When Grandpa said this, Bamboo Slipper was staring at his grandfather from the beams of the house, his eyes shining and squeaking mournfully, as if he had a premonition that his natural enemies and friends were running out of time.

Grandpa ignored his fatigue and hurried to see Mr. Bai.

When Mr. Bai saw his grandfather coming, he barely opened his eyes, and then closed them again. Its breathing was weak, and its belly spread out on the ground like a pancake, much wider and thinner than usual.

As soon as Mr. Bai dies, Xiaomi's soul will lose its place of sustenance and will be dispersed.

Grandpa said, "If Mr. Bai ......"

Grandpa immediately stopped his grandfather from talking, pulled him outside, and then said, "What do you want to say, say it now." ”

Grandpa: "If Mr. Bai has an accident, have you considered how to deal with Xiaomi's soul?" ”

Grandpa said helplessly: "There are thousands of ways to collect souls, but most of them are suppressed and imprisoned, which is harmful to the soul and can also cause resentment. I am afraid it is impossible to achieve such a way of protection as Mr. Bai. ”

"I've been worried about this for a long time, so I've been secretly looking out for other ways. Not long ago, I heard that there is a Maoling Mountain in Wangjiayuan, and I thought, in case Mr. Bai has an accident, can we temporarily place Xiaomi's soul in Maoling Mountain. That Maoling Mountain has a cat's nose, and it is said to be the place where Maoling Mountain is ventilated. Mr. Bai obtained the soul of millet by sucking away the evil qi of millet, can we let the cat Lingshan suck the last breath left by Mr. Bai and let the soul of millet be transferred to Maoling Mountain? ”

"Cat Spirit Mountain?" Grandpa didn't think about Mao Lingshan for a while.

"You've been asked before, but you didn't take it seriously, remember?" Grandpa asked.

Daddy still didn't remember.

So, my grandfather roughly told me about Maoling Mountain.

After my grandfather finished speaking, he asked, "Everyone said that Mao Lingshan has suffocated to death, I wonder if you have any way to bring it back to life?" ”

Grandpa was pleasantly surprised: "I don't need to save it." As long as the cement tomb is removed, Maoling Mountain will naturally come back to life. ”

"So what I'm saying works?"

"Absolutely." Daddy said.

So, my grandfather went to Wang's house to find the person who sold the "cat's nose" back then, asked him for the contact information of the relative named Hanako, and then asked the relatives named Hanako to move the grave of Hanako, and gave the relatives named Hanako a sum of money.

Seeing that their family was defeated, the relatives who called Hanako didn't value the land so much, and they also thought about moving Hanako's grave, but they didn't have enough money to move the grave after the defeat of the family, so they put it on hold. Now that my grandfather took the initiative to find it, they naturally couldn't ask for it.

Less than four days after Hanako's grave was moved, Mr. Bai couldn't even open his eyes. It doesn't eat or water for days, but it just doesn't breathe.

Grandpa immediately thought about Mr. Bai and said, "Mr. Bai is still holding on, and he is also worried that Xiaomi's soul has no place to return." ”

The ghost actor Adong once told his father the way to let Xiaomi reincarnate smoothly - to drive away the spirit of Xiaomi after Xiaomi's first birthday, and then transfer the soul of Xiaomi in Mr. Bai's body to Xiaomi's body in time - he also explained to his father a few points that should be paid attention to during the transfer process. That's what he asked from other ghosts. For infants, if they are less than one year old, their souls are too shallow, and they are easy to leave and be occupied by other souls. If you transfer the soul at this time, the transferred soul is still easy to leave, so the effect is not great, and it is easy to be snatched by other ghosts. If you are more than one year old, the soul and body have already fused together, and it is more difficult for other souls to occupy it. Only when it has just turned one year old, the body is already familiar with its soul, and at this time the connection is tight and not tight enough, loose and not too loose. If she can drive Xiaomi's soul away at this time and quickly let Xiaomi's soul occupy it, then her body will not reject Xiaomi's soul too much - after all, they used to be one, and they don't accept the snatching of other lonely souls and ghosts around them, so it is the best time to transfer the soul. At this time, if the transfer can be successful, and the soul of Xiaomi will be slowly cultivated in the future, and a new soul will gradually be born, then you will have peace of mind.

But now Xiaomi is not yet a year old, so it can't do it in advance.

Therefore, the best thing to do right now is to transfer the soul of Xiaomi in Mr. Bai's body to an equally safe place.

Grandpa took Mr. Bai to the cat's nose in Maoling Mountain. The ground on the cat's nose was very soft, and if you looked closely, you could see wisps of white steam coming out of the cracks in the loose earth.

Mr. Bai is a very intelligent cat ghost, and when he arrives at Maoling Mountain, he seems to sense the vitality of Maoling Mountain. When Daddy placed it next to the cat's nose, he crawled forward and leaned his nose against the soft dirt.

It finally stopped holding on. It exhaled its last breath.

