cool breeze.

"This small county town is quite rich," I said, "and the cemetery is built almost like a big city." ”

"This is a treasure of feng shui," Mr. Liang said, "Many rich people from big cities come here for burial, and the sponsorship fee is old, so don't underestimate the small place." ”

Walking up the mountain, it is very well repaired, and a large area of mountainous area has been turned into a specific burial area, with a large number of tombstones, erection monuments and lying monuments. As I passed through a mountainous area, I even saw the wooden monument of the cross, which was the burial area for Christians. It's really a sparrow, although it is small, and it has all kinds of organs.

I asked Mr. Liang where we were, but Mr. Liang didn't answer, and the night wind was so strong that my face was numb. Just when I couldn't stand the cold, the car stopped, and Mr. Liang took me out of the car and climbed up the hillside to a cemetery with crowded tombstones on both sides. It was already cold in the winter, and when I arrived in this place, it was even more bitterly cold, and I shivered several times. It felt like being in the freezer.

Mr. Liang tilted his eyes and looked at me: "Your current physical fitness is still a lot worse than Xiangtong's requirements, and your yang qi is a little weak. ”

"That's why I haven't been in court yet." I say.

Walking to the end of the cemetery, where there are graves all over the mountain, Mr. Liang took out the bottle of fish soup from his bag: "You drink this, there are runes blessed by me in it, and after drinking, you will become a psychic state and become a bardo body." Any idea why I brought you to this place? ”

I shook my head.

Mr. Liang said: "This area is a slum area of the cemetery, and the people buried here are poor people, and there are not a few people who have died, and the resentment on their bodies is great. Once you have become bardo, you will see them, and these resentments and yin qi will break through the limits of what you can bear. When the time comes, fight poison with poison, and you can completely cure your ghost blindfolding. ”

I listened to the plan, swallowed, and muttered if it was reliable.

Well, since you trust Mr. Liang and have already come here, don't think twice, just concentrate a little bit.

Mr. Ryo put the mazazi he had brought on the ground, asked me to sit down, and then gave me the fish soup. He looked at his watch: "You drink at twelve o'clock, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." ”

My teeth fought: "Mr. Liang, I, I won't be in danger, right?" ”

Mr. Liang said: "This is not a vacation to Hainan, this is a bardo body to see the hell!" I'm going to say there's no danger, and you can't believe it, can you? If you want to be Ma Xiangtong, if you can't pass this level, then break this idea as soon as possible. ”

I gritted my teeth: "Okay. ”

Mr. Liang walked in all directions, I looked at my watch for ten minutes, at this moment the empty mountain is silent, the cold wind is biting, I am really a little scared. I stayed up for a while, and it was twelve o'clock in the night. I twisted the cap open and looked at the black slimy stuff inside, and it was really unappetizing.

I forcibly drank it, my mouth was full of fishy smell, and I almost vomited. I regretted it after taking a sip, and I forgot to ask Mr. Liang how much he drank, if it was a bottle, it would be better to kill me now.

I waited for a while, but I didn't see anything unusual, so I had to take another big sip. This mouthful, the stomach is really upside down, not only the stomach is uncomfortable, but the intestines are also gurgling, and the wrenching is as uncomfortable. I stood up with my stomach in my arms and looked around, trying to find a place to make it convenient. At that moment, suddenly a voice appeared around me.

It was a noisy human voice, low at first, and then louder and louder, male and female voices mixed together, as if there were hundreds of people, and the people who listened were terrified. I looked around, and the tomb was empty, there was nothing, and the sound was up and down the mountains.

I looked at the fish soup in the bottle and remembered what Mr. Ryo had told me that if you want to cure your illness, you have to break your limits, I closed my eyes and poured another big sip into my mouth.