I stared at the mirror with a chill in my heart. An indescribable chill rippled through the dark and cramped room. The holy aunt in the mirror looks very unreal, like an old movie that has been dusted for many years, and her movements at this time look very strange.

She seems to be sitting in a Japanese-style room, and all the furnishings in the room are not real, and the reason why she can judge that this is Japanese-style is because the ground on which she kneels resembles a tatami mat. She held the puppet figure in her hand, and the puppet was made up of a series of smooth wooden pipes cut into sections one by one, and it was limp in the hands of the Holy Aunt.

The holy aunt is holding a pen in one hand, and she is drawing something on the villain with the tip of the pen very carefully, because she is drawing the head, I judge that it is likely that she is drawing facial features.

I rubbed my eyes and felt that this qiē should be an illusion, because the scene was really unbelievable, and it was very unreal, as hazy as a dream.

I looked at Jieling, and Jieling didn't notice anything unusual, his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was saying something to me. I just glanced at it, then refocused my eyes on the mirror. Now this situation is very strange, and there is a feeling of evil when I touch the urn, and I and the bell do not seem to be in the same time world, there is an invisible layer of separation between them, like a layer of hallucination.

I looked in the mirror, and the holy aunt in it wrote in an orderly manner, stroke by stroke, and the movements were gentle and relaxed, but I had my own judgment, and this time passed very quickly. In other words, isn't it strange that the Holy Aunt is doing things for ten minutes in one second?

Looking at her, I was not anxious, not afraid, but had the happiness of a paradise in the world. In the world at this moment, there is only me and her, our private world. She finally stopped, slowly put down the pen, and slowly turned her head to face the mirror. It seemed to me that she was looking at me through the mirror.

She picked up the puppet and suddenly reached in front of the mirror, a smile on her face and her eyes squinted.

My eyes were fixed on the puppet, and this little man with a wooden body had a realistic human face, as if he had cut off the skin of a human with a knife and attached it directly to it. This face has a wooden expression and an indifferent expression, I was stunned when I saw it, it was actually my face!

At that moment, my scalp seemed to explode, goosebumps crawled all over my body in an instant, and my whole body seemed to have fallen into ice water, and my whole body was cold.

There was a buzz in my head, and in the next second, I heard the sound of the bell: Lei Zi's death has a lot to do with this holy aunt, I think Lei Zi entered your house at night to bury the urn, it must be the holy aunt who instructed him to feed, did you hear me speak?

I suddenly wiped my eyes: What are you talking about?

What do you want? What about dreaming? The bell waved in front of my eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief, the illusion in the mirror was gone, and I pointed to the mirror and said, "This."

Xie Ling walked over and touched it: This mirror is very strange, do you know, the mirror itself is a feminine object, and there is a kind of mirror called the mirror of evil, which refers to the mirror that has reflected the process of death.

And such mirrors? I muttered.

Xie Ling said: Master has told me several cases, all of which are about cutting veins. You know what special things people have in common, right? They can't help but look in the mirror before they die. And some people will spray all the blood from the wound on the mirror, and the whole mirror is dripping with blood. This kind of mirror is very evil, and it can not only reflect the image of the yang, but also may reflect the things of the underworld. This mirror is a mirror, I can feel a very strong yin qi, this way of dying is too evil, no one will guide it, Lei Zi will not do this.

I didn't tell the strange thing I saw in the mirror just now, for some reason, maybe I subconsciously felt that this was my secret with the Holy Aunt. And, to be honest, I don't know why I suddenly started to get annoyed with the bell. This kind of love is a little inexplicable, it is said that he spares no effort to help our family, it can be said that he has survived the difficulties of life and death, but somehow, it is just annoying him, how to look at it.

I rubbed my temples: Shenggu and Fan Xiong helped my eldest brother get rich, and now they are instructing other believers to frame our family. They tossed back and forth, for what?

Xie Ling said: I estimate that there are two reasons, one is that your eldest brother violated the contract of ghosts and gods and promised to build a Wanying Palace for lonely souls and wild ghosts, but he did not start work for a long time, and was attacked by evil ghosts; There is another reason, I haven't figured it out, because these people are too secretive and calculating, and they should not only be your big brother.

So what else? I asked in surprise.

Xie Ling looked at me and didn't speak.

We came out of the house together. At this time, under the cool breeze outside, I actually had a feeling of being in a different world, and the qiē just now was too dreamy and terrifying. I said to Xie Ling: Then the ghost mirror is hung in the warehouse and does not need to be destroyed? What happens if someone gets hit again?

Xie Ling looked at me with a deep look in his eyes, like a police officer interrogating a prisoner.

I was looked at by him, and I finally found the reason why I hated him, this kid's eyes are too sharp, he can't squint at you at every turn, and he looks at people like he has stripped his clothes. I can't stand it: what do you see?

