My grandfather took me on a tricycle in the village to go out to the market, and after an hour of travel, he took me to a completely unfamiliar place.

This is also a village, but we didn't go in, but went directly to the mountain behind the village.

This is a cemetery, and when you come in, you can feel a burst of yin energy.

When we got to the two graveyards, my father took a step back.

I saw the name engraved on it, it was my father and mother whom I had never met.

My father took out six incense sticks, lit them, and said, "Kneel." ”

I quickly knelt down, took the incense from his hand, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Qiu Wan, Er Fat, you have a spirit in the sky, you must protect your children."

My grandfather burned the paper in front of him, muttering muttering in his mouth.

I still understand the first few sentences, but the rest is not very clear, more like a string of incantations.

After listening to him, he dug out a treasure box with a small hoe from the middle of the two tombs.

After opening it, he took out a book wrapped in an oil-paper umbrella from inside.

The writing is old and yellowish, giving off a musty smell of a rainy day.

I was a little curious to see, but before I could reach out to pick it up, my father took a step into his arms first.

"Bow to your father and mother again, and let's go."

I hurriedly responded, watched my grandfather walk away, and then bowed down, and then followed back to Mangkhut Village.

It's been raining outside all of a sudden.

It is now the summer vacation, a few days ago the village was still because of the sun day and night, the rice in the field was yellow and yellow, and the villagers were worried and screamed, and if it continued like this, the harvest in a month later was not good.

I just didn't expect this rain to come so timely and strange.

I sat at my desk with my grandfather at the sound of rain falling and the book on the table.

There was nothing on the blue cover of the book, so I couldn't tell what it was.

"Master, what are you trying to tell me?"

I really couldn't hold back, so I asked first.

My father raised his head and took the book on the table into my arms, "You take a good look at it today, and starting tomorrow, I will teach you the way to borrow corpses." ”

"Originally, Lao Tzu didn't want you to touch these things, but God won't let you go, and now you have to learn from me."

Borrowing the soul of the corpse, easy to understand.

It is to settle the souls of those who have died and recover them, so that you can borrow their lives for your own use.

These methods are the most suitable for people like me.

I've seen it all in books, too.

After that, I learned a lot from my grandfather, and I also understood the spells he recited before, drawing talismans to collect souls, and I also understood seventy-seven-eighty-eight within a month.

"Everything I can teach you has already been handed over to you, and you have to keep it in your heart, which is stronger than you can read a secretary's textbook." My grandfather was holding a long cigarette in his hand and looked into the distance with a complicated expression.

Suddenly, the weather was clear, the sky was cloudless, and it turned blood red in an instant. It's like God has opened a big dye vat, and the blood light falls on people's faces weirdly and gloomy.

My father was so frightened that he bounced up from his chair and stared at the other side of the mountain, which was already red.

"It's over, it's over!" He dropped the long cigarette in his hand, turned his head and hurried into the house, and took out dozens of charms and a few peachwood swords in one go.

I was watching from the sidelines and couldn't help.

"Master! What are you doing here? ”

"Lao Tzu said a long time ago that you were being targeted, but I didn't expect them to be so fast. This day! He pointed to the sky above him, "They are warning us!" ”

"Looks like something is going to happen tonight."

My father threw a few talismans to me, "It's not dark yet, you stay in the house honestly for Lao Tzu, don't run around, I'll go to Daling Village to find your Uncle Zhang to come over and help." ”

"You can't step out of this door! Even if they saw me, they wouldn't. ”

I nodded quickly, I suffered a dumb loss last time, and this time my brain watt won't go out.

If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, and the old saying still makes sense.

My grandfather looked at me suspiciously, hung two peachwood swords on both sides of the door, pinched another charm, muttered a string of spells in his mouth, and the talisman spontaneously combusted and disappeared.

Then he hurried out.

I sat in the room in a daze, watching the blood-colored sky disappear and return to normal in a few moments.

But it didn't take long for it to get dark.

I'm still waiting for my grandfather to come back, but after so much time, I haven't seen him come back, and I don't know what to do.

After another half a while, a strong wind suddenly arose around me, and the whistling sound was like the cry of a child, gloomy and compassionate, and my scalp tingled when I listened.

I felt uneasy, sat on the chair with cold hands and feet, and finally couldn't help but lie down under the covers. Thinking that my grandfather can't leave me alone, it's better to sleep first.

But after lying down for a long time, I still can't sleep.

I had to get up, and when I saw the silhouette outside the window, my eyes widened with fright.

At this time, there was a person's shadow outside the window, and his whole body was glowing red, but it was a little different from a normal person, the shadow of that thing was a little deformed, and his head seemed to be folded into a "7"!

No way......

I shrank behind me so that my back could be leaned against the wall. I stared at the window, but the man outside seemed to have spotted me, and all of a sudden, the shadow disappeared outside the window.

I used to be able to look at it and I didn't feel anything, but now I can't see it, and it seems to be even more weird.

"Knock knock ......"

There was a sudden dull knock at the door.

I lay on the bed and didn't move, and the knock on the door became very fast again, like I usually watch TV.

"Immortality! Open the door, I'm your master! ”

This was followed by my grandfather's voice, which was not particularly clear under the cover of the wind outside.

As soon as I heard that it was my father, I crawled out of bed and rolled over. When he arrived at the door, he was about to open the door, but he quickly retracted his hand.

Wrong!

My father never called me "Changsheng", he usually called me a stinky boy, when did I ever be so regular?

I remembered what my grandfather had said before leaving, and quickly shrank back again.

"What are you doing when I asked you to open the door? Fast! Open the door! ”

The sound outside became noticeably quicker, as if it was angry, and the wind became louder.

I was so frightened that I sweated and shuddered as I flipped through the book my father had given me to see if there were any spells to kill the dirty.

The first time I faced this kind of thing, I almost forgot my name.

Before I could find it, the knock suddenly changed to a slamming door.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

I watched the wooden door slowly crack open, and finally it fell apart with a "bang".

I cursed in my heart, and when I looked closely, I saw the man standing at the door. It was a man who was not a ghost, his head was at right angles to his neck, his hands and feet were hanging there as if they were boneless, and there was a huge crack on his face, and he couldn't see what it looked like.

I saw those two distorted eyes, smiling at me.

"Changsheng, open the door, ......"