After Fu Shiyi thanked the old man, when he took the paper figurine from the other man's hand, he found that there were holes in the old man's thumb and index finger, but not a drop of blood flowed out of the wounds that were deep enough to see the bone, only a squeaking sound. Smoke.
What's going on?
Fu Shiyi's left eyelid twitched several times, and he was horrified in his heart, but he didn't show any signs of it on the outside. He and the old man carried him along the way, carrying Brother Sixteen from the backyard back to the left wing. When passing by the open hall, other people saw him. I accidentally caught a glimpse of a pair of small embroidered shoes placed on the low stool in front of the brazier where the paper money was burned.
"Hoo ho!"
After making sure that the doors and windows were closed, Fu Shiyi dared to breathe heavily.
Everything here is weird, it might as well be camping in the wild.
It seems that after Brother Sixteen wakes up, it would be better to leave early.
Fu Shiyi simply didn't go back to his room, and just meditated in front of Brother Sixteen's couch. After half an hour, Brother Sixteen slowly woke up and turned around.
"Ugh...why does my head hurt so much...Hey, Eleven, why did you come to my room? Oh, why does my mouth smell so bad?!"
Brother Sixteen took a few breaths, sniffed hard, and almost fainted again.
"Eleven, this...what exactly happened?"
Fu Shiyi briefly explained the fact that he was possessed by the baby-eating ghost, but omitted the part about him eating pig food: "If Uncle Liu hadn't taken action in time, I'm afraid, Brother Sixteen, your shadow would have been eaten by the ghost. "
People without shadows naturally become ghosts.
Brother Sixteen's eyes shone when he heard this, and then he was very angry, because in this courtyard, he was obviously the highest cultivated person, but the evil ghost chose him, and he clearly didn't take him seriously.
Brother Sixteen said a few cruel words, and then he bit off his finger and wrote his life and birth date on the paper man. When he threw the paper man outside the hospital, he instantly felt that his body felt much warmer.
"Eleven, next time you make me drink talisman water, remember to add some magic jade honey. That talisman water is too smelly."
Fu Shiyi and Brother Sixteen were returning to the room side by side. Hearing this, he staggered and almost fell. He suppressed the smile on his lips and said hello. At the same time I was thinking:
If Brother Sixteen knew that what he drank was not Fu Shui but rancid pig food, I wonder if he would get rid of his greedy habit.
After the two returned to the room, Brother Sixteen insisted that Fu Shiyi sleep on the bed and made the floor himself. Fu Shiyi couldn't resist him, so he lay down as he was told. Within a quarter of an hour, he heard Brother Sixteen's steady breathing.
Slept so soundly!
Fu Shiyi smiled helplessly.
Perhaps due to the influence of Brother Sixteen, Fu Shiyi fell asleep for a while without realizing it. When she woke up, it was already midnight, and soft conversations were heard outside the window:
"Rumei, remember what dad said, on this day, don't open the door to anyone coming."
"Don't worry, dad. My daughter has taken note of it. You go to the market alone. Remember to pay attention to safety. Go early and come back early. Don't be too late."
Fu Shiyi originally wanted to wake Brother Sixteen up and go on the road with Old Man Liu, but thinking of his weird wound, after weighing it, he decided to go on the road alone.
When Fu Shiyi opened the door, the Liu family's father and daughter were no longer in the courtyard.
"Strange, why is the fog even thicker during the day than at night?"
Fu Shiyi murmured, feeling chilled by the morning breeze carrying moisture. He scanned it with his consciousness and found that the visibility around him was less than two meters, and he suddenly felt bad.
It’s better to leave early for this place.
Fu Shiyi went back to his room and woke up Brother Sixteen. He carried his luggage and went to the door of the main room. He knocked three times, but no one answered. Fu Shiyi frowned and simply stood outside the door and said directly:
"Miss Liu, please tell Uncle Liu that our brothers and sisters are in a hurry to leave, so we will leave first. We will repay you for saving your life someday!"
Fu Shiyi listened quietly for a while, and when there was still no sound coming from the room, he planned to leave. As soon as they turned around, three incense sticks spontaneously ignited without fire on the incense burner in the living room.
The same incense is lit at the same time, but two are short and one is long.
Fu Shiyi's heart trembled. The main room, which had been silent all this time, heard a gentle and pleasant voice:
"People are afraid of three long and two short, and they are afraid of two short and one long fragrance. You two guests, the hexagram you just made is a very bad omen. You can't get out of this door."
"Miss Liu, what do you mean by this?"
Ever since seeing Old Uncle Liu's methods last night, Fu Shiyi had vaguely guessed that maybe the other party was one of the nine Yin and Yang families mentioned by Old Uncle Liu.
The other party's words will naturally not be aimless.
"For the sake of your kindness in helping my father, I will remind you again that the first half of the first lunar month is the day when hundreds of ghosts walk at night in Yin Yang Village. It is your choice whether to stay or go."
Hundred Demons Night Parade? !
Brother Fu Shiyi and Brother Siliu felt awe-inspiring.
What the hell did they come to?
Just when they were wondering, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
"Knock-knock!"
“Knock, knock—knock!”
One short and two long, and after a pause, there was another knock on the door in Miss Liu's room, like a response, but it was two long and one short. Brother Fu Shiyi and Brother Sixteen saw that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so they didn't say much and just stayed quietly in the yard.
"crunch"
The door opened, and a woman in green clothes walked out of the room. She was wearing a tall, wide-brimmed hat with two thin veils covering the brim.
Presumably this is Old Man Liu's daughter Liu Rumei.
Liu Rumei didn't say hello to them. She walked out of the room and went directly into the right wing. When she came out, she had a red-faced and white-clothed paper stick in her hand.
I saw Liu Rumei flipping his fingers, holding a yellow talisman, muttering something in his mouth, and then the yellow talisman ignited, and then the paper man also lit up with a "boom". After the paper man burned to ashes, a burst of A dark wind blew.
A stack of brass linen paper appeared where the paper burner had been.
It was when doing Pepsi that I used an iron chisel to carve out paper money that looked like copper coins on the hemp paper.
Obviously, the other party was dealing with ghosts just now.
"Gudong!"
Brother Sixteen on the side swallowed his saliva unconsciously.
Fu Shiyi also felt that it was a bit invasive.
Liu Rumei picked up the brass linen paper on the ground. Only then did Fu Shiyi see his arms clearly, and saw that the slender snow-white fingers were covered with long green hairs that were dozens of centimeters long.
Fu Shiyi almost exclaimed:
Is this Liu Rumei a human, a ghost, or neither?
Fu Shiyi pulled Brother Sixteen hard, thinking that he should go back to his room first, when there was another knock on the door outside the courtyard.
"Bang bang bang!"
“Bang bang bang!!”
It wasn't like the rhythmic knocking last time, but rather rude and rude. Then a sharp and strange laughter came from outside the courtyard: "Miss Liu, I was mending my son's clothes, but the needle broke when I didn't want to. Could you lend me your needle and thread?"
Is this a living person?
Fu Shiyi looked at Liu Rumei, who quickly shook her head at them as if facing a formidable enemy and signaled to be silent.
The knock on the door rang for a quarter of an hour, but when no one opened the door, it stopped ringing.
Just when Fu Shiyi thought that the matter would pass like this, he was suddenly pulled back by Liu Rumei and quickly retreated. Fu Shiyi could feel the other person's hands holding his clothes trembling.
