I asked, "What will it become?" ”

Uncle looked at me and said, "I know what you're thinking, this kind of thinking is not feasible, just like a person who dies can only find the soul, but can't bring the dead back to life, even if you find something after the soul dissipates, what can you do, besides, there is such a thing as memory, after the soul dissipates, there is no more." ”

I was a little disappointed when I was poured a basin of cold water on my head, and when my uncle saw me like this, he said, "Leave this matter to me, don't ask me how to do it." I'll keep your mom safe and sound. ”

Hearing my uncle reassure me like this, although I didn't know what he was going to do, but my heart was much more steady, so I said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Uncle said, "To help you is to help myself." I'm afraid you'll help me more in the future. ”

At that time, I didn't fully understand what Uncle said and thought it was just a simple polite remark, so I replied to him: "As long as I can help, I will not give up." ”

After that, the uncle went upstairs. Before going up, my uncle told me: "Then you don't go upstairs, you are weak and easy to provoke things." ”

Because I tossed in the middle of the night, I woke up late the next day. By the time I got up, it was past twelve o'clock, and my grandmother said she had come in and called me to eat, but I just replied that she told them to eat first, and I would sleep later. But I don't remember any of these things, probably because I was too sleepy, and I was just answering her instinctively.

When I got up, I didn't see my uncle, and my grandmother said that my uncle went out early in the morning, and she didn't say where to go, but she said that she had something to go out, and she was afraid that the troubled people in the village would see it and recognize it, so she rushed early. I wondered if it was because of what I had promised me last night, and I secretly observed my mother afterwards, and I found that there was nothing unusual about her, and she could not see anything from her appearance or expression, but her eyes sometimes looked a little dull, as if they were not so bright.

The uncle didn't come back until midnight, and when it was dark, he didn't come back, and the grandmother was a little anxious, although she was suspicious of the uncle in her heart, but after all, it was her own son. I didn't come back and started to worry again, and after I calmed down from last night's emotions, I asked my grandmother about the cat again, and she heard me talk about the cat again. He said, "You really can't wait to ask this question." ”

I said, "I've been pondering what you said last night, is the ghost that this cat is looking for just grandma?" ”

"I don't know, but I think so, especially after you told you about your mother holding the cat last night," said Grandma. I thought that the ghost hiding in the north wing might be her, but she was no longer a ghost, but a living ghost. ”

I asked, "Is she hiding upstairs?" ”

As I said that, I pointed upstairs, and my grandmother said categorically, "No way, neither ghosts nor ghosts can go up there." ”

Grandma said very surely, but I knew that this time grandma was wrong, because I went up last time, and grandpa's ghost also hid on it, but I didn't say any of this, nor did I refute grandma, so I tried to ask grandma: "Grandma, you said, will this cat also be a cat Gu." Maybe we still have a cat Gu at home. ”

Grandma didn't seem to react when she heard this, so she asked me, "There is also a cat Gu?" ”

I didn't ask this question to get any answer, but purely to see what my grandmother's expression was, because there was such a jar under her bed, and I didn't dare to ask her directly if she knew it, so I could only ask tentatively.

Grandma said: "Judging from the white cat caught that day, it is indeed more likely to be a cat Gu, and it is impossible for a normal cat to live for so long. It doesn't appear often, but I heard your grandfather say that as long as there is a once, there will be some problems in the house, and then the house has never seen the cat ghost after the rat plague, and it has appeared for the first time recently. It's still the time when your grandfather died. ”

Grandma seems to be telling me something, and it seems like she's just stating something, I seem to understand something, and I don't seem to understand, the whole person is vague, I don't think I can find anything about this cat from home, after all, my grandfather has passed away, even if I am alive, I am afraid I don't know much, and I have seen this cat in the underworld, at that time, from the words of the eleven yin spirits, it seems that he knows the details of this cat, but then he didn't finish speaking.

Later, my uncle came back, and it was already the hour, and it was already a quarter past twelve o'clock, until my uncle came into the courtyard, and my grandmother and I were relieved. I saw that my uncle was holding something in his hand, and when I got closer, I found that it was wrapped in a cloth, and I wondered what my uncle was doing when he went out for a day, and then he opened the wrapped cloth. When I saw that it was a bag of soil, I looked at my uncle suspiciously, wondering what he was doing when he came back with a bag of soil.

Grandma also asked, "Yongning, what are you going to do when you come back with a bag of soil?" ”

The uncle said, "Make mud pills." ”

My grandmother and I looked at each other, and the day he went out, he went to get this bag of soil? Then he went upstairs with the dirt, and I wondered where he had gone and what he had done, but he seemed reluctant to say anything, so I had to go back to my room and go to sleep. Who knows, I just closed my eyes and saw my husband, and I don't know if it was a dream or reality, anyway, he was standing by my bedside, standing motionless. I watched him try to speak, but he couldn't speak, he looked at me, and then I saw the ghost bodhisattva sitting on my chest. Looking at me condescendingly, I wanted to turn over, but my body couldn't move at all, and then I watched its blindfolded hands open little by little, I wanted to close my eyes, but I couldn't close them at all, as if I was frozen and watched its hands all open, I only saw that its three pairs of eyes were like three pairs of holes. It's very scary to look at the gloomy and gloomy.

Then I heard what seemed to be its voice saying, "My eyes, my eyes." ”

Then I felt its hand suddenly come out from behind the pillow, and I saw its fingers swaying in front of my eyes, and the sound of the bones twisting was clearly in my ears, but I just couldn't move, and then I watched as its dry fingers like chicken paws covered my eyes little by little, and at the moment my eyes were covered, I heard shrill laughter echoing in my ears, as if my eyes had been taken by it.

After my eyes were blindfolded, I suddenly opened my eyes and woke up, but the moment I opened my eyes, I felt that it was darkness, but it was not the darkness of the night, but it was pitch black, as if my eyes had really been taken away from me.

So I reached out and shook it in front of my eyes, but I couldn't see anything, which was impossible, because no matter how dark it was at night, you could see a rough shadow when you held your hand in front of you, but now I couldn't see anything, so I went to touch the switch of the light, and sure enough, the switch clicked, but I didn't feel the light.

I screamed in fright, and soon my parents got up and went to my room, and they didn't know that I couldn't see anymore, and they thought I had seen something again, and came up to comfort me, until I shouted and told them that I couldn't see in my eyes, and they were in a hurry, and then my grandmother and uncle also came, and my grandmother was also anxious, but my uncle didn't say anything, I knew he was there, but he didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Then I felt his cold hand caress my eyes, and I heard him ask me, "What did you just see?" ”

I told the scene when I saw the three hands of Mr. and the ghost bodhisattva open, and the uncle said, "That's just a ghost pressing bed, it seems that the person who borrowed your yin eye is using your eyes to go yin again." ”

Grandma asked the uncle: "Yongning, is there any way you can help Mu regain his sight?" ”

Uncle told me to calm down first, and then let me take a deep breath, holding back not to exhale, and then he slashed at my eyebrows with his bone joints, I felt that my eyebrows felt like they had been pricked by a needle, but soon this pain disappeared, and I could see the moment the pain disappeared, but soon I realized that I could not see, but that I had gone to a place where I had never been, and I seemed to know who borrowed my pubic eye, and it was not a blind aunt!