Chapter VIII

We changed into clean clothes in Brother Wu's car, and drank the spicy soup prepared by my sister-in-law, I don't know how this spicy soup is made, the taste is so good that I want to swallow the bowl together, and after a while, I feel the cold on my body is dispelled, I and the Li team are very addicted, and we drank a few bowls in a row, until the forehead sweated slightly before putting the bowl down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After drinking the soup, I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, stretched my legs and put them on the back seat, feeling my whole body return, and moaned comfortably, "It's comfortable......

Brother Wu smiled, "Seeing that you are not in a big grade, you are really good enough, you are a man!" ”

Team Li also lit a cigarette and echoed: "Well, I was worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, but I didn't expect to be so good, witty, brave, and very smart, it's good!" ”

I smiled bitterly, and said in my heart, you think I want to, this is completely forced out, okay! If I had known that it was so dangerous, the ghost would be willing to be some kind of bullshit traveler!

We each smoked cigarettes, and after a while, Brother Wu remembered and asked, "What happened to you?" Do it like this? ”

Team Li took a puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt out of the car, sighed and told Brother Wu the ins and outs, when it came to fighting with that group of monsters, I had palpitations, and my hand unnaturally touched the place where the tail of the monster leader had been smoked, and when I pressed it, it was still faintly painful.

Brother Wu also looked solemn after hearing this, and let us carefully describe the appearance of the monster, thought for a long time, and said in disbelief: "I have been in this place for more than ten years, and I have never heard of anyone in Gnie Divine Mountain who has encountered this kind of thing, but listening to your description, that, it actually looks like a ghost born in the underworld to guard the evil ghosts, but that thing is just a legendary beast, how can it really exist?!" ”

"Sneaky??" Team Li and I asked in unison.

"Well, listening to what you depict is true, I still heard the elders of the family talk about it when I was a child, and at that time it was completely a mythological story...... Legend has it that there are ten Hades in the underworld, and there are ten Hades in charge, among which there are countless ghosts, but there are too many evil ghosts in the underworld, and even the ghosts can't take care of them. Later, a person gave several fierce beasts to the Equal King Lu, who was in charge of the Abi Hell among the ten Hades Kings, saying that they could be raised and used to take care of the evil ghosts. This kind of ghost has a human face, but no nose, crawls on all fours, has a strangely long tail, can eat souls, if there is an evil ghost trying to escape, this kind of ghost will chase and kill and eat it, the evil ghost in the hell of Ah nose is guarded by the ghost, and it is really a lot more peaceful. Later, the king of equality, Lu, gave some of the little ghosts that had been bred to other Hades kings, and they multiplied like this, and since then, the evil ghosts of the entire underworld have never been able to escape, and the world has returned to peace......"

"You mean, this thing called Sneaky is actually the watchdog of the underworld?!!" I opened my mouth wide in disbelief.

"Well, in principle, yes, but there is no record of this thing in the classics, and you know, I am about 20 years older than you, and the legends we heard when we were children are definitely different from what you have heard, and these folklore stories are also very different in region, and I can know that these may also be related to my grandmother's profession, my grandmother is a very famous "Juemu" of the Momba tribe, and she knows more about the system of that world than ordinary people. ”

"Wait, wait Brother Wu, hey, no, my mind is a little messy...... You let me brush it......" I pinched my temples with my fingernails, lit a cigarette, and thought about it for a long time, and finally asked,

"In other words, this is the ghost of the underworld watchdog, which was given to the equal king Lu to take care of the evil ghosts, but this thing is not recorded in any records, which means that it is likely that the ghost is not recorded in the traditional underworld system, do you know that it is because your grandmother is, "Jue Mu"? What is Juemu? Since there is no record in any of the texts, how did your grandmother know about it? ”

Brother Wu smiled and said: "Juemu is the sorceress of the Menba tribe, it is a rather mysterious category, in the mythology of the Menba tribe, the original Juemu is said to be the daughter of the gods, there are nine sisters, living in the snow-capped sacred mountain Nanga Bhava Peak, because they can freely shuttle through the Three Realms, can solve human suffering, so people worship them." The later Juemu is said to be the descendants of these nine sisters, born with the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, my grandmother is one of them, of course, this is also a legend, it is impossible to verify, but my grandmother does have some strange abilities, I have seen it with my own eyes, which is difficult to explain......"

“…… As for how my grandmother knows, I don't know much, but the stories she told me since I was a child seem to be not very different from the ghost world and hell that have become a system today, and I can't tell which one is real...... Hehe, after all, these things are also inconsequential, who can compare this truth! ”

My mind was confused, after all, I had been an atheist for 24 years of my life, and I was told that those legendary things were real, and I really couldn't accept it for a while.

Then my forehead jumped suddenly, and I suddenly remembered a strange thing a few years ago.

It was when I was a sophomore in college, once I was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and I met a man dressed as a monk who stopped me, saying that I had a Buddha fate, and it was a Buddha fate of great creation, and took out a small wooden sign to give it to me, saying that if the opportunity came in the future, I would encounter many dangers, and this thing could make the evil not easy to get close, and said that I could use him as a talisman and wear it all the time.

