Chapter 113: Sitting in a ghost sedan chair at night

The ghost prostitute saw me fall to the ground and hurried towards me.

I rolled over, faced the ghost prostitute, and rubbed my foot on the ground and stepped back. The ghost prostitute pressed forward step by step naked.

At this time, the grandfather shouted loudly and kicked the iron threshold that was lying sideways. The iron threshold stopped at the feet of the ghost prostitute, and the ghost prostitute stumbled on the iron threshold and fell.

A scene from the drama took place.

The ghost prostitute looked in horror and dementia at the iron threshold that had tripped her, her head shaking like a pendulum, her eyes filled with tears, and she choked in her throat, "No, no, no! ”

I sat on the ground and watched the ghost prostitute, overwhelmed.

The ghost prostitute knelt down and fell to the ground and began to cry, it was a hysterical cry, and her voice was hoarse, resounding for thousands of miles. Later, I heard from the villagers that the soot in their stove was shaken by this cry, and the whole house was covered with a thin layer. The window glass didn't look out of the ordinary at the time, but in the following winter, as soon as you tapped it with your finger, the window glass immediately shattered. Because the children in the village liked to draw cats and dogs on foggy glass, every house in the village did not have window glass to protect them from the cold that winter.

At that time, my grandfather and I had brief tinnitus, and we couldn't hear the voice of the ghost prostitute at all. We were temporarily deaf by her shrill voice.

As I said beforehand, this dwarf willow slope is not too far from the fork.

The ghost prostitute cried together, and a team of people slowly appeared at the fork, and I looked closely, it was the ghost official I met with my grandfather that night. Because of my temporary deafness, I couldn't hear the gongs and drums of the two imps in front of me. Eight sedan chairs swayed over. The ghost behind the sedan chair carrying the flag and the knife stepped forward, cut the hands of the ghost prostitute back, and grabbed them. The ghost prostitute was still crying and crying, so weak that she had no resistance at all, and let them take her down.

During the whole process, I couldn't hear a single sound, like in a dream, and it was like watching a silent movie.

The sedan chair was put down, and the ghost official came out of it, grabbed his grandfather with a smile, and invited him into the sedan chair. Grandpa waved his hand, but the ghost official insisted on asking grandpa to get on the sedan chair. The two of them tugged for a long time. Grandpa couldn't resist it, waved at me, and asked me to go up with me.

After getting into the sedan chair, I watched my grandfather talking and laughing with the ghost of Broken Ni, and my grandfather recovered much faster than me. I looked closely at the palanquin, and it was made of paper, just like the horses and knives outside. I didn't dare to touch my hand too hard for fear of poking a hole in the paper. The supporting frame inside the sedan chair is not wood, but bamboo strips. According to the customs of our area, when a person dies, he will not only burn paper money, but also burn paper houses, clothes, and so on. These paper house clothes are made of bamboo strips and white paper. The bamboo strips are tied into a rough skeleton, and then white paper is pasted on top of it, and a few strokes are drawn with a brush, and finally it becomes a paper house paper clothes that can be burned to the dead.

The sedan chair of the Broken Ni Ghost is composed of these. The wind blows on the sedan chair, and you can still hear the hula sound of the paper.

I can't hear my grandfather laughing with the ghost. It took a few days for my deafness to improve before my grandfather told me what they were talking about.

The ghost first thanked his grandfather for subduing the ghost prostitute, so that it could easily catch the ghost prostitute. It said that it had been following the prostitute for more than a half time, but had not been able to catch it.

Grandpa was polite.

The ghost said that the ghost prostitute should have been disemboweled, but someone atoneted to her, so she only needed to spend three years in water prison to return to reincarnation.

Grandpa asked, why is this, who atoneted to her?

The ghost said, do you remember the monk in the Cigarette Temple?

Grandpa asked, could it be him? He has surpassed others all his life, is he going to surpass this ghost prostitute when he dies?

The ghost said, you don't know. There is a reason why the monk overtook this ghost prostitute. Why didn't this monk deal with this ghost prostitute himself, and asked you to go out of the way? It's because the monk has a bad relationship with this ghost prostitute. The ghost prostitute was defiled by this monk before her death, and thus embarked on the road of red dust and powder. After the ghost prostitute became a ghost, he always wanted to find a monk for revenge, but the merry boy of the year had repented and reformed and became a high-ranking monk. The ghost prostitute couldn't hurt him in the slightest, so he kept hurting people around the cigarette temple, just to arouse the monk's guilt and make him feel uncomfortable. The monk was also embarrassed to look back on the old things, so he had to hide from the ghost prostitute. It just so happened that he met you, who could catch ghosts, so he entrusted the matter to you, and he returned to the west first.

Grandpa suddenly realized.

Broken Ni Ghost sighed, the monk is also considered to be a complete merit, which is the result that every monk wants. But because of this incident, everything he worked hard in this world was reduced to zero, and he could only hope to regain his merits in the next life.

Grandpa also sighed.

The rickety sedan chair suddenly stopped. The ghost said, "Okay, it's time for you." You can get out of the sedan chair. If there is fate, we will have a chance to meet.

Grandpa was surprised, arrived at my house so soon? I'm not done yet.

The ghost said, I don't believe you open the curtain and take a look.

Grandpa opened the curtain and sure enough, he saw the door. A bunch of red peppers hanging from the eaves forgot to take back into the house, swaying like wind chimes in the night breeze.

Grandpa invited Broken Ni Ghost Dao, can you come in and sit at home?