The wizard finally agreed to Niu Er's request, and he told him that to retrieve the iron egg, an extremely complicated ritual was required, and that ritual required Niu Er to give everything.

Niu Er did not hesitate, he immediately agreed to the wizard's request.

"As long as I can see him, I'm willing to give it my all," he said. ”

So, on a dark and windy night of the month, they began the ritual.

On a dark and windy night, only the sound of wind and insects remained in the quiet village.

The wizard is dressed in black robes and a pointed hat, and his body is full of mystery and gloom.

His long figure was slightly distorted in the thin moonlight, as if it were a ghostly existence.

He led Niu Er to the edge of the village, where there was a deserted ancient temple.

The ancient temple is overgrown with weeds, and the temple is dark and dilapidated, as if it is a forgotten corner of the world.

The wizard took Niu Er's hand and led him into this forbidden place.

In the middle of the ancient temple, the sorcerer used white powder to draw an intricate totem, the shape of the totem is like an ancient symbol, exuding a cold atmosphere.

He asked Niu Er to sit in the center of the totem, and then surrounded the totem, chanting a mysterious incantation in a low voice.

The wizard's spells were mixed with ancient languages, and his voice seemed to be carried away by the night wind, but it seemed to be deeply rooted in every heart.

His figure swayed in the moonlight, intertwined with the darkness, as if it had become a mysterious ritual.

After chanting the incantation, the sorcerer began to light a candle on the totem, and the glimmer of the candle was like a demon's eye, tearing through the darkness around him.

He took out a handful of feathers from the bag, gently wiped them on Niu Er's forehead, and threw them into the brazier in the center of the totem.

As the feathers burned, a thick smoke rose and permeated the entire ancient temple.

In the smoke, it seemed that a strange energy began to spread quietly, and the surrounding air began to become dull and oppressive.

The wizard recited the incantation, his voice echoing through the smoke as if whispering from hell.

Niu Er's body began to tremble, and his eyes looked ahead, as if he saw something terrifying.

The ritual lasted for an entire night, and it was not until dawn the next day that the wizard stopped his spell.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the ancient temple returned to calm, leaving only Niu Er sitting there alone, his eyes empty and confused, as if he had lost his soul.

When the ceremony was over, the wizard stood up and looked at Niu Er with tired and solemn eyes.

His body shook weakly, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

He took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "One night, if you hear three knocks on the door, don't open the door, you must first make sure that it is not your child outside." ”

His words were like cold wind, penetrating Niu Er's heart: "If yes, you can talk to him inside the door." ”

Niu Er's eyes flashed with a mixture of anticipation and fear, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Can I see him again?" ”

His tired, pleading gaze stung him deeply with the sympathy in the wizard's heart.

The wizard glanced at Niu Er deeply, shook his head solemnly, and the tired look just now was swept away, replaced by a serious and unquestionable determination: "No matter what, don't open the door." Ghosts are different from people, people and ghosts have different paths, and if you open the door, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Niu Er's expression froze instantly, and he felt a chill rise from his back, and deep fear surged in his eyes.

He nodded silently, the expression on his face like a frozen lake, cold and hard and unbreakable.

The wizard glanced at Niu Er, then at the gloomy ancient temple, he took a deep breath and turned to leave.

His steps were heavy and firm, as if he were carrying the weight of the whole world.

Niu Er watched the wizard's back disappear into the night, and he felt that his heart was full of fear and anticipation.

His fingers clenched tightly, and his eyes lit up with unease.

The silence of the night was suffocating, except for the sound of the wind.

Niu Er sat in the temple, waiting, he didn't know what he was waiting for, and he didn't know what the result of waiting would be.

However, no matter what the outcome, he couldn't hold back.

He made his choice, and he was willing to pay any price to see Tie Dan again.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Niu Er's thoughts were getting more and more confused.

His heart was filled with fear, he was afraid that he would not be able to do what the wizard said, he was afraid that he would open the door that should not be opened on the spur of the moment.

But, more importantly, his heart was filled with a deep longing for Tie Dan'er, and how he wished to see him again, even if it was just for a glance.

When night came, the moonlight sprinkled on the dilapidated ancient temple, which looked particularly cold.

Niu Er sat at the dilapidated temple gate, his eyes fixed on the temple gate, as if guarding something important.

Everything around seemed so quiet, only the sound of the night wind rustling, like a ghostly whisper.

At twelve o'clock in the night, everything fell into a deep silence.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Bang Bang Bang", as if it was a call from the depths of hell.

The knock on the door was extremely cold, and every knock seemed to knock on Niu Er's heart, which filled his heart with uneasiness.

"Tie Dan'er, is that you?" Niu Er swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

His fingers gripped the door tightly, as if to draw some strength from it.

"Daddy!" A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door, it was the voice of Tie Dan'er, it was the voice of his departed son.

When this familiar voice echoed in the night sky, Niu Er was so sure that this was his son!

It's his iron egg!

His heart was filled with pain and joy, and the emotion of seeing each other again after so many years of absence made his heart almost collapse.

His fingers slid over the door, as if touching his son.

But the wizard's words echoed in his mind, and he knew that he couldn't open the door.

He had to endure it, he had to endure this heartache, this longing.

In the dead of night, only this familiar voice echoed in the night sky, like a desperate soul wailing.

Niu Er hugged himself tightly, and his body began to tremble.

His eyes were fixed on the door, as if he could see his son outside, reaching out to him in anticipation of his hug.

However, he knew that he couldn't, he couldn't open the door.

His heart was filled with endless pain and despair, and his tears slipped silently.

On a December night, the wind was cold, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and only scattered starlight reflected the door that could not be opened.

The dilapidated wooden door seems to be a symbol, dividing the world of Niu Er and his son Tie Dan'er.