Chapter 32: Ghost Grinding 1

The beggar said that that day he saw Abba Xu carrying a clay pot to cook Zhuhu, so he secretly followed Abba Xu.

Abba thought that the beggar was looking for him for money, and angrily drove him away.

The beggar followed and did not leave. He followed Abba Xu to Zhuzhu Lake, watched Abba Xu soak the contents of the crockpot to death, and watched Abba Xu find a remote place to dig a pit and bury the crockpot.

The place where Abba Xu chose to bury was on the shady side of the mountain, and the sun was very strong at that time, but there was still a cold wind on the shady side of the mountain, and the trees were blown loudly, as if a heavy rain would fall at any time. The beggar was not dressed much, and he was so cold that he shrunk his hands and feet. He carried a clay pot as round as a watermelon, and inside it was a large dung that had been stored for ten days and a half, and it emitted an unpleasant stench.

Abba Xu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and when he saw that the clay pot in his hand was shaking and smelling, he avoided him.

Just as Abba Xu was about to step out of the shadows of the mountain, the beggar suddenly rushed forward and fastened the clay pot to Abba Xu's head. A pot of filth was suddenly left behind, but the size of the mouth of the clay pot happened to be as big as Abba Xu's head. The clay pot could not be removed from his head, and his head suddenly became a plug that was too tightly fastened, soaked in filth.

Frightened and choked, Abba Xu wanted to fall to the ground and hit the ground with his head, intending to smash the clay pot.

The beggar knew Abba Xu's thoughts, and clung to the clay pot with both hands, preventing his head from touching the ground.

Soon, Abba Xu didn't move.

The beggar saw a black gas wafting out of Abba Xu's body, and quickly drifted outward, like an ethereal smoke, and like a silk scarf blown by the wind.

After killing Abba Xu, the beggar wanted to pull out the clay pot and take it away, but Abba Xu's head was stuck so tightly that he couldn't pull it out. The beggar found a stone nearby, smashed the clay pot like a walnut, and then picked up all the pieces of the pot and took it away. The people of the public family found the powder of the clay pot in the back of Abba Xu's head, and through other people's reports, they saw beggars appearing in the area and burying things. The people of the public dug up the fragments of the clay pot in the place pointed out by others, and thus determined that the beggar was the murderer.

Due to the small amount of powder in the clay pot left in place, the village chief did not find it before.

The village chief believed that it was the beggar who killed Abba Xu, and also believed that the public family did not perfunctory them. But he still has a question.

"You, a begging man, should not have a grudge against Abba, why did you attack him and put him to death?" The village chief asked.

The beggar laughed and said, "When people see me, they will hide far away, afraid that I will ask them for money." In order to support myself, I had to find another way to survive. ”

"It's not a good idea." The village chief said with a stern face.

The beggar smiled and bent over, looking cheerful, but in fact feeling lost. He said: "Abba Xu is doing things for people and killing ghosts, I am doing things for ghosts and killing people!" ”

The village chief was taken aback.

The beggar's smile gradually distorted, and the corners of his mouth pulled up, and said: "As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and ghosts can make people grind when they have money." I specialize in helping ghosts for a living. ”

"Money can make the devil grind? The ghost has money to make people grind? The village chief muttered the words of the beggar as if he were chewing something.

"It's all his own fault. He used the power of the spirits to capture the spirits, put them all in a crockpot, and drowned them in the hot springs. The other ghosts gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to confront him directly, so they had to find me to help them. The clay pot with the dung in it was told the ghost to use for me. The ghost was most afraid of filth, so he thought that Abba Xu was also afraid of filth. It's really dog eating, and I'm afraid that people will rob it. The beggar smiled, and although he was doing things for the ghosts, he seemed to look down on the ghosts.

"Was it the ghost's idea to pour dung on Abba Xu?" The village chief was surprised.

The beggar nodded triumphantly and said, "You don't need to be so surprised. They just want to treat others the way they do. How did Abba Shh kill their own kind before, they wanted to kill Abba Shh in a similar way. ”

The village chief said angrily: "But you are human, how can you help those ghosts to harm us?" ”

The beggar was not ashamed, and said awe-inspiringly: "It is because everyone is far away from me and does not give me a way to live that I am like this." It was the ghosts who gave me a way to live, and I naturally had to do things for the ghosts. ”

The village chief was speechless.

After returning to the village, the village chief promulgated a rule that all beggars passing by the radish village must do their best to give alms, and at least the beggars must not be left hungry.

Later, when my grandfather turned eighteen years old and began to learn the art of Xuanhuang from my grandfather, my grandfather used the experience of shell sachets and beggars to educate my grandfather. Grandpa said that he himself learned two truths from those two things. First, the ghost that harms people is not necessarily the worst, and once its power is inherited, people can do far more bad things than ghosts. Second, people have to give people a way to live, and if people have no way to live, they will do things for the ghosts, and in turn harm others. In his ghost-hunting career, my grandfather enshrined these two items as a guideline.

After Abba Xu was gone, his bamboo slipper often crawled into the house to look for him, and when he couldn't find it, he circled around his father's feet.

