My intuition tells me that something has happened to Li Dazui, and it is not an ordinary thing. I told Lu Jianguo, and he was also surprised and asked me to call the old man.

I hurriedly took out the phone and called the old man. "Old man, Li Dazui has a big incident in Baisha Village!" On the other end of the phone, the old man's smile was obviously frozen, and after a long time, he said, "You come and say, we are ready, ready to go!" "I went home first, took the hair ball, and simply packed my backpack.

I followed the address given by the old man and went to his residence. It is a small farmhouse with a front yard and a back yard. Lu Jianguo is familiar with the road, and the old man's front yard is very simple, and many revolutionary propaganda posters are hung. Lu Jianguo and I came to the backyard, and the backyard and the front yard were completely two styles, full of mysterious symbols, and there were many bottles and cans. The old man smiled, "Ghost baby, Jianguo helped you settle it, right?" I nodded, I don't know why the old man is still smiling.

The old man took out a gourd, flicked his finger towards the mouth of the gourd, a puff of green smoke came out, and the female ghost Ali knelt on the ground. Ali hurriedly waved her hand, "I won't hurt you, what about the master?" Lu Jianguo told the matter of the corpse raising place in detail. When the female ghost heard that her body had been destroyed, she began to weep bitterly. When he heard that the ghost baby had turned to ashes, he began to wail and weep bitterly. The sound of the ghost howl, and the tip of the knife cut through the glass, sharp and piercing, miserable and sharp, in the morning, I heard my hair stand upside down!

"I told my master a long time ago, don't believe the words of the Taoist priest, greedy for the "body of Lingyang", now it's okay, and the soul is scattered! ”

I listened and asked urgently, "What is the "Spirit Yang Body"?" ”

"I don't know!"

When I asked the female ghost what the "Spirit Yang Body" was, she only said that she could restore the soul to the body, and she didn't know anything else. When she asked again, her head shook like a rattle. I looked at the old man and Lu Jianguo, hoping to get effective information from them, but they were silent.

"Who is that Taoist priest?"

"I don't know, I've only seen it once, and I can't even see the face!"

When I asked again, she didn't say anything and kept crying, crying that made us upset. The old man hurriedly put the female ghost Ali into the gourd. Pasted the Sanqingdu talisman, and returned to the cupboard, silently reciting a mantra in his mouth.

The old man took out a cigarette, lit it himself, and said slowly, "Can you handle the matter of Li Dazui yourself?" I was stunned and shook my head. The old man's face changed slightly, "I'm old, I can't take care of you for the rest of my life!" "I listened to him, and it seemed that there was something in his words. I thought to myself, "Rub! Who the wants you to take care of? But he said, "Master, Li Dazui's thing is very evil?" The old man obviously had a sense of joy, and his face sank in an instant, "It's evil!" Xiao Xia, you still have a long way to go, I'll let Jianguo accompany you again! Lu Jianguo hurriedly nodded.

"Li Dazui has an accident, and it has something to do with you!"

"Something to do with me?"

The old man didn't speak anymore, I looked at Lu Jianguo, and he nodded. After this corpse raising incident, I am full of trust in Lu Jianguo, and since he nodded, I won't say much. I don't have many friends, Li Dazui is one, and he fought the ghost baby with me a few days ago, and I'm not an ungrateful person.

The old man gave Lu Jianguo a package, pulled him to the side room and explained for a long time. Seeing that it was seven or eight o'clock, Lu Jianguo and I arrived outside the courtyard gate. A small truck with a high chassis was parked at the entrance of the courtyard, and the back of the car was covered with a tarpaulin, so that the contents could not be seen.

Lu Jianguo beckoned me to get in the car, he was an old driver and skilled in driving. The car drove out of Rongcheng and headed for the suburbs. I asked suspiciously, "What is Baisha Village?" "Shengfan" My face changed dramatically when I heard it.

Among the ethnic minorities, the sinicization is relatively deep, and it is generally called ripe. On the contrary, those who have basically no contact with the Han people are called shengfan. Shengban lives in the mountains and dangers, almost isolated from the world. Not only did they drive away the Han Chinese, but they also refused to deal with them. The villages where people live are primitive, and there are many customs. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, although Shengban had some contact with the outside world, it can be said that there was almost no change due to the remote geographical location.

The life of Baisha is dedicated to the king of big belly, and it is believed that all mountains and rivers have a good effect. In each village of Shengfan, there is a big belly temple, a temple wish, and the locals call it "making old". Regardless of weddings and funerals, it is necessary to invite the "old" to preside. The "old man" in each village is in a high position and is the most learned person in the village. Will be able to witchcraft, each village has a unique "curse water", as long as people are in the "curse water", within three or five days will vomit and diarrhea and die.

