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Like, at this time, everything is already over. Zhang Jiang's body was disposed of, and it is estimated that his soul has also disappeared. Xiaolan's soul is stored in the bamboo tube, and she will not run out to mess around again. As for Xiaolan's corpse, Cai Wenye asked the people in the coffin shop in the city to send a good coffin, and it was also buried and placed in a flower shed in the garden. The next thing to do is to wait for Xiaolan to "marry" off.

The only embarrassment is that after Xiaolan's corpse was salvaged from the well, she saw the yang energy, and she couldn't put it for a long time, and when the little gardener's parents came to choose the day of the yin relatives, they had to choose it within seven days, which means that Xiaolan's corpse must be buried within seven days, otherwise when the corpse is gone, as soon as the smell comes out, there will be no one living in Cai's house.

After dinner, my great-grandfather finally breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally get together with his wife and children and sleep soundly. Subsequently, he returned the tools to the guards of Cai's Mansion, and instructed the housekeeper Cai Zhang to let the housekeepers of Cai's Mansion patrol the night and the watch, so that Cai's Mansion could be restored to its previous appearance as soon as possible.

Again, it all seems to be over.

That night, Caifu returned to its usual normal state. At night, those who should patrol the patrol, and the ones who should be on the watch. However, not long after the third watch, the old housekeeper Cai Zhang carried a lantern, ran up to the incense building in a panic, and shouted the door outside the door, and my great-grandfather and my great-grandmother were woken up by the rapid shouting at the same time.

My great-grandfather put on his clothes with his eyes in his eyes and opened the door for Cai Zhang. Cai Zhang did not enter the house, his face was panicked, and he said to my great-grandfather with trepidation that the patrolman heard shouting and scolding in the garden, which sounded like Zhang Jiang's.

My great-grandfather was stunned, Zhang Jiang's body had been burned by several family members, and it stands to reason that the ghost should no longer exist, how could there be Zhang Jiang's voice in the garden at this time.

Seeing that the housekeeper Cai Zhang's face was pale, obviously frightened, my great-grandfather didn't dare to think about it, said hello to my great-grandmother, got dressed, took a few things and went down to the Xianglou with Cai Zhang.

At this time, there was no one in the garden, and it is estimated that the patrolmen and watchmen were all frightened and hid back in their rooms.

After coming to the garden, sure enough, just like the old housekeeper Cai Zhang said, there seemed to be a string of scolding in the garden, far and near, the scolding was quite ugly, and the whole garden also looked gloomy, and being in it made people involuntarily get goosebumps.

My great-grandfather gritted his teeth, and asked the housekeeper to hurry back to the house to sleep, and don't come out again when he hears and sees anything, and the old housekeeper Cai Zhang is begging for it at this time, and when he hears my great-grandfather say this, if he gets amnesty, he will give my great-grandfather a bow, and leave the garden in three steps and two steps.

After the housekeeper Cai Zhang left, my great-grandfather walked quickly to the well, took out a peach branch with leaves from the objects he brought, and pumped it on the wall of the well, and said while pumping: "Zhang Jiang, why are you still ghostly, hurry up, where to go, otherwise, I am really not polite to you!" ”

If you want me to say, my great-grandfather was too kind and kind, not only generous and sincere to people, but also polite to ghosts, as if he was born without a temper.

My grandmother said that my temper was a bit like that of my great-grandfather, but I didn't agree with my grandmother.

At this time, as soon as my great-grandfather's words fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew from behind him, and there was a fishy smell in the wind, similar to the stench of the dead, which was a precursor to the ghost's disappearance.

The so-called ghost dissolves, friends don't think about fantasy and mythology, this is a kind of name in our industry, once some things are beyond the ability of ordinary ghosts, we call it "dissolve", this kind of ghost is much more difficult to deal with than ordinary ghosts, however, this kind of ghost is rare, and it can't be encountered once in ten or eight years.

My great-grandfather's heart tightened at this time, he knew that this was a signal that Zhang Jiang's soul was unwilling to compromise, not only did he refuse to compromise, but he also wanted to attack him in turn.

At this time, it was too late to turn around, my great-grandfather backhanded the peach branch behind him, and with a bang, the peach branch was hindered out of thin air, as if it had drawn something, and the leaves on the peach branch all shook down, and at the same time, the cold wind disappeared without a trace.

Then my great-grandfather threw the peach branch in his hand and took out a small bottle from his body, which was the kind of clay ceramic bottle, the size of a palm.

This small bottle is one of the several "walking utensils" left by Wang Shoudao to my great-grandfather, but I have never seen this bottle, it can be said that I have never seen the few walking utensils left by Wang Shoudao, half of them were destroyed in the hands of my grandfather, half of them were destroyed in that era when everything was smashed, and even Wang Shoudao's old cigarette stick could not be saved. This, mainly because of my grandmother's mistake, she hid these tools in the new house with gold, and as a result, the house was divided among others during the land reform, along with everything in it, and all the tools were distributed to others.

