I listened to Zhang Ke's father and mother talking, pretending not to pay attention, but I had mixed feelings in my heart, I really didn't expect Zhang Ke's mother to miss her son so much that she even wanted to see her son's ghost. At the same time, I was both worried and curious, because it was also the first time I had experienced the first seven of the deceased, and a sense of unknown mystery made me quite excited, and at the same time faintly uneasy, worried about whether Zhang Ke's ghost would really appear, and if it did, how should I communicate with him, and would he tell me the answer I wanted to know

Soon in the evening, the guests of Zhang Ke's house had already left, and his parents were left, and there was because they had to wait for me to go to his house to sleep.

The four of us sat in the hall, silently looking at Zhang Ke's mourning hall, the wall clock on the wall made a "tick-tick" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent rural night, and there was a kind of magic that knocked on the heart, which made people can't help but be nervous.

Zhang Ke's father was also very nervous, like a nail on the stool under his buttocks, constantly moving, in contrast, Zhang Ke's mother was very calm, and she cried at every turn, but at this time her face showed a trace of inexplicable excitement. Perhaps thinking that she was about to see her son's soul, this poor woman had some great comfort and expectation in her heart.

Seeing that the time was slowly passing, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was time for Zhang Ke's ghost to return to his soul at twelve o'clock, and the atmosphere in the mourning hall was becoming more and more tense.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "tapping and tapping" footsteps from the courtyard outside, because the door could not be closed on the night of the soul, and we were afraid that the ghost would not be able to get home, so we all looked at the door nervously, not knowing who was coming, because it was not yet twelve o'clock, and it should not be Zhang Ke's ghost coming back.

Who would that be?

Not only was I nervous, but I was nervous, and he was sitting on the same stool as me, and I could clearly feel him approaching me.

"Who is it?" asked Zhang Ke's mother in a trembling voice.

"It's me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old lady walk in.

Zhang Ke's father and mother hurriedly got up to greet each other and asked respectfully, "Grandma, why are you here?"

I expected that this old lady should be the Grandma Zhang who gave Zhang Ke's mother Shenshui, so I looked at her very curiously.

Grandma Zhang is short and thin, wearing a black padded jacket, about sixty years old, and looks very energetic.

Grandma Zhang was carrying a yellow cloth bag, on which a Tai Chi pattern was embroidered with black and white silk threads, which looked very conspicuous. If you don't look at anything else, just look at this special bag to know her identity, it should be a character like a goddess who is active in the folk.

Grandma Zhang walked into the hall, glanced at the four people in the room, her eyes stayed on me for a moment longer, and then looked at Zhang Ke's parents with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not at ease, I came to take a look." ”

Grandma Zhang said, suddenly pointed at me and asked, "Who is he, why didn't he avoid it?"

I suddenly became nervous, afraid that the old lady would drive me away, and looked at her nervously.

Zhang Ke's father hurriedly said: "He is Zhang Ke's high school classmate, and he has a good relationship, just like a brother, he came from the city on purpose, and he has to keep vigil with us." ”

Zhang Ke's mother then asked uneasily: "Grandma, is there anything wrong?"

Grandma Zhang looked at me again and said, "Since I have a very close relationship with Zhang Ke, it's nothing." I'm worried that outsiders will be present and disturb the ghosts of the returning souls. However, it is better to avoid it, not to stay in this mourning hall, and go to the next room, he can't see anything anyway. ”

Seeing that it was about to be twelve o'clock, the atmosphere in the mourning hall was getting more and more tense, at this time, Grandma Zhang's sudden visit added to the tension, obviously a little scared, listening to Grandma Zhang's instructions to avoid me, he hurriedly pulled my arm, and said nervously: "Lin Han, let's go to the next room." ”

Zhang Ke's parents also looked at me, I knew that they all listened to Grandma Zhang's words, since Grandma Zhang spoke, I couldn't insist on staying in the mourning hall, so I reluctantly followed to the next room. This room is stacked with clutter. Fortunately, this room is only separated by a wall from the hall with a mourning hall, and there is a door that communicates with me, and I can see the situation in the mourning hall when I stand by the door.

Seeing that I obediently followed out of the hall, the grandmother of the Zhang family was very satisfied, and said to Zhang Ke's father and mother: "The time is coming soon, Zhang Ke's ghost will return on time at twelve o'clock, if you want to see him, just put the divine water I gave you on your upper eyelids." In addition, I must warn you that when Zhang Ke's ghost enters the house, you must not make any noise, let alone call him, and you must not cry. I can only look at him quietly. ”

Zhang Ke's mother hadn't cried for a while, but when she heard Grandma Zhang say this, she couldn't help wiping away a handful of tears, and asked suspiciously: "Grandma, why can't you call him, I really want to say goodbye to my Ke'er." ”

Grandma Zhang's face sank and said solemnly: "The reason why ghosts return to their souls is because they still have reluctance and remembrance of the world in their hearts, and the king of Hades took pity on them, so he allowed them to come back and see before entering the underworld." If their relatives call them, or let them hear the cries of their relatives, they will not be at peace, and in serious cases, they will miss the time to return to the underworld, and then they will only be able to wander in the yang world, which will not only harm them, but also bring disaster to our yang world. ”

Hearing Grandma Zhang say it was so terrible, Zhang Ke's parents hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Okay, the hour is coming, quickly wipe the divine water, and hide behind the table in the mourning hall. Grandma Zhang hurriedly said.

Zhang Ke's mother hurriedly took out the bottle, wiped it herself, and handed the bottle to Zhang Ke's father, who hesitated for a moment and wiped it. Then the two of them walked quickly to the back of the mourning hall and hid, but poked their heads out and looked nervously at the door.

I took the opportunity to find a bottle of wind oil essence containing cat tears, unscrewed the cap, and rubbed my right index finger on the upper eyelid.

Who knows, wipe a little more, and the water flows into the eyes. I immediately felt hot, and tears flowed out of my eyes, and I couldn't open my eyes.

Only then did I know that there was still a remnant of the wind oil essence in the bottle that had not been washed, and now it entered my eyes, and it was very uncomfortable.

I secretly cursed damn it, rubbed my eyes desperately, I couldn't open them at all, tears flowed out, not to mention the uncomfortable energy.

At this time, I suddenly remembered the situation of taking the cat's tears, and it seemed that it was really retribution