If a Han Chinese or a familiar fan enters the realm of Shengfan, they will be expelled. Expelled three times and did not leave, and prayed to the potbelly king when he was old, and if the "basket" that fell down was yin, the person would be burned alive, and the locals called it "sacrificial spirit". If it is yang, then the person will be thrown into the river, life and death are fate, the locals call "belly king's life"!

"Could it be that Li Dazui's goods collided with the old man?"

"I heard that he saved a cave girl and collided with the cave god, causing many afterlife deaths in Baisha Village. He thinks that he is sent by demons to make trouble, and plans to "sacrifice to the spirit" on May 15. ”

"May 15th, today is the 10th day of the fifth month!"

"About two months ago, there was an evil incident in that village, and the first thing was that three mothers and daughters died in one day in a row, and the death was miserable. After that, five or six young offspring died in a row, all of them strong laborers. ”

"So evil?"

I chatted with Lu Jianguo all the way and had some vague impressions of this village. Baisha Village is located in the Rongshan Mountains in the north of Rongcheng, about 100 kilometers away from Rongcheng. When the car entered the Rongshan Mountains, the road became bumpy, and the dirt road was only one meter and a half wide, winding up the mountain, no wonder the old man wanted to use such a high-chassis truck. It usually takes two and a half hours to walk here, but it takes most of the day to get here.

The road was bumpy, and the "hair ball" in the backpack poked its head, and it fell asleep in the bag again. Since the last injury, it has only been awake for three hours a day, and it has basically recovered from its injuries and has grown a little taller.

Our car departed at eight or nine o'clock in the morning and arrived at Waibaisha Village, which was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon. Although Waibaisha Village is also a fan, they are all familiar. We pulled over to the side of the road and took a closer look at the village. The village is full of stilted buildings, and the houses are patchy and high and low. The man wears a finger-wide strip of red and white cloth on his head. He wore a checkered cardigan coat, mostly sleeveless, revealing his swarthy arms, a short black skirt underneath, and his legs were bare, some wearing liberation shoes and some wearing straw sandals. The woman only inserts an extra pheasant tail on her head, and the rest is no different from the man's dress.

Pedestrians are all speaking Fanyu, and I occasionally hear a few Chinese words. We didn't look at them much, but they kept staring at us, looking up and down, like monsters were coming. Not long after, a group of people gathered around an old man of about eighty years old, the old man was dressed in a Mao suit, his hair and eyebrows were white. Speaking half-familiar Mandarin, he asked us, "Downstream, what is the matter with you coming to the cottage?" ”

I guess this old man must be the local "old man", I don't know what the locals call it, so I said, "Old man, we are going to Baisha Village!" When the "old man" heard this, his hair and eyebrows stood up, his face turned from white to black, and a group of juniors next to him booed.

"Downstreamers, are you going to Baisha Village?"

"That's right, my friend was arrested by Baisha Village, and he said that he was a collision god!"

"I can't go, and the descendants of our Waibaisha Village don't dare to go, and the "old" over there is very tight and xenophobic. Several of us went to Baisha Village, and when we came back, we vomited and diarrhea, and kicked our legs in a few days! ”

"I must go to Baisha Village over there, does the old gentleman have a way?"

"Can't go! Nine times out of ten, your friend is dead. A few days ago, I heard someone say that the other side of the "old man" took a middle-aged thin man to "sacrifice the spirit", saying that he wanted to ask the cave god for sin! ”

"As the saying goes, stick a knife in your brother's ribs! I can't die without help. ”

"Good posterity, it depends on your righteousness. My old man personally sent you to the entrance of the village, and you saw a middle-aged man in a tiger skin coat over there, who was the "old man" of Baisha Village! Beware of his "curse water"! ”

Lu Jianguo and I are naturally grateful, after Waibaisha Village, the road is smaller, the car is not passable, and we can only walk forward. We took our luggage and followed the old man to a river. The old man's face turned pale, and he pointed to the smoking village opposite, "Housheng, that is Baisha Village over there!" Recently, the evil sect over there has been tightened, and seven or eight descendants have died in a row! The old man said that, he didn't look back, and left with a run.

The bridge is a single log of more than ten meters, erected on both banks. The water was as clear as glass, schools of fish frolicked in it, and the village opposite was much denser and more beautiful, but we didn't want to appreciate it.

With fear, we stepped onto the single-plank bridge to Baisha Village. When I walked to the middle of the bridge, I heard a loud roar, which scared me and Lu Jianguo and almost fell into the river.