My sister stopped suddenly, and I sat up and looked at the old man in horror.
My mother's face was also completely pale.
The old Taoist still said calmly: "You will die four hours after you are born. This is what I left behind, but you did not die."
"I couldn't believe it when I saw you."
"But when you say it this way, it makes sense."
"Yin marriage contract, the king of hell's letter, ghosts protect people before marriage, ghosts kill people after marriage."
This time the old Taoist looked at my mother: "I didn't expect that the old gentleman could also master the magic of yin and yang, and use the yin marriage contract to extend his life. He is so bold that it is frightening."
"I never expected that the long-lost taboo art of Yin Marriage Contract would reappear in this ravine."
"There are really people in the world who can do the art of yin marriage contract."
"Taoist Priest, what did you say about my son's death tonight?" My mother was sweating profusely.
She doesn't understand what yin marriage is, or what yin and yang magic is.
She only cared about her son's life. She almost fainted from hearing that her son was dead tonight.
The old Taoist looked a little awed: "To be precise, your son's death happened last night."
"Black energy covers the face, evil energy gathers on the eyebrows, and weak yang fire is the sign of death."
"The old gentleman from your family interfered with me last night, and the death disaster was not completed, so that the death scene was moved to tonight."
He looked at me and said bluntly: "From ten o'clock tonight to one o'clock in the morning, your death will be inevitable, and that thing will come again to take your life."
"You don't have to wait until your eighteenth birthday. You can't wait either."
My mother felt dizzy after hearing this, and she rushed out of the house with trembling hands.
He yelled in front of the empty yard and used all kinds of swear words frequently.
She cried and cursed with runny noses and tears, and directed everything at her...
I was silent and felt sad. The curse was just a rural rumor.
Some old people are good at this trick, but whether it works or not is unknown.
Besides, is that thing in the yard?
Will he be scolded away?
From the time she was pregnant with her son to the difficult delivery, she finally raised her son, but in the end, her life was still in danger.
Mom was so angry that her chest heaved one after another.
After returning to the house, he knelt down to the Taoist priest in white.
"Taoist Priest, please save my son!"
"We must save him. He should not be responsible for the mistakes of our ancestors, and the harm will not affect our descendants."
The old man quickly supported his mother:
"Sister, what are you doing? Of course we can't just sit idly by when the people are in trouble. You get up first and then talk about it."
After my mother sat upright, the old man began to talk about how to deal with it:
"God's will, the old man came here on the day you were born."
"Today, you meet the old master of death and calamity again. It's God's arrangement."
"I have seen the art of Yin Marriage Contract in ancient books, but I don't know how to interpret it. As for the Qinglong Temple that the old gentleman mentioned, I have heard of it."
"On Wangmao Mountain just outside Juncheng, someone in the business said that the monks in Qinglong Temple have great supernatural powers and the Buddha's teachings are unfathomable."
"The old gentleman asked you to go to Qinglong Temple. There must be a way to untie the marriage contract."
"That thing will come tonight, you leave right away!"
I looked bitter: "Taoist priest, you said that I have a dead look on my face and am facing death. Could it be that if I leave, she won't kill me?"
"It didn't work yesterday, but it will happen again tonight..."
"This wife is not a wife at all, she is simply a resentful ghost to death."
There was a hint of sharpness in the eyes of the old Taoist: "Go boldly and let me meet her tonight!"
"I will defraud her tonight. You go to Qinglong Temple as soon as possible."
"It was too late by the time she found out."
I was stunned: "Leave now?"
"Now!".
Once the old man and his mother talked about it, she no longer had any worries.
He packed some clothes for me, stuffed some money with me, and sent me out of the house.
The old Taoist said, if I don't leave tonight,
When the time comes, my whole family will be buried with me.
My mother had tears in her eyes and was very reluctant to give up, but this was the only way.
I told my mother not to worry, as I said everything would be safe this time.
When I left, I took the wooden box under my grandfather’s bed with me.
The wooden box was locked with a lock. I tried sawing and hammering it before, but it didn't work.
I had to take it away first.
After I left, only my mother, my sister and the old man in white were left at home.
The old man in white clothes was pacing back and forth in the yard with his fingers pinched.
My sister felt dizzy and asked in confusion: "Taoist Master, are you sure?".
The old Taoist said with a stern face: "I did a fortune telling, but I can't figure out what happened tonight."
"That thing is not simple"
"Girl, go find some old cocks, yellow paper, and a coffin."