Xie Ling digressed the topic and said: I am not Sun Wukong, wherever I go, everything has its cause and effect, if I intervene in recklessness, I will bear this evil fate, I don't have so much affection and ability, unless I have to, I won't just carry all the injustices on myself, and I can't carry it. Even if someone is recruited, it is also caused by cause and effect, there is no way, where to go, there is a destiny.

He said: Now it has basically been confirmed that Lei Zi's death is related to the Holy Aunt, and the Holy Aunt drove or bewitched Lei Zi to harm your Lao Luo family.

Lei Zi is also a believer in the True Buddha Sect of the Netherworld?

It has to be. Xie Ling nodded: The most terrifying thing now is that I don't know how many such believers there are in this village. This matter seems to be very serious, and the top priority is to find Fan Xiong and Shenggu.

Find and then what? I asked.

Solve the bell and look at the sky: I don't know. You can't fight the law, let's see what they want to do, if it doesn't violate the way of the rivers and lakes, there is still something to talk about. But this possibility is very low, your Luo family is already like this, Lei Zi and the whole family died, this blood debt and human life, even if we don't care, God is not blind. They have already transgressed the vows.

We came back from Lei Zi's house, it was almost afternoon, and my sister-in-law and eldest brother had already finished coming back, and it was quite smooth. The family ate around the table together, and the eldest brother briefly talked about the process of buying a tomb for burial, and asked us how we were. Xie Ling didn't say anything, just beckoned to eat.

How many eyes does the eldest brother have, he understands it at a glance, and he doesn't ask at the moment. After eating, the eldest brother asked the sister-in-law to call the hospital, and the second sister-in-law answered, saying that my second brother's condition had stabilized, and the hospital said that the condition was very strict, but it was not incurable, and there was a foreign targeted antibiotic, which was more expensive. My eldest brother gave an order at the moment, no matter how much it was, spend it! As long as you can save the second child's life, it doesn't matter how much money it is.

I made a phone call, and the atmosphere at home was finally better. In the past few days, one thing has followed another, and everything has been overwhelming, and there is no chance to catch my breath, and I finally heard a slightly better news.

The eldest brother called me and the bell into the inner room, made tea, and the three of us sat on the wicker chair to talk. I told the story of entering Lei Zi's house, and the eldest brother couldn't take his eyes off it, and he didn't notice that the tea bowl in his hand was cold. Xie Ling finally said: The Holy Aunt is already dealing with you and your whole family.

The eldest brother sighed: Wealth is really a life for a person, content and happiness, and you can't force it.

Xie Ling said: Tonight, we will return the bones of the five ghosts and fortune one by one, you burn the paper to apologize, and I will give your family another peace charm, it should be fine for the time being. But the root cause is still in Fan Xiong and Shenggu, they can't find it, and this matter can't end well.

Big brother said, what needs to be done, I fully cooperate.

After nightfall, the eldest brother instructed the sister-in-law to watch the door and sleep with Xiaomi. The three of us sneaked out with tools in hand, started the car and walked the mountain road to the ancestral grave. With his memory, the eldest brother found the tomb where the ashes were stolen one by one, took out the urn, and returned the ashes. He burned all the charms inside, chanted the incantation, burned the paper money, and sprinkled the gold and silver foil. After a night of tossing, the last bone was sent back, and we finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun came out, shining through the clouds, shining on the tombs all over the mountains, and the eldest brother swept around, a little melancholy, and a little sigh.

He got rich with his magic, and now he has no choice but to send his wealth back, and that feeling is indeed worth sighing.

Xie Ling used a compass to find a sunny slope on the hillside, stepped on the ground with his feet, and asked me to break thick branches and insert them here to make a mark, he told my eldest brother that Wanying Palace must be repaired, and if this matter is not done, there will be endless troubles. However, Wanying Palace can be big or small, you are here, I choose this place, you can build a miniature earthen temple. The specifications don't need to be too big, just a small house one meter high, and when the time comes, please invite the doppelganger of the Jizo King to come here and store the ghosts, and the effect will be the same.

Naturally, my eldest brother is very grateful. This could not be delayed, and it was dawn anyway, so he went to the village and found a few carpenters and bricklayers, pulled bricks and clods, and built them in the morning. This small house is well built, with a front face and a backyard, with a banner at the door, and two small movable doors, push the door in, inside is a miniature shrine offering table, the top is empty, there is no god yet, there is a small incense burner with a few sticks of incense, and the incense slowly drifts away.

Xie Ling personally picked up the pen and wrote it on a piece of rice paper, for the sake of Jizo Wanying, let the eldest brother take it to the town to find a special person to carve a plaque of moderate length and hang it under the eaves, and then go to the temple to ask a Buddha statue of the king of Jizo to put it in, even if it is okay, remember that there is nothing to burn on the fifteenth day of the new year.

My eldest brother asked, no one looks at this wilderness, what if there is such a cheap hand, come and destroy it?

Xie Ling laughed, this is a yin temple built for the unjust soul and the ghost, if you want to destroy it, it's the best, go home and get sick, when the time comes, the evil will be the scene, and the incense of the Wanying Palace here will only be more prosperous.