Sister Chai was halfway through speaking, as if she remembered the sad mood of the day, and her tone was a little whimpering. Then burst into tears.

I said, "People can't be resurrected from the dead, so please mourn by the way." "Intellectually, this is a useless cliché, but I really don't know what to say in this situation.

Sister Chai touched her tears and said, "Later, my mother seemed to be asleep. No matter how much you call her, you can't call her anymore. ”

I asked, "When did this happen?" ”

Sister Chai thought for a while and said, "Three days ago." ”

I secretly thought in my heart: "Mrs. Chai gave people a dream, wasn't it just three days ago?" ”

Sister Chai continued: "My mother lay in the coffin for three days, neither eating nor talking. I can't wake up no matter how much I scream. The breath and pulse were getting weaker and weaker, and it wasn't until this morning that he lost his breath. ”

Mr. Lu said lightly: "This morning, I'm afraid it's the hour when we leave for Baicheng." Mrs. Chai is waiting for us. ”

This is a profound statement. I glanced at him, but he smiled and didn't explain anything.

Mr. Lu stood up and asked, "Can I see her body?" ”

Sister Chai hesitated: "The dead can't see the sky twice, it's already in the coffin, I'm afraid it's not good to open it again?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "How can you be sure that she is dead?" ”

Sister Chai was stunned for a moment. Followed by. It's like I understand something. As if crazy, she stumbled towards the coffin, and then with an axe in her hand, she struck the coffin vigorously. It seems to be to smash the coffin and get the people inside.

Mr. Lu waved his hand and stopped her. Then he slapped twice on the edge of the coffin. The nails of the coffin, which were several inches long, were photographed.

Mr. Lu pushed the lid of the coffin, revealing the body inside.

Mrs. Chai lay quietly inside, as Sister Chai described, she was much older than a few months ago. I saw that her face was a little blue-gray, which was definitely not the color of a living person.

Mr. Lu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the heart of Mrs. Chai. Then he made a complicated gesture. At the heart of the old lady Chai, there was a heavy blow.

I saw Mrs. Chai's body shake violently, and then she opened her mouth wide as if she wanted to shout something. However, she didn't make any sound, and lay back in the coffin.

The scene just now seemed to be more like Mr. Lu's blow, which affected her body, so it caused some reactions.

But even these marionette-like reactions were enough to make Sister Chai full of anticipation, and she asked, "How is it?" Is my mom still alive? ”

Mr. Lu pondered for a moment and said, "It stands to reason that she is indeed dead. However, the time of death is short. And it was hooked by the imp. Strictly speaking, her soul is still a living soul, and there is a possibility of returning to yang. ”

As soon as Sister Chai heard this, she immediately grabbed Mr. Lu's hand and begged, "Please save her." ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "We didn't come here to see the excitement. You can rest assured. ”

Then, he asked Sister Chai for three sticks of incense. It was inserted into the mouth of the old lady Chai. He instructed Sister Chai: "These three incense sticks can't be broken." When you finish burning, you should continue immediately. ”

Sister Chai nodded: "I understand." ”

Mr. Lu circled around the coffin and said, "The soul can't leave the body for too long. Otherwise, you will become a ghost. We're running out of time. ”

Subsequently, he asked Sister Chai, "When did she go to the nunnery?" ”

Sister Chai said: "It's about ten o'clock in the evening. ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "At ten o'clock tonight, I'll go to her and see if I can get my soul back." ”

Sister Chai is naturally grateful to us and said that no matter whether Mrs. Chai comes back or not, we are her benefactors.

According to Mr. Lu's instructions, the spirit flags outside and the spirit shed in the courtyard were not removed. A qiē is left as it is. It's just that all those who come to mourn are blocked from the door.

We rested at Sister Fang's house for an afternoon. Wait until evening. After Mr. Lu had a full meal, he made a paper lantern out of the white paper in front of the mourning hall. Then ask Sister Chai for the address of the nunnery.

There are many taboos on the white paper in front of the spirit. But Mr. Lu didn't care, this can also be called a daring artist.

When he had finished the lantern, he sat down at the door, as if he were about to set off when the time came.

I asked, "Why don't you have my lantern?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled slightly and said, "I'll go by myself this time, and you are here to pick me up." ”

I was a little uncertain in my heart: "I answer you?" How do I respond? ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "I don't know either." But you're the only Taoist priest here, so if there's any emergency, you'd better watch it. ”

I was about to speak again, but he looked at his watch and said, "It's time." It's time for me to go. ”

Then, he picked up the lantern and walked out of the gate.

I unconsciously followed, and Mr. Lu replied lightly, "You can go back." Zhao Mang, be careful. If I don't come back, you're left to do it alone. ”

I stood at the door and saw that Mr. Lu's figure was a little thin. The lanterns in his hands swayed slightly, until he turned a corner, and there was nothing left in front of him, only a large area of darkness.

This scene reminds me of one word: uncertain life and death.

When I returned to Chai's house, I saw Sister Chai guarding Mrs. Chai's coffin. She stood up and asked me, "What are we going to do now?" ”

I sat down on the steps, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can you give me a few candles?" ”

I asked Sister Chai for a candle, and then followed Mr. Lu's example and set up a Beidou array at the door. I don't know why I'm doing this, maybe I just want to use everything I know.

By the time I dripped, I felt a strange connection to the candles. It's like they've become a part of my body. I could feel the air flow in the middle of the candle, it was chaotic, there was no rule at all, and if I were a little ghost, I would probably sink into it.

I retreated into the courtyard and sat on the steps, holding the big knife in a daze.

According to Sister Chai, after Mrs. Chai approached the nunnery, it took a day and a night before returning. I don't know how long it will take for Mr. Lu to come back, and I don't know if he will be alive when he comes back.

Sister Chai has changed the incense twice, but there is no movement at the door, the door has been open, as long as Mr. Lu comes back, I will find out immediately.

I was already tired after a day of driving and staying up half the night. Sitting on the steps, I couldn't help but start dozing off.

Sister Fang patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhao, you go to sleep for a while, I'll help you watch here." ”

I shook my head and said, "No, I'm the only Taoist priest here now, and I can't leave this place." ”

I was talking to Sister Fang when I suddenly felt a surge of qi and blood. It's like a hand is stirring around my body, messing up all my internal organs.

I reflexively looked towards the door, and I found Mr. Lu standing outside the door.

I exclaimed, "Coming back?" ”

When I ran to the door, I saw Mr. Lu standing there with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to want to come in.

I asked suspiciously, "Mr. Lu, why don't you come in?" ”.！

Mr. Lu said lightly: "These candles are placed here, and I can't get in." ”

This shocked me. I remembered the words of Mrs. Chai before: There is a door god here, and I can't get in.

I wandered for a moment and saw that Mr. Lu was still waiting for me, so I blew out the candle. When the last candle was extinguished, I felt as if something had been pulled out of my body. I felt soft and a little detached under my feet.

I stretched out my hand, held the door, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, you only taught me how to set up the formation, but did not teach me how to withdraw the formation." ”

Mr. Lu said lightly: "This kind of carving insect skills, don't learn it." ”

I strangely followed him in. Then he asked cautiously, "Mr. Lu, are you okay?" ”

Mr. Lu replied very calmly: "Of course it's okay, what can I do?" ”