"Stop shouting, light the candles first!"
Father Qin's cry made me upset, and I knew why even if he didn't say anything.
Widow Chen was wronged during her lifetime and refused to accept the Qin family's apology at all. This was similar to the scene when my mother was buried.
I had no choice but to take a piece of red cloth, use it to block the incoming wind, and help Father Qin light the white candle first.
After lighting the white candle, followed by the yellow incense and Ming coins, the brazier finally started to burn. I immediately held down the back of Qin Tao's head and forced him to kowtow to the door.
Qin Tao also realized that he was afraid at this time. He kowtowed and slapped his mouth.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, but I really didn't expect you to commit suicide. I was just afraid that people in the village would gossip and say that our Qin family married a widow. Xiaohong, I didn't want to kill you. "
Father Qin also knelt on the ground and apologized, "Yes, Chen Xiaohong, it was my lax upbringing that raised such a rebellious son. I know he is sorry for you. You sir have a lot of money, so just let him go!"
Giggle...
The father and son kowtowed desperately to apologize, but what they got in return was indeed a sinister sneer mixed with the cold wind.
Suddenly, the movement of pushing the door became louder. The two gates outside Qin's courtyard couldn't hold on anymore. They clicked and fell straight into the courtyard, making a muffled sound.
Then the yellow incense that had just been inserted into the stove also made a snapping sound.
Two of the three yellow incense sticks were broken, one on the left and one on the right collapsed straight down, leaving only the last yellow incense stick standing there, which also stopped burning.
Seeing the shape of the yellow incense, my lips trembled.
It really goes with the old saying, people are most afraid of three long and two short, and the most taboo of fragrance is two short and one long.
There was still a strong wind blowing outside the door, and I saw several cyclones drifting in. Even the ashes of the incense burner scattered at the door were picked up, forming several strange cyclones.
An oppressive cold air kept approaching the courtyard. Seeing that the thick fog was about to pour into the courtyard, I couldn't sit still anymore. I held the mahogany sword with all my strength, put the talisman paper that held the house on the altar, and shouted sharply,
"The road to open the mountain, the bridge to cross the water, you are already a person in the underworld, why bother to stay in the upper world to do evil, go back to where you belong!"
After saying that, I grabbed the peach wood nail on the altar and threw it towards the door with all my strength.
Looking at the battle that Widow Chen has caused, it is impossible to persuade her to retreat. She must be shown how powerful she is before she can give up the idea of revenge.
I threw the peach wood nails into the thick fog and waited nervously with my eyes squinted. After a while, there was another "gurgling" grin in the thick fog, and then something was thrown in and rolled on the floor for several times. circle, with a thick black fog emitting from the surface.
When I took a closer look, I was almost scared out of my mind.
The peach wood nails that had just been spilled were thrown back as they were. The peach wood completely turned into a black charcoal color, with thick smoke still rising from it.
Widow Chen’s resentment is too strong, and ordinary peach wood can’t calm it down!
At this time, there was also a thumping sound from the threshold, as if something was about to come in. I looked up and saw two black footprints appeared in the thick fog, facing inwards, trying to cross the threshold of Qin's house.
"Get out of here."
Without time to think too much, I picked up a basket of glutinous rice and threw it towards the door.
The glutinous rice is scattered on the ground like a goddess scattering flowers, and as the rice grains beat, it makes more weird "sizzling" sounds.
A deep roar came from the thick fog. I opened my eyes and looked, and found a line of black footprints emerging from the ground covered with glutinous rice. The footprints were still moving, making the glutinous rice sizzle and smoke.
As if afraid of the chicken blood charm I had placed in the courtyard, the owner of the footprints didn't dare to come in.
"What to do, Master, she is here, he is coming soon..."
Qin Tao's mouth opened to the extreme, almost forming an O shape, so exaggerated that it almost reached his throat, and he jumped up and down, screaming and jumping.
"Now I know I'm afraid!"
I glared at him fiercely, wiped off the cold sweat and said, "Don't panic, there are talismans posted in the courtyard. As long as she dares to come in, I will have a way to cure her!"
I said it loudly on purpose, but actually I felt guilty.
My stippling skills are enough to show off, but I can't deal with serious ghosts.
Fortunately, Widow Chen has not passed the first seven days yet. Her soul is very weak now. Once the night of rebirth passes, my talisman will not be able to restrain her.
Widow Chen in the thick fog seemed to have heard my words. The sound of the wind became sad and plaintive, mixed with sinister cries.
"Why, why do you do this to me..."
"Mom!"
Qin Tao was so frightened that he hugged Father Qin, and his two rows of teeth kept fighting. I stood in front of the door and shouted to him,
"What the hell is your name? There's a talisman posted on the door. She can't come in now. As long as she stays in the circle, she'll be fine."
After saying that, I held a handful of glutinous rice in my hands and drew a circle on the ground.
Glutinous rice also has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. With Widow Chen’s current ability, she should not be able to break in.
I stood in front of the altar again, held the peach wood sword, and began to recite the incantation for rebirth, but the feng shui outside the door was too sad and directly drowned out the sound of my incantation.
"Damn it!"
I was so anxious that my forehead kept sweating. I knew that my ability could not save such a vicious ghost, so I could only give up chanting the curse and guard the door.
After a while, the shrill wind suddenly stopped, and even the thick fog disappeared a lot. I was feeling stunned when I saw a shout suddenly coming from the white fog,
"Dad, brother, what are you doing at home? Why are you making such a mess in the yard?"
It’s Qin Yong!
Looking at the man stumbling toward the yard in the thick fog, my face trembled, and Father Qin quickly responded,
"Dayong, aren't you recuperating in the village doctor? Why did you come back in the middle of the night?"
Deep in the thick fog, a stiff and numb figure slowly approached, and Qin Yong was seen with his head lowered, crossing the threshold with mechanical steps, and said in a dull voice,
"I'll come back to see you."
"Hey, why are you coming back at this time? Come in quickly. Did you meet that woman on the way?"
Father Qin stamped his feet and was about to pick up Qin Yong, but I pulled his arm hard and shouted, "Don't go, something is wrong with Uncle Yong!"
"how?"
Father Qin was startled, then continued to look at Qin Yong who was wandering outside the door, and said yes, that is my eldest son Qin Yong, why don't you recognize him?
I said with a livid face, "Look at Uncle Yong's feet again."
Following my fingers, Father Qin saw clearly the way his eldest son was walking. He was actually walking forward with his heels not touching the ground!
His walking posture was extremely awkward, and he looked like an old lady with bound feet. She was obviously walking staggeringly, but she stood there like a roly-poly. This would be a problem for anyone with a discerning eye.
While Father Qin was stunned, I quickly took out the candle, lit it and placed it on the altar. I also grabbed a handful of mirrors and stood behind the candle.
By adjusting the angle of the mirror, I refracted the light from the candle and shone it on Qin Yong's stiff body. Through the shadow cast by the candle on the wall, I saw two "people"!
One is Qin Yong who is standing numbly at the door.
There was a black shadow with long hair "hanging" on his back. The black shadow's hands were stretched out straight, completely pushing Qin Yong to walk.
Damn it!
