After eating dinner and waiting for a while, the moon also climbed up from behind Changshan. I fidgeted and was anxious to get out, but my grandfather sat still. I said anxiously, "Grandpa, the moon is out, we are leaving!" ”

Grandpa said: "If you come out, it won't be gone immediately, what's the hurry?" Then he simply closed his eyes and rested.

I was indeed a little anxious, after all, the water ghost I was going to catch tonight was my "father of the same year", although I rarely called him like this, but I still had a feeling that I couldn't explain it.

Seeing that I was not quiet, my grandfather said, "Wait a little longer, wait until the light of the moon is stronger." ”

Grandpa drank a cup of tea, rubbed his eyes and looked at the moon outside, and thought it was okay, so he said, "Let's go." He took the lead and walked out of the door, pacing towards the lotus pond. I hurriedly walked into the light veil-like moonlight and hurried more than ten meters to keep up with him.

Grandpa stopped when he walked to the intersection that was still some distance away from the lotus pond and looked at the lotus pond. I stood on tiptoe to see that there were many people standing next to the lotus pond. It turned out that they were worried that Grandpa and I were scared, and they deliberately came to make so many people brave. The leader over there came over and greeted his grandfather: "Master Ma, just say where you can use it." ”

Grandpa nodded, and walked straight to the table with some excitement. I know he's afraid of disappointing so many people's hopes. He handed me the yellow paper and said, "When you hear me say, '''Hold,' you throw one at me." Grandpa picked up a bottle of wine and sprinkled it around the table, then lifted the mahogany sword and swiped it in the air, and there were words in his mouth, and I couldn't understand what he was reading. He suddenly shouted: "Go! I hurriedly threw a piece of yellow paper.

The peachwood sword in grandpa's hand danced, and the yellow paper actually took the initiative to fly towards the peachwood sword as if it had wings, and was pierced by the peachwood sword. At the same time, the yellow paper burned, and the flame was a faint blue. Grandpa's sword pointed at the lotus leaf bush, the yellow paper fell off the sword, and flew lightly to the dark place where the lotus leaf covered the moonlight that the grandfather's sword pointed to. The yellow paper fell on the water, illuminating the dark place under the lotus leaf, and the flame was not extinguished, as if a boat with fire was floating on the water. The flames hit the surface of the water like tongues, making a "clang" sound.

Grandpa suddenly popped out of the vague words again, "Look! He said "Singing" in a loud voice, alerting my attention. I threw out another piece of yellow paper. Grandpa used the same action to place the burning yellow paper in the lotus leaf bush. In this way, a lot of yellow paper floated on the water, and the lotus leaf bushes were illuminated by blue flames, and there were almost no dark corners. I ran out of yellow paper in my hand. The person next to him watched with wide eyes as the ritual was taking place. The leader's Adam's apple rolled up and down, impatient. The blue flames shone on our faces, all of them hideous.

At this time, the burlap bag in front of the table gradually moved. Grandpa shouted: "Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts and communicate with me." On the call for the jade girl, the collection is ominous. Mountaineering rocks are cracked, wearing seals. Wearing a canopy on his head, he is burly on his feet, supporting Liujia on the left and defending Liuding on the right. There is the yellow god in the front, and there is the Yue chapter in the back. The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law. "It's a ghost-killing spell, Grandpa once mentioned it to me.

As Grandpa recited the ghost killing mantra, the burlap bag slowly swelled up like a balloon. Amazement! Someone whispered to himself: "It's not a water ghost in the burlap bag, is it?" The person next to him also speculated: "It may be that the light from the yellow paper illuminates the dark corner and forces the water ghost out." Only there is no light in the burlap bag, and maybe the water ghost has burrowed inside. ”

Grandpa put away the peachwood sword and sighed: "Mountain Daddy, you originally asked me to catch ghosts, but I didn't expect you to think so much and let me catch you." "The burlap bag was wriggling, and it seemed that there was a piglet lying in it.

"Everybody stand farther away." Grandpa said nervously to the people next to him. He walked lightly in front of the burlap bag himself, as if he was afraid that the burlap bag would run away with long legs. Everyone was also frightened by Grandpa's cautious and very cautious action, and they didn't dare to take a breath. Several people's fists rattled, ready to fight the water ghost in the burlap bag. The water in the lotus pond was as dead silent as the moonlight.

When he got close enough, Grandpa reached out and grabbed the seal of the burlap bag. Everyone's spirits tightened, and their eyes focused on the burlap bag. Grandpa's body shook when he lifted the burlap bag, probably because the contents of the bag were too heavy.

Grandpa turned the burlap bag upside down and gently pulled open the thin hemp rope that sealed it. "Poof!" A stream of water gushed out of the bag and spread out on the ground, filling a basin.

Everyone looked at each other, not wondering how water could be contained in a burlap bag that leaked like a bamboo basket, but wondering why it was water and not some other scary creature. I was also stunned, and my nervousness suddenly evaporated. I look at Grandpa, his expression is no different from others.

I asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, didn't you catch the water ghost?" The others immediately turned their inquiring eyes to the stunned grandfather.