This place is so scary, but everyone has come, so I have to do what she says.

Master Hong Chen took three red futons from under the shrine and motioned for us to sit down. And he brought three wooden fish, one for each man. Tell us that when she is chanting for a while, she will knock on the wooden fish according to the rhythm, so as not to be distracted and to concentrate on her spirit. No matter what happens, the sound of the wooden fish must not be interrupted, and it must be kept knocking.

Before these ceremonies, Master Hong Chen led us to kneel down and kowtow three times to the many Buddha statues on the shrine. She pointed to a statue in the middle of the shrine and said, "That's Jizo King Bodhisattva." ”

This is the first time I have seen Jizo King Bodhisattva. His image is of a kind-hearted little monk, wearing a yellow robe, holding a Nine Dragons Zen staff, and riding a colorful tiger. The whole body is full of brilliance and is very delicately done.

Master Hongchen took out the "Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra" from the corner, sat cross-legged on the futon, gently flipped it open, and nodded at us.

And here it is. She whispered to the scriptures. “…… For the mother's statement. At that time, the immeasurable world of the ten directions, you can't say it, you can't say all the Buddhas......" At the beginning, you can still hear what is being said, but the more you go to the back, the more vague it becomes, and the words are wandering around your mouth, plausible. This kind of soft murmur is ethereal, as if there is nothing. In addition, the lights in the room were dim at this time, and the atmosphere was very eerie.

At first, I was able to keep up with her rhythm, but then the whole rhythm was completely messed up and my mind was confused. I don't know why, my eyelids are heavy, my head is lit up one by one, and sleepiness strikes.

Master Hongchen can explain that you must not doze off. I resisted my sleepiness, and the mallet in my hand never stopped, knocking on the wooden fish indiscriminately.

The chanting sound was long, and I didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but I suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped, and a burst of eerie coldness came from nowhere. I peeked up to look, only to see the flames of a few lotus lamps on the shrine flickering, flickering and flickering, illuminating the whole room with red light and shadow, and the shadows behind those statues were stretched long, reflecting on the wall, forming a strange and deformed ghost, which was very scary.

Especially those statues, in the light of the lights, the eye waves are flowing, the expression is vivid, but there is an indescribable forest on the expression, as if they are smiling at us, and the pressure on my whole body suddenly increases, and I dare not look at it again. Trembling and closing his eyes, knocking on the wooden fish, he kept silently thinking in his heart that color is emptiness, and color is emptiness.

I don't know how long it took, but the wind in the room suddenly rose and grew stronger, and the chill penetrated into my cotton jacket and clothes like cold water, all the way to the skin and bone marrow, and I almost had stiff hands. At this time, there was a sudden "knock" sound outside the house, as if someone was walking slowly with a crutch. Master Hong Chen's scriptures began to speed up, and the more he read them, the faster he read them, and to my ears, every word was uttered with a crying voice.

I only heard the curtain "rattle", as if someone had walked in. The room was getting colder and colder, I couldn't lift my hands, and I felt like all my joints were frozen. Master Hong Chen's voice was ethereal, low and high, and suddenly ...... Stopped.

I was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sigh from a person in the room, and the lights of the lotus lantern were all extinguished, and the room fell into darkness. I was terrified, my scalp was tingling, my body seemed to freeze, and I couldn't move at all. Vaguely, I saw Master Hong Chen stand up and rekindle the lamp.

The temperature gradually warmed up, and I breathed a long sigh of relief, and then I turned my neck and saw Li Yang and Lao Tiantou sitting on the futon, their faces pale.

Hong Chen's face was heavy and he said to us, "Get up." We go and ask God. ”

"I ...... just now," Li Yang said, "I seem to hear someone coming in." ”

Hong Chen nodded: "Yes, it was the ghost of the underworld who sent the talisman disc of the Jizo King Bodhisattva to the underworld." As she spoke, she pointed to the wall.

I saw that on the wall, I don't know when there was a strange human head, an oval head, and three black holes on it. I was stunned when I saw it, this pattern was painted by Brother Peng, and I had also seen it on the wall of the hospital where my grandmother died.

I wondered, "What the hell is this?" I heard that it was a summons from Lord Yama. ”

Hong Chen said: "It can be understood in this way. This avatar is the three-eyed ghost king, in charge of the affairs of the underworld. Just now, the ghost sent this disc, indicating that the old man of the Jizo King Bodhisattva has given us permission to invite the gods. Just ......"

