The summer night should be very hot, but at this moment I feel an inexplicable coldness in my heart, cold heart, or something else, I can't tell.

Taking the incense from the fat uncle, I smiled at the baby in the mirror, lit the incense, put the incense in the glass next to the sink, and whispered, "Eat some, when you're full, my brother will send you to grandma." ”

The baby was smiling, and in the mirror, it sat down slowly, sniffing the smoke of the tribute incense with its nose, and seemed to enjoy it.

Strange to say, after being sucked in a few times, the smoke did not float away from it, but floated straight to the floating corpse in the toilet, and it seemed that its real body should be there.

Before, when I was rushed by it, all the words I heard were muttered by me as if talking to myself, and Hai Dongqing and the others also understood the origin of this baby, and they were all silent.

"The way of the world" The fat uncle shook his head with a wry smile, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the toilet, and after a while, he came in with a plastic bag, walked to the toilet by himself, put his hand on the plastic bag, and reached in.

The baby's eyes were covered with carrion, but I could still feel the curiosity in its gaze.

I saw it sucking the incense while watching the fat uncle salvage his body, giggling non-stop.

"It has a very high IQ, just like a living person." Hai Dongqing said suddenly, his face full of puzzlement: "Wang Xue doesn't seem to have much IQ, unlike it." ”

I wiped my eyes, didn't look back, just turned my back to them, and watched the baby smoke the incense without saying a word.

There was silence for a while, and I spoke to them slowly.

"The IQ of the unjust is not comparable to that of people, because they are all mentally ill." I said, Hai Dongqing and Zhou Yan didn't understand, but Uncle Fat had already understood the truth, nodded and didn't speak.

I lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "Wang Xue has cultivated into a real body, but she doesn't have much normal human consciousness, what is this for, do you know the way?" ”

"The real body is smeared with oil?" The fat uncle frowned.

"He's not a man." I said, and added: "It's also a ghost, it's just a half-finished product, and he hasn't fully cultivated to the point of a man, if he really becomes a man, like Wang Xue's real body, he can slap one to death." ”

"You mean?" The fat uncle's brows furrowed even tighter.

I took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled it, and whispered: "The reason why the unjust will lose the consciousness of the living is related to their hearts. ”

"Wang Xue has cultivated into a real body, and her ability is not small, but she is also unconscious, and the reason is very simple." I shook off the ash of my cigarette and said, "Angry, where will there be any consciousness?" ”

Hai Dongqing is very smart, and when he heard me say this, he immediately understood a little and asked: "You mean that negative emotions make them lose consciousness, that is, they lose their normal thinking, like a madman."

Before he finished speaking, I nodded and took over the conversation: "This baby doesn't have too many negative emotions, resentment, hatred, anger, and sadness, and he doesn't have the four main negative emotions, so he can have a living consciousness." ”

Hearing this, Hai Dongqing also frowned: "According to what you say, the injustices with the consciousness of a living person should also exist, so wouldn't it be difficult for Taoist warlocks to clean them up?" ”

I threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, pointing to the baby's phantom in the mirror: "Did we clean him up?" ”

Hai Dongqing didn't understand what I meant, and shook his head.

"From ancient times to the present, the injustices of consciousness have never harmed people." I whispered, "Consciousness may also be kindness, but unconsciousness is the most problematic wrong." ”

At this time, the fat uncle also salvaged the baby's body, put it in a plastic bag, and put it on the sink.

"Little one, my brother sent you away, okay?" I forced out a smile, forced a smile, and said to the little baby in the mirror.

Hearing my words, the little baby nodded his head and looked very happy.

"Sit down obediently, my brother will send you down." I lit another stick of incense, inserted it into the water cup, and then untied the joyful gong pinned to my waist and struck it heavily.

"锵~~~"

In the past, the deafening gong of joy was inexplicably low, as if it also felt the heaviness of the atmosphere, and the sadness in the sound of the gong was extremely obvious.

"The sky is blue, and the earth is blue."

"The sun and the moon have no light, the heaven and the earth have no direction, the yang people are sinned, and the yin people are sad~~"

"锵~~~锵~~~锵~~~"

"God has not long eyes, how can Yang people not be sad, people are not evil, and good thoughts last forever in Yin Mountain."

"锵~~"

"It's only half an hour when I landed, I was shot in my stomach leisurely, and people wept when three gongs sounded, and I didn't want to return home in this life."

"锵~~~锵~~~锵~~~"

Transcendence, which is a very complex science, Taoism, Kanyujia, Buddhism, and folk magicians, the method of transcendence is different.

Reciting scriptures to send ghosts, fasting to send "people", although the methods are different, but the purpose is the same, all in order to let the yin soul return to the underworld and wait for the reincarnation of the next life.

The transcendence in the five spells of the Yi family is very complicated, and it is more complicated than the methods of other warlocks to transcend the Yin Soul.

