After all, my grandfather has been traveling north and south for many years, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, and this kind of trick can't hide from his eyes.

Hearing my grandfather's explanation, my grandmother smiled dumbly, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Then how can he be sure that the person who offended the mountain god is in the southwest of the village?" ”

My grandfather didn't answer in a hurry, turned his head to look southwest, and asked my grandmother, "What direction do you say the village chief's house is in the village?" ”

My grandmother was puzzled, "The southeast corner of the village." ”

"That's right." My grandfather said: "Our village is short from north to south and long from east to west, there are more than 20 households in the village chief's house to the west, these 20 families, even if there are five people in each family, that is hundreds of people, our village is so close to the mountain, people go up the mountain every day, and there are dead rats all over the ground, and he can always meet one or two blind cats." ”

Hearing what my grandfather said, my grandmother nodded as if she had realized something, and my grandfather continued: "However, this Taoist priest may have some other means, otherwise he would not have such a great reputation in this area." ”

As he spoke, he saw that the Taoist took the peachwood sword and the little black man, and his eyes swept back and forth into the crowd, and my grandfather and my grandmother stopped talking.

At this moment, these villagers in the courtyard really regard the Taoist as a living immortal, and no one dares to question half a sentence.

The Taoist stroked his goatee and said aloud again: "You have all seen it, the person who offended the mountain god is in the southwest of your village, and now ...... Does anyone still want proof? As he spoke, the Taoist glanced at my grandfather.

My grandfather smiled faintly and didn't squeak, but my grandfather next to him helped his crutches, as if he wanted to say something, my grandfather hurriedly turned his head and pressed him down with his eyes.

I heard the Taoist go on to say: "If you live in the west and south direction of the village, who commits a crime, don't let the poor Dao ask again, just tell it yourself." After speaking, the Taoist closed his eyes and stopped moving, as if he had settled down.

After a while, the villagers in the courtyard were in a commotion, whispering to each other. At this time, I heard a woman at the gate of the courtyard snort, her voice was rough, and her voice was quite loud, "Sister of the Hu family, didn't your man beat a rabbit in the mountains half a month ago?" ”

The woman's voice was heard by the whole courtyard, and immediately after, a bombshell exploded in the courtyard, and the villagers talked and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

My grandfather and the others were no exception, and they turned around and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

And there stood two women at the gate of the courtyard, one in the door, and the other in the door, the one in the door, who was black and strong, in his forties, and the other outside the door, who was white and thin, in his twenties.

The eyes of these villagers in the courtyard quickly fell on this thin white woman in her twenties, and the so-called "Hu family girl" in her voice should refer to this woman.

Seeing everyone looking at the white thin woman, the black strong woman in her forties seemed to realize that she had made a very serious mistake, and hurriedly raised her hand to put her mouth in her mouth, her face full of color.

The white thin woman in her twenties also realized something, glanced at the villagers in the courtyard, and hurriedly said: "It's not my man, it's not my man, my man didn't offend the mountain god." ”

Before the white thin woman's voice fell, the Taoist opened her eyes, and without waiting for the villagers in the courtyard to say anything, she separated the crowd and walked to the woman.

My grandfather and the others were silent at this time, watching the Taoist's every move.

The Taoist looked the white thin woman up and down a few times, but did not speak, raised his right hand, closed his eyes, and the thumb of his right hand quickly moved on the other four fingers.

My grandmother can see clearly that this person is counting with his fingers, but she doesn't know whether she is really "pinching" or fake "pinching".

After a while, the Taoist seemed to have calculated, put down his right hand, opened his eyes, and then stared directly at the thin white woman and said: "The rabbit that your man killed is the pioneer officer under the mountain god, and your man killed the pioneer officer of the mountain god, and the mountain god naturally wants to condemn the ......" As he spoke, the Taoist turned around and swore to everyone: "The mountain god is going to take the men in your family to be used as yin soldiers!" ”

When the villagers in the courtyard heard this, they were all frightened, and soon, one by one, their eyes were like knives towards the thin white woman.

The village chief approached the Taoist at this time and asked the Taoist in a low voice, "Dao Master, this is the matter...... What do you think should be done? ”

"What to do?" The Taoist thought for a while, "Then ......" Before the Taoist could speak, the white thin woman trembled and spoke, "No, no, it can't be my man's ......"

"How could it be?" The Taoist glanced at the white thin woman, "Female donor, are you doubting the skill of the poor Dao?" ”

"No, no, no......" The thin white woman obviously belongs to the kind of person who is not good at words, the more nervous she is, the more she can't speak, and her lips tremble, "No, no, the rabbit that my man beats, it's not dead yet......"

"What?!"

As soon as the white thin woman said this, my grandmother was obviously shocked when she saw the man's body.

The thin white woman continued, "I am weak, my man originally wanted to kill the rabbit to make up for my body, but I saw that the rabbit was pitiful, so I didn't let him kill it, and I raised it in my house, and I lived a good life......"

After the white thin woman finished speaking, the people in the courtyard were speechless, and then they all looked at the Taoist, and the Taoist's face was blue and white.

