"Brother, here we come!"
Wang Qi was staring in one direction and suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked over, and in the darkness, a shadow appeared in front of a house and opened the door.
"Knock knock."
The sound seemed so abrupt in the silent night.
Magistrate Li opened his mouth and finally closed it again.
He wished he could scold the ghosts on behalf of the common people and set an example.
During this time, he kept vigil with the immortals. He didn't dare to say anything else, but he was not afraid of ghosts anymore.
And with his fame, he can scold any ghosts, and I dare not say anything else. He can patrol the night by himself.
But it was of no use. In the past few nights, both he and the cultivators of the sect had taken turns to fight against ghosts with the help of pamphlets published by the immortal.
That was really miraculous, otherwise Wang Shangde wouldn't have asked that question just now.
This thing should be used by them, but the people are not good at it. They are doing it every day and night. Apart from making the people feel at ease, they have not achieved the desired effect.
That means people take the initiative to scold ghosts.
Except for the first night when they didn't look forward to it, they waited every night. When they couldn't do anything anymore, they continued to fight to get rid of the ghosts.
There are several ways to solve this problem.
First, open the door and be sincere in helping the ghost knocking on the door, so that the ghost can disperse.
The people from Fuhu Mountain bought a property for this purpose.
Second, scold loudly and order the ghosts not to enter the house, because it is the owner's house, and as long as there is no fear in the heart, the ghosts will retreat.
The third is to forcefully exorcise ghosts. This is what they are best at, and it is also more dangerous. They need to open an altar and use magic to suppress the ghosts.
With the Immortal's booklet, it would be much easier for them.
But Shangxian always needs the people in the county to speak first. No matter what they do in the past few nights, the mortals still remain motionless. The door is closed every night, silently, like a dead city.
There probably won't be one tonight either.
The lobby at night.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Han Tiechui bowed to the two spiritual statues in the hall and quietly returned to the house.
"Knock knock."
"Is anyone home?"
The door outside was still ringing, with a faint ethereal sound.
Tonight, the ghost who knocked on the door was knocking on her door.
According to past experience, just ignore it at this time, go back to the house and sleep on your own, and it will disappear naturally during the day.
If you knock on the door and ask questions, no one will take the initiative to come in.
But as soon as she stood up, her arm slid and touched an object on her waist, and she froze.
In the darkness, she touched the rag doll around her waist, her thoughts racing.
This doll was given to her by the little girl.
Several days have passed since those who entered her house disappeared, and the doll has been placed here. At first, she just put it there and did not dare to touch it.
But a few days ago, she found out what these people were doing.
People who are called "Shangxian" by the "immortals" who go out on the streets during the day to preach that ghosts are not scary and hand out pamphlets.
Although no one saw it, Han Tiechui knew that the 'immortal' they were talking about must be Song Yin and the others.
Especially this book, after she read it, she felt that it was written by Song Yin.
She has always wanted to meet them, but as an ordinary person, she didn't dare to meet those people. She felt that she was no longer of the same status.
Han Tiechui touched his flat head, picked up the doll, stared at it in the darkness, and then set his sights on the spiritual throne.
In the darkness, the outline of the spiritual position can also be seen.
[Breath-eating ghosts forget the grievances of their predecessors, which can be solved by worshiping their ancestors on weekdays. This ghost is born not because of lack of worship, but because it is afraid that people will forget the past. If you know the past and don't forget it, learn its lessons and summarize its essence, you can resolve this grudge and pass on your wisdom. 】
This is the content recorded in the [Dayan Encyclopedia of Ghosts].
My parents died some time ago. They were unlucky. They woke up when they encountered the breath breathing ghost, and both of them were sucked to death.
But if I had encountered this book earlier, wouldn't it be possible?
The resentment in Han Tiechui's heart disappeared for a moment, and then she shook her head and was about to enter the house with the doll.
click
At this moment, the direction of the spiritual position suddenly vibrated and made a sound.
Han Tiechui stopped and turned to look in the direction of the spiritual tablets. In the darkness, she could clearly see that her parents' spiritual tablets were moving.
Click!
The vibrations became louder, and the two spiritual tablets even shook apart. The words on the spiritual tablets glowed with a green light in the darkness, and two clouds of green smoke came out.
"Hammer."
In the green smoke, a sound that was very familiar to Han Tiechui sounded.
The voices were male and female, and they mixed together to make a sound.
Han Tiechui was shocked and couldn't help shouting: "Mom and Dad."
Bang bang bang!
Hearing the sound, the knocking outside the door suddenly became violent.
"Iron Hammer. Come and accompany us, come and accompany us!"
Because he heard the voice, the green mist suddenly transformed into two blurry faces, shouting on the left and right. The two faces kept intersecting, and suddenly turned into a big mouth that was eager to eat, and bit straight towards Han Tiechui. .
"ghost!"
Outside, Zhang Feixuan, who was staring at the house, saw the knocker's voice getting louder and louder. Suddenly his pupils shrank and he turned to look at Song Yin, "Senior brother."
"Ah, I saw it."
Before Zhang Feixuan said anything, Song Yin was staring at the house. They were familiar with that house, it was Miss Hammer's house.