My sister shouted: "Coffin? The rooster and yellow paper are simple, but where can I find the coffin?".
The old man seemed to have heard nothing and continued: "The size of the coffin must be similar to your brother's size, and it must be newly made this year."
"If you make a mistake, your brother will be in danger."
My sister gritted her teeth and said, "I know, even if I go to rob it, I still have to find a pair!"
The old man turned to his mother and said, "Sister, please find the clothes your son usually wears."
"The cotton in the mattress of his bed and a pair of his shoes."
Mom responded repeatedly: "Okay."
After both of them left, Lao Dao's expression softened.
The water at home is picked from the well in the village and is usually stored in a large tank in the yard.
The old man walked to the big vat, picked up the ladle and wanted to drink some water.
As soon as the scoop reached his mouth, he glanced into the jar from the corner of his eye, his expression suddenly frightened.
Bang!
The ladle came off the ground, and the old man lay down next to the tank to take a closer look.
His face was smeared with black that wouldn't go away, and evil spirits gathered between his eyebrows...
This is the sign of death.....
.............
I sat in the car heading to Juncheng and looked at the sceneries passing by quickly.
Even though there was a lot of snoring around me, I didn't feel sleepy at all
When I left, the Taoist priest in white gave me two life-saving advices.
"Don't go out when it's dark, don't rush, be sure to find a place to stay until dawn."
"You must enter Qinglong Temple before the night of the 14th."
I checked my phone. Today is 12, and there are still two days until 14.
Fortunately, Juncheng is not far away. You can enter the city before dark. It should be safe to find a hotel to stay in then.
I don’t know how the layout is at home. Can I deceive that thing?
It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in Juncheng. I checked the time and it was still early.
Since it is better to stay in a hotel than to stay near Wangmao Mountain, it will be more convenient to find Wangmao Mountain when the time comes.
Wuliao Town in the county town is quite close to Wangmao Mountain. It takes four stops to get from the central bus station in the county town to Wuliao Town.
That's a matter of two dollars.
I was walking around this city carrying my shit-yellow urea bag luggage,
The county town is a small county town, but the economy has suffered a severe recession, and younger people have gone out to work.
There were only a few elderly people and left-behind children left, and I saw few passers-by along the way.
The bus stop is not far away, you can get there in a few minutes' walk.
Suddenly, a sound of pain stopped me in my tracks.
When I heard the sound, I saw an old lady in colorful clothes lying on the edge of the curb.
The blood on your hands is probably from scratches.
The walking stick was swung several meters.
One or two pedestrians passing by walked straight past as if they had never seen him before.
I sighed helplessly at this. Who dares to help others these days if the family doesn’t have any money?
If the support is not good enough, everything will go bankrupt.
In the spirit of doing more than doing less, I just wanted to pass by with my eyes closed.
But those screams pierced my heart like needles, and the nine years of compulsory education always reminded me.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and stopped.
It might be over in the next two days, and it's not a waste of time to save one of them.
I randomly found a little girl on the roadside and gave her my phone and asked her to record me.
Prove that I am helpful and not a troublemaker.
I walked over and picked up the crutch, then helped the old lady up.
"Grandma, are you okay?".
'You can see clearly, I didn't knock you down, it was me who lifted you up'
The old lady in colorful clothes held her waist with one hand and waved with the other hand: "It's okay, I won't bully you. I tripped and fell just now because I didn't pay attention."
"But thank you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get up for a long time."
I was relieved: "That's good."
"You walk slowly, I'll leave first."
Just as I was about to take my clothes off, I was suddenly caught.
The wrinkles of the old lady in floral clothes bloomed like the lines of a dead tree, and the old marks were pushed together:
"Can you help me to the bus stop? It's right in front. My waist was injured when I fell just now."
I felt a little embarrassed, but nodded.
I had to go to the bus stop anyway, so I just wanted to help him along the way.
"Okay, grandma, please wait a moment, and I will take off the phone."
I ran over to get my phone back, took out a candy and handed it to her
"Thank you, kid."
The little girl was a little hesitant: "I'm sorry, brother, I accidentally locked the screen just now, so I didn't take the picture."
"It's okay, just take it and eat it."
After hearing what I said, she dared to take the candy,
But I still stretched my head and looked behind me curiously: "Brother, why are you filming yourself talking to the air?".
The smile on my face froze, "Didn't you see the old lady in colorful clothes?"
Little girl: "Grandma, I only see yourself. I only see my brother talking to himself."
