"Ahem, you can’t leave yet. Let’s explain the whole story first. How did you let that demon out?" The old Taoist said
I don’t think the old Taoist’s face is very ugly, and his tone of voice is kind, and he doesn’t want to kill me to kill me, so I got up the courage to tell the story again.
When the old Taoist priest listened to me and said that I pulled out the bronze mirror inlaid with Zhong Kui stone, there was something strange in my face, but I didn’t say anything. I carefully looked at the old Taoist priest’s expression and then I went on with it.
After I told the whole story, the old Taoist smoothed his beard and said, "You dare to pee at the spectre at an early age. Well, promising little girl, would you like to join me in Zhong Kui Road?"
I looked at the old Taoist priest, who was even dirtier than a beggar. I was so scared that I shook my head and worshipped his teacher. Wouldn’t it be a joke to death by my friends? I’m afraid even Xiaowen, a neighbor who is good to me, won’t play with me.
The old Taoist priest shook his head when he saw that I refused to resist. "Just hand over the magic divination mirror and you can go home."
I don’t know what a magic divination mirror is, but I guess it should be the bronze mirror that I pulled out of the stone statue in Zhong Kui. All the troubles started because of it. Where dare I stay? I immediately wanted to give the bronze mirror to the old Taoist.
However, I bowed my head and found that the bronze mirror in my handshake was gone! Was it just that I was scared silly and the bronze mirror was thrown to the ground by me?
Just when I wanted to go back to the ruined temple to look for it, I suddenly felt warm and warm in my chest. When I took off my shirt and looked inside, I was so scared that I sat down and didn’t know. A palm-sized hexagram appeared on my chest, like a tattoo.
I’m about to cry. I have tattoos in my young heart. They are all bad people. If Xiaowen, a neighbor, knows that I have tattoos, she will definitely break up with me.
The old Taoist priest also found the hexagram tattoo on my chest, put his head into my chest, looked at it again and again, and then actually smiled. "Xiaowa, you, me and Zhong Kui Road are really predestined friends! This time you don’t want to worship my teacher. "
I was sad and thought about how to escape this robbery, but the old Taoist priest looked at me meaningfully as if he had seen through my mind.
Suddenly, the old Taoist priest took out a piece of paper from his cassock, which quickly burned into a ball of fire and slowly turned around my body. Finally, the old Taoist priest made a snap of his fingers, and the fireball burst into hundreds of small fireballs in the middle, flying around like fireworks, which was very beautiful.
"Is it fun?" The old monk asked
"hmm!" I nodded my head. This thing is like magic tricks. Can I not like it? Learning these tricks will definitely curb those unscrupulous partners and make Xiaowen look at me with new eyes.
"Want to learn?" The old Taoist is persuasive.
"think!"
Poor me, I didn’t know I had fallen into a trap.
"Then worship my teacher." The old Taoist finally showed his true colors.
“……”
God, it’s a pity that I was forced into prostitution like this.
Later, my master you damn fool went home with me to meet my grandparents. In our hometown, it is customary for everyone to invite a monk and Taoist priest to do things beyond the dead. Monks and Taoist priests are still quite respected. My grandparents have no objection to me worshipping a Taoist priest, even though the Taoist priest looks sloppy.
Although my parents don’t believe in ghosts and gods, they think it’s better for me to learn some metaphysical knowledge than to dig out the bird’s nest every day and be naughty, and even worse, when the weather is high and the emperor is far away, they will try their best to discipline me, which is the default.
So I, my master and apprentice status, was thus determined, and Ling Xiaobai became the 56th generation of Zhong Kui Road.
Chapter 4 Ghost Station
Time flies, four years have passed, and after four years of practice, I have changed from a teenager who wanted to learn some tricks and show off everywhere to a handsome 16-year-old boy who is determined to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. Of course, this is my own recognition.
On the one hand, because Yuan Xiang turned into a spectre in red, he slipped away and didn’t catch it. On the other hand, he wanted to teach me this apprentice’s place. During these four years, my master, a fool, stayed in the ruined temple in the east of our village and occasionally disappeared for a while.
This afternoon, I was doing my morning class in the ruined temple-practicing drawing a clear charm. My neighbor Xiaowen ran into the room in a panic.