I didn't even look at it and pushed it back, saying Archmage, you have received magical powers, don't take out this kind of gadget for a dollar on the stall, I know, you must say that this is not money for nothing, but as soon as you turn your face, you have to say that the donor is merciful, donate some incense, I have seen a lot of liars, you are not unseen, you are looking for others to deceive, the master does not have the spare time to spend with you!

The monk was not angry, but just looked at me meaningfully and asked, "Does the donor believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?"

I sneered, "Ghosts?!" Master, I was born in the spring breeze and grew up under the red flag, a socialist successor with red roots, and your feudal superstitions still want to confuse me?! I said Archmage, I don't care about believing in this thing, but I, I, you can see clearly, I'm a real atheist, don't talk nonsense with me here......"

The monk still smiled deeply, and didn't care, at this time the bus I was waiting for arrived at the station, I put on my backpack and quickly squeezed into the car, and looked out after finding a seat and sat down, the monk was still looking at me in the same place, seeing me look at him, the monk folded his hands and said a word in his mouth, but unfortunately the bus had started at that time, and it was too far away, I didn't hear clearly, I silently scolded a neuropathy, put on the headphones and closed my eyes and began to nap.

I really didn't take that incident to heart, and I thought that the monk was a liar from the beginning to the end, and I left it behind when I got out of the car. At that time, I still lived with my grandfather, and I lived on campus on weekdays and went back to my grandfather on weekends. In fact, it's a shame to say, I'm so old but surprisingly lazy, I don't wear a coat for a week without changing, sometimes grandpa really can't stand it and take a broom pimple to whip me and let me wash it, I'm really scared of being pumped, and I can only hold a basin to wash clothes if I don't want to.

That day, too, I put the water and rummaged through the coat in the basin to see if there was anything in my pocket, but I didn't expect to pull out a hard little sign and come out, I wondered, thinking that this is not my thing, when did it run into my pocket? I picked it up and looked at it carefully.

It was a small reddish-brown wooden sign, the size of two one-yuan coins, I couldn't tell what kind of wood it was carved, but I could feel that the wood density was very high to the touch, heavy, I don't know how long it had been played, it had been pulped, and it looked like it was quite a few years. The front of the wooden plaque is carved with a pattern that looks like a flower but not a flower, and the lines are very complicated, but on the back is a vertical line of text that I can't read, and I don't know which country or which period of writing it is.

I scratched my head and thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't remember when it appeared in the jacket pocket of the nest, and I didn't care, so I threw the sign aside and continued to do laundry. Washing and washing, I suddenly remembered, wow, this shouldn't be the piece that the monk wanted to give me just now, right? So when did he put it in my pocket? This trick is wow! But if a thief takes things from other people's pockets, why does he send things into other people's pockets?

I didn't bother to do the laundry, so I took the wooden sign and looked at it carefully, and I didn't see any way out for a quarter of an hour. Later, I also showed this thing to my grandfather, but unfortunately my grandfather couldn't say why, so I was impatient, and threw the brand directly to my grandfather and said that his old man would help me keep it, and my grandfather didn't say anything, and put it directly into a small sundries box of mine at home.

After that, I graduated and worked, because the place of work was too far away from my grandfather's house, I really didn't want to live with my grandfather anymore, and it was too annoying to nag and talk all day long, so I shared a house with others near my workplace, and when I moved, I reorganized all my things, and some of the tattered things that should have been thrown away, and the wooden sign was long gone, and slowly I forgot about it.

Now that I think about it, what will happen to the monk who said that I will have an opportunity in the future, and that there will be evil people who will get close?! So I encountered so many unbelievable things today, is it the chance that the monk said?

My scalp was numb again, if what the monk said was true, wouldn't I have a peaceful life after that?! I unconsciously lit another cigarette, the car door was open, and there was already a small pile of cigarette butts under my feet, I smiled bitterly, I have never been addicted to smoking, and now I can only rely on nicotine to relieve tension.

I went through it from beginning to end, wondering what had led to the current situation. I smoked a cigarette and muttered to my mouth and woke up at 7:30 a.m...... Eat porridge buns as breakfast...... Then it rained...... Take a raincoat...... Junction ride-...... I waited for half an hour to catch the bus to the Gnee Sacred Mountain...... To the ground...... Wandering...... Photograph...... Then I met the Tibetan people who turned the mountain...... The silk is going to turn the mountain and kowtow...... Kampot ......

I'm a spirit, yes! Ever since the Tibetan named Kampot gave me a thangka, something has started to go wrong! The situation is one after another, and I haven't had time to tell the Li team about it yet!

I looked excited and said to Team Li: "There is something that I haven't told you yet, maybe it's the key!" ”

So after I turned the Li team and the silk into the mountain, how strange Kampot was, how he gave me a thangka, how I later found that everyone was missing, and then I was found by the Li team, and found that I had a time difference of about an hour and a half, and I said it as it was.

After that, I took out the cylinder containing the thangka from the dirty backpack that had been thrown into the trunk and showed it to the Li team and Brother Wu.

"This, this, this is actually a twin boy thangka!"