Qingming, Zhongyuan, and Hanyi are known as the three major ghost festivals in China.

Among them, the Midyear Festival is known as the heaviest and most dangerous day of ghosts. Legend has it that on this day, the door of ghosts is opened, and all the souls of the dead will return home to reunite with their loved ones, which is an annual ghost holiday.

Of course, there will also be some lonely ghosts, ghosts, and evil ghosts, looking for opportunities to avenge the revenge and ask for their lives. Therefore, for the people of the Yang world, it is also full of great crises.

In addition to releasing river lanterns, burning paper ingots, and paying tribute to the souls of the dead, people will also carry things to ward off evil spirits to avoid evil.

Buddhism calls it "Obon", that is, the ritual of using rituals to transcend the dead, resolve grievances, and help them to live in bliss, so as not to harm the world, and over time, the custom of Halloween has been formed.

There are also people who hang "Zhong Kui's ghost hunting map" to suppress evil spirits.

Legend has it that Zhong Kui is the god of exorcism of ghosts and evil spirits in Chinese folklore, and is the "holy monarch of the blessed town" in traditional Chinese culture. Plain and upright, upright, upright, upright, and honest.

He has a high status in the hearts of the people, and is the only god of all responses among the gods of traditional Chinese Taoism.

The sky is getting dark, and clusters of people can be seen scattered, lighting paper money, silver ingots and other things on the side of the road to pay tribute to the ancestors.

In a moment, the paper ashes dispersed, leaving a burn mark, like a hideous ghost face.

Wang Zixiang and Li Ruoxi came to the edge of a remote road on the edge of the city with a large bag of paper money and silver ingots. It's far from the main town, but it's quieter. There are faint traces of burning on the ground, and it is clear that someone has paid homage here.

They found a place that no one had used, and Wang Zixiang used a branch to draw a semicircle, leaving a mouth in the west. This means that the ancestors have traveled west to the Western Elysium.

The yang world uses coins, and the underworld uses dark coins, and the denominations on the dark coins are often tens of billions, as well as gold ingots, chariots and horses, etc., as the ancestors consume and enjoy themselves.

In recent years, it is even more varied, ingenious, what mobile phones, computers, cars, bags, leather clothes and other luxury goods have also become sacrificial supplies, the beautiful name is "the ancestors have not used, send to them, do a piece of filial piety." ”

But don't forget, you have to send the instruction manual with you, otherwise, it will be a little scary for the old man to come to you again.

The weather was hotter and hotter, and the mosquitoes and flies were flying and circling, so they moved a little further away from the street lamps, and the light was slightly dim.

Wang Zixiang took a lighter and lit a piece of paper as a firelighter. Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and the fire was extinguished.

He turned his back and let Li Ruoxi stand in front of him, he lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a few puffs, and finally the cigarette butt flickered and burned.

He put a paper wrapper into the circle and lit it, tore off the fragments, and picked them out of the circle after igniting, which was to scatter money for other ghosts around him, so as not to let them compete for his family's share of the money.

This baggage is like the current courier. It reads "Brother Zhao Gong of the Late Yan Yuan Kang is used by the soul" and "Brother Shi: The prince worships the prince in 2016 Zhongyuan". and wrote Zhao Yuankang's address so as not to be undetectable.

Tongues of fire splendid, reflecting the sky. Li Ruoxi also hurriedly approached the fire ring, and the two of them looked sad and had a lot of thoughts.

"Yuanyasu, how are you now? Brother Xiangzi and I came to see you. As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Ruoxi burst into tears.

Wang Zixiang hurriedly comforted her and asked her to take out some fruits, pastries and other offerings to put on the table, as well as a plate of crispy fish, a plate of Yongnian donkey meat stuffing & sausage, and two bottles of small soju of two taels.

"Yuanyasu, brother, I miss you!!" The man didn't flick when he had tears, Wang Zixiang suppressed his sadness and let out a loud roar.

"These are the things you love to eat, this crispy fish, and this donkey meat**, it was a must-have appetizer for both of us back then!" Wang Zixiang took a bite of crispy fish and took a sip of wine. Unscrewed another bottle and poured out a little on the ground, which was regarded as a sacrificial wine for Zhao Yuankang.

This crispy fish is the most famous snack in Handan. During the Wei and Jin dynasties, it was introduced into the palace by the people, and the Northern Song Dynasty was decreed by Taizu Zhao Kuangyin (from Zhuozhou, Hebei) to issue the imperial seal, and since then it has been honored as the holy decree bone crispy fish.