Xiaowen is one year younger than me, and now she is also a slim and graceful girl. When I was a child, Xiaowen was often my wife, but when I grew up, boys and girls became less intimate than before.
I’m a little surprised because Xiaowen’s grandfather died the day before yesterday. Today, Xiaowen should be at home to be filial. Why did she come to me? Just when I was surprised, Xiaowen’s father came in with her.
"Yang Bo Xiaowen, why are you here?" I don’t understand and ask
"Master Xiao Bailu?" YangBo blanched even speak some strength.
Master Lu is my damn master. I forgot to introduce my damn master’s laity name, Lu Da Youdao, who is doing it. Since his old man’s house settled in our village, what has happened in our village in the past two years? paranormal has helped the villagers to solve all the problems. The villagers have respected him for a long time, and even the haunted people in the nearby villages have come to ask him to solve them.
When I heard that Yang Bo came to see my master, I knew that I was afraid that something had happened to Yang Bo’s family. Unfortunately, my master had been invited by a family in a neighboring village long ago, saying that his children had been crying every night since they were born and didn’t eat milk, as if they were possessed by something dirty.
I estimate that it will take my master at least three or five days to come back. If it is to exorcise the children, one day will be enough. However, every time I encounter similar incidents in recent years, my master will carefully explore the vicinity of the incident to see if I can find the clue of the spectre in red. My master knows that the sooner I find the spectre in red, the better. Otherwise, I will be in trouble.
I informed Yang Bo about the situation, and suddenly some six gods murmured, "This … this is so good!"
I asked, "What happened to Yang Bo? My master still has me! "
"You? Can you do it? " Yang Bo looked at me doubtfully.
Shit! Despised …
When I came to my master, it was forbidden for me to deal with paranormal alone. Because I have been in the business for a short time, my strength is weak. Once I encounter some evil deeds, I am afraid I will die. If I catch ghosts, I will not be harmed by ghosts. There are many cases in our business. Although I want to exorcise demons like Master all the time, I have to obey Master’s orders honestly.
But Yang Bo is Xiaowen’s father! And Vivian just looked at me. How can I make a fool of oneself at this time?
First, I took out a piece of white paper without saying anything, brushed it a little, and soon drew the simplest flame symbol, then made a snap of my fingers, and the flame symbol automatically burned and eventually burst into little sparks.
I think that I was deceived by this little trick and the thief entered Zhong Kui Road. Now it is really amazing to show that Yang Bo’s eyes are wide open. Looking at me, Xiaowen’s eyes are full of worship, which makes me very proud.
"Yang Bo, you should believe me this time, right? How do you say? I’ve studied with my master for four years. But I’ve been close to him. What’s worse, my master’s old man’s house won’t help you if you don’t let me try." I brag and don’t draft. Actually, I didn’t even learn anything from my master at that time.
Yang Bo was persuaded by me. After all, the reality is there, and I am his only hope.
After a long struggle, Yang Bo finally made up his mind and said, "Well, Xiaobai, you have to help uncle."
I’m happy with flowers in my heart. I’ve been looking forward to being able to exorcise demons alone for a long time. If I can succeed this time, I will definitely make Master look at me with new eyes!
"Yang Bo you can rest assured! What the hell happened? " I asked eagerly.
"alas!" Yang Bo sighed again. "Your great-grandfather may have played the devil and had a quiet night last night."
Grandfather Zeng Wenhan was Yang Bo’s father Xiao Wen’s grandfather, who died the day before yesterday. The old man Zeng’s family was also a famous family in Shili Township. Mr. Zeng Wenhan was a famous Chinese painter before his death. When I was a child, I often went to his house to watch him paint.
"Out of the evil spirit? ！” I muttered to myself
There is a saying among the people that after death, the spirits of the deceased will go home at some time in 7749 days. At this time, relatives and friends should avoid or collide with the evil spirit, which is extremely unlucky, ranging from bad luck to death in a few years.
There are big evil spirits and small evil spirits. Small evil spirits just come and go quietly, so there will be no impact. Big evil spirits will be different, and it will make the family restless.
