The next day, Abba came back, the woman said that she had woken up, but she had been feverish, how to get injections and medicines, people began to talk nonsense, the two of them combined, no, this has to go to Cha Wenbin, Abba didn't care about resting, and went out on a bicycle.

Coincidentally, Cha Wenbin was really at home that time, and he heard that something had happened, and Chaozi came with him, they came first on a three-wheeled nephew, and Uncle Chaozi didn't forget to bring me something to eat.

Cha Wenbin's arrival that time was very hidden, and he didn't go out at home all day, maybe he was also thinking about my father and didn't want others to know because of this bridge".

Cha Wenbin came over to take a look, and said that this matter depends on the will of heaven, if the woman's life should not be extinguished, if it continues to rain tonight, the Yin and Yang Dao will be reopened, and he will go on a walk and send away the little ghost who tripped her. If it doesn't rain, there is a real dragon guarding it, and no one can send it.

At that time, we also had a temple there called the Dragon King Temple.

This dragon king temple is said to have been used to pray for rain in the past, not much way away from the general temple, and the two ancient temples were originally separated by less than four or five meters, but they have fallen into disrepair and broken four old movements, and now they have been destroyed. Although the temple was gone, the dragon had not left, and Cha Wenbin decided to go in and ask for rain that afternoon.

Preparing a big white chicken, and then a small gourd, he and Chaozi and my father touched a deep mountain in the temple, and there was a pool there, and the water was very cold and deep. There is no river further up this pool, which means that this is the source of the whole stream, and no matter how dry it is, the water here is always full.

Our river is a very famous river in China, the source of the Huangpu River, very early, people from the surrounding counties came here to ask for rain, and then this somewhat shaman-like witchcraft is known less and less, and gradually did not disturb this waterhole.

After killing the chicken, sacrificing the dragon king, and placing a small gourd on the shore, Cha Wenbin began to chant the scriptures and get water.

The scriptures are passed down by word of mouth, and there is never a written record, because the strange syllables do not even understand what the person who recites the scriptures themselves means.

The scriptures need to be read until the water in the gourd is filled, some people say that it is the water that flies down from the waterfall above, and some people say that it is the essence of water, and it is the rain of the dragon king that condenses into the divine water.

When the water was full, Chaozi carried the gourd that seemed to be the size of a mouse, but it was very laborious and heavy, and he could only remove it when he carried it to the bridge. Cha Wenbin opened the gourd and sprinkled the water inside on the bridge, and after a while, raindrops began to fall in the sky, and some things were so magical.

That night, Grandma cooked a few dishes, packed them with plaques, and handed over the rest to Cha Wenbin.

At that time, the woman was still hospitalized outside, but the news that came back was not very good, and I was afraid that she would not be cured. Cha Wenbin cut a pattern of two people carrying a sedan chair on white paper, and then hung it on a small bamboo pole with a thread, and then asked Chaozi to go to the bridge with him in the middle of the night with a vegetable bowl.

Then let Chaozi retreat to the road, Cha Wenbin lit incense and candles, set up the dishes and chopsticks, and sat in the middle of the bridge. It was drizzling at night, and Cha Wenbin was waiting there with the paper sedan chair like that. The strange thing is that Chaozi is soaking wet, but Cha Wenbin has no rain on his body at all, and the incense candles are not affected by the wind and rain at all, just like there is a vacuum area, and even the bridge deck is dry.

In the middle of the night, the paper sedan chair suddenly began to move, just like a shadow puppet play, shaking and shaking, Cha Wenbin stood up, slowly carried the sedan chair across the bridge, and when he arrived at the bridge, he suddenly took out a fire fold from his pocket and lit the piece of paper, and then threw it into the river under the bridge, and was instantly washed away by the stream.

Later, I realized that this bridge was a bridge of Naihe, and he used sacrifices and dummies to lure the little ghost out, and then kicked into the Lechuan River under the bridge.

The next day, the woman was discharged from the hospital, and all the doctors could not explain that this person, who had been declared critically ill in clinical medicine, was able to pack his bags and luggage and go home early the next morning.

Later, Cha Wenbin ordered a pair of stone lions for my father to put at the head of the bridge, and since then, the bridge has never had an accident, and I have never seen anyone else on that bend.