It is known for its yellow and bright color, beautiful color and fragrance, crispy bones and tender meat, fragrant and refreshing, and not greasy for a long time, and can be made into salty, sweet, fresh, numb, spicy and other flavors. It's a rare appetizer.

"In the past four years of college, let's take the bus to school together and go home together, people call us two friends of Handan. I'm so proud to have someone like you. ”

"Actually, you don't know him." Li Ruoxi said lightly, making Wang Zixiang stunned.

"He's actually very fragile and has low self-esteem." Wang Zixiang didn't expect that arrogant boy to have low self-esteem.

"His family is rural, his family is very poor, he is a single parent, and when he was ten years old, his father died in a car accident. His mother survived with tears in her eyes. She struggled to grow vegetables and raise pigs to support her family. Hanru pulled him and his younger brother hard. His younger brother was born with polio and lost his ability to survive, and he became the family's hope for the future. ”

Regarding Zhao Yuankang's family situation, Wang Zixiang never knew much, only knew that his family was rural, but he didn't know that he had so much pressure.

He was afraid that others would look down on him, so he studied hard to give himself a wealth of knowledge, and became the top three in his class year after year. He also gradually gained self-confidence. ”

"He used to be very silent, not good at communicating with people, and couldn't talk to girls, always avoiding girls."

"He and I met in junior high school, we were in the same class, but we were not in the same class, we just met each other. If it weren't for a chance that we joined a campus charity event together, we might never have known each other. ”

Li Ruoxi also squatted down, pulling the pile of paper ashes and picking up the fire brighter.

"Our relationship is just plain as water, he is very shy and introverted, but there are too many fetters in his heart, and he also blames himself and persuades me to give up and find a better home."

"But I know his sincerity, his forbearance, and his extraordinaryness. I encouraged him, comforted him, and accompanied him, and finally melted the ice in his heart and let him release sunshine and energy. ”

A sweet smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, but then froze. After the bitterness came, I didn't expect to lose it again.

"This kid is actually quite righteous, although he always teaches us a few poor learners, but when the exam, he will still find a way to pass us a cheat sheet so that we can get by."

"Although he was always beaten by this guy afterwards, we all know that he dares to risk being caught and punished."

Wang Zixiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, recalling Zhao Yuankang's cynical under-beating posture, he really wanted to kick him twice, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

In life, you must always learn to cherish it, because you don't know when, the people around you will leave you. You don't even have time to keep it, or even leave nothing.

"To say, this kid is really knowledgeable, he has read books, not to mention ten lines at a glance, but he can also roll melons and be ripe. In particular, history and novels can be compiled into commentaries and told in vivid words. ”

"I still remember him talking about the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, Xiao Feng's battle against Juxianzhuang, and Shaolin Temple's three heroes against the heroes. Later, I compared myself to Qiao Feng and asked him to be Duan Yu, imagining that we would walk the rivers and lakes with one article and one martial arts and create our own legends. ”

Martial arts is the dream of most men, and it is the most direct way for them to achieve loyalty to the monarch and serve the country.

But the martial arts world is also rich and colorful, with the righteousness of "Water Margin", the uninhibited and uninhibited style of Gu Long, and the feelings of family and country in Jin Yong's style, he can satisfy men's desire to conquer the world.

"Brother, come, don't say so much, drink a sip of wine, I wish in the next life, let's still be brothers!"

He took a sip of donkey meat stuffing, tilted his head and drank the last sip of his bottle of wine, and poured the rest of the wine on the fire that was about to be extinguished.

With a bang, the firelight swelled again, and the tongue of fire soared one meter high, startling Li Ruoxi to retreat again and again.

Suddenly, a cool breeze rolled up, and the flames jumped wildly, making people's backs cold and their scalps tingling.

After all, today is Halloween, and ghosts are the most likely to haunt them. Legend has it that there are many incidents of evil spirits asking for their lives.

Wang Zixiang was startled, threw the empty wine bottle in his hand, and smashed it into a gray shadow not far away.

The gray shadow, dressed in a gray robe, could not see his face clearly, but his body was extremely fast, and he did not move and jump under his feet, and he easily dodged the attack of the wine bottle.

Wang Zixiang was also drunk and cowardly, and he rushed up with blood, regardless of the consequences, and punched the man in gray in the chest.

The gray-clothed personality smiled, his voice was sharp and ugly, his palm blocked Wang Zixiang's arm, and pressed his left shoulder with a palm, knocking him to the ground.

He turned over and wanted to continue fighting, but heard Li Ruoxi ask tremblingly, "Yuankang, is it you?" ”

"What? He's not dead yet? ”