?eeeeee That man is an old man? About sixty or seventy years old? He has a round face and short hair? His eyes are small? He wears very big glasses.
I became extremely alert. If he came in from outside? I might just let him go. But this guy actually came from Xiaoyitun? In Xiaoyitun, except for one road out of Ganlong Village, is there really another way? Which way? I have never dared to walk through it? Grandma won’t let me go either.
That's the way to Dead Town!
What is a dead town? It was before the founding of the People's Republic of China. A place where thousands of people died from a plague! The road is so dangerous that no living person dares to enter it? Let’s put it this way? Ghosts are considered extremely common gadgets there!
It was only when people like my grandma got here that the road to Dead Town was blocked off, and Xiaoyitun became what it is today.
Now a strange old man suddenly appears out of thin air in the village? If I don’t run away, I’d be stupid!
Even if my sister-in-law didn't remind me? I would quickly pull Yu Xiaoxue and run behind Zhao He first.
Although Zhao He was a little disdainful of my behavior, it seemed that neither of us were strong people. Taking the initiative to hide behind me proved that he recognized Zhao He's power. Those are smart people.
So Zhao He's heroic spirit came into being. He puffed up his chest and shouted loudly to the visitor: "I am Zhao He from Dalong County? Who are you? Come as soon as you say it!? Do you want to spoil my sister and me?"
"Zhao He? Yo? Zhao He! What a coincidence? I'm your Uncle Hai!" The visitor quickly arrived at Siqiao. He kept waving along the way.
"Uncle Hai?" Zhao He was stunned and stared at the person with wide eyes.
"Uncle Hai? Help me quickly. Captain Huo's soul has been snatched away by the Yin soldiers? I can't help it!" Zhao Qian was spinning around anxiously. Then Huo Dadong's soul has passed from one side of the bridge to the other? Will he not be summoned back? It’s difficult to be afraid.
"Oh! Oh! Okay? Zhao Qian is here too? That guy Huo Dadong has his soul trapped too? What a coincidence." The old man agreed quickly and immediately took out a stack of paper figurines from the bag he was carrying behind him.
The paper figures are all cut out. They have noses and eyes. They are very scary.
It turned out to be someone I knew? I felt a little relieved. But I still didn’t dare to be careless. Who knows how he appeared here? I touched the soul jar in my trouser pocket, ready to lift the lid at any time.
When the old man named Uncle Hai arrived on the bridge, I saw his appearance clearly. His skin was a bit dark, because he was exposed to the sun all year round. And he was carrying a mountaineering bag that only a young man carries, which means he is someone who often goes out.
The old man also looked at me, but just glanced at me and turned to the bridge. He seemed to have discovered that the Yin soldiers were arresting people. He also saw many Yin ghosts, but his expression did not change much.
He took out the cinnabar pen as if he had never seen it before and wrote a few words on the paper man. Then he pulled out a piece of Huo Dadong's head and tied it to the paper man. Then he threw the paper man into the river and chanted silently. A few mantras.
The two Yin soldiers seemed to have noticed something. They let go of Huo Dadong's faint ghost and turned back to chase the paper man.
"Zhao Qian, try again!" Uncle Hai chuckled and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. He was not unskilled in this skill. It was just like a daily routine.
While I was surprised, I also became more wary of this old man. That guy was definitely a powerful Yin Yang family, and he could easily deceive the Yin soldiers.
And when he came to me, he was like a shadow. I didn't feel his popularity. It seemed that he had used some kind of yin and yang secret method to hide his aura.
If a person loses his yin and yang energy, no dirty thing will be visible to him? Is that a powerful trick of hiding in daylight to deceive ghosts and monsters? Since the old man has such ability, it is not surprising that he dares to take the road of death town. .
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Hai." Zhao Qian happily recited the soul-calling spell, and Zhao He also began to cooperate with the soul-locking spell.
The two of them worked for a while and finally summoned Huo Dadong's soul back.
Then Zhao He opened the umbrella and held it on Huo Dadong's body. Zhao Qian recited a few spells. Huo Dadong's whole body twitched, and blisters appeared in his mouth.
Although the appearance is ugly, it can be regarded as a return to the soul, but it is not over yet, because part of the soul has been injured, and Huo Dadong is seriously ill.
After seeing the success of the two of them, Uncle Hai immediately beamed: "Didn't you think that you can also be on your own? It's only been how many years since we last met? How much better than you were back then? Haha."
"What did the old uncle say? We are far behind compared with father and grandfather." Zhao He chuckled. In fact, he was quite happy.
"Uncle Hai, let me introduce you solemnly. This is the friend we just met here. His name is...;...;" Zhao Qian stretched out her hand and planned to introduce me.
"A day of summer? A day of summer? A day of two days." I introduced it before Zhao Qian finished speaking? After all, she only learned my name from Huo Dadong? I never really introduced it.
"I'm Yu Xiaoxue? Yu Xiaoxue...;...; that's Yu Xiaoxue." Yu Xiaoxue said with a shy face. She has never introduced herself. She has always lived in Xiaoyitun. She is not that particular.