I've only heard my grandmother say that this bottle is called a ghost bottle, and it is used to collect ghosts.

Generally when encountering this kind of unreasonable ghosts, in the case of fruitless negotiation, we will no longer talk to them, the so-called salute first and then soldiers, our etiquette has arrived, if they still refuse to buy it, then they can only come to the hard, that is, forcibly take the shot.

After my great-grandfather took out the small bottle, the mouth of the bottle was facing down and the bottom was facing the sky, facing the mouth of the well, and he recited the spell of collecting the ghost bottle, what the spell was, even my grandmother didn't know, because this bottle was broken by my grandfather when he was young, and I knew that there was such a bottle, but my grandmother had never seen it with her own eyes, as for how the bottle was broken by my grandfather, I would naturally say it when I told my grandfather's experience.

After my great-grandfather finished reciting the incantation, he held the bottle in one hand and slapped it three times at the bottom of the bottle with the other, and finally shouted "Close", and after shouting, he quickly plugged the lid of the bottle, put it to his ear and shook it back and forth.

It's okay not to shake it, but after shaking it, he frowned, because when Wang Shoudao passed the bottle to him, he said that if he used the bottle to collect the ghost, he shook it with his hand, and he could hear a slight vibration sound inside, as for what the vibration sound, then I just don't know.

But at this time, there was no sound in the bottle, which showed that Zhang Jiang's soul was not contained.

I heard my grandmother say that this ghost bottle is also a vicious thing, and it is not used unless it is absolutely necessary, because after the ghost is put into the bottle, the bottle will cause damage to them, and at the same time it will hurt the user's yin virtue. My great-grandfather was not able to use a bottle to contain Zhang Jiang at that time, which was actually a good thing for him.

Zhang Jiang's ghost could not be contained, and my great-grandfather was a little unwilling, so he brought a chair from the hall in the front yard, put it by the garden well, picked up the peach branch that he had thrown to the ground before, and sat on the chair to guard it.

However, it is also evil to say that until the big red rooster in Cai's mansion crowed three times, my great-grandfather never saw any movement again, and the garden was no longer so gloomy, as if the ghost of Zhang Jiang had left Cai's mansion.

After dawn, when I was having breakfast, Cai Wenye asked my great-grandfather what was going on, and my great-grandfather looked helpless and shook his head, and he couldn't explain it clearly at this time. It can be said that my great-grandfather vaguely found that Zhang Jiang's soul was not very powerful at this time, and every time he clashed with my great-grandfather, he was a touch of a button, but my great-grandfather just couldn't catch him, and even the foolproof little porcelain bottle that Wang Shoudao passed to him couldn't do anything with Zhang Jiang's soul. This is so unusual.

The book is brief, and on the night of the second day, my great-grandfather had to replace the watchman as before, and continue to keep vigil in Cai's mansion himself.

This night, just after my great-grandfather's third watch, he was still in the front yard, and before he could turn to the garden, the garden scolded again.

How do you say that sentence, the toad crawls on the surface of its feet, and it is not scary.

When my great-grandfather arrived in the garden, it was still the same as yesterday, and a cold wind was blowing in his back. This time, my great-grandfather made a bloody investment, and used another weapon left by Wang Shoudao, the Shoufang sword, which was made of golden silk nanmu.

This Shoufang sword is not easy to come by, according to Wang Shoudao to my great-grandfather, the production of this Shoufang sword needs a more than three feet long, waist thickness of the best golden silk nanmu, find a skilled craftsman, carved into a coffin, and then buried deep in the ground for ten years, absorb the yin qi of the earth. Ten years later, dig it out when the moon is cloudy and cloudy, and then find a skilled craftsman, take the Nanmu core inside, carve and sharpen it into a sword, after the sword is completed, the extreme cathode is evil, all evils do not invade, kill ghosts and ghosts, and kill gods and gods.

Of course, the so-called "extreme cathode evil, all evils do not invade, kill ghosts and ghosts, kill gods and panic" is just a description, you don't take it seriously, it is to describe how powerful the Shoufang sword is, whether it is really so powerful, it is now impossible to verify, because when the "four olds" were broken, this Shoufang sword was burned as firewood. I heard my grandmother say that the pot of porridge that was boiled killed several people.

Here is another "popular science", the coffin is actually one of the objects that ghosts are afraid of, because it is the place where they are buried, and it is also the place where ghosts are most reluctant to go. Some knowledgeable people will also put a pocket coffin at home to ward off evil spirits, which is the kind of palm-sized coffin with great artistic appreciation value, one is to ward off evil spirits, and the other is to decorate. This kind of pocket coffin pig blood red is the best, and it can be put with cinnabar, incense ash, realgar and other evil spirit-ward objects, which can protect the peace of the house. I think this may be another reason why the golden silk nanmu was carved into a coffin and buried deep in the ground for ten years