When I finally heard the human voice, my heart was relieved, and I forgot Fang Kedong's reminder for a while, and hurriedly rushed inside: "Hello, my name is Lin Han, I came to ask Daoist Yang about something, is he at home?"

The woman said, "He's gone out on an errand, and he'll be back in a moment, and since he's come to him on purpose, please come in and sit down." ”

The woman's voice sounded a little weak, obviously out of breath, and it was accompanied by a cough or two.

I was a little hesitant to go in, and strangely, Fang Kedong was so quiet and silent at this time that I didn't even feel his presence.

"Please come in, it's okay, I'm Daoist Yang's wife, because my health is not very good, it is inconvenient to go out. ”

Just as I was hesitating, the woman said politely.

It turned out to be the wife of Daoist Yang. Since it was an invitation from the hostess, and it was an old woman, I had no worries, and generously opened the curtain and stepped in.

As soon as I stepped inside, I was stunned by what I saw.

I saw that there was a large karst cave inside, and because of the dim light, I could barely see how big it was. In the cave are irregularly placed several arm-thick, half-human high stone pillars, on which are lit white candles, the light of the white candles swaying slightly, reflecting a dim halo on the cave wall, those halos move irregularly, looking a little crazy.

When I entered the village just now, I saw that the village was electrified, and there was an electric light in the outermost part of the house, but why was there a white candle in it?

Of course, although I thought it strange to light a candle in the cave, it was not so strange that it was the wife of Daoist Yang who really surprised me.

Not far from me lay a flat bed, a very simple bed, with a futon on top of a few planks, and on the bed sat a long-haired woman.

The woman's long hair was so loose that it almost covered her entire face, so much so that I couldn't tell what she looked like or how old she was. What shocked me was that she was wearing a navy blue auspicious robe, which is the shroud worn by the dead.

When I first came in, because the light was dim, I didn't see the dress of Daoist Yang's wife clearly, but at this time I got used to the candlelight inside, and I was really shocked to see that she was wearing a big living person wearing a longevity dress for the dead.

Daoist Yang's wife seemed to know that I was frightened, giggled, and said, "Are you frightened by my dress?"

"I, I ......"

I was speechless, and before I knew it, I had retreated to the curtain, ready to rush out at any moment.

Presumably it was the laughter that affected her unbalanced internal breath, Daoist Yang's wife suddenly coughed violently, coughing and wheezing for a while before stopping, and said with obvious wheezing: "You don't have to be afraid, I'm not in good health, I've been sick for many years, and I can't be cured for a long time, there is no way, Daoist Yang used such a method for me to rush to joy, put on a shroud for me, hoping to wash away the sickness in my body and make me better." ”

As soon as I heard this, I understood that as far as I know, there is indeed a practice in the countryside that rushes to rejoice, that is, to hold fake funerals in advance for people who have been ill for a long time, and it is said that some of them are really just that good.

Since this was the case, I was not so nervous and scared, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and subconsciously looked at the white candles.

Daoist Yang's wife said, "You don't have to be surprised, these white candles are also lit to create an atmosphere and achieve the purpose of joy." ”

Hearing her say this, I couldn't help but take a closer look at the candles, there were seven of them, and they were placed in a very strange position, according to the direction of the Big Dipper.

Of course, I don't know anything about this, although I am very curious, but in this place, in such a strange atmosphere, I still feel nervous, so I don't want to stay for a long time, and hurriedly ask: "Old man, how long will it take for Daoist Yang to come back?"

Daoist Yang's wife said, "It should be soon, you can wait." ”

I hurriedly said, "Then I'd better go out and wait for him, so as not to disturb your old man's rest." ”

I was just about to quit, but Daoist Yang's wife hurriedly said, "Wait, please do me a favor, okay?"

I asked, "I wonder what you want me to do for you?" ”

Daoist Yang's wife said, "These candles are too dazzling, can you please blow out a few for me?"

In fact, although there are seven candles lit here, I still feel that the light is very dim, and this Yang Daoshi's wife said that it is too dazzling. I thought it was a little strange, but when I thought about it, some patients are photophobic, and the slightest light will feel dazzling, so naturally they can't look at it with the eyes of normal people like us, so I was relieved.

Of course, blowing out candles is a trivial matter, and I said, "Of course." ”

By the way, I blew out the nearest candle, who knows, as this candle went out, I suddenly felt a yin wind blowing faintly from the side of Daoist Yang's wife, although it was not obvious, I couldn't help but shiver.

I immediately felt that something was wrong, and I looked at Daoist Yang's wife busily, and said uneasily: "Old man, these white candles are specially for you to make a happy light, will it be inappropriate for me to help you blow them out?"

Daoist Yang's wife hurriedly said, "There will be no problem, don't worry." The candlelight pierced my eyes, and didn't you see that I had my hair scattered? Please blow out a few more for me. ”

Since Daoist Yang's wife said so, I was relieved, and I blew out a white candle next to it.

Unbeknownst to me, as soon as the white candle was extinguished, I immediately felt a more obvious wind blowing over, and I shrank my neck from the cold.

Strangely, however, I didn't even think about the terrible side of such an obvious strange situation, and by miraculously blew out the third white candle, so that all the candles facing the direction of the exit curtain were blown out.

Daoist Yang's wife suddenly became excited, and urged repeatedly: "Hurry, hurry, blow out all the other candles." ”

I was about to blow out the fourth candle when I heard her say this, and I suddenly felt that something was wrong, so I couldn't help but blow it, and looked at Daoist Yang's wife suspiciously.

Who knows, this look surprised me, only to see that Daoist Yang's wife had already stood up, and her hair flew up as if it had been blown by the wind, revealing her face.

It was an unusually pale face, very young, no more than twenty years old, and, very pretty.

How could this be the wife of an old Taoist priest? I was really shocked.