After that time, Cha Wenbin and Abba agreed to send me back in a few years, but after waiting for many years, I never saw Cha Wenbin again. As I grew older, the birthmark on my chest gradually became the size of a copper coin, and then I wanted to go for an operation to cut it, but my grandmother refused to live or die, saying that the little ancestor could not move, that is, since I had this birthmark, I have never seen anything that others can't see, maybe it is used to block my other eye.

And the story of that bridge went on until a month ago, and it happened again.

This year, my hometown carried out village renovation, the government funded the widening of the road, the bend was finally smashed by modern machinery to half of it, in order to facilitate the watering of the road, the pair of stone lions were temporarily moved to the other side of the road by the workers, although Abba was unhappy, but there was nothing he could do to stop the progress of the project.

On that day, I was rushing back on the busy viaduct in Hangzhou, because I had a few friends to have dinner in my hometown, and it used to take more than an hour to go back from here, but it was Friday, and the viaduct was surprisingly congested.

Following the flow of traffic, I had just passed the fourth bridge, and the mobile phone on the car rang, and the mobile phone showed that it was: Dad.

"Hey, Xiaoyi, come back quickly!" On the other end of the line was Abba's hurried voice.

"Huh? How do you know I'm coming back today, I'm already on my way. I said to Abba on the other end of the line.

It's been many years since I arrived in Hangzhou, because I'm getting busier and busier at work, and I'm going home less and less, and the frequency is basically kept at once every two months.

"Come back quickly, your mother is in the People's Hospital, she cut off her fingers!"

At that time, my head immediately "buzzed", I lost my phone, I wanted to step on the gas pedal but couldn't do anything because it was too blocked. It took me twice as long as usual to rush to the hospital that day, and when I arrived at the emergency department of the hospital, I saw my grandmother walking out of the operating room with the help of two nurses, and the thick gauze on her hands was still oozing with red blood.

She shouted at me in her usual loud voice: "It's okay, it's okay, ask your father not to call, he doesn't listen, Xiaoyi, this kid is anxious, what if there is an accident on the road?" ”

At that time, I couldn't help but cry, and at this time, my grandmother still cared about me on the road.

Grandma was working, accidentally cut her finger with a knife, and immediately the index finger of her left hand was cut in two, fortunately the hospital was delivered in time, the doctor said that the severed finger has been connected, but it will take a long recovery period, because the bones, tendons, nerves and blood vessels inside are completely broken.

In the evening, when I accompanied Abba back to get the things needed for hospitalization, I found that the pair of stone lions at the head of the bridge had been moved, so I asked, "Who moved this thing?" ”

"Don't mention it, the construction team is moving." Abba's sigh looked very helpless, as if he had something on his mind.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He took a puff of his cigarette and said, "It's a blessing in misfortune to be able to pick it up, and tomorrow they'll be fine if they move the lion back to its original place." ”

All of a sudden, my mind was pulled back to that rainy night ten years ago, and I asked, "Bridge? ”

"Hmm." Then Abba didn't want to say anything more, and then I went to ask Grandma to find out that such an incident had happened.

There was a family in the village who was always sick, and he couldn't look at it well, so the man went to find a gentleman, and the gentleman said that he had offended a wild ghost, and the wild ghost squatted on the bend, and asked him to get some dishes and chopsticks, and prepare some paper money to burn there, and said that when the burning was over, it would be fine, and he would not pester him again.

Just when they came to burn the paper, it was raining, and the lion was removed, and the man burned it in the middle of the night and left. The next day was sunny, and my grandmother got up early to clean up, and swept to the bridge by the way, because there was mud everywhere in the past few days of work, and she saw a pile of burned paper money on the ground, so she said casually: "Who did this!" ”

It just so happened that the person who burned the paper last night passed by and said, "I burned it last night." Then I told my aunt that the gentleman had told him to do it.

The most taboo thing in the Feng Shui Bureau is "broken", without the night of the stone lion, the Yin and Yang Road that has been stopped for so many years is reopened, and the wild ghosts sent to the sunshine road go straight to the door of my house.

As a result, my grandmother chopped off her finger that afternoon......

Within a few days, the pair of stone lions were put back in place, but I didn't like it no matter how I looked at it, and Abba said it was your delusion, but I didn't think so. In the end, I borrowed a compass and found that even if the construction team placed it according to the imprint left on the ground by the stone lion base, it was not completely restored, and there was still a slight deviation from what Cha Wenbin put back then.

Now that the stone lion has been fully restored, and Grandma's hand is recovering, I hope that the bridge will not reappear in the next story.