Chapter Seventy-Five: A Hundred Ghosts Come Out
The Rakshasa ghost came here the day before yesterday to lay out the formation, so calculated, today happens to be the third day! Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little anxious.
"Little master, what's wrong?" Seeing that I frowned, Zhang Dashan's father asked.
"Oh, no, it's okay!" I smiled and pretended to be relaxed and said, it's better not to put too much psychological pressure on them.
"Oh, oh." Although Zhang Dashan's father felt that I had something on his mind, he didn't dare to ask more when he didn't say anything.
"Snort~" Zhang Dashan's father opened the drawer of the wooden table and gently took out three sticks of incense from the drawer.
"Uncle, who are you?" I asked, a little puzzled.
"Oh, I'm going to put incense on the Bodhisattva, and when the mountain is alive and when I'm leaving, I keep telling me that no matter how poor our family is, we can't slack off the Bodhisattva."
I nodded lightly and said, "In that case, I'll go and say goodbye too!" ”
Zhang Dashan's father and I went to the main house, walked past Zhang Dashan's mother's coffin, and stopped at an offering table covered with a white cloth.
Zhang Dashan's father gently lifted the white cloth, a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in front of our eyes, in the moment I saw this Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, my heart was shocked, this, this Buddha statue actually has a spirit!
As we all know, from ancient times to the present, many families will worship Buddha statues and gods, but many times, these Buddha statues and gods are just mud tires.
The statue of the Buddha has a spirit, that is, there is the consciousness of the god and the Buddha in the statue, and the clay statue with the consciousness of the god can be said to be one in ten thousand, which is very rare!
I respectfully bowed to the Bodhisattva statue three times, and my heart was overjoyed, and I secretly said that there was a turnaround this time!
In the room, Zhou Hao and I were preparing things for the night, when Zhang Dashan walked in, he smiled and said, "Little master, is there anything you need my help with?" ”
"Oh, no, these things are what I use a lot, hey, by the way, Dashan, let's talk!"
Hearing that I was going to talk to him, Zhang Dashan was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Hey! Good! ”
Zhou Hao, Zhang Dashan, the three of us sat on the edge of the bed.
"Dashan, I don't think you have a good relationship with your parents?" I asked.
Hearing my words, Zhang Dashan's expression was a little gloomy, he smiled wistfully, sighed and said, "My parents were teachers when they were young, they were better than me for their students, and they should care about them, maybe the village is very poor and backward, my parents hope that there will be some promising people in the village, and the environment in the village can be improved when the time comes!" ”
"When I was younger, they were grading homework late at school, and I was alone to heat up the leftovers, and after eating, I went to bed alone, which was a very common thing. It may sound like nothing now, but at the time, for a 6 or 7-year-old child, I almost fell asleep with my head covered by a quilt every night! ”
"From my preschool to second grade, I was in the top three of my class in almost every exam, but my parents didn't say anything but praise me, in fact, I don't ask them for anything, I just hope they can have time to spend with me."
"Later, when I didn't do well in an exam, my father reprimanded me, and then I got off work early in the next few days to help me with my homework."
"I suddenly felt that I could get the care and companionship of my parents for poor study, so since then, I have become naughty, no longer studying, doing some things that are not doing my job, who knows, I do this, it will only disappoint them, make them think that their son is very unproductive, in fact, I just want to get the love of parents that ordinary children can enjoy."
As he spoke, Zhang Dashan's eyes were a little moist. "Mountain!" Zhou Hao gently patted Zhang Dashan's shoulder.
I was a little touched in my heart and wanted to comfort Dashan, but I couldn't find a word to comfort him.
Outside the door, an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face was already in tears at this time.
Night was fast approaching, and I was holding a few evil charms and sticking them in a corner, the only place in this courtyard where there was plenty of yang.
"Huoyi, my dad and I should be fine here, right?!" Zhang Dashan asked nervously with a nervous expression holding the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in his hand.
