Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Secret of White Ink
The red shoes dancing high on the roof seemed to have a vague figure, but only for a moment, the figure disappeared.
"See?" Night whisper pointed directly at the red shoes, there was a woman there, not beautiful, but very distinctive, unforgettable, that glimpse of the back, as if to take away her soul.
"See!" Yin Shili stared at the direction of the red shoes and smirked: "She looks so beautiful!" ”
"Smack..."
slapped Yin Shili's head hard: "Come back to your senses, I was fascinated by a pair of shoes, and I was embarrassed to say it." ”
"Now that we've shown up, let's have a good chat."
These days they are trapped in this house, extremely bored, looking through all kinds of books, just to find out the secret of the red shoes, and all they can come to the conclusion is that this is an obsession, an obsession that hopes to achieve what they want in life.
This kind of obsession without malice is difficult to do, without saying a word, I can't guess what it is going to do?
But now it seems that there is room for things to turn around.
"The aura emanating from your body makes me grow a little stronger."
Although the voice of the exit was indistinct, I could hear what it was saying.
"Take me to find the void!"
As the words fell, the red shoes fell straight from the ceiling and happened to fall into the wooden box, and the door of the wooden box closed, leaving two people looking at each other.
"That's it!" Old man Wang lay on the rocking chair and touched his smooth chin: "After the red ore widens your veins, the residual power cannot be released, and it will be dispersed." ”
"And you have collected all the red shoes, that is, you have collected all the obsessions, so that the complete obsession absorbs the residual power, and you can also show the form of the original owner, but it is not long, and the power of the red ore will not stay on it for much time."
After speaking, Old Man Wang opened his eyes and looked at the two of them carefully, and nodded: "The effect is good, so it looks like a real spiritual boy." ”
"Alright, let's go." Old man Wang didn't wait for the two of them to react, and drove people away: "I don't feel comfortable living in this house, or the basement of the morgue is suitable for me." ”
As he spoke, he pushed the two out of the door, locked them, and went downstairs with their hands behind their backs, all in one go.
……
"Amitabha."
From afar, I heard the end of the evening class of the Beifeng Temple, and the singing of the Buddha's horn by a group of monks.
The one sitting on it was empty, and after the monks left, he got up and smiled: "Why do the two donors have time to come to me?" ”
As the two walked in, his empty brows slowly furrowed, and his eyes stared straight at the familiar wooden box, the red shoes in this box gave him a deeper sense of familiarity and heartache.
"Empty master, empty master." Yeyu held the shell and recalled the emptiness that had lost his mind: "Today is to invite you to surpass the souls of the dead here, there are thousands. ”
The day after the remnants of their souls returned, the two children were no different from the other children, and now they are living in a welfare home, waiting to find their relatives.
"Good, good!" He took the shell and placed it in front of the shrine: "Let them purify for a few days, and then I will go over for them together with the other monks." ”
"Besides this," the empty eyes seemed to be glued to the box, "is there anything else?" ”
Night Yu didn't tease him, and opened the wooden box directly.
The moment the wooden box opened, a woman in a bright red cheongsam, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, looked down at the sky, and said softly: "General, I finally waited for you!" ”
But it was only a few seconds, and the figure dissipated, leaving only the red shoes lying quietly in the box.
"Empty Master, are you alright?"
Looking at the monk in front of him who had tears spreading wantonly on his face, but it did not affect his ascetic temperament at all, Ye Yu couldn't help lowering his voice: "Do you know her?" ”
Empty shook his head, and nodded again: "I don't know, but the feeling she gave me is very familiar!" ”
Like an imprint engraved in her soul, the outline of her heart, the moment she appeared, a clear figure was outlined.
"Night donor, can you put the red shoes here for two days, and when we have overlived the souls, you can come and get them?"
"Absolutely."
It couldn't be better to be able to throw this hot potato out.
"Since I'm here, let's take a stroll, I've never been here before."
The Yejia don't believe in any religion, so they won't climb more than 3,000 steps to the temple on the highest peak in the North City to see the scenery here.
And for so many years, there has never been a cable car here, and it is either a devout Buddhist or a tourist who covets the scenery.
I've come here, and if I don't go around, I feel sorry for all the hard work of coming to such a trip.
The scenery of the North Wind Temple is really good, standing on the temple and looking down, there is quite a feeling that it will be at the top of the mountain, and the mountains are small. The depression in my heart disappeared after seeing such a scene.
"Amitabha..."
The two walked to a mountain path, and were stopped in front of a turning house.
"Two donors, are you here to have some eternal lights? Or do you want to mourn the deceased? ”
Seeing them looking at themselves in confusion, the monk understood: "Two donors, this is the Mingshan Hall, which is specially set up for the deceased, and ordinary pilgrims are not allowed to enter."
"Excuse me!"
As soon as they heard the reason, the two of them didn't stop much and continued to walk along the trail.
"This Mingshan Hall is very large."
Winding along the path for more than ten meters, it is the range of Mingshan Hall, which shows the reluctance and attachment of the world to the past.
"Shh
Ye Yu pulled Yin Shili out of the trail and hid in the grove on the side.
More than ten meters away from them, there was a person who was kowtowing to the ever-bright lamp enshrined on it.
"Bai Mo's mother has passed away?"
"I don't know!"
Yin Shili shook his head honestly, although their Yin Men is big, they don't have much contact with the White Gate, and his father is fighting with the White Gate in the branch, let alone telling him about the Bai family.
"Mom, don't worry, now I'm preparing to leave the White Gate step by step and fulfill the wish you didn't fulfill back then." Bai Mo looked at the flickering and flickering ever-bright lantern, which was completely different from the previous image of silence in front of people, and he couldn't wait to tell everything he had seen and heard recently to the ever-bright lamp.
After talking for about half an hour, the two people who were squatting in the grass had been covered in mosquito bites, and their legs were numb.
I heard Bai Mo finally say: "Mom, I'll see you next time, and the shell will be completed by then." ”
"Young master!"
"Get out of here!"
Bai Mo came out of Mingshan Hall, and a trace of yin immediately ran out of the forest and followed him.
"Young master, the door master doesn't like you coming here, you..."
"Don't make me say it a second time, get out!"
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the yin spirit stepped forward and blocked Bai Mo's way.
"Young master, even if your soul is scattered today, I have to say, if the door master knows that you don't abide by the agreement, do you know what the consequences will be?"
Bai Mo's hand clenched, staring at the Yin Spirit: "One last time: Get out." ”
Seeing that she was still not moving in front of her, a doll was thrown out and bit off on the ghost's arm.
"This is the last time, you stop me, next time, I will let it swallow you all."