I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until Master Fang walked up to me and said a word that I took back the homesickness.

"Boy, homesick, right?"

I nodded vigorously and lamented, "I haven't been home for almost a year." This time, I didn't dare to call home, because I was afraid that my parents would be worried, and then I would work even harder to make money. Hehe, see the smile! Master Fang, shouldn't we go and send home the ghost that haunts me now?"

I quickly turned the subject to the purpose of my trip, not that I was afraid that the evil would change sooner rather than later. It's that I don't want to be seen by Master Fang on my vulnerable side. Man! Who doesn't want home? Who doesn't want to make a good life for their family, but these are not just words, but actions. Therefore, it is useless to tell Master Fang more, it is better to end the matter as soon as possible, and I can go back to work in the factory and continue to receive the meager salary that I have worked hard with blood and sweat.

Master Fang shook his head and said softly, "Hmm! It was almost twelve o'clock. You come into the house and help me take out the baggage! Let's go. ”

He quickly entered the house and brought out the baggage that Master Fang had brought from home, which contained all kinds of tools to be used to open the altar. Looking at Master Fang's hand again, he had to grasp a colorful and angry rooster like magic. When this guy saw me coming, he was sticking his neck out, his pointed mouth ready to attack me.

smiled slightly, looked at the posture of the big, and secretly thought to himself: Let you be angry, wait for your death, hum!

Then I led Master Fang under the starry night sky to the wild slope that had made me miserable for half a month. A bunch of unknown creatures and insects all around us made their own beautiful chirps, as if welcoming us.

Under the moonlight, through a few thorns, a conspicuous black stone tablet appeared in front of our eyes. That's right, this stele is the one I squatted on the last time I was on the tuba. I think at the beginning, I didn't dare to be on the grass because I was afraid that there would be too many snakes and insects at night in summer. Which Cheng thought that he would provoke such a thing.

Pointing to the stone stele, I said to Master Fang, "Master, this is it."

"Hmmm! Got it. Master Fang answered, then took the burden from my back, and then handed me the big in his hand. Strange to say, the moment I touched it, the pecked at my hand as fast as I could, and I almost let go of my grip on it in pain.

"Hey! You guy, you recognize me?" As soon as I saw that the big still wanted to peck me, I hurriedly pinned his head to my neck and let it struggle in my hands, but it couldn't peck me.

Master Fang glanced at me and said, "It's not that this rooster recognizes you, but that it recognizes the ghosts around you." Let me tell you, although animals cannot speak, they have an innate gift for being able to feel things that are invisible to the human eye. ”

"I said it!" After Master Fang's explanation, I instantly understood why this rooster treated me like a murderer of my father. The rooster, according to legend, used to be the phoenix in the sky, but when he went down to the people, he was greedy for human food, and finally stayed in the mortal world to reproduce, and over time he gave birth to many different types of offspring. So, it's an instinctive reaction to attack ghosts. Like dogs, these animals tend to glow in the dark at night and bark wildly, probably because they see things that humans can't see. It's just that people can't see those things, so they just comfort themselves with the reason that the living are passing by.

During the conversation, Master Fang had already taken out all the tools in the baggage. What yellow charms, incense candles, raw rice, etc., I saw Master Fang light the incense candles, and then insert them all on the soil in front of the stone stele.

"You come and kneel down to the owner of this stone tablet first, I didn't tell you not to get up. No matter what happens, don't say anything you see. Everything has me here!" Master Fang gave me a casual command, then took out the yellow talisman and pasted three of them on the stone tablet, and then took the from my hand.

At this time, I had already knelt on my knees in front of the stone tablet at the request of Master Fang, with my head bowed, with an expression of complete wrongdoing. Under the reflection of the incense candles, I lowered my head and saw the words engraved on the stone tablet. The main thing written above is that the owner of the cemetery is surnamed He, and his name is Xiaosheng. He was born in 1855 and died in 1875.

Although the text is all in traditional Chinese, that doesn't stop me from not being able to read them. Who asked me to play with my colleagues with this kind of capitalized traditional numbers?

