Father Qin was in his sixties, but he felt as aggrieved as a child in front of Monk Mingtong. He wiped his tears and said,
"Master, I have been waiting for you. By the way, a few days ago, the old god sent his apprentice to deliver a letter. This letter is for you. I will get it for you right now."
After saying that, Father Qin forced himself to sit up and planned to hand over the letter I sent to Monk Mingtong.
Old monk Mingtong held his shoulders and shook his head silently, "I can probably guess what the content of the letter is, so let's settle your family's affairs first."
Then the old monk Mingtong stood up and said to the big black man, "Huizhen, you just met that Widow Chen, what did you say?"
Huizhen muttered with her big lips, "Master, this female ghost has a lot of moral character. She probably won't give up her revenge on the Qin family so easily. But I didn't know what was going on at the time and didn't take action to keep her."
The old monk added, "If I leave you in the Qin family and ask you to cooperate with Qin Feng in handling Widow Chen's matter, can you do it?"
Huizhen said in surprise, "Master, aren't you staying to help?"
Monk Mingtong shook his head silently, slowly raised his gaze, glanced at the area where Yama Wanggou was located in the back mountain, and murmured,
"Widow Chen is just an introduction. The real trouble is still in the back mountain. When I first entered the village, I could already sense the aura that was about to move from the evil tomb in the back mountain. It seems that the seal from thirty years ago can no longer hold up for long. , I have to hurry up and go to Yamawanggou to have a look."
Huizhen smacked her lips and reluctantly said, "Then... okay, I'll stay and deal with Widow Chen's matter. Master, please be careful when you enter the mountain."
Old monk Mingtong gave a faint hum, then turned his head and looked at Father Qin again and said,
"Xiao Qin, don't be afraid. My disciple has been with me for twelve years and has learned some skills in saving the dead. There will be no problem in leaving him to look after your family."
Father Qin wanted to sit up and kowtow to the old monk with a grateful look on his face, but he was too weak, and the chewed-off fingers on his hand were still in severe pain, so he could only say helplessly,
"Master, please excuse me. I'd like to thank you for your troubles about my family."
"Haha, no problem!"
The old monk smiled lightly, grabbed his luggage again, and left Qin's house in a hurry. As soon as he walked not far away, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head and smiled at me,
"Qin Feng, this apprentice of mine is more likely to be foolish. The old monk handed him over to you after he entered the mountain. You are destined to have a good relationship, so you can get close to him."
I didn't quite understand what he said, but I still nodded, "Don't worry, Master, I will get along well with Huizhen."
"That's good."
He smiled, with a kind look in his eyes, glanced at me from top to bottom, and strode away with a smile on his face.
But I looked confused and looked at the fat and burly back of the old monk, drifting away in the darkness, with a lot of questions in my mind.
I feel that these capable people have weird tempers. Xuan Zhenzi is like this, and the old monk is like this. They always say things that I don’t quite understand.
Once the old monk left, Huizhen and I were the only ones left in the Qin family.
I looked at this silly big guy who was nearly two meters tall and looked like an old she-bear. I grinned and said, "Huizhen, your master is walking so fast. What on earth is he doing in the back mountain?"
"I don't know much about it. I just heard that there is a big trouble in the back mountain. He took me to Yamagou this time because of that big trouble."
Huizhen shook her head with a silly look on her face. Although this black guy had a thick body, his personality was very simple. He seemed to be afraid of strangers and was not very good at talking.
I sighed helplessly, and after I settled down with Father Qin, I took Huizhen to my bedroom and asked him to take some time to rest first.
Tonight is the last night of the first seven days of Widow Chen's life. Once midnight passes, her resentment will be released intensively. Then I will have to rely on Huizhen to help prevent the disaster.
Huizhen saw my worries and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, Qin Feng. Master and I have been together for more than ten years and have long learned how to save the dead. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to deal with this female ghost."
I remembered the scene where he drove Widow Chen away by the river just now, and I suddenly became interested and said,
"Do you Buddhists also want to learn to catch ghosts?"
Huizhen smiled and said, "Of course, but Buddhism taboos killing, and usually focuses on saving lives, unlike you Taoist practitioners who beat ghosts to pieces at every turn."
I rolled my eyes and asked him when he started studying Buddhism.
Huizhen said that he went up the mountain when he was six years old and followed the old monk for twelve years. I was shocked and said that you entered the temple at the age of six. How could your parents be willing to do so?
Huizhen smiled, still with the same silly expression, "My parents died young and I have no other relatives except Master."
His words also reminded me of my own life experience, and I couldn't help but feel a sore nose. I felt that I had the same problem as Huizhen.
Maybe it was fate. From the first day I met Huizhen, I had a very good conversation with this silly guy.
After talking with me, I found out that Huizhen was the same age as me and was born three days later than me. She just grew up in a hurry and had an adult's appetite at the age of eight.
After chatting for a while, the sky gradually became brighter. After last night's torment, I was so exhausted that I unconsciously leaned against the wall and fell asleep.
I didn't wake up until noon. When I got up, I found that Huizhen was not there. I yawned and walked out of the yard. I found that Huizhen had chopped a pile of moso bamboo from somewhere and was cutting bamboo sticks with a bamboo knife.
I walked up and asked him what he was doing? Huizhen gave me a silly smile and said that bamboo can channel spirits, and as long as it can be used, it can also be used as a magic weapon to exorcise evil spirits. He planned to set up an array and arrange the Qin family first, so that it would be easier to deal with it.
As soon as I talked about Widow Chen, I became uneasy again and said uneasily,
"Are you confident you can transcend it?"
Huizhen shook his fat head and smiled, "Everything is as it comes. With the magic weapon left by my master, there should be no problem."
I thought it was just a matter of chance. Widow Chen is a vengeful ghost. Tonight is the day when she returns to her soul. All the resentment will explode. If anything goes wrong, we both will suffer the same consequences.
Fortunately, after what happened last night, I have full confidence in Huizhen's ability. With a "big human shield" around me, I felt a lot more at ease after all. I quickly found yellow talisman paper to draw talismans and prepared with him.
Towards evening, I heard banging on the door outside the yard. I was shocked and thought to myself, no, it wasn't dark yet. Could it be that Widow Chen couldn't wait to come to seek revenge?
Fortunately, when I opened the door, it wasn’t Widow Chen who appeared outside, but someone I didn’t expect.
——Qin Tao!
This kid ran away from home for two days, and miraculously he was still alive. However, he had been tortured into a state of disgrace. Not only was his hair unkempt, but he also exuded a particularly strong sour smell.
The two eye sockets were sunken, and even the eye sockets turned purple-black, and they looked so erect that they were even worse than a ghost!
I was shocked. Although I disliked Qin Tao very much and didn't even care about his life or death, I was curious about why Widow Chen let him back?
Qin Tao didn't know how much he was frightened, but now he was not as arrogant as before. He entered the room tremblingly and said in a half-dead tone,
"I, I don't know why it let me go. After I ran out of the house that day, I originally planned to go to the town to hide, but the fog in the mountains was so thick that I couldn't find the way out no matter how I walked. After wandering around in a daze for two days, it stands to reason that she should have killed me long ago..."
"Then why are you still alive?"
My eyes sharpened, and I realized that things might not be that simple. I was about to ask this guy what method he used to save his life.
Huizhen pulled off my sleeve and pointed at a black spot on the back of Qin Tao's neck. There was an inexplicable sense of horror in her tone.
"He has a ghost mark on his body. He is no different from a dead person. Do you think the black mark on his back looks like a corpse stain?"
