This night is July 15th again, the annual Hungry Ghost Festival.
It was raining lightly outside.
A thunderstorm had just dispersed, and the trees struck by lightning around the Empress Temple were still burning in the rain, making a beeping sound.
"Before going down the mountain, go and offer a cup of tea to the empress." The mute old woman poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.
I knelt down and kowtowed three times, took the tea, held it in my hands, and said respectfully, "Master, please drink tea."
The mute old woman took the tea cup and put it on the incense table.
I raised my head and secretly glanced at the statue of the empress.
Although the mute grandma has been teaching me all these years, I know very well that the mute grandma is just teaching me on behalf of me. The one who is really teaching me is actually the master I have never met.
"We descendants of the Ling Sect have no taboos and no rules." The mute old woman wrote on the incense ashes.
"Are there no rules? What if I accept a disciple in the future, and this disciple is ungrateful and does some dirty things?" I asked curiously.
"I have said that there are no taboos. The disciple is yours. If you can't stand it, you can watch it. If you can't stand it, kill it. What is there to worry about?" asked the mute old woman.
"So it turns out that there are no taboos?" I suddenly realized.
"When you go out this time, remember to do two things." Mute Grandma wrote, "The first thing is to find a book called "The Secret Sutra of the Twenty-Four Chapters of the Spiritual King."
"What is that?" I searched in my mind, but I didn't have any impression of the title.
"This is what we've lost."
I nodded, "Then I'll note it down."
"The second thing is that in the twelfth lunar month of this year, you go to Changbai Mountain and find a sixteen-year-old girl with three moles on the sole of her left foot. It is very likely that her surname is Kong, but she may have changed her surname."
"Who is this?" I was a little confused.
"Ask Master yourself."
I lost my voice at that time, coughed and said, "Sister, please continue, what will I do after I find the person? Should I bring him back?"
"No, you can make her into red clothes."
I was stunned for a long time, a little unsure, "Senior sister, are you telling me to turn that little girl into a red-clothed ghost?"
"It's the red-robed evil spirit." The mute old woman glanced at me and wrote on the ground.
I looked at her in surprise, and the two of them stared at each other.
There have always been rumors among the people that if a woman in red clothes dies unjustly, if she is full of resentment and by chance, she may turn into a red ghost and seek her life.
Wherever this fierce ghost in red goes, it leaves no chickens or dogs behind. It is definitely a very dangerous thing!
But compared with the ferocious figure in red, it pales in comparison. There is a huge difference.
Of course, if you want to become evil, the difficulty is also different.
Although our spirit sect has methods for raising ghosts and refining ghosts, they are not easily used, let alone using living people to cultivate ghosts and then evil spirits.
"Keep it in mind anyway, and tell people when you see her that it's the mute old lady who's looking for her. Go ahead, I've packed your things for you."
The mute grandma handed me a backpack and an umbrella and kicked me out.
"Master, I'm leaving."
Over the years, I have been looking forward to going down the mountain to find my grandpa early, but when it was time to leave, I found it difficult to let go. I ran back to the temple, kowtowed three times to the statue of the empress, and then got up and left the temple.
The mute grandma gave me a ride.
"Sister, you and Master take care of yourself."
I looked at her white hair and felt a sore nose.
The mute old lady nodded and pointed to the road down the mountain.
I knew it was time to leave, so I cheered up, pulled the mute mother-in-law and asked in a low voice, "Sister, I have always wanted to ask you a question, is the empress in our temple sculpted according to the appearance of our master when he was young? ?”
The mute mother-in-law looked at me with a strange look on her face, but neither nodded nor shook her head.
"Then I understand. Master was so beautiful when he was young!" I gave a thumbs up.
After saying that, he ran out with a smile, turned back and waved to the mute old lady, and walked all the way down the mountain holding an umbrella.
When I reached the foot of the mountain, I found that the light rain that had been pouring suddenly stopped, the grass and trees were still, and there was not even a breath of wind.
Looking up, I saw dense clouds in the sky, as dark as ink, and a flash of lightning silently flashed through the clouds, like a golden snake dancing wildly!
My heart suddenly shook, I threw my umbrella and bag on the ground, turned around and ran towards the mountain as fast as possible.
Boom! Click!
Thunder suddenly fell down one after another, and purple lightning pierced the night sky, seeming to split the entire Funtou Ridge in half!
By the time I arrived, the thunder from the sky had dissipated, and the Empress Temple no longer existed. Only the charred ruins of the walls were left, and half of the statue of the Empress was still burning in the fire, making a crackling sound.
Then the rain started pouring down.
"Master! Senior sister!"
I rushed over and searched everywhere, but found nothing.
Unexpectedly, ten years later, I would feel the same fear again when I heard at Cao’s house that something had happened to my grandfather!
The cold rain soaked my whole body and made my mind clearer.
"It'll be okay!" After calming down, I began to think normally.
It's just that the Empress Temple was struck by lightning, and it doesn't mean anything. Besides, with the abilities of Master and Senior Sister, I don't believe they are just gone.
I sat in the heavy rain all night.
It wasn't until the wind stopped and the rain stopped and the east turned white that he stood up and walked down the mountain.
I picked up my umbrella and backpack and left Fentouling where I had lived for ten years.