"What's wrong?" We asked.

Hong Chen's expression was a little solemn: "I don't know very well, things are a little weird." I've never seen such a thing as the everlasting lamp that was offered to King Jizo suddenly went out...... Let's ask God for a moment and see how it goes. ”

We followed her out of this hall and into another room. The layout of this house is relatively peaceful, similar to the home of the average Northeast family. There are several large vertical cabinets, with ink calligraphy and paintings of "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" pasted on the walls, calendars and a very old-fashioned clock.

There was something next to the cabinet that showed how unusual this place was. It was supposed to be a banner, a long staff, with a large pile of yellow and blue charms hanging from it, one very long, tied at the tip of the staff. On each talisman, a large number of patterns are written in red cinnabar that you can't read. This thing looks very weird.

Hong Chen asked us to sit down for a while, and she went into the back room to prepare. I asked Li Yang in a low voice, is this Master Hong a Buddhist, a Taoist, or a shaman? Mix everything up a bit. Li Yang shook his head and said he didn't know.

Also, we are not people in the middle of the operation, and we can't understand many things.

After a short time, Hong Chen walked out, and her outfit had completely changed. There was a skirt tied around the waist, and there were a lot of bell-tinkling decorations, and I don't know what they were. In one hand, he holds a tambourine with a fierce dragon and a looming phoenix. In the other hand, he holds a thin red drumstick. I recognized it at a glance, this is the divine drum used by the Northeast Dancing God.

Hong Chen looked at us and said, "I'm going to ask God in a while, you guys will discuss, whose body do you like?" ”

Lao Tiantou was stunned at that time: "What do you mean? Upper body? ”

Hong Chen said "um": "I want to ask the old lady's soul from the underworld to return to the yang, I must borrow a person's body, who will come to you?" ”

Lao Tiantou looked at me and Li Yang, and his mouth twitched anxiously: "I can't do it, don't look for me." ”

Hong Chen said: "You really can't. Your life is hard to die, the old lady's ghost is undecided, and going to your body is going to damage her yin body. She looked at me and Li Yang: "Who is the two of you?" ”

Li Yang let out a long sigh and patted me on the shoulder. I thought that this kid was going to take the initiative to ask Ying, but he said, "Lao Liu, you should come." I had a lot of questions to communicate with the old lady and had to ask her face to face. Besides, you have already had the experience of borrowing souls many times, and you are familiar with the road, and it is easy to do it. ”

I knew that it was me, and I didn't argue after thinking about it. It's useless to fight, it's in vain, and I'll do the job after the worst.

I said, "Master, I'll come." ”

Hong Chen nodded, took a chair and placed it in the center of the room, motioned for me to sit down, and let Li Yang stand behind me. Then she brought me a red hijab and asked me to put it on my head. I opened my mouth wide and said, "What does this mean?" ”

Hong Chen was impatient: "This is the hijab used by the bride when she gets married in the countryside, I want to borrow this thing for the old man to borrow the road from the underworld." Hurry up and close it. ”

Looking at the hijab, I was so tired and stumbled and asked, "What's the **?" ”

Li Yang said: "What are you thinking about all day long, what **, is the path of the underworld." ”

I sighed and put my hijab on my head: "Okay, let's fix it quickly." "It's really unlucky, this Li Yang is my evil star, it's not good for me to mess with him, and he takes me every time.

Wearing a red hijab, his vision darkened. This hijab has a strong smell of old oil, I don't know which woman has worn it, and it gives me a headache.

Hong Chen circled around me and said, "No matter what happens for a while, don't panic, I'm going to ask God to come up." I only heard her say: "Li Yang, light incense." ”

Looking through the gap under the hijab, there was an extra copper stove in front of him, with three incense sticks inserted in it, wafting out of the slow green smoke.

She picked up the drum and shook it gently. Two thin bells are tied to the side of the drum, making a crisp and pleasant sound. The drumstick gently hit the drum surface, making a "dong dong" sound, and Hong Chen began to sing: "Hey, hey, hey, the sunset is dark, and the sky ......is dark."

As soon as the first sentence was sung, I saw that the three long incense sticks suddenly broke off at the waist, and they were wiped out with a brush.