At the dinner table, I feel very happy, I haven't felt this way for a long time.

"Xiaojie, how is your recovery?" Uncle Chen, who rarely spoke, asked.

"It's much better, you see I can eat three bowls of rice now, I'm in good spirits."

"Eat a little more, Xiaojie, we still have something to deal with tomorrow night."

"What's the matter, Auntie?"

"As for the Holy Spirit Temple, we have to go to the forest behind the mountain. Explain to those friends, tomorrow night Chen Minghui can, you two will also come to help, so that things can be handled better. ”

"Then it needs a human sacrifice, what are you going to do with it, aunt?"

"This is easy, as long as Xiaojie's blood adds a little yin and yang, after eating, Xiaojie, you give Auntie a piece of clothes and pants that you wear."

"Okay, this is a dummy, right, Aunt Dong."

"Xiaojie is highly perceptive, and after a while, Chen Ming and Huineng will go outside to find some hay, and prepare the things that should be prepared as soon as possible, so that it will be easier to deal with tomorrow!"

"Is it that simple?"

"It's not easy to say it's simple, you have to find a black rooster, and then cast a spell, you must not let those friends in the forest see that it is fake, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

It seems that Aunt Dong has dealt with similar things before, otherwise how could she be so familiar?

The thing of weaving a dummy with dry grass was done by Uncle Chen, which was also Aunt Dong's order.

At that time, I asked Uncle Chen if he knew the Tao, and Uncle Chen smiled and shook his head: "I don't know anything about the Tao, I used to weave frames and bamboo baskets on the street, and it will be easier to make a dummy after a long time." ”

In this way, Uncle Lian looks like an assistant to Aunt Dong, I have always wondered why Uncle Chen works hard and complains against Aunt Dong, his words and deeds are really like a woman.

But I was too embarrassed to ask Uncle Chen anything.

Later, Dong Jing quietly told me that Uncle Chen had saved Aunt Dong's life before. As for the circumstances under which Aunt Dong was saved, it is unknown.

I was a little surprised, but I thought that this kind of thing had nothing to do with me, it belonged to other people's privacy. Don't ask. As long as you know that Aunt Dong and the two of them are very compatible together, this is enough.

The next day finally came, and everything was ready to go, just waiting for dark.

Under the night of Mu, the five of them walked to the forest in the back mountain under the leadership of Aunt Dong.

Halfway through, Aunt Dong broke off one of the wings of the black rooster she had prepared earlier, recited some terms to the rooster and let it go.

Seeing that this situation was a bit cruel, I was puzzled and asked her why she did it.

"This is the resentful spirit transfer technique, it requires a certain Dao method, and Auntie will teach you Xiaojie in the future."

"What is the Spirit-Shifting Technique?"

"Think about it, there are so many unjust souls in the forest, they must have accumulated a lot of resentment in their hearts for so long, and if they don't pay attention to dealing with it, as long as there is an opportunity, the resentment in the hearts of these unjust souls will be easily transferred to people."

I now probably understand what Aunt Dong did: "Then Auntie, you mean that if those undead want to vent their grievances on people, let this black rooster bear it." ”

"Yes!"

"But is a rooster so small enough? Can it handle it? ”

"That's just one of the ways, and that's why we're going to go to the woods and make it clear to them!"

I see!

After a while, we were in front of the forest.

Aunt Dong said, "Listen, I don't tell you to make a sound, try to keep silent." ”

After speaking, Aunt Dong walked a few steps forward alone and spoke to the forest: "Seniors, it's a little late to come here today to apologize to you, I hope the seniors don't care about the past." The juniors have prepared some gifts here, and I hope the seniors will not dislike them. ”

Then Aunt Dong made a gesture to Hui Neng and asked him to take some of the gifts he had bought before.

It can be seen that Hui Neng is a little puzzled, why is Aunt Dong talking to the woods!

He also glanced at us a few times, and there was some worry and fear in his eyes.

I whispered to him, "Go ahead, it'll be fine." ”

Soon Aunt Dong knelt there and offered the tributes, lit incense candles and paper money, and some yellow charms.

Strangely, within a few seconds, there was a gust of wind, accompanied by some strange sounds.

The voice sounded like it was coming from far away, like the sound of a group of suffering people gathered together in despair wailing and struggling.

Sometimes the voice becomes louder, sometimes smaller, and when it gets louder, it seems to come to you, and then the voice slowly deepens in front of you.

At the lowest point, the sound began to grow louder again, then went away, and then came back again.

This is clearly some kind of signal to us from those souls buried in the ground.

I believe that Aunt Dong understands this kind of signal, and she also knows how to deal with it.

Dong Jing and I looked at each other, it was terrifying enough to hear this kind of sound in the dark, but fortunately, there are more people now, and we are bold with each other.

"Seniors, I know you have a lot of resentment in your hearts, now bring a descendant of the Black Miao people over, let the juniors use this kid to pay tribute to the seniors."

As she spoke, Aunt Dong looked at me and shouted, "Boy, come here!" This is your burial place today, do you know how many hurtful things your ancestors have done? ”

The voice sounded angry, as if it was really going to kill me.

But I knew that this was acting, and I wasn't afraid, so I carried the paper figure on my back to Aunt Dong's side.

"Son, kneel, though your death alone is not enough to make up for the mistakes of your ancestors, your friends here are magnanimous, as long as you give your life. They don't pursue the past anymore. ”

I knelt down and handed the paper figure to Aunt Dong at the same time.

At this time, those strange voices just now were getting louder and louder, and in my own sense, they seemed to be angry.

"The seniors looked at it, I gave this kid's life on the spot, dust to dust, and the previous grievances were over."

Immediately, Aunt Dong took a handful of white wine soaked centipedes that she had prepared before, sprayed it on the paper man, and then sprinkled the yin and yang containing my blood in my hand, and said: "Blood debt and blood are repaid, boy, don't forget, go down and kowtow to the seniors to compensate." ”

Swish!

A crisp sound passed, and the paper figure was split in two by the sharp blade in Aunt Dong's hand.

Seeing this, Chen Ming immediately handed Aunt Dong half a box of alcohol in his hand, and burned the paper figure that was divided into two.

There was a sudden silence around them, no one spoke, and the air seemed to freeze.

After a few seconds, I dared to ask Aunt Dong softly if those unjust souls were gone.

"Alright, the matter is over, and then we can safely cut down these trees to build the Holy Spirit Temple."