"Oh? Xia Yitian and Yu Xiaoxue? That's good? What's a good name? Are you a junior? You and the Zhao He brothers and sisters are of the same generation? Then you can call me Uncle Hai or Hai Lao with them? I'm also a native of Dalong County. ." Uncle Hai said with a smile. "Can you stay in this place until night? He may think that Yu Xiaoxue and I are not like ordinary people, so he is very polite."
Zhao Qian smiled and nodded. Zhao He also helped and said, "Uncle, Xia Yitian is Zhou Xian's grandson."
I frowned. There was solemnity in my eyes. Zhao Hete was too talkative.
"Hiss? Zhou Xian? Are you the grandson of senior Zhou Ying?" Hai Lao took a breath of air. Then he looked me up and down.
"Is there any problem?" I squeezed out a smile. Then I frowned and asked, "How did Mr. Hai get out of Xiaoyi Tun? That narrow path in Xiao Yi Tun? I'm afraid it's not easy to walk."
Hai Lao saw that I had a bad expression. He immediately showed a meaningful smile and said directly to the point: "Hey, young man? Do you think that the death of senior Zhou Ying has something to do with me?"
"Brother Yitian, Uncle Hai is one of our own, and he will never have anything to do with your grandma's death." Zhao Qian was smart and immediately understood what I meant by asking.
"Since we are all from Dalong County and have come to this place, then there are some things that you probably know too. There are some things that you don't understand? You will eventually try your best to find out." Uncle Hai moved away. Move your glasses? He stretched out his hand to lead us away and said, "Put Huo Dadong on your back? Our time is almost up."
"You want to leave the village? Uncle Hai? We have been there before. Where are the Yin soldiers crossing the border? You can't go out at all? Didn't you go back today? Didn't you turn back? And a policeman died? Otherwise we wouldn't stay here. ." Zhao He complained.
"Only one person died? Hehe? In the aftermath of this incident? Can you survive until now? Maybe you are lucky? I accompanied a few friends to watch the game this time? Three died? I almost couldn't come back. Here we come." Hai Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"What? Uncle Hai? Could it be that someone is having a fight? Then Uncle Hai needs to talk to us carefully so that we can know the details of this fight!" Zhao He was extremely excited. Although he was carrying Huo Dadong, there was no pressure at all. look like. Bean Claw Licai.
"Isn't it? I was invited to observe this time. My friends didn't participate either. But they were assassinated and couldn't come back with me." Hai Lao sighed, but looked at me.
I don’t know why he looked at me. But if I think about it casually, I know it has something to do with my grandma.
"Little brother, do you know what happened before the founding of the People's Republic of China? Or what your grandmother was called outside? Or what happened during this period? Do you know any signs?" Hai Lao asked me instead.
I thought about it in my mind and immediately dismissed it all: "I have been working outside the home in the past few years? I don't know much about my grandmother? She has never told me about the past."
"So that's the case? No wonder? Alas? This is incognito." Hai Lao shook his head and said: "Zhou Xian? That is Zhou Laomo who was famously named Zhou Ying back then."
"Haha? Old Mo Zhou? How could grandma have such a name? She always saves people and exorcises evil spirits. She is good at doing good deeds. Hai Lao? Did you remember something wrong?" I sneered and stared at Hai Lao. Grandma was usually kind. Charity? Being praised by everyone for your relationship with neighbors? Being called 'Old Mo Zhou'? What's the difference between pointing at my nose and scolding me?
Hai Lao laughed and saw that I was anxious and said: "Little brother, don't be anxious first? The Zhou Xian in my mind is Senior Zhou? Of course it's not Zhou Laomo. The name Zhou Laomo is from other places. Why do people call her that because they are afraid of her? I have met her once before? I know her as a person? Don’t be in a hurry? Listen to me slowly."
"Uncle Hai? Is this true? Is Zhou Xian really Zhou Lao Mo?" Zhao He showed admiration in his eyes. Who can be called Lao Mo? He must be a powerful character at the level of a demon.
Although Zhao Qian's eyes were bright, she was not as restless as Zhao He.
"Hey? Boy Zhao He? Who do you think is Zhou Ying's senior? Before the Cultural Revolution? She was already the famous Zhou Laomo? She is also the only successor of the ghost-raising method! Am I going to lie to you?"
"Okay, please don't interrupt. I'll tell you as we go. You take these paper figures first and put them in your pockets." Hai Lao took out a few paper figures and gave them to us.
I took it and looked at it carefully. My sister-in-law didn’t remind me, so I just put it in my pocket.
"Since I'm talking about demons? I'm talking about Senior Zhou Ying? Then I have to talk about her enemies, the 'right way'? The right way? What is the right way? The right way is Sutu Mai, Zhongge, Quanzhen Maoshan? These Is it what they call the orthodox path? And the branches like ours are called superficial paths by them. They are even evil paths. Although everyone usually lives in peace, something went wrong once." Hai Lao said with some fascination. Then he looked at the place where grandma lived and shook his head: "I really didn't expect that Old Demon Zhou is her...;...; I thought it should be a man."
