"ah……"
I was so startled that the vegetable soup in the plate spilled out.
"Can your uncle eat it?" Liu Ruxiang asked again.
A plate of good hot food cannot turn cold for no reason. I had a rough idea of what was going on.
Immediately he replied: "The dish is cold, it seems like it is really eaten."
Liu Ruxiang nodded slightly, took out another ball of white cotton thread, tied one end to a wooden stake, and asked us to follow her, and then she walked slowly towards her uncle's house.
"Liu Mancang, follow closely, I will take you home -"
"Don't talk, don't look back, follow the master and go forward——"
It was completely dark at this time, and as required, my aunt walked beside us holding a candlestick.
The weak orange firelight stretched our figures infinitely, shaking and twisting on the ground.
One step, two steps, three steps... Liu Ruxiang has walked dozens of meters away, and I can't even see the wooden pile in the distance when I look back.
But at this moment, the thin cotton thread that Liu Ruxiang was holding tightly in her hand suddenly tightened, and then with a "snap", it suddenly broke into two pieces!
A cool breeze blew in our face, and the candlelight swayed crazily, as if there was a big mouth in the invisible darkness slowly exhaling towards us.
"Wild ghosts are blocking the road." Liu Ruxiang stopped, a thin stream of sweat broke out between her brows, and rolled up the cotton thread on the ground again.
"No delay, try again."
After returning to the wooden stake and untying the broken thread, Liu Ruxiang handed me the ball of cotton thread and asked me to take off my pants.
"What?" I was confused, wondering what kind of trick this was, could my dick scare ghosts?
"Don't wait, pee in the basin and soak the cotton thread," Liu Ruxiang explained slowly, "Children's urine is rich in yang energy. If you don't want to, it's better to use blood."
Seeing the cook about to draw the knife, I put down the chicken to stew the vermicelli and hurriedly turned around and unbuttoned my pants. The yellow soup fell into the basin, swaying loudly, and a faint irritation drifted in the wind.
The cotton thread was soaked and handed to her. She frowned, bit her silver teeth, looked at it with disgust, and tied it to the wooden stake again.
This time it was surprisingly smooth. I walked to the position where the thread was just broken. The cotton thread was stretched but not broken. As Liu Ruxiang sang in her mouth: "San Yuan Zhenjun gave me a treasure, and the evil whip will be merciless. The lonely ghosts give way quickly, Don’t block the road and obstruct the flow of people——”
The cotton thread gradually relaxed, and the tense muscles on Liu Ruxiang's face relaxed.
As we walked near my uncle's house, we saw a tall black dog with scars all over its body and pus on its face. It got up and walked towards us step by step.
There was a black tumor on the dog's head. It opened its mouth and stuck out its scarlet tongue and kept blowing out air.
My aunt was startled and took a few steps back.
Liu Ruxiang whipped out a short iron sword and shouted: "Good dog, don't block the way, get out!"
The black dog didn't show any timidity, but moved closer.
"Beast, don't blame me for hurting your life."
Liu Ruxiang pulled out a short copper sword glowing with golden light, her beautiful eyes widened, and she rushed forward to take the dog's head with its mouth and tongue sticking out.
The dog dodged and ran to the foot of an elm tree nearby, imitating King Qin's practice of circling a pillar.
"damn thing!"
What the big black dog did next shocked our jaws.
It actually climbed up the old elm tree like a cat.
"Woof-woo-woo-"
The dog stood on the tree and stared at us, then sat down with his legs crossed, with a human-like sinister smile on his face.
Liu Ruxiang also noticed that something was wrong. She slowly stepped back, pulled the cotton thread in my hand again, gritted her teeth and said, "Ignore it, let's go first."
"Woof woo woo - woof woo -"
Suddenly there was a thin mist in front of us, and a cool feeling hit our faces.
"This...this..." I held my breath and concentrated, my heart beating violently.
This scene was very similar to when I was mourning my grandma. I stared closely at the grass and shrubs on both sides, fearing that something would pop out of them.
Turning back quietly, we could no longer see the old elm tree behind us. We could still faintly hear the barking of dogs. Where had we gone?
I consciously took Liu Ruxiang's warm and smooth hand and held it tightly. From time to time, I felt a little jealous.
"You little rascal, let go."
Seeing Liu Ruxiang glaring at me, I let go of my hand and pinched her sleeve, subconsciously getting closer to her.
Behind her, my aunt looked not afraid, looking around from time to time, which was quite abnormal.
Liu Ruxiang suddenly stopped.
"You little bastard, do you know what that black dog was just now?"
I shook my head, knowing that Liu Ruxiang was about to talk about new knowledge, so I quickly pricked up my ears and listened carefully.
"After people die, they are buried in the soil. The wild dogs in the wild often prey on these things because they have nothing to eat."
"These dogs will use the trees in the forest to train themselves, get the sap of the trees on their heads, and then hit and rub them repeatedly, so that their heads will form a hard shell. They dig the grave with their paws, and when they see the coffin, they use their heads to dig it. Hit it, scratch it with your claws, tear open the coffin and take out the body to eat.”
"So at that time, there was a saying that filial sons guarded the tombs, which was specifically to prevent corpse dogs from stealing corpses. Then some corpse dogs had no corpses to eat, so they would eat living people. In the famine years, wild dogs ate too many people. "
"Some corpse dogs eat the corpses of resentful people, and they will incorporate the resentful spirits into their bodies and drive them to do evil, just like working for tigers."
I was stunned as I listened, never expecting that a seemingly ordinary wild dog could have so many secrets.
"Huh." Liu Ruxiang turned around at this time and looked at my aunt.
Auntie suddenly laughed.
"Giggle--"
She covered her mouth and asked me, "Child, do you think I look like your aunt?"
As soon as she said these words, a voice came from the bottom of my heart.
picture! picture! picture! picture!
It seemed like there were countless mouths shouting this in my stomach. I opened my mouth in a daze, holding my tongue on the roof of my mouth to relax my muscles and make a sound.
"Ah!" My waist was pinched hard by a hand, and I cried out in pain.
Then I woke up in an instant, and when I took a closer look, there was no aunt in front of me. There was only a severed tail as thick as a finger on the ground. It was pitch black and furry, and the blood stains on the broken area were still extending into the distance.
"What are you looking at? I've never seen a dog's tail before. Do you really think that beast is your aunt?" Liu Ruxiang shook off the blood on her dagger and sneered.
I shook my head, and then Liu Ruxiang pulled me to find my real aunt.
She slept in a muddy ditch on the side of the road, her whole body smelled bad, and her face was bitten by mosquitoes. It took me a long time to wake her up.
"When I take people into the mountains in the future, I will crush that beast's bones and spread it into ashes!" Liu Ruxiang comforted her and helped her up. A group of us untangled the cotton threads again and slowly returned to the door of our uncle's house.
This time it was calm, and finally there were no ghosts or monsters coming out.
The cotton thread was wrapped around the door, and a group of us walked to the table where my uncle was in the main room.
"You little bastard, go tie the thread around your uncle's wrist."
Fortunately, my uncle was fine and the corpse dog didn't come in. Otherwise, it would have eaten my uncle's body and attracted his soul.
