Chapter Twenty-One: The Illusion Ghost Strikes the Wall
The coffin nail is yang, and the longer it is in contact with yin, the stronger the effect.
Shen Ji These nails are no less old than the old house, the boundary of Dongyan Town is not big, and the few locations I chose are just one wide and one narrow coffin, four nails down, even an ant can't escape.
I looked at the bloody coffin, and just as I was nailing it, a few steps behind me, I wondered if something had happened.
My intuition tells me that the owner of this coffin must have something to do with the man in the raincoat, and he designed this bureau to release the contents of the coffin, and now, the coffin is empty.
I was the last to arrive at the inscription, and I didn't tell them about the Nanmu Pavilion, Jiang Xun looked at me, said goodbye, and took the lead towards the road behind the inscription.
Tang Jiao patted his ass and followed, and Zi and I were not at the end, but we were not in a hurry.
To put it simply, although there will be no more ghosts to attack, but in the end, this is still the space forcibly demolished by the barrier of the underworld, how can there be any margin, their way into the town has long disappeared, and if they continue to walk, they will never come to the end.
"Walking around this road, why can't you see the edge after so long?" Tang Jiao became more and more strange, his pace slowed down, and when he turned around, he couldn't even see the town behind him.
It was so dark that I could barely see clearly, and if it weren't for Ziwei, I would be blind.
Jiang Xun felt in his pocket, took out a bamboo tube, flicked his thumb to open the lid, and took out a fire fold. A faint light in the darkness blew on it, "hissing" and lighting up a small piece of the road.
"How to get there?" Jiang Xun looked back at me and couldn't make up his mind, "Ghost hitting the wall?" ”
Tang Ka came to his senses, "I heard that the ghost hit the wall and peed?" ”
“……”
Jiang Xun's face remained unchanged and said, "You try." ”
Tang Jiao said twice, "That has to be a boy, look at my brother's appearance, how is it possible!" Why don't you come? ”
Jiang Xun glanced at him coldly, Tang Jiao shuddered, locked his eyes on Ziwei behind me, saw him walking close to me, and looked at me again, swaying from side to side, hesitating whether to speak.
I frowned and clenched my fists, Jiang Xun put his hand on the top of his head, clasped it tightly and broke it back, "Clean your mind, take care of your words and deeds, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't protect you." ”
"Oooh!" Tang Jiao thought so, turned his head and rubbed his mouth, and really didn't say anything.
I had to determine whether it was a ghost hitting the wall or not, so I leaned over and drew a cross on the ground with a stone, so that Jiang Yuan could continue to walk forward.
The passage of time is not felt in the darkness, the space seems to be completely closed, there is no wind to be felt, and there is no movement of air.
The footsteps of the four people stepped on the ground, and the small sound was mixed with echoes, as if someone was following you. If you have a little more imagination, you will feel that you are in the dark, and at this moment a pair of eyes are firmly on you, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
In this case, the fire in Jiang Xun's hand became our beacon, and all the way down, no one spoke anymore when Tang Jiao closed his mouth, only breathing and the slowly beating flame tried his best to prove the existence of life.
In the silence, four shadows trembled and stacked on top of each other, falling behind one step at a time.
I was full of worries, and I looked at Jiang Xun carefully over and over again.
He was a little taller than I remembered, and when I didn't look at his face, I sometimes couldn't remember what he looked like, and I couldn't tell what it was like. He had been very intimate before, but in fact, the most terrible people were often not those who wrote cruelty on their faces, and it was even more difficult to prevent hiding a knife in a smile.
As soon as these two people came to Shen Ji, they opened their mouths with some inexplicable words, with a strong purpose, and they didn't tell you the reason.
Judging from the performance, Tang Xun really has no brains, and what he shows is what he thinks in his heart, but Jiang Xun is unpredictable.
He doesn't deliberately get close to people, everything is clearly explained, even when the people in Dongyan Town said that I was a demon girl, he was obviously there, but he didn't come forward to help, and he didn't hide his words afterwards. There is also a saying that he will guard in Shen Ji, but he did not do it, and now he only has a sentence of "is it important" on this matter, which makes it impossible to distinguish whether the position of our two passers-by is friend or foe.
According to the theory of normal people, when you can use a person, you will do something he wants to tie him to with favors. But Jiang Xun doesn't take the usual path, he just wants anything, and shows you all the indifference and alienation from those outsiders who are useless to him, and lets you know that he is not a selfless good person when he first comes into contact, and he is more willing to keep his duty than to let you owe him affection.
He was too open-minded and not honest enough.
"Master......" Zi didn't interrupt my train of thought, I turned my eyes to look over, and his expression was a little dazed, "Is it really right for us to do this?" ”
"They are people, conscious, emotional people...... They are not evil spirits......" Zi Wei continued to speak, his head was slightly lowered, his eyelashes covering his hair were trembling, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Shen Ji is gone, everyone is dead, Master...... We can't go back. ”
I muttered, "No, we'll be back." ”
Regardless of the life and death of outsiders, he took their lives, took his own body, sealed people in them, and left them in the yin time.