Generally speaking, it’s extremely rare to tell a big evil deed. After all, although the old man has passed away, no one wants to scare his grandson’s relatives. There is one exception, that is, the grandson of the old man was extremely unfilial and abused the old man before he died, and he wanted to teach the grandson a lesson before he made a big evil deed. If there is a big evil deed, one thing is that he will be stabbed in the back by his neighbor.
Yang Bo believes that he is very filial to Grandpa Zeng. He can’t figure out why Grandpa Zeng will do evil things. He won’t think about raising his head in the village in the future before he comes to my master to crack it.
"Yang Bo, why don’t you tell me the story in detail so that I can judge whether it’s evil?" I urged.
I finally understood what happened in Yang Bo’s detailed description.
It is our custom here that people should park in the mourning hall for three days and three nights before they can be buried. This means that relatives hope that the deceased can come back to life. After three days, the deceased has not come back to life, which means that the deceased has really died.
Zeng Wenhan has three daughters, namely, the eldest brother Zeng Jiayang, the second sister Zeng Jiayue and the third brother Zeng Jiaxing. Because of the need to wake for three days and three nights, Grandpa Zeng took turns to wake in the mourning hall.
Last night, in the middle of the night, it was Yang Bo’s turn to wake up. Yang Bo knelt alone in the mourning hall and looked at Master Zeng’s coffin in front of him. I couldn’t help feeling dejected.
Because it was very late, most of Zeng’s family had fallen asleep. Four days of silence and fatigue made Yang Bo feel a little overwhelmed, so Yang Bo also dozed off with his eyes half closed.
At about ten o’clock in the evening, a night wind blew into the mourning hall, and the candles in the mourning hall swayed. Yang Bo felt a little cold and couldn’t help shivering. At this time, Yang Bo faintly heard a faint sob.
Yang Bo instantly felt sleepy and goose bumps emerged.
At that time, Yang Bo also had auditory hallucinations himself. Wait for Yang Bo to cheer up and listen carefully. Yang Bo denied that auditory hallucinations may be getting louder and louder because of that strange sound and coming from Grandpa Zeng’s coffin! ! !
Yang Bo was frightened, brimming with fear, turned and rushed out of the mourning hall. He didn’t even come to knock on the door. Yang Bo directly slammed the door and rushed into the house. Only then did Yang Bo dare to shout loudly.
Also in his sleep, the Zeng family was awakened by Yang Bo and asked about the situation. The Zeng family were all at a loss and discussed for a long time. They decided to go back to the mourning hall to see so many people together, even if there were ghosts, they should not dare to come out.
A dozen people, old and young, from the Zeng family walked to the mourning hall. Outside the mourning hall, everyone clearly heard the creepy strange sound coming out of the mourning hall. This sound was repeated every seven seconds as if repeating the same sentence, but the pronunciation and tone were never heard by everyone!
You look at me and I look at you. You see fear in each other’s eyes, but you have reached the outside of the mourning hall. If you don’t find out the source and make things clear, everyone is unwilling, so everyone encourages each other and walks into the mourning hall.
Soon they determined the source position, which was inside Master Zeng’s coffin!
Everyone in the Tseng family bravely came to the side of Tseng’s coffin, where Tseng’s face lay peacefully. There was an old telephone box in Tseng’s ear, and it was making that strange sound!
The so-called message box is actually a radio. Grandfather Zeng didn’t understand his mind and didn’t like watching TV. The only entertainment every day was listening to the message box. After Grandfather Zeng died for more than ten years, his family put this message box in the coffin with Grandfather Zeng.
No one thought that this message box, which had accompanied Master Zeng for more than ten years, would ring by itself at this time and make that creepy sound!
"This ….. this box without pool how can you ring? ！” Yang Bo looked at the box in horror and said that he clearly remembered that he took out the pool in the box before putting it in the coffin!
"Could it be that after dad got there, this message box listened to the ghost station? ！” Zeng’s third son spoke his mind.
Everyone felt that his back was cold, and he never dared to stay in the mourning hall for a moment. He helped each other back to the room. Even if he hid in the room, everyone could vaguely hear the desolate sound echoing in the mourning hall.
Strange to say, when the rooster crowed in the village, the strange sound in the mourning hall suddenly stopped until dawn.
As soon as the Tseng family discussed it, please ask Master Lu to come and see what went wrong first, so Yang Bo took Xiaowen to my master.