A chill surges through my limbs
Even I can't look back
Encountered a ghost again?
It was indeed a dirty thing, no wonder everyone else turned a blind eye.
I was a little suspicious of her at first. After all, I encountered a lot of strange things in the past two days, so I had to be extra careful in everything.
You said it was almost night and an old lady suddenly asked you to help her to a certain place. Wasn't it scary?
If it wasn't still daylight, I would have run away.
I thought of doing a good deed before I died, but it turned out that I did a good deed before I died, and it turned out to be a shameful thing.
At this time, the old lady's voice sounded from behind: "Child, are you okay?".
I suppressed my fear and replied, "immediately" with my pale and colorless face behind her back.
At the same time, I grabbed the little girl’s shoulders and gave her the remaining candies:
"Go quickly, go find your adults, and don't come here again."
"Otherwise I will snatch all the candies when I see you again!"
The little girl didn't understand why, but she was still happy to have the candy and jumped away.
And it’s time for me to face what’s behind me.
The old lady urged me impatiently, saying that the bus was coming soon.
I moved my steps slightly, preparing to escape, but suddenly my clothes fell down as if something caught me.
From the side light, you can see that it is a dry hand stained with black blood.
The wrinkled skin rolled up like an old man's face, and the yellow-brown nails hid countless amounts of black mud.
The old lady's face full of age spots came over from the side: "Child, let's go."
My hands and feet are trembling subconsciously,
I tried to get rid of the old lady's hand, but her hand seemed to be nailed to my clothes.
No matter how hard I pull, it won't come off.
Anyway, the old lady was still full of doubts: "The station is over there...".
So I had to help the old lady in colorful clothes to deal with it first, and then I would find a chance to escape later.
After walking, we actually arrived at the bus stop.
The old lady sat down on the chair under the stop sign and clapped her hands to signal me to sit down too.
But how could I dare to sit with her? I would run away whenever I found the right opportunity.
flute! .......flute!
At this time, a yellow leather bus came from a distance. I saw that it was the No. 7 bus I was going to take.
I thought to myself that the opportunity had come, and I would get into the car when the time came.
This old lady can't come up, can she? And having so many people in the car can be emboldening.
The bus naturally stops at the stop sign
I took a look at the car and it was almost full of people. The elderly and children were all chirping, which made me very happy.
I just like crowds of people!
The driver was a Mediterranean uncle. He glanced at me and opened the door.
No one got off at this stop, so the train would start just waiting for me to get on.
I first carefully looked back at the old lady, who was taking a nap on crutches.
The opportunity has come!
I stepped into the bus in one step with the quickest movements of my life
Suddenly, a force came from behind and tore my foot off the ground as soon as I stepped on it.
I turned around in shock, and my anger suddenly turned into horror.
The person who pulled me was none other than the old lady in colorful clothes.
The old lady grinned, revealing a few missing teeth.
The folds and age spots overlap, making this smile look particularly sinister.
"Not this car...
I pretended to be calm and said: "Grandma, I want to take this car. Just wait here for a while and your car will be here."
"The one I want to take is No. 7."
But the old lady grabbed my clothes and still giggled: "It's not this car."
drop! drop! drop!
The driver honked the horn impatiently: "Come on, hurry up!".
"So many people are waiting for you?".
I broke out in a cold sweat: "Master, wait a moment, wait a moment, right away."
"Grandma, the car is about to leave."
Even though this old lady was very frail, she was tearing her clothes to death.
In my anxiety, I took off my coat, grabbed the urea bag and rushed to the car.
Suddenly my movements stagnated, my neck hurt, and I was pulled backwards by force.
I fell on the side of the road and the urea bag rolled to the feet of the old lady.
Only then did I see clearly that the old lady had hooked my neck with the curved end of her cane.
Didi Didi……..
There was a sound of wheels passing by, and the bus left.
After doing this several times, I became more angry.
If you want to kill, kill me. What's the point of tormenting me here?
The car left anyway.
The worst possible outcome is death, and you won't be able to be manipulated by this ghost!
He stood up and shouted angrily: "What on earth are you going to do?".
The old lady sat back on crutches and still said the same thing: "It's not this car...".
I slapped her in the face, picked up my clothes and was about to leave. I made up my mind to fight her if the old woman stopped her again.
You're going to die sooner or later, so it's better to be a strong man!
The old lady's voice sounded again: "Look, the car is here, isn't it?".
Didi didi......