After reading this, my first thought was, the word short-lived ghost. The owner of this cemetery is only twenty years old. Thinking of this, a cool swishing sensation went straight from my back to the Heavenly Spirit Gai. It's not good to provoke something, but to provoke a short-lived ghost. The old man once said that short-lived ghosts are lonely ghosts after death, because they are too resentful to be reincarnated. As for why there is so much resentment, it may be complaining about why he died so early or something, and he hasn't communicated with him, who knows? In short, encountering this can only be regarded as unlucky.

As I continued to read the information on the stele, a foul smell came to my nose. Following the smell, I looked down and was immediately full of shame. That's right, the thing that smells of this is nothing else, it is the 'masterpiece' that I learned from Sun Wukong half a month ago to leave evidence of urinating on the palm of Rulai's hand - poop. Since it's summer, it's dark and dry, and because of that, the smell is even greater. Didn't someone say that what is concentrated is the essence.

This is a typical self-inflicted injury, half a month of the future is refreshing, and now come to receive retribution for this. Just when I lamented that I couldn't live because of my own sin, Master Fang was ready. I saw him twist the rooster's neck with one hand, and with a force, the big rooster in his hand was already in a different place at this time, and his wide eyes seemed to ask why he did this to it.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but smack my tongue, Master Fang shouldn't be some kind of martial arts master, right? One hand can wring off the head of a live chicken, which is not something ordinary people can do. Anyway, I tried several times in the days that followed, and the best one was to choke the alive.

And the rooster whose neck was twisted raw probably ate a good meal before his death. At the wringing point, streams of blood trickled out, as if they would never stop.

As he spoke, the next second Master Fang twisted the's neck, he carried the rooster without its head, walked behind me, and poured chicken blood down my hair, as if he was bathing me.

Although the smell of chicken blood is not as strong as the smell of blood, it also has a strong smell of livestock, which makes me a young man how to stand it. I hurriedly stretched out my hand to pluck my hair, but Master Fang's sentence of "don't move" stopped me.

Estimating that the chicken blood in the rooster's body was about to run dry, Master Fang immediately walked to the stele, whispered words in his mouth, and then poured the rest of the chicken blood on the stele and the cemetery behind the stele.

After all this, the last value of the rooster was thrown in front of the stone monument by Master Fang, probably to leave it for the owner of the cemetery to eat for supper.

Immediately afterwards, Master Fang quickly took out two yellow talismans from his body, dipped them in some chicken blood on my body, and pasted one on the door of my head and the other on the center of the stone stele.

Then, Master Fang walked quickly to me, took a step forward, held a yellow talisman between the ten fingers of his hands, folded it into a fingerprint that he had never seen before, read a short paragraph in his mouth, and finally yelled hard: "Yin and Yang are separated, and people and ghosts are separated!" Points!"

As soon as the words fell, the yellow talisman between his palms sang, and it spontaneously combusted. At the moment when the yellow fu spontaneously combusted between his palms, Master Fang's palms suddenly opened, and a small flame burned on his left and right hands. It was probably because the burning of the flame might be fleeting, or it could be that Master Fang's palms couldn't withstand the temperature of the flame.

In the fraction of a second that split the flame in two, Master Fang's left and right hands were marked towards the yellow rune on the stone tablet and the yellow rune on my head. The moment the flame in Master Fang's hand touched these two yellow talismans, the yellow talismans burned rapidly as if they had been doused with oil.

Seeing this, I immediately reached out and slapped the yellow charm on my head without even thinking about it. Just kidding, it's burning in my head, and if I let it spontaneously combust, it will burn all the hair on my head.

It's a pity that my hand hasn't been stretched out yet, and Master Fang seems to have seen through my thoughts. His hands pressed his arms tightly around my arms, and he said solemnly, "Don't move, it won't be anything again."

Are you kidding! It's not you who gets burned! I tried very hard to break free from Master Fang's grip on my arms, but his palms were like a pair of big iron tongs, just clamping me, no matter how much I struggled, it was useless.

It turned out that I was actually too worried about myself, and even if I allowed the yellow charm to burn on my head, it wouldn't burn on my head, because my whole head was covered in chicken blood. If someone shines a flashlight on my head at this time, I will definitely be scared half to death.

Don't look at the details that happened in between, but it was only a few seconds. When I struggled, the yellow talisman on the door of my brain and the yellow talisman on the stone tablet burned out at the same time.

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