This is the only way to do it now, we split into two roads, and I followed Xiaoxiao all the way, she didn't seem to want to stop, she walked out of the village directly to the forest next to the village——
Although I was in a hurry, I was also very careful and walked very carefully, for fear of waking her up.
After walking into the mountain forest for about half an hour, Xiaoxiao stopped and circled on a flat ground. I saw her circling non-stop, and I thought what if she was tired. If Meng Changqing didn't come, I can only figure it out on my own.
Xiaoxiao fell down after turning around three times on the spot. I thought she would wake up, so I hurriedly ran over to cover her eyes, as long as she couldn't see, she wouldn't be afraid.
But she didn't wake up at all. After getting up, she continued to circle around there. When she circled to the ninth circle, she stopped moving, and she never stepped on her steps.
She stood there in a daze for about two or three minutes, Xiaoxiao leaned back and fell straight down.
When I was about to go forward, I felt someone patting me on the shoulder from behind, and at the same time someone shouted: "Ye Hai!"
The second grandma said before that if a stranger calls you, you must never agree, and besides, in this wilderness, I will naturally not agree. If you suffer a lot, you will be smart.
Afterwards, the thing behind me called me a few more times, but I didn't agree. I was afraid that he would take other measures when he got tired of screaming for a while. While he was still calm now, I quietly followed Meng Changqing's usual fingerprinting method from memory. Way pinched up.
I thought it was a very easy thing, and I did not practice less after memorizing this spell before, but the feeling of chanting the spell in front of the ghost is completely different.
That feeling was like tearing my head apart. When I squeezed my hands, something behind me screamed.
I heard the screams from behind, and thought there was something to be done, so I ignored my headache for the time being, and chanted the spell that Meng Changqing usually chanted.
I secretly wrote down these things when I watched him do it, and I practiced it countless times while he was away, so I am naturally familiar with it.
It's just that the situation is urgent now, and I can't remember the spell clearly after I read it halfway.
I couldn't recite the mantra, so I just squeezed my hands and used it over and over again. When Meng Changqing used it before, he called it the Jing Jue, which represented the Well of Subduing Demons, which meant to cast down demons.
Looking back at the things behind me, it was an old man about sixty years old. As I squeezed my hands, his face became ferocious, and his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at me.
In the past, when Meng Changqing squeezed this hand, the ghosts would disappear once every time, but I squeezed it several times, and the old ghost just struggled painfully in front of me, without any other changes.
I was getting more and more tired, and finally I had a nosebleed. Just when I couldn't take it anymore, the old man appeared like a life-saving straw with Meng Changqing. Slap the old ghost away.
Seeing that I was covered in nosebleeds, I frowned, and suddenly pinched me under the creaking nest, and then walked towards Xiaoxiao, and when I got to Xiaoxiao's side, I lifted Xiaoxiao up and put it on his back, sighing Sentence: "Sooner or later, you two will be exhausted to death in this village."
Although he complained, he didn't stop for half a step. He trotted all the way and brought us back to grandpa's house. After bringing us home, he asked me to lean on a chair to stop the nosebleed. Xiaoxiao took out the piece of paper inside the copper bell, went to Xiaoxiao's side and burned the paper to ashes, and made Xiaoxiao drink it while stumbling over the tea.
Grandpa came out after hearing the commotion outside and asked us what was wrong. Meng Changqing said that I was using too much force, and Xiaoxiao was hooked to two souls and seven souls.
I was shocked when I heard that, but fortunately Meng Changqing had the foresight to hold Xiaoxiao's soul before, and I also understood why Xiaoxiao stopped walking after nine laps in the woods just now.
Grandpa was also shocked when he heard this, but Meng Changqing frowned and looked at me and said, "Didn't I tell you to pay attention to who communicates with her? How could something happen? Misfortune comes from your mouth. It must be you who should not tell me." people said things they shouldn't have said."
I thought to myself that not many people talked to us today, and there was nothing strange about the others, only Uncle Zhang said a few words to Xiaoxiao.
I told about Uncle Zhang's conversation with Xiaoxiao, and Meng Changqing became thoughtful after hearing this, while Grandpa was furious, cursing that it was him again.
Last time because of the ashes and grandma's death, grandpa always treated Uncle Zhang as an enemy, and the villagers were always wary of their meeting, for fear that they would fight.
Now listen to me, grandpa went straight into the house and took a hoe, and asked me to lead the way, and he went to find justice for us.
Meng Changqing stopped his grandpa and said, "Wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats in broad daylight is obviously to protect against masculinity. He called the little girl for no reason when he was leaving, which must be the cause of the little girl's sleepwalking at night. In my opinion , he is dead, what you met was a ghost!"
I heard it, and I thought it was impossible. Some time ago, I saw that he was fine, but now he is suddenly said to be dead, which is a bit unacceptable.
It's not suitable to go out at night, Meng Changqing also wants to take care of Xiaoxiao here.
Meng Changqing tried to call Xiaoxiao's soul back, but failed. After thinking for a while, he came to the conclusion that Xiaoxiao's soul had entered someone else's body and became an independent individual. Only the soul can be brought back.