I smiled, patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't be nervous, there are talismans here, and you have a spiritual Bodhisattva statue in your hand, it should be safe." Of course, if you are in danger, I will come to your aid as soon as possible! ”
"Fire, fire, I, I'm okay here, right?" Zhou Hao sat in front of Zhang Dashan's mother's coffin and asked in a trembling voice.
"It's okay! I'll always be there for you! Feel relieved! ”
Zhou Hao pinched the gossip mirror and nodded slightly.
Because after death, there is still a soul left in the body, and the soul does not leave the body until the first seven o'clock when the deceased returns home.
Now Zhang Dashan's mother's soul is still in her body, and if a ghost invades her body, it may cause her soul to disperse.
If this soul is dispersed, Zhang Dashan's mother will never be able to be reincarnated. Zhou Hao's yang energy was heavier, so I asked him to hold a gossip mirror in front of Zhang Dashan's mother's coffin.
"Huhu~"
As night fell, a gust of wind whistled by, and my heart hung in the air.
I stood in the middle of the courtyard, my hand holding the peachwood sword covered in a fine layer of sweat, and my eyes looked around vigilantly.
"Woo woo ......"
"Hehehehehehehe......"
"Ahh......h
"Woo woo woo woo ......"
Suddenly, there was a ghost crying wolf howling from all directions, a noisy and chaotic sound, I was stunned, and I glanced at Zhang Dashan and others, who were a little panicked, and shouted loudly, "Don't mess up!" I'll protect you! Stand your ground! ”
"Huhu~"
"Huhu~"
Gusts of gloomy wind raged in the courtyard, and a thin layer of mist rose in the courtyard.
The scene in front of me was slightly hazy and blurry, and suddenly, my back was slightly cold, my pupils froze, and without the slightest hesitation, I swung my peachwood sword and slashed behind me.
"Huh~" With a bang, the peachwood sword cut through the air and slashed at a black shadow, which was cut in two and disappeared into a cloud of black gas.
My breathing was a little short, a drop of cold sweat on my forehead slipped down my cheeks, and I felt that the yin qi around me was getting heavier and heavier, and there were still a lot of yin qi mixed with evil qi, resentment, and anger things slowly approaching the courtyard.
"Uh-huh...... Give me my life! ”
"Woo...... Me, my heart! ”
"Hahahaha, human flesh, delicious!"
"I, I'm so hungry! I'm going to drink blood. ”
……
For a while, all kinds of voices sounded in the yard one after another, and at this time, the small yard was also full of all kinds of ghosts, and the outside of the yard was also black!
I grinned and secretly said that the was playing big this time!
"Ahh Give me my life! ”
"Hahahaha...... Human flesh, delicious!! ”
"You, can you give me your heart?"
Standing in the middle of the courtyard, I naturally became the first target of the ghosts.
At this moment, three ghosts pounced on me, I took two steps back, reached into the pocket of my coat with my left hand and held a handful of incense ashes, and a demon with a head and neck half parted came to me first, and I sprinkled the ashes on its neck.
"Ahh "Ahh The demon clutched its neck and screamed in pain, and when I took advantage of this, I swung my right hand and stabbed it with a peachwood sword, striking it in the heart, and it looked at me a little unwillingly, and then turned into a pool of black, fishy slime.
"Ahh Blaze! This! This Bodhisattva statue is useless! ”
An anxious voice came, and I turned my head to look in the direction of Zhang Dashan, and at this time, there was a powerful ghost with a cloak of hair ignoring the evil charm on the wall, and walked towards Zhang Dashan and his father, but the Bodhisattva statue held by Zhang Dashan did not respond.
I feel a little anxious and puzzled, this Bodhisattva statue is like a powerful aura, and a divine consciousness has descended into it, how can this be the case now?!
I was about to run towards Zhang Dashan, but there was a cold air behind me, and I dodged sideways, only to see that several ghosts pounced on me again, surrounding me in the middle.