The horseman lying on the bed still resisted his grandfather's control, and his hands were about to be raised to choke his neck. Kimber was in a hurry. The short mother-in-law was already weak and weak at this time, sitting on the side with her head hanging down, her eyelids glued together as if she couldn't open them. I think of the words of the fourth grandmother, if you are afraid of ghosts, ghosts will infringe on you even more. The short mother-in-law is also a strong person, and it stands to reason that she should not be weaker than the fourth grandmother, but she is "a thief with a weak heart", she has no confidence to face the hanging neck, so she will naturally be afraid.

After all, Ma Bing is a man in the prime of life, and his strength is greater than that of his grandfather, and he finally broke free from his grandfather's control, strangled his neck with both hands, and protruded his eyes, as if his eyeballs were about to burst out of his sockets. The tongue gradually sticks out of the lips. Kimber hurriedly replaced his grandfather and then held the horseman's hand. Kimber gasped: "I can't hold it for long, his strength is greater than that of an ox." You've got to figure it out! He turned his eyes to his grandfather for help.

Grandpa turned to me and said, "Liang Zai, you go get two liters of rice." ”

Kimber said to me while holding down the horseman, "The short mother-in-law has it at home, you go to the room on the left, there is a rice jar behind the door." You can spoon some of that in there. ”

I immediately scooped two liters of rice as instructed, put it in a plastic bag, and brought it to my grandfather.

It seems to me that rice has an inexplicable relationship with spirits. Taoist priests, burying the dead, and digging in the spring all use rice. I still don't know what exactly rice does to those things. Grandpa once said, "Rice is raw rice." Raw rice has an interaction with dead matter. "When I was in junior high school, I learned from my physics teacher that "forces interact with each other." I do understand the "interaction of forces", but I have never been very clear about the explanation of this "interaction" in terms of rice, and I guess the explanation should not be too far behind.

Grandpa took the white rice and didn't do it right away as I thought. Grandpa squatted down, looked at me very seriously, and said earnestly: "Liangzai, you also see that grandpa has caught ghosts a few times, and I don't know if I will encounter more powerful ghosts in the future." ”

I didn't know what Grandpa was going to say, but I just nodded and listened carefully.

Grandpa pinched my shoulder hard, and a pain penetrated into my skin: "Like a water ghost, if it wasn't for the mountain father who let me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to deal with it alone." There are many kinds of ghosts, and the heavier the resentment, the more powerful it is. Wenwen's resentment this time is too heavy, you sniff the air here, there is a smell of tempeh. This is what we call resentment. ”

I sniffed hard twice, but I didn't smell the tempeh. I think it's probably because my Taoism isn't as deep as my grandfather's.

Grandpa continued, "I still need your help in the future, and you can't do it without a little knowledge of ghost hunting." From now on, you're going to have to learn something about this with me. It's better to be able to surpass my abilities in the end. ”

Although I like to follow my grandfather to hunt ghosts, I never thought about surpassing his abilities, and I fantasized that one day I would be able to hunt ghosts with one hand. Because my mother often taught me to study hard, and other things that could be sideways would not be touched without touching, so as to save the heart of learning, and I would have to rely on the things I learned from books to eat in the future.

Speaking of books, I remembered my grandfather's old book without a cover. I couldn't help but blame my grandfather for saying that I wanted to learn how to hunt ghosts, but that magical ancient book opened my eyes.

Grandpa paused for a moment and said to me cautiously, "Now I need your help." ”

I was surprised: "I don't have the ability to help you now, you just want me to help you, and you have to learn slowly in the future, you just said that you want me to learn, and you want me to help you immediately." How is this possible? ”

Grandpa said, "I'm going to borrow your body." ”

I was confused and said, "Borrow my body for use?" I'm willing to say yes, but how can I lend it to you? "As I spoke, I saw my grandfather's eyes smiling at me, and he was smiling weirdly. I clearly saw that my grandfather's pupils gradually widened, and the black pupils actually jumped out of the eye sockets, continued to grow, and became like a roast pig eating cauldron!

I tried to blink, but I couldn't, it was out of my command. Grandpa's pupils were still getting bigger, and finally my eyes were covered by grandpa's pupils, and I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black, and everything in front of me dissolved into a terrible darkness.