When Aunt Lan heard Uncle Shuanzi's voice, she suddenly stopped and burst into tears. She opened her mouth wide and wanted to say something, but she could only make a sound of uh-huh, uh-huh, ah-ah, like a mute.
"Nier, what's going on?" I asked Lang Nier beside me.
Lang Nier sighed: "The soul of the dead came back to life, but before he died, he couldn't breathe out his breath, and his throat was blocked, so he couldn't speak."
I have heard Ding Jiugong say about this "disaster breath" before. According to folklore, people will have a breath stuck in their chest before they die, and they will usually spit it out during the mourning period. The specific time varies, which is called "vomiting". calamity".
The calamity qi is dark and turbid. If a living person is hit by the calamity qi exhaled by the dead, he or she will become seriously ill or suffer bad luck. Therefore, bad things such as walking around and memorizing words are also called "suffering".
Therefore, in order to avoid disaster, the mourning family will generally ask Taoist priests to calculate the specific time of mourning based on the birth date and time of death of the deceased. This is called "opening the disaster list" to warn relatives and friends who come to express condolences to avoid hiding.
The old aunt was speechless and started to make a fuss again, beating her chest and banging her head on the ground. At this time, she was so strong that Uncle Shuanzi couldn't protect her at all, so he shouted at the villagers for help.
Seeing seven or eight young adults pass by, they used all their strength to hold down Aunt Lan, but Aunt Lan's eyes were blood red and she had a look of madness on her face, and she struggled endlessly.
This is not the way to go. I know that Lang Nier must have an idea: "Nier, we are all fellow villagers. Please help me. If the trouble continues, someone may die!"
Lang Nier raised her hand and punched me: "You are a disciple of the Waiwu Immortal Hall. It's up to you to solve this matter. This is a good opportunity for you to establish the Xiang Hall."
After saying this, Lang Nier whispered to me again: "The Wutang Immortal Family has instilled immortal energy into you. Even the resentful souls and evil spirits will be afraid of you. Go and shoot the evil energy out of her body and see her." Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
When I heard what she said, I suddenly gained courage and hurried forward, shouting: "Let me handle it!"
This voice was so powerful that all the villagers present were startled and all looked at me.
He strutted onto the stage, pointed at Aunt Lan who was being held down and scolded: "It's gods returning to temples, and ghosts returning to graves. People and ghosts have different paths, so don't miss them. If you torment a living person like this, you will only add to your sins!"
When Aunt Lan saw me appearing, the ferocity on her face disappeared a lot, she no longer struggled to resist, and she started crying and crying.
I signaled the person holding her to let go, squatted down and silently recited the names of the immortals in Waiwuxiantang. Suddenly my whole body was filled with heat, so I raised my hand and slapped Aunt Lan on the back.
As soon as the palm fell, the old aunt trembled all over, and then she heard a loud belching sound coming from the coffin in the mourning hall, which shocked all the villagers present.
"The old woman died in frustration, please make the decision for me from the Xian family!" Aunt Lan was finally able to speak, but her tone was old and desolate, and she kept kowtowing to me.
I quickly stopped her: "Grandma, I am Cheng Yi from the old Cheng family. Now I am working for Wai Wuxian Hall. We are all fellow villagers. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, just say it."
Aunt Lan sobbed: "Today in front of the villagers, I don't care about making any family scandal public. Please comment on it..."
The old aunt kept talking and everyone finally knew what was going on.
It turns out that the old lady is old and has difficulty moving around. Her son, Uncle Shuan Zi, has been working abroad for many years, so his daughter-in-law, Aunt Lan, has been taking care of him.
Last year, the old lady fell and suffered a stroke and hemiplegia. She has been bedridden since then and cannot take care of herself at all. The burden on her daughter-in-law, Aunt Lan, is even heavier. Not only does she serve tea and water, but she also has to carry feces and urine, almost all the time. Can't leave home at all times.
As the saying goes: There is no filial son in bed for a long time. At first, Aunt Lan took care of her mother-in-law with all her heart, but as time went by, she became negligent, and her words were full of complaints. In order to control the old lady's defecation, she even deliberately reduced the old lady's diet.
This time the old man died because he was thirsty in the middle of the night and couldn't wake up Aunt Lan for a long time to bring water. So he struggled to get up to drink water, but fell under the bed and lay on the cold floor all night, eventually freezing to death. .
Aunt Lan found out that the old lady had died the next day. She was afraid that the villagers would find out and blamed her for being unfilial, so she moved the old lady back to bed and announced the death of the old lady when announcing her death.
The old lady died of hunger, thirst and cold, and her resentment was lingering, so she possessed Aunt Lan to vent her pent-up anger.
After telling the story of the ins and outs of this incident, the villagers were very sad, and their fear of the old lady's ghost was reduced a lot. Uncle Suo Zi was filled with regret and kept kowtowing to the old mother to apologize, which was very moving.
"Old lady, if the younger generation does not do well, they will be judged and punished by Youmingsi." I sighed and comforted the old lady who possessed Aunt Lan: "But she is your daughter-in-law after all. She has given birth to your family for so many years. Children, as an elder, please spare her."
"Ever since she came in, I've treated her like my own daughter. When there was famine in the early years, I would rather go hungry than let her eat. But in the end, I raised a white-eyed wolf! I hate it so much!"
The old lady couldn't get rid of her resentment. The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she started banging her head on the ground again: "The Immortal family won't let me make the decision, then I will take her away now, and our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will go to the Palace of Hell to discuss justice!"
At this time, Lang Nier walked up to me and said to me in a low voice: "Don't try to persuade me. They all say that she is obsessed with things. This old lady is too resentful and violent. If she continues like this, Aunt Lan will really be tortured to death by her." , please give me a hard-on!"
"Who to invite? How to invite?" I scratched my head. After all, I had never invited an immortal before.
Lang Nier rolled her eyes: "Before you passed out in Heifenggou, each of the Wutang Immortal Family injected a stream of immortal energy into your body, which is equivalent to connecting your soul. As long as you silently recite the name of a certain immortal family, his soul will The consciousness will come over, and to deal with Qingfeng Rouge (ghost), it is best to ask Uncle Madara to come."
After listening, I closed my eyes, made a calming spell in my hand, and began to silently recite the name of Tiger Immortal Ban Xiaoyue.
Less than half a minute later, I felt my whole body trembling involuntarily. A golden light penetrated the Tianling Cap, and my whole body fell into an ethereal and vague realm, like a dream but not a dream.
In this strange illusion, the image of Ban Xiaoyue appeared, still dressed as a tutuo in Heifenggou. He crossed his arms and looked at me: "Boy, why are you looking for me?"
"Uncle Ban, if I encounter trouble, please always take action."
Although Ban Xiaoyue had thought of harming me before, those were all old grudges. Now I am standing in front of the Xiangtang of Waiwuxiantang, and I will try to be as polite as possible.