This is the method of cracking the night walk of a hundred ghosts in the "Chronicles of the School Temple".
According to the records, the last person who did this died on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month after his departure.
But I think that since it is a seal, there is always a way to break it, and if it is not in the book, it does not mean that there is no other place, and we still have time to travel.
Sooner or later, we'll be back.
"Shen Ji is not a place, but a craft." I said, "As long as there are still you and me, Shen Ji will not die." ”
Ziwei didn't answer, Tang Jiao listened to our conversation for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "You say, who is the bad guy between Liu Fu and Zhou Hong?" ”
An honest and diligent, life-long man who has suffered a lot. But in order to save his son and give him a smooth future, he did not hesitate to make such a battle, regardless of the life or death of others, drained the blood, and exchanged the coffin of the living for another day.
One repairs bridges and roads for the town, builds schools and nursing homes, and is a good man in the eyes of everyone, with brains and skills. But in the end, the initial capital was obtained by taking the trust and blood and sweat of the people in the town, and in exchange for his father's life.
These two people, who is better? Who is bad?
Or, in the wrong way, they are all heinous.
The four of them were all silent for a while, and after walking out for a long time, Jiang Xun said: "People are not necessarily evil, but people are selfish. ”
After a pause, he pointed to the cross marks on the ground, "It's here." ”
I nodded, making sure it was the ghost hitting the wall and spinning, and the matter would be much easier to solve.
I thought about it, opened the tart whip to the greatest extent, handed it forward from the beginning, walked to the head of the team, and said: "Hurry up, follow my steps, no matter what you hear, what you see, what happens, don't let go, don't look back, someone calls your name, don't agree." ”
"What if you're afraid to let go?" Tang Kari asked.
I looked at him, "You'd better not do it." ”
Jiang Xun smiled and extinguished the fire fold in his hand, "Listen to her, that's right." ”
The tart soul whip was scattered and clenched, Tang Jiao was afraid, and wrapped it around each of his hands, grabbing it like a deputy handcuff. When he arrived at Jiang Xun, he didn't leave it for me, he held the handle of the whip, wrapped it around the palm of his hand, raised his eyes to look at me, and stretched out his other hand.
I looked at him with bated breath, Jiang Xun smiled again, "I'm scared too." ”
Before Zi could speak, I grabbed Jiang Xun's wrist and stopped him with this action. At this time, more things are better than less things, and it will not benefit anyone if they continue to make trouble.
"The lives of all three of us are in your hands." Jiang Xun looked at me and moved his wrist, "You can hold on tightly, don't let go." ”
"It's better for you to keep your mouth shut than anything else." I said, taking the first step.
There was no light, and it was darker all around, and every time I took seven steps, I turned a ninety-degree straight bend in the direction of my left hand, and the hand holding Jiang Xun felt very cold even through my clothes, only the place near the beads was warm.
When he reached the seventh seven steps, there was suddenly no way in front of him, and a cliff appeared.
I stopped, and hesitated to hear a man's voice, ethereal, coming from nowhere.
"From today on, you are my disciple, and if you bring me tea, you will call me Master. This is my gift to you, you are so good to receive it, in the future in Shen Ji, you will be called Huaiyu, Shen Huaiyu ......"
"We make coffins, we have to pay attention to it, from beginning to end, in addition to nailing the coffin, you can't use nails or industrial glue, it must be mortise and tenon. This 'copper gang iron cover tofu bottom', the front is large and the back is small oblique with arcs, and it is half a log from the front. There is 'seven feet three, go all over the sky', the specifications will change again, and the size cannot be wrong......"
"The shroud should be worn single or double, the sleeves should be long, and the hands should be covered. Men wear small hats and women embroider, are covered by children and men, how to draw the makeup for the burial, you can remember clearly......"
"The tone is even, and the paint can't just be applied once. The old man is a happy funeral, he has to use a red coffin, a black coffin is used when he dies of illness, and a white coffin is used for adult children, and the patterns on it are practiced several times on the paper. You don't know the color and you have to remember it, now the master tells you, in the future, I will accept a little apprentice to mention to you, making a coffin is to build an old house for people, people believe in you to find you, you have to be thoughtful for people, is Shen Ji's signboard......"
Every word was as clear as yesterday, and I looked at the cliff in front of me and couldn't take a single step.
"Huaiyu, I had a friend outside a few years ago, who helped me when I was in trouble, I owe him a favor, and it's time to pay it back. He needs someone now, I'm going out for a month, you take care of your home, take care of yourself, Shen Ji has you, I'm relieved. It's been a long time since I've been outside to take a look, and I've heard that it's changed a lot......"
I was breathing hard, and I could make out that the voice was coming from behind me.
I wanted to stop him, let him stay, let him know that this was our last goodbye.