When Meng Changqing was guessing where the individual was, the villagers rushed up. The old man had told them what happened to us just now. As fellow villagers, they naturally wanted to come and see.
After they came, they asked questions. Meng Changqing didn't answer them all this time, but only answered a few questions when he was free.
Seeing that Meng Changqing had no intention of answering their questions, the villagers didn't ask any more questions, but just watched quietly from the sidelines.
Meng Changqing speculated for a long time without any results, so I said aside, "Xiaoxiao circled around a place nine times when she was in the woods just now, could it be somewhere?"
Hearing this, Meng Changqing hurriedly took out a hoe from the house and rushed to the woods, and the villagers followed along to join in the fun.
Grandpa looked at Xiaoxiao at home, I was worried about that, and after they left, I walked over slowly.
When I passed by, the place where Xiaoxiao circled had been dug up. Inside was a well-preserved oilcloth with something wrapped in it.
The villagers tore off the tarpaulin, and when they saw what was inside, they all backed away in fright.
Uncle Zhang's body was wrapped in the tarpaulin. His body was already swollen by the moisture in the ground. Although it looked disgusting, it didn't smell bad. It must have been buried here not long ago.
When the villagers saw that the corpse was Uncle Zhang, they were also surprised how he died. Someone saw him yesterday morning.
Although he has been closed to no one these days, his body is extremely healthy. It is impossible for him to die so suddenly. After a little thought, he can understand that he died abnormally. Moreover, if he died normally, he was alone. Who would bury him here? here?
The villagers all said that unclean things had entered the village. Some people said that after I came back, first it was the ashes, then my grandma died, then Hu Haiyan, then Yingling, and now someone died again.
Although they didn't target me when they said this, they realized something after they finished speaking, and they looked at me differently.
I was also a little puzzled, wondering if this really happened when I came back?
Meng Changqing didn't care so much for the time being. After digging out Uncle Zhang's body, he began to chant the mantra. After the recitation, he slammed a copper bell on his head, and then asked for help. Together, they brought the body back to the village.
After returning home, Meng Changqing ran back to his grandfather's house without resting for half a second, and shook the copper bell in front of Xiaoxiao. After half a moment, the corners of Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched. He was relieved when he saw him, and asked me to help Xiaoxiao into the Rest in the side room.
When I came out, Meng Changqing had already left, and my grandfather was smoking in the main room. I asked my grandfather where the master had gone, and he said that he had gone to see Zhang Shike's body.
I asked my grandpa again why he didn't go. Grandpa took a deep breath of the cigarette, then let it out and said, "Even if Zhang Shike is crushed, I won't go to see him."
Grandpa now hates Uncle Zhang to the core. He stubbornly believes that if Uncle Zhang and Hu Haiyan hadn't messed around, grandma would not have died. In his eyes, Uncle Zhang has already been regarded as an enemy.
I didn't persuade Grandpa not to go, so I rushed down to the village by myself.
Meng Changqing has been here for a long time, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep. If this continues, I'm really worried that his sentence "I'll be exhausted by you two sooner or later" will become "true truth".
The villagers at the bottom of the village were still surrounding Uncle Zhang, and Meng Changqing was in the center examining the corpse.
When I saw Meng Changqing's sweat-soaked clothes, I was inexplicably distressed. He is my master, not a servant I invited.
Meng Changqing didn't notice that I was coming, he just looked at the dead body. All he did was for me. After arriving in this village, he would be very nervous and take it seriously if there was any strange thing in the village.
Sometimes I think, I just met him by chance, why should he be so concerned about my affairs?
Naturally, you have to ask him this kind of question to know the result, and you can't think of it.
After checking for a while, Meng Changqing straightened up and asked the villagers if there were any priests nearby besides my second grandmother and Li Dahai.
The answer from the villagers was no. They said that there used to be one at the old dragon cave, but it has gone now.
Meng Changqing heard this and said: "Zhang Shike's corpse is going to be raised by someone. Most people don't know this method, only those who know Taoism can."
Speaking of Taoism, I think of the things my grandfather did in front of Xiaoxiao's father's grave that day. He also knows Taoism.
Now that I heard Meng Changqing asking this question, I wondered whether I should tell him about it. In the end, seeing so many villagers here, I had no choice but to give up, thinking that I would tell him when there were fewer people.
The villagers seemed a little panicked after hearing Meng Changqing's words. They were all honest farmers. They had never experienced such things before, and they had never even heard of them.
"Could it be Li Dahai?" Some villagers talked about Duan Gong.
Meng Changqing went to see Duan Gong last time, and he shook his head when he heard someone say this: "Last time when I went to ask him about the ashes, I found that he was also seduced by someone and became demented. He probably hasn't recovered yet. Come here, it won't be him."
I was stunned to hear that, and I still had a piece of paper that my grandfather threw into the coffin, on which was written Li Dahai's birth date, plus the things that my grandfather read, I was basically sure of one thing, that is— ——Li Dahai's soul was hooked by grandpa.