A faint gray smoke came out of Mr. Bai's nostrils, like a bamboo slip that couldn't help but sneeze after smoking a cigarette.

The gray smoke did not dissipate, but condensed, getting thinner and longer, like an earthworm crawling out before the rain to breathe.

The "earthworm" crawled around Mr. Bai's nose, then burrowed into the soft soil and climbed into the cat's nose of Maoling Mountain.

After a while, the trees of the whole mountain were blown by a strong wind, and the leaves rustled, as if the cat spirit mountain had hit a spirit, shaking the hair on its body.

Grandpa sat by the cat's nose for a long time, but he didn't see the "earthworm" come out.

Grandpa thought that this should be considered a success, and when he went to hug Mr. Bai, he found that Mr. Bai's body temperature had cooled down.

Cats cannot be buried in the dirt, and it is customary here to hang cats from trees.

Daddy had long expected that if Mao Lingshan could suck away Xiaomi's soul, Mr. Bai would die. He had brought a rope with him before he came here. He took out the rope and hung Mr. Bai from the tree closest to the cat's nose. Then my father sat under the tree and recited the scriptures to Mr. Bai.

The scriptures recited by an animal of transcendence are the same as those of a human being.

While Daddy was reciting the scriptures, the wind on the mountain was getting stronger and stronger. The small trees on the hill were blown to the waist. Daddy felt air pour into his nose and mouth, muffling the words he was reciting. But Daddy closed his eyes and concentrated on the rest of the scriptures.

Towards the end, Daddy suddenly felt a fishy smell in the air that had not been there before.

Daddy opened his eyes and found that the scene in front of him had changed. This is not Maoling Mountain, but a scene he once saw in Mount Emei. The wind suddenly disappeared.

"Whew-"

A shocking voice rang out.

Although the sound is similar to that of a cat, it is definitely not something that a cat can make. This voice resounded through the mountains and forests, with a kingly spirit that intimidated all things! Daddy felt the tree behind him tremble, as if it was afraid of the sound.

Grandpa continued to chant the scriptures while looking down, he was not wearing the clothes he had just worn when he went out, but a coarse cloth monk's robe, and his feet were not the shoes he wore when he went out, but a pair of blue-gray Arhat shoes.

Daddy looked sideways and saw that the cat's nose was gone.

When I looked up, Mr. Bai hanging from the tree also disappeared without a trace.

"Whew-"

The voice sounded again. Grandpa heard a hint of familiarity from it. It seemed to amplify Mr. Bai's voice many times before his death.

Then, Daddy heard a rustling sound. This time it wasn't the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, but the sound of some behemoth walking among the trees.

Soon, a striking behemoth emerged from the bushes and appeared in front of Grandpa.

It's a tiger! This is no ordinary tiger! It's a white tiger! It has a white base with gray tiger stripes on it. There was blood on the side of its mouth, presumably it had just eaten a prey it had caught, and the smell of fish emanated from its mouth.

"Mr. Bai?" Grandpa couldn't help but ask. This tiger is so much like Mr. Bai who died just now! After saying these three words, Grandpa hurriedly recited the unfinished scriptures.

"Woo-" it yelled at Daddy.

The fishy smell came to my face, and my father couldn't breathe.

It lifted one of its front paws and extended it in front of Daddy.

When Daddy looked at it, it had a visible scar on its front paw. Daddy suddenly remembered that he had once drugged a tiger that had been pinched by a clip.

"It turned out to be you." Grandpa finally understood that it was here to repay the favor, it was here to say goodbye. This Mr. Bai is a white tiger he saved in Mount Emei in his previous life.

Seeing that his grandfather had woken up, the white tiger suddenly turned around and burrowed into the mountain forest, hiding in the wild trees and grass.

As soon as it was gone, the wind picked up again, getting stronger and stronger, and the father had to close his eyes. Daddy closed his eyes tightly and sped up reciting the scriptures.

When he opened his eyes again, Grandpa returned to Maoling Mountain. The cat's nose was just around the corner, and Mr. Bai was dangling on the branch overhead.

And Grandpa's scripture was just finished. It was as if this passage connected his present life with his previous life, his past life with this life. It is as if this life is the past life, and the past life is the present life.

When Grandpa was leaving the cave on Mount Emei, he heard Mihai singing behind him in a strange tone similar to singing: "The past is the future, and the future is the past!" The teacher is the apprentice, and the apprentice is the teacher! The circle is the shortage, and the lack is the circle! Coming and going, often coming and going, reincarnation, reincarnation, reincarnation, is for the big life-"

At this time, Grandpa had a new understanding of his words.

Grandpa stood up from under the tree, bowed to Mr. Bai, and then turned to leave.

"Huh-"

When Daddy left, the cat's nose suddenly let out a heavy exhalation sound, as if Daddy had heard her let out a long sigh for no reason beside the sleeping Millet.

Grandpa was numb, and there was an illusion that Millet was lying behind him at this time.

Daddy turned around slowly, and saw a white mist rising from the cat's nose, like a steaming steamer that had just been uncovered.