Chapter 17: Sleepwalking in the Ghost Realm
"yes, okay," I nodded.
Master looked down at me in a daze, his eyes full of love. After a moment, Master sighed and bowed his hand to my shoulder. I smiled at Master.
"Close your eyes." Master said.
"Hmm..."
When I closed my eyes, I heard Master say, "Turn off the lights in this room." β
'Smack', the lights went out. In a moment, a fire lit up, and it felt like a candle.
"Leng'er, calm down, eliminate distracting thoughts..."
"Good..."
I took a breath, restrained, and though I was a little excited, not knowing what was going to happen, I tried my best to control myself and didn't think about anything. After a while, I heard Master's voice, and then, I felt a sense of heaviness in my body, mentally exhausted, as if I had not rested for several days and nights, and soon, Master's voice sounded farther and farther away, and my whole body sank into deep darkness...
It seemed like a long, long time later, and I faintly heard the sound of 'boom, boom, boom'. Shocked, I woke up. At first glance, I was still sitting in the room. The old man woke up and was sitting next to me. The master and the old man's son are gone. I was watching, and the 'boom' was getting closer and closer, and as a black thing stopped at the door, the 'boom' disappeared...
I looked out, and I saw the thing parked at the door, like a carriage... Suddenly, two people appeared at the door and walked in... When I saw the appearance of these two people, I couldn't help but be surprised, these were clearly two paper figures, wearing a flower shroud and a miserable white foundation on their faces... Only then did I realize that at this moment, I should be in a 'dream'...
The two paper figures floated up to the old man, and one of them, with a stretch of his hand, pulled the old man up from the ground, and then pulled the old man outside. I also involuntarily stood up lightly and walked with the old man, and the two paper figures did not stop me. When I came to the door, I saw that it was indeed a car, which looked like it was also made of paper, and a paper horse was driving a wheel, standing motionless in front of the car. The old man was helped into the car, and I followed him and sat down next to the old man. Two paper figures sat on the wheel, one of them pulled the reins, the horse neighed, my eyes flickered, the carriage passed through the wall, and came outside...
The carriage carried me and the old man all the way through the building and through the room, until we finally came to a street. Looking through the car window, the street scene of the county, the buildings, and the teahouses all look like some ethereal images. The carriage ran faster and faster, and suddenly, the horse pulling the carriage neighed, lifted its legs, and took the carriage into the air, rising higher and higher, but saw the clouds and smoke on both sides, drifting by...
I was amazed, wondering how high the car was going to float, when all of a sudden, I felt like the car was falling. At first, I just vaguely felt that I was falling, but when I got to the back, I fell faster and faster, and I only heard the wind 'whirring' in my ears... With the 'whew', my eyes lit up, and I felt that my body was heavier than before, and my feet seemed to be stepping on the ground.
When I looked at it, the carriage was gone, and the paper man who drove it was gone. Not far from me, there is a deep mansion compound, the building is quite quaint, in the mist of clouds and smoke, it looks ghostly...
I was watching in amazement when I suddenly felt someone push me, and I jumped up from the ground in fright. When I turned around, it was the old man, looking at me in horror.
"Big... Uncle..."
"You baby... Corpse fraud? The old man patted his chest, "By the way, who are you?" β
"I am... I'm with you..."
"And where is this?" The old man interrupted me and looked around.
"Here it isβ" I scratched my head, "in the dream..."
"In a dream?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and stretched his neck, "The ancestors are banban'er..."
"Uncle, shhhh
I gestured, looked over, and saw the two doors slowly open. A man wearing a small melon skin hat and wearing ancient clothes walked out.
The man looked first at the old man, then at me, and said, "Now that you have arrived, please come with me into the house, for you have been waiting for a long time..."
The man spoke in a strange tone, but fortunately, I could barely understand what he was saying.
The old man looked at this man and suddenly exclaimed, "I remember, this place, I have been here when I was a child!" β
"That's right." I said, "This is it, let's go, uncle." β
"But this..."
"Don't be afraid, go..."
In fact, I was a little flustered, so I stiffened my head, grabbed the old man, and followed this man into the house.
