I was puzzled, Aunt Jiang, a newly dead ghost, could come out and make trouble without going over the first seven days, what kind of obsession affected it.

When I was thinking, I turned around and saw the goddess following closely behind me, with a look of concern on her face, and suddenly my heart was hot, and I was in a hurry to deal with things just now, and I forgot about her existence.

"Aren't you afraid? Do you want to order cinnabar to seal the six senses? I smiled at her and said.

"I haven't seen any scenes, are you still afraid of dead people and hauntings, I don't need to, I think the ghosts sing at least better than the grass stage team!" Lin Xin smiled, which amused me.

The goddess does still have a humorous cell.

"The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn, lightly relieve Luo Shang, and go to the Lanzhou ...... alone"

Lin Xin was singing softly along with the ghost, this song of the full moon in the West Building is also a song often sung by the grass platform team when the countryside is holding funerals.

In short, many classic and sad songs in the 80s were used by the rural grass stage team as a must-sing song.

The songs they sang such as the platform, the looks, the full moon in the West Building, etc., are more representative than mourning!

I stared at the goddess for a long time and asked, "Can you talk to the ghost directly?" ”

Lin Xin shook his head and said, "Except for Gu Technique, I won't know anything else." ”

It's troublesome, if you want to figure out why Aunt Jiang appeared in the mourning hall and caused panic, you still need to use occult arts, and it is very troublesome and troublesome to use occult arts. I thought about it, why don't I ask Uncle Jiang first, if I can ask it, it will save me some useless work.

At this moment, I think of little Lori Ye Lingman, if she is there, it will be very relaxed, yin and yang eyes, you can also communicate directly with ghosts, and you will know everything if you ask casually.

It's been more than a month, and I haven't contacted them, so I don't know how they're doing.

Putting away my thoughts, I called Uncle Jiang to ask outside the mourning hall.

"The ghost is your wife, she is singing songs such as the platform, the looks, and the full moon in the West Building, did your wife like to sing very much when she was alive?" I asked.

Uncle Jiang shook his head and said, "I haven't seen her sing much, we are all rural people, we have no culture, and we have no talent in music." ”

No, then why did her wife sing? And the singing is better than that of professionals like the grass stage team. If she didn't have this hobby during her lifetime, why would she show it after death?

I continued, "What about your relationship when you were alive?" Do you get along well, are there any contradictions? ”

"We have a good relationship and rarely quarrel."

Lin Xin couldn't help asking: "Is that your wife missing you and came back to see you, those songs are all expressions of missing your lover." ”

Uncle Jiang said: "We never said to each other who loves whom, who likes whom, we met on a blind date, and then got married, and we have been very harmonious after marriage, if you want to talk about love, I don't know what's going on." ”

Uncle is a lot older, and he doesn't know much about what love is, and when he talks about this topic at this time, his old face turns red.

"Well, I understand, in fact, both of you husband and wife are the kind of people who are not good at expressing their feelings, although they met on a blind date, and they don't know love in your eyes, but the marriage formed by a blind date is not necessarily not true love. In the past years, 90% of people didn't get married through blind dates, can it be said that they don't have love? They just love after marriage, and love after marriage, and if they don't experience some life and death, they can't find out. I think my aunt must be reluctant to come back to see you. I analyzed.

"This ...... But she scared people, besides, if you think about me, can't ghosts trust dreams, trust dreams to me, why use such a scary method, I always feel that this is not the case. Did she have any other wishes? For example, who did she have a grudge with, got into a fight, or who blackmailed her for money? When I was alive, if I didn't ask about her private affairs, she wouldn't tell me. Uncle Jiang asked.

Lin Xin said anxiously: "Why didn't you tell you?" ”

"She said she was afraid that I would worry about it, and she could solve her own affairs by herself, and she didn't want to drag me down."

"Hey, it seems that your wife loves you very much, and some trivial things are so for you!" Lin Xin sighed, couldn't help but glance at me, and thought: If this nerd could be as careful and considerate as Aunt Jiang, I guess I would have found out what I meant to you.

Seeing that Uncle Jiang couldn't ask why, I had to use occult methods.

I thought about it for a while, and said to Uncle Jiang: "Do you have yellow paper at home, find a few more, and help me find a brush." ”

After a while, the things were ready, and I began to set them up.

I cut the yellow paper into small pieces, took out my own ink, and put the brush in the ink bottle to soak, and his brush could not be used at all, and it was almost bald. I don't pay attention to it, I just write a few random words.

First grab a few handfuls of incense ash and spread them in the lime circle, which is where the ghost floats.

After that, replace the incense from the censer on the altar with a new one and relight it.

After the brush was soaked and soft enough to write, I took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote on the paper: Tell me why you came.

When he finishes writing, he throws it into a brazier and burns it.

The smoke drifts towards the place where the ghost is in the air, which means that the ghost can receive the message, so if I burn yellow paper to the ghost, it will definitely receive the words on the paper.

After a while, the incense ash under the ghost's feet gradually showed some words.

Since Aunt Jiang had no culture during her lifetime, she could only write some simple words, and she couldn't write slightly complex words, so she replaced them with circles.

The approximate meaning of the words on the incense ash is: she was led by the singing, hearing these songs, the feelings of longing spread, she can't let go of her wife, her son and daughter, her grandson, and she can't let go of the grass and trees at home.

Unexpectedly, I was really seduced by those songs.

These songs are really more appealing to ghosts than mourning.

I couldn't help but shudder, and I didn't dare to sing those songs casually in the future, for fear of attracting ghosts.

I quickly wrote on the yellow paper: You haven't passed the first seven, why can you come back, and besides, you died of natural causes, it is impossible to complain so much.

Words appeared on the incense ash again, which probably meant: she actually did not die of natural illness, but she has been secretly hiding sleeping pills, she is really painful to be tortured by the disease, she doesn't want to drag down her family, she doesn't want to add burden to their already poor family, and she doesn't want to see her wife busy with taking care of him every day and can't even take care of food. She's distressed! In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I drank all the sleeping pills that I had hidden a lot of at once a few days ago.

The medical conditions in the village were very simple, and the lame doctor came to check the cause of death, but when he saw that the person was walking peacefully, and there were no scars on his body, he concluded that he died of illness, and there was no autopsy on the stomach at all.