Chapter Seventy-Nine: Tearing Paper into a Butterfly

It is said that the paper man was taken away by a ghost, but in fact, only people with yin and yang eyes can see it, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the paper man is still lying there motionless.

Xu Yuanzhi lifted the tent and glanced at Liu Wenpo and her old man, exhaled a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, this catastrophe can be regarded as avoided." ”

The door of Liu Wenpo's house creaked open, she obviously heard Xu Yuanzhi's words, and couldn't wait to run out, glanced at the person who hadn't woken up on the bed, and then looked at Xu Yuanzhi and me.

"After this catastrophe, his yang qi has been greatly damaged, and he will wake up in a few days, big sister, don't worry, he is fine now." Xu Yuanzhi said to Liu Wenpo.

Liu Wenpo cried with joy, thanked us again and again, and then asked Zhang Luo to cook for us.

We had something to ask her, so we were so right, so we politely said, "So it will trouble my mother-in-law." ”

"No trouble, no trouble......"

Taking advantage of Liu Wenpo's cooking, Xu Yuanzhi and I carried the paper figure to the yard and burned it, then washed our hands and sat back at the table to wait.

Waiting always makes people feel that time will be extended indefinitely, and when Liu Wenpo is done, I feel as if a century has passed.

Looking at the table full of dishes, I hurriedly beckoned: "Mother-in-law, don't be busy, sit down quickly......"

"Young man, are you so impatient? I know you have something to ask me, but you have to eat, right? Liu Wenpo seemed to see through my mind and quipped.

I was stunned, and my heart said how did she know that I was going to ask her?

"I heard Daoist Sun say that you had nothing before that year, and you went to ask him, and then I saw your anxious look, and I guessed that you would definitely ask me too."

is worthy of being a person who walks hundreds of doors, and his speculation on people's hearts is really extraordinary.

Liu Wenpo spoke, sat down at the table, and said: "Come, eat together, while eating I'll tell you, these things have been pressed in my heart for many years, except for my old man, I have never told others, even if I tell others, they don't believe it......"

Liu Wenpo muttered a few words to herself, and finally her eyes stayed on my face before she fell silent.

She looked at me the same way as Sun Guanghe, her eyes were full of doubts and inquiry.

I don't know when I was very reluctant to look at me, and it made me feel like a monster in their eyes.

I avoided this gaze, lowered my head and put a chopstick dish into my mouth, chewing to break the silence: "Mother-in-law, I heard you say before, my mother is not a mortal, how can you say this?" ”

Hearing me ask this, Liu Wenpo retracted her fixed gaze, lowered her eyes as if she was in a memory, and said after a while: "Since you were taken to the temple by a cow madman, it is the first time that our mother's house has been so close. My relationship with your mother has to start with my son. ”

"Originally, like the people in the village, I thought that your family was a demon and kept away from them. No, later your mother saved my son's life, and she became a great benefactor of our family, plus what happened later, I often went to the old house to see her and talk to her, so that the two became acquainted. ”

Can my mother save people? Is it to treat people or to exorcise evil spirits?

I was puzzled, so I asked Liu Wenpo, "What happened to your son at the beginning?" ”

Speaking of this, Liu Wenpo was a little annoyed: "When my son was five years old, he was calculated by bad people. ”

Hearing her say this, I became interested and asked, "How do you calculate?" ”

"That old immortal of the Li family suppressed my son's soul, if it weren't for your mother to help me get it back, my son would have died a long time ago."

Crush the soul!

I gasped at the same time as Xu Yuanzhi.

As we all know, ghosts have no shadows, because ghosts have no souls, and after the soul of the same person is suppressed, there will be no shadow, and they will die in seven days.

Soul suppression is rare in daily life, and most of the souls are suppressed.

One of the most common ways to suppress your soul is for someone who practices sorcery to drive a few nails into a specific position on the head of your shadow, so that your soul will be nailed to the spot and unable to walk, that is, it will be suppressed.

The person who has fallen into this way begins to fidget almost inexplicably like a lost soul, and suddenly feels frightened, and every afternoon he is dazed and has no energy, drowsy, and shouts and shouts, but in fact, he himself understands it very well.

But the lost soul can be called back, and the only way to crack the soul is to find the place where the soul was pressed, pull out the nail, and then call the soul back. If you can't find the nails, you'll have to die.

There is also a kind of soul being pressed into the coffin, and at the moment when the coffin is closed, if the shadow of the person is cast on the corpse, the coffin is closed, and the shadow will be sealed inside.

However, the chances of this happening are almost zero, and it only happens by very coincidence. But if you really encounter it, you won't think about where your soul will go if you want to break your head.

There are indeed many methods of soul suppression, all of which are vicious methods, most of which are used for revenge and revenge.

"Mother-in-law, did your family offend anyone from the Li family back then?" I asked, puzzled.

Liu Wenpo shook her head and said: "Li Yuanlong, that old immortal, doesn't go out of the door all day long, like he has hysteria, who will offend him, and I don't know what his thoughts are, so he inexplicably suppressed my son's soul." ”

I still have a little impression of this Li Yuanlong, and at this time, when Liu Wenpo mentioned his name, an old man with silver hair suddenly appeared in my mind. It's just that he has an eagle's beak nose on a Chinese face, and his two eyes are very small, and his face is gloomy all day long, which makes people feel scared.

"Is that him?" Xu Yuanzhi also remembered this person at this time.

Liu Wenpo nodded and continued: "At that time, I didn't understand these at all, seeing that the child didn't eat water and rice all day long, it didn't work, and I went to the hospital a lot, and the doctor said that he had a little fever, and there was nothing wrong with it at all." In the end, I wondered if I had lost my soul, so I thought about letting the cow madman take a look. ”

"That day, I was holding him to find a cow madman, and I met your mother on the way back from washing clothes, she probably looked at me with a sad face and hurried steps, so she looked at me curiously, and then said: This child's soul has been crushed by someone and is going to die."

"At that moment, your mother became a living immortal in my heart, and immediately knelt down for her with a puff and begged her to show it."

"She didn't refuse, took me to the old house, and then found a piece of yellow table paper, tore a butterfly, and pierced my son's finger and dripped a drop of blood on it, and muttered a few words, and something strange happened, the paper butterfly actually flew up......"