However, after a short while, I saw the Taoist turn his head suddenly, his eyes looked at a small open space beside him, and he shouted at the open space as if he were talking to himself: "You hateful little white ghost, you have come to tease the poor Dao again, and you will not be allowed to eat tonight!" ”

As soon as the Taoist drank like this, the villagers in the whole courtyard were stunned, and looked at the open space next to the Taoist, it was empty, as if there was nothing, who was this Taoist talking to, was there something there?

Without waiting for the villagers to react, the Taoist coughed dryly, respectfully gave the white thin woman a look, and said apologetically: "The little white ghost is making a mistake next to the poor road, the poor road has lost his mana, and the calculation is wrong, the female donor is not strange, but the rabbit in your house is indeed the vanguard of the mountain god, please go home immediately and let it go......"

At this time, the white thin woman was also baffled by the words that the Taoist had just said to the air, and when she heard the Taoist say this, she nodded her head twice, turned around, and left in a hurry, it seemed that she had gone home to put the rabbit.

Seeing this, my grandfather sighed lightly.

After the Taoist saw the white thin woman leave, he turned his body and looked at all the people in the courtyard, then straightened his face and said loudly: "Since the vanguard officer of the mountain god is not dead, then these people in your village can still be saved, ...... today That's it, Poor Dao will enter the mountain at night, talk to the mountain god about the conditions, and early tomorrow morning, Poor Dao will call the apprentice to inform you......"

After speaking, the Taoist shook his head at everyone and left in a hurry.

After the Taoist left, the villagers in the courtyard were still stunned, looking inexplicable, and a villager who came back to the taste whispered, "Didn't the Taoist say that he wanted to do things, why did he just leave?" ”

Then, the villagers in the courtyard looked at me, and I looked at you, staring at each other with big eyes, and seemed to be at a loss.

My grandfather whispered to my grandfather and them: "Dad, uncle, Zhi'er, let's go, there is nothing to see, I knew that this was the case, and I wouldn't have come." My grandmother nodded, and a few people walked out of the courtyard gate of the village chief's house.

At this time, the voice of the village chief came from behind him, "Folks, go back, go home and wait for Daoye's letter, Daoye said that there is salvation, then there must be salvation......

After the village chief's voice fell, my grandmother turned her head to look behind her, and saw that the villagers walked out of the village chief's house in a sparse manner, all with disappointment on their faces. My grandmother sighed inwardly.

On the way, my grandmother asked my grandfather if there was any direct way to help these villagers.

My grandfather said that there are two direct and effective methods: first, find the source of these grievances and draw wages from the bottom of the kettle; Second, lay four town stones in the four corners of the village, so that these grievances cannot enter the village. However, these two methods are difficult to do, the source of resentment is not easy to find, and each piece of town and village stone costs more than 1,200 catties.

My grandfather said, turned his head and said to Wang Caoyu: "When our family built a house, there were still a few bluestones left, each weighing 100 catties, the town and village are a little smaller, but you can town the house, let's not do the Dharma first, and then use the bluestone to calm your house first......"

Four pieces of bluestone, respectively, my grandfather chiseled out the name of the wall god with a chisel, and my grandmother dipped the brush in cinnabar, and painted the name of the wall god red: Wu He, the god of the east wall, the god of the south wall, the god of the south wall, the god Ding He, and the god of the north wall, Liu Wenyi.

Bluestone painted cinnabar, it became four town house stones, and then, my grandfather and my grandfather Wang grass fish, three people worked together, buried the four town house stones in the four corners of the wall of Wang grass fish's house, back punch inside, word punch outside, buried four feet three inches deep.

After being buried, on the evening of the same day, Wang Caoyu's son Wang Shicheng and grandson Wang Xiaoshun and Wang Xiaoer returned to normal.

My grandfather said that this method of bluestone town house can only block the grievances out of the wall, which is not a long-term solution, but as long as the bluestone is not dug out, it can ensure the long-term stability of the house. Sister-in-law ||Pen |―The last ghost hunter

In the evening, the whole family sat down to eat together, and my grandmother said that she had a question in her heart, which had not been solved for a day, and my grandfather asked her what questions she had.

So my grandmother asked my grandfather, "When I was at the village chief's house, if the rabbit in that woman's house had been killed, what would that person do next?" ”

My grandfather didn't even think about replying: "Tie that woman's man into the mountain to 'sacrifice the mountain', in the past when I was in Sanwangzhuang, I saw other villages take living people to sacrifice to the river, this kind of thing, this kind of thing, not uncommon." ”

My grandmother's face changed when she heard this, she obviously couldn't accept this, and paused for a while and said, "Isn't this harmful?" ”

My grandfather smiled coldly, "In this world now, there is chaos, what is a dead person, when I dug those princely tombs, there were many living people buried in them." ”

"What should I do if the people in the village are still sick after the sacrifice to the mountain?" My grandmother asked again.

"I think that Taoist priest has some real skills, and he does this, firstly, to make others think that he is unfathomable. Second, taking a living person to sacrifice to the mountain is killing chickens and monkeys, scaring those who are disobedient, no matter what he does, it is mainly to collect money. When my grandfather said this, he changed the conversation and said: "Since the affairs of your uncle's family have been completed, let's not interfere and rob him of his job, he is likely to have an enmity with us, and it is better to let the thief steal it, and when he can't do it, let's do it again." -The Last Ghost Hunter-