Knock on the table, sound the gong, this is the "accompaniment" that the Yi family must have for the super yin, there is no wooden table here at this time, and if you want to exceed it, you can only use the Xishen gong.

You should have also discovered that the lyrics of Chaodu and Wang Xue's singing are different.

In the inheritance of the Yi family, the lyrics of the super-yin soul have to be made up by themselves.

Not only must you be close to reality and tell the grievances of this ghost's death, but you also have to tell how his family is reluctant, or where the deceased is pitiful and regretful.

I hope to move the heavens with these lyrics, so that the yin soul can be reincarnated as a human as soon as possible, and suffer less when it goes down to the earth.

"As the saying goes, the good will be rewarded, and the wicked will enter the stage.

"锵~~锵~~锵~~~"

"The sea of bitterness is vast and everything is sad, the disciple only wants to seek reincarnation, what he asks for is that the descendants of the deceased are still human, and what he asks for is that the descendants of the deceased are not sad~~"

"锵~~~"

With the singing sounding, the sin in the mirror also kept laughing, looked at me with his head tilted, and suddenly said: "Xie Lu, Brother Xie, I don't hurt anymore"

His voice was still intermittent, much like a child who had just learned to speak, and although there was a coldness in his tone, it was more immature that made people's eyes red.

"Send you on the road, and hope that you will still be a human being in the next life."

"锵~~~"

"Send you on the road, I hope you will not be sad in the next life~~~~"

"Qiang !!"

A gong sounded, and a man was sent away.

A gong sounded, leaving an unforgettable image in my heart, the sky was dark and full of stars.

A young child sat on the edge of the balcony and stretched out his hand to catch the stars in the sky

Seeing that the deceased gradually disappeared in the mirror, Hai Dongqing and Zhou Yan were relieved, and they both had expectations in their eyes, they should be looking forward to this child to be a good family in the next life.

In fact, there is one point, I didn't tell them clearly, and Uncle Fat also knew this, and he didn't say it.

This child cannot be reincarnated immediately after going to the underworld, and he can only be reincarnated after receiving the punishment, and I cannot change this.

He had killed a living person, and that alone would have cost him decades of suffering, to say the least.

"You can't change it, let it be." The fat uncle sighed, took out a cigarette and handed it to me: "Miss your parents?" ”

I shook my head, lit the cigarette, and put it in my mouth: "I jumped out of the stone, Sun Wukong's trumpet, by the way, we really can't help it"

The fat uncle sighed, interrupted me, patted me on the shoulder and walked out, and said in a low voice: "Don't feel sorry for this child, relax your mind, there are too many things we can't change, this is fate, this is reality"

Reality, two seemingly simple words, is extremely heavy.

Uncle Fat is right, this is fate, reality is always very different from obscene novels, and the biggest difference may be the cruelty of reality.

In the novel, people can always change their lives against the sky, God is not even a fart in front of the male protagonist, and the word "against the sky" seems extremely relaxed and happy.

In reality, God is really a grandfather, he gives you a slap, you have to continue, if you want to resist, it's pure, you are not even a fart in his eyes.

"Reality" I smoked and kept up with the fat uncle.

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Three o'clock in the evening.

Golden Road, barbecue stands.

"Let's go, let's not ask for a good drink today, just a drink." Zhou Yan raised his glass with a smile, raised his head and took a dry sip, and the boldness of drinking couldn't help but make me look sideways.

There's something wrong with this grandson.

"I'm going on a blind date tomorrow, and the family has arranged it." Zhou Yan poured himself another glass of wine, his tone was sad to the extreme, and he shook his head and sighed bitterly: "The latest news, that woman will bring seven or eight girlfriends to watch me tomorrow, it is said that she wants to investigate." ”

I nodded, asked, and then what?

"Brother, we've known each other for so many years, touch your conscience and say, how does my brother treat you?" Zhou Yan said politely to me and poured me a glass of wine.

"Not good." I laughed and pretended I didn't understand him.

Zhou Yan coughed awkwardly and went straight to the point: "Ming'er will accompany me?" ”

I took a sip of my wine and scolded impatiently.

"Get out of the ball."

Zhou Yan shook his head, didn't continue to talk to me, turned his head to talk to the fat uncle, the voice was not loud, and I only heard a few words sporadically.

"Fat uncle, the wood is not too young."

"My blind date's girlfriend group has a huge lineup and rich content, and if he goes, maybe he will find true love."

"Ouch, the fat uncle is really insightful! He can't be delayed when he's old, but now he's twenty-five or sixteen, and if he drags it out, won't he have to be thirty to get married? ”

Hearing this, without waiting for me to express his opinion, the fat uncle slapped the table and shouted: "Tomorrow, you and Xiao Zhou will be angry (go) to see, if there is a suitable one, take it home directly!" ”

I looked at the fat uncle in a daze, and saw that his smile was full of threat, so I could only nod my head and agree silently.

Immediately, I turned my head and glared at Zhou Yan angrily, and I couldn't help blurting out the dirty words.

"You grandson!!"