Grandpa sighed, grabbed the bamboo slip, put it in the palm of his hand, and said to it: "Bamboo slipper, your master is dead and will never come back here." Find another way to live. Stay away from the stockade, without the owner, the others will kill you when they see you. ”

After saying that, Grandpa saw it put it back on the ground.

Zhu Yuzi seemed to understand his father's words, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Because Abba Xu was killed by ghosts, his father's plan to capture the weak king naturally failed. He also learned that the sulfur hot spring effect of Zhuzhu Lake was not as magical as the legend, and naturally Munigou did not need to stay too long. Grandpa packed his bags and decided to leave here, go to Chengdu first, and then take the railway train back to Hunan.

Grandpa had long heard someone say that Sichuan was going to build a railway, and he could sit in Hankou.

At that time, trains were a rarity, and some conservative people in China called them "strange tricks". But Beijing, Tianjin, and Shenyang are said to have had railway bureaus, led by a man named Zhan Tianyou, who tried to lay railways and connect trains all over the country.

Daddy wanted to see what the train looked like.

The night before leaving the turnip village, my grandfather was woken up by the sound of rats.

Grandpa got up and saw that the bamboo slipper was back. It swirled around the bed, squeaking.

Seeing his grandfather sitting up, Zhu Yuzi hurriedly spread his paws away, and the rat's head knocked to the ground, imitating the action of a human kowtow.

Grandpa suddenly understood what Zhu Yuzi meant, and asked, "Are you going to leave here with me?" ”

The bamboo slipper jumped to the top of my father's feet.

Grandpa laughed and nodded, "Okay." From now on, you will follow me. ”

After arriving in Chengdu, my grandfather heard that some people thought that the railway would damage the feng shui and cut off the dragon veins, so he organized a rebellion against the government to build the railway, prevent the project from proceeding, and prevent the train from starting. The train can't go out anymore.

Some people who want to see the train, like my grandfather, have to give up the plan to take the train and still take the water or land route.

During his stay in Chengdu, my father felt that the world was becoming more and more unpeaceful, and wars and movements could be seen everywhere. Cultists are becoming more and more rampant. Some people who don't know the truth are like grass on the wall, falling to this side for a while, and falling to that side for a while, people's hearts are panicked, and chickens and dogs are jumping. Murder and arson are commonplace and can be seen everywhere.

The train being blocked is just the tip of the iceberg.

This made my grandfather even more eager to return to Hunan and return to Thrush Village as soon as possible. Letters from home flew like snowflakes, urging him to return home as soon as possible. The grain officer said in the letter that he had found a good girl in his hometown, and that he wanted his grandfather to get married and have children as soon as possible. The girl was the only daughter of a large family in a different township in the same county, and she was well-read and had a good face. The grain officer thought that his son would definitely fall in love with her. The reason is that none of the sons of the rich and noble families in the same county want to marry her. For this reason, several families have turned against each other.

Fortunately, the grain officer is not a big official in the provincial capital, but he still has a head and a face in a small place. He was bent on finding a good daughter-in-law for his son, so he took advantage of the fisherman's profits when several big families were fighting.

It's just that the grain official heard from the subordinates who guarded the granary in the county town that the girl had a bad one, she was born weak, and almost died of illness several times, and later her father asked for a jade bracelet from a Taoist priest. It is said that the jade bracelet has veins like a tree, and it is a living jade, which lives by sucking the blood of living people, and ordinary people dare not wear it.

The Taoist priest said that it was jade that had become fine. Animals in the world are the most likely to become sperm, followed by trees and cordyceps, and the worst are dead wood and rocks. Because animals themselves have spirituality, more or less, and human beings have the highest spirituality, so they can be cultivated into refinement. When a person becomes a spirit, he is an immortal. The trees Cordyceps have been illuminated by the sun and moon for many years, and have been influenced by feng shui, and gradually become spiritual, equal to animals, and then cultivate from the level of animals to refinement. Therefore, trees need to cultivate hundreds or thousands of years more than animals to reach the same state. Dead wood and stubborn stones are even worse, they don't even have the meridians of trees, and they don't have a system to breathe the qi of heaven and earth, so it is difficult to cultivate.

Although that jade bracelet has not been cultivated to refinement, it already has the meridians for cultivation, so it needs to absorb human blood to consolidate cultivation. Of course, in return, the jade bracelet can ward off the plague for those who supply blood.

Originally, jade has the function of blocking disasters for the owner, if the owner finds that the jade pendant or bracelet worn is broken, there is no need to worry about unlucky things happening, because unlucky things have happened, and the jade pendant or bracelet has blocked the disaster for the owner, and it is broken.

A broken string is a bad omen and a sign that something bad is about to happen.

And the jade bracelet given by the Taoist priest is considered to be semi-fine because it has meridians, so it can block the evil qi of disasters many times and protect the owner.

The man guarding the granary also said that he had met the girl when he went to the house to collect grain, and saw that she was wearing a jade bracelet with a bloodshot in the middle.