"It can summon people, it has mist, it can condense people's faces, what kind of ghost is it?" He asked everyone.
Qian thought for a while and said, "Is it possible that the immortal is thinking about ghosts?"
"Thinking about ghosts"
Song Yin nodded and summoned the encyclopedia. If it had a name and a form, it would naturally manifest itself.
"It turns out that it is transformed by people's thoughts. When they appear, they can distinguish people's hearts and judge whether they are hateful or good. If they think badly and cause resentment, they will do evil if they think about ghosts. In the least, they will cause trouble, and in the worst, they will kill people. If they are just missing, Thinking of the benefits is also soothing.”
"Shangxian? Can ghost ghosts still have this effect?" Wang Shangde asked.
In their impression, the ghost ghost was so troublesome that it turned into a familiar appearance of his dead ghost. Every night, ghosts would cry and howl, shocking the family members to the point of losing their minds.
They also encountered a ghost who took the entire family away, leaving only one child behind.
"People's hearts turn into ghosts. People's hearts have good and bad qualities, and so do ghosts."
Song Yin said calmly: "Jinxian disciples, seek truth from facts."
He is a human being, but it cannot be denied that ghosts can also be good, such as the ghosts in the village he met back then, or the undead general he encountered when he met his fourth junior brother.
…
Faced with the big bite, Han Tiechui was filled with fear and turned around to run outside.
But as soon as she moved, the yellow rag doll around her waist suddenly flashed with light. The light stopped the green mist's movements, and at the same time, Han Tiechui's mind was cleared, and the divine court became clear.
She looked at the big face carefully. Although the face was blended, the looming facial features felt familiar.
That is
"Dad! Mom!"
With tears in his eyes, Han Tiechui fell to his knees and reached out to touch the green mist.
"I miss you so much!"
The green mist was touched by these steel-like hands, and suddenly trembled, turning into two faces again. At this moment, they were no longer hazy and looming, but turned into the familiar appearance of Han Tiechui's father and mother.
"Girl, what are you doing kneeling down? Get up quickly, the ground is cold." The man's face made a sound.
"Tie Hammer, there are ghosts outside, don't say anything, it doesn't matter to us, we are ghosts too."
The woman's face looked out with worry, "We are here to watch. You can go to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine."
Han Tiechui cried and said: "My daughter is unfilial. She can't even observe the rules of filial piety, and she bothers her parents to come see me."
"No parent can blame the child. It's okay, but you can't think about it every day. If you think too much, something will happen, but don't be afraid." The man said.
"Dad" Han Tiechui stared at the two elders blankly.
The green mist that emerged at this time, instead of being green and scary, turned into a peaceful and bright green. The appearance of the parents also gradually became kind from the gloomy one just now.
"Open the door! Open the door!!"
The knocking on the door outside became louder and louder. Rather than knocking again, it was better to start banging on the door.
Han Tiechui was agitated for no reason.
This is her home!
"What did you hit?"
Han Tiechui stood up suddenly, walked straight to the door with his body like an iron wall, and opened the door. The mist outside was stunned, and then a dark wind blew out, as if he was about to go in.
"You have no home!!"
At this moment, a roar erupted in the street. The sound was like thunder in the silent street, blasting the lifeless street to life.
Faintly, there was a noise in the surrounding houses.
"Why are you knocking on the door in the middle of the night? If you don't make any sound, it means I'm not here. Why don't you understand etiquette at all? How did your parents teach you! This is my mother's house, not yours! If I want to knock back to your house, don't delay. I’m reminiscing with my parents! If you knock on the door again, I’ll chop off your hand!!”
boom! !
The door was slammed shut, and the knocker outside stood there for a while, his hazy form gradually fading and disappearing.
It was not that he entered the house, but that he disappeared directly after being scolded.
"It's done!"
Song Yin laughed loudly: "The fire has been planted. From what I can tell, the people in this county will not be afraid of ghosts from now on!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ling Ding held her stomach and laughed loudly, with tears coming from the corners of her eyes. She pointed her fingers in the sky, "It's less! It's less! It's less for you again!"
What's missing? Who is missing?
Zhang Fei
He was about to think about it, but suddenly he got excited and shook his head, throwing away the chaotic thoughts.
"Everyone, the matter has been completed. From now on, I will ask all my colleagues and Magistrate Li to take good care of me."
Song Yin bowed his hands to everyone.
"The Immortal has an order, don't you dare disobey it." A group of people responded with a salute.
This finally eliminates the need to keep vigil.
"Be more careful tonight to prevent other ghosts." Song Yin said with a smile.
"Brother, don't you need to solve this ghost ghost? Could it be that it was really transformed by a relative?" Wang Qizheng asked with some expectation.
He heard Han Tiechui shouting for his parents in the house.
Relatives can also manifest, so my mother
Song Yin shook his head: "The appearance of ghosts is just human thoughts combined with resentment. They have no memory and no soul. They just act according to the instinct of ghosts, and what they do is just the transformation of human hearts."
Simply put, whatever you think, it is.
This kind of ghost.
It's just human thoughts.
(End of chapter)
