Old Yu said in a deep voice: "Move smartly, you have to finish before dark." ”

Those people did not dare to delay any longer and began to work hard.

"Tuzi, you go back and bring all the stones and wood in the yard." Old Yu told me.

"Oh, good." I dragged my two frightened sore legs and ran home, and when I took out the stones soaked in blood, I found that each side was engraved, and I looked grinning with fierce and vicious eyes.

Ignoring his research, he ran back to the cemetery with the stones and the four logs on the steps.

The old man left in the cemetery were all men, and they moved quickly, and they had already turned over the graveyard with my kung fu, and no other coffins were found.

Old Yutou's face softened, he bundled a few handfuls of dry grass together, made a cut on the fingers of the bolt, drew his mouth and eyes with his blood, put it on the coffin, and then set the coffin on fire.

He held a piece of talisman paper and circled around the coffin, reading something quickly in his mouth.

I listened to it for a long time, and I barely heard two sentences clearly, "Shisha Shenjun, enter the burial of the true soul ......"

Turning clockwise and counterclockwise three times, Lao Yutou threw the talisman paper onto the burning coffin, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat blood into it.

He said that the blood and yang qi on the tip of the tongue are the most sufficient, and it is better than the blood of a black dog.

Black smoke billowed out, and I don't know if it was my hallucination, but I seemed to hear the baby's immature cry.

"Get out of here!" The old man shouted, sat cross-legged on the ground, shook his head and said something, and rolled his eyes from time to time.

After tossing for more than half an hour, the fire in the grave was extinguished, and the old man covered his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

I hurriedly went over to help him, "Dad, why are you so cold?" "It's like it just came out of cold water.

He paused, shook his head, and said, "It's okay." ”

After getting up, he circled the cemetery again, and then he was asked to bury the grave, and the stone he made was standing in the center, and he buried the few logs in the four directions of the cemetery.

One of them gave a piece of talisman paper, "Go back and stick the talisman paper on the pillow, don't come here these days." ”

The man who stayed behind hurriedly took it.

"The bolt is just too stupid, and it almost hurt our big guys." Some people complained.

"Alright, don't talk about these useless things, lift the bolt and hurry home." Old Yu said impatiently.

On the way back, I whispered to Lao Yutou, "Dad, did you hear the child crying?" ”

He stiffened for a moment, "Did you hear that?" ”

I nodded.

He was silent for a long time before he said, "It's okay, I won't let you have an accident." ”

Instead of going home, we went to the bolt's house.

The plug was lying on the bed with a pale face, the bolt's daughter-in-law was crying by the bed, Xiaobao had woken up and leaned on her mother to shed tears.

"Do you have kerosene lamps in the house?" Old Yu coughed a few times and asked.

The daughter-in-law nodded, cried and said, "Yes, I'll go get it." ”

Old Yu beckoned to Xiaobao and asked softly, "Xiaobao, why are you going to the river today?" ”

Xiaobao licked his lips and said ignorantly: "My dad said that there was candy to eat in the past." ”

I was suddenly shocked, the plug was deliberately brought over with Xiaobao?

The old man hummed and didn't speak again.

The daughter-in-law of the bolt hurriedly found the kerosene lamp, and the old man pulled a hole in the bolt's left hand and squeezed a few drops of blood into the kerosene lamp, and then lit the kerosene lamp.

"Keep an eye on it, don't let anyone else into the house except the four of us, I'll go get something ready." The old daughter-in-law said.