The gate was high and wide, and through it was a large garden with strange flowers and trees, and I could not name them all. Turn to the right, walk along the long eaves corridor for a while, turn two corners, come to a small moon-shaped door, through the door, is a curved stone path, along the stone path all the way forward, but see the rockeries on both sides, strange trees abrupt... It is said that if there is a place like this in reality, it should make people feel very quiet, elegant, walking in the meantime, relaxed and happy, as if in a paradise, a fairyland on earth... However, the scenery in front of me exudes an indescribable strangeness, and there is no such feeling at all. I don't know why, anyway, it's not because I know it's a psychological cause of the 'ghost realm'. In short, everything is surprisingly quiet, and the silence makes people's scalp tingle and hair stand on end...
After walking like this for a while, there was another small door, and through three small doors in a row, I suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums. Passing through the fourth small gate, a large courtyard suddenly opened up in front of me. There was a stage set up in the courtyard, and several actors, their faces painted with colorful oil paint, were performing on it, and there were many people around the stage. At the bottom of the eaves on the right side of the courtyard, there are several tables, on which melons, fruits, snacks and the like are stacked high. The two old men sat at the table, not knowing what they were talking about...
I was looking around when the man who brought us in shouted, "Your Excellency has arrived..."
The singing stopped, the spectators stopped watching, the old man stopped talking, and everyone looked at us in unison. There are so many pairs of eyes, and I see the hairiness in my heart. Barely squeezing out a smile, I hunched over and nodded at the crowd...
Two old men got up to greet me, one of them glanced at me, frowned, but didn't say anything, arched his hand at the old man next to me, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and now, you are also old, you should be called Mr. Zhou." I would like to invite you here to talk about it, and I hope to forgive your sins, please come and sit here..."
The old man took me and Old Man Zhou to a table in the middle and sat down, Old Man Zhou sat in the main seat, and I accompanied him at the bottom. When we were seated, the old man waved his hand, and the play on the stage continued to sing.
"Whatever you want." The old man pointed to the candy on the table.
These things look tempting, but I don't dare touch them. That week, the old man was unceremonious, grabbed a piece of dim sum with a big grin, and stuffed it into his mouth. I wanted to stop him, but I was afraid of annoying the old man, so I swallowed it back when it came to my lips.
After sitting like this for a while, I didn't understand what was being played, and I gradually became impatient. Xindao, I don't know when it is now, the master said, these dead ghosts called the old man Zhou over, they have something to ask for, why haven't they said anything until now? Could it be that the master made a mistake in his judgment, and these dead ghosts called Old Man Zhou here, just to catch up and watch the play? β¦ I looked at the old man and saw that he had a stiff face, and I didn't dare to ask, so I had to sit silently. I thought to myself, when I was in that villa, I had a picture with these dead ghosts, and when I saw the situation, 'they' didn't seem to recognize me... I thought again, at that time, I was surrounded by these dead ghosts in that mountain villa, and behind, when 'they' saw the bronze man, they all fell to their knees, what was the reason? At first, I thought the bronze man had the function of repelling ghosts, but later, when the dead ghosts who had been trapped in that room attacked me, the bronze man didn't work at all... Could it be that the bronze man is some kind of holy relic to these dead ghosts right now? β¦ However, Old Man Yang said that the bronze man and Sanxingdui are from the same age, and these dead ghosts in front of me, judging from their clothes and words, I feel that 'they' should have been from the Ming Dynasty during their lifetime...
Finally, Old Man Zhou seemed to be full, wiped his mouth, and said, "You called me here, what the hell is the matter?" β
The old man got up and stood up, and said something to a servant. After the man left, the old man said, "Don't worry, since you're here, I'll take Mr. Zhou around for a visit, please..."
I said in my heart, looking at this situation, I really have something to ask the old man this week. Although I couldn't wait to find out what was going on, I could only endure it, be patient, and follow the two old men around the manor. This manor is quite large, with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, everything. I said in my heart, although these dead ghosts have not entered reincarnation, but staying in this place, they feel no worse than the human world, why do you still ask the old man to help 'them' fulfill some so-called wish this week? β¦
Just thinking about it, a family member ran over, "Master, everyone is together." β
The old man of the dead ghost nodded and said, "Please move over here, Old Man Zhou." β
I felt a thrill in my heart, and I said in my heart, I finally have to get down to business...
We followed the old man to a gloomy house, and saw that there were several old men standing there in the room.
"You..." Old Man Zhou looked at everyone suspiciously.
The old man who led us in turned around, faced the old man Zhou, and knelt on the ground at once, and the rest of the old men also knelt.
"What are you?"
"Please Mr. Zhou must help us fulfill a wish in the yang world, my Yang family and the spirit of the nine springs will be grateful to the old man for his great kindness..."