Da Mao didn't notice at all that we had followed him. He was still digging the ground on his own, hoeing deeper and shallower like a machine, without any sense of autonomy.
"Old Pi, did you see that? Does your son behave like a human being?"
Lao Pi couldn't believe his eyes. He saw Da Mao repeating the actions again and again unconsciously, and finally believed what I said. Da Mao was not sleepwalking at all but got into trouble with something dirty.
The stunned Lao Pi asked me in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang, what's going on with my big hair? If he really is sleepwalking, he shouldn't come here every time."
I glanced at him and looked at his rolling eyes. It seemed that this honest mountain farmer didn't have any brains at all. He could at least analyze the problem.
"What's going on! Can't you tell just by looking at what's on top of his head?"
Lao Pi was confused. He frowned and looked hard but couldn't figure out what was going on. I suddenly remembered that he had no Taoist skills and couldn't see the spirit body, so I handed the pomelo leaves over to him and said, "It's my fault for forgetting to see." No! Wipe your eyes hard with these two leaves and look again."
According to what I said, he wiped his eyes with pomelo leaves vigorously, and an incredible scene came into his eyes, "Mr. Zhang, that, that..."
Lao Pi pointed at Ah Piao on Da Mao's head, which was white with a little crystal light.
"Didn't you notice that it looks a bit like your Da Mao? That's your youngest son, Er Mao." I said calmly and sniffed.
"Er Mao, what is Er Mao going to do? He's not going to harm his brother, is he?"
Lao Pi's face turned blue from fright. Maybe he believed that ghosts must be evil. Looking at his overwhelmed look, I couldn't help but comfort him: "Brother Pi, don't be afraid. Your eldest son is not afraid." It’s dangerous. The reason why your little son’s soul controls him is just to dig something out of the ground. If it’s a ghost with great resentment, it’s a resentful spirit. If it’s older, it becomes an evil spirit, and that’s scary!”
After being comforted by me, Lao Pi breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer as panicked as before.
But I, who was squatting next to him, felt much more relaxed and said calmly: "Old Pi, now I want to capture your little son's soul. You squat here and don't move. Wait for me to capture it." Take it back and ask it if it has any unfulfilled wishes. If you don't want to be reincarnated, help him complete it, and your family will be able to be normal in the future."
After saying that, without waiting for his reply, I pinched my fingers and pointed at the two hairs on the head of the big hair, and it stopped moving. The big hair below also kept the posture of swinging the hoe and remained motionless.
Then, I took the circle of willow branches I brought and tied the big hair tightly, and said to Lao Pi: "Come here and carry your son back, and leave the rest to me."
Lao Pi agreed, stepped forward quickly, carried Da Mao on his shoulders like a dead pig, and walked back with me. For this set of operations that I didn't realize was powerful, he praised me with admiration. He even thought that I was a magician and could stop his son from moving at the touch of a finger.
I just smiled and told him that it was just the basic fingering and body-fixing techniques of our Jidao sect, and it was not considered a profound Taoist technique.
Next, we were speechless all the way. When we got back to the farmhouse, it was already past five o'clock. However, the mountain village was at a high altitude and we could see the sunrise earlier.
"Mr. Zhang, where should we put the big hair?"
I swallowed and blinked. I didn't close my eyes all night, and I was already a little sleepy, but I still held back my sleepiness and said, "Send it to your main room, I want to interrogate the soul of your youngest son. "
"Hey!" Lao Pi agreed and carried Da Mao into the house, and also told his mother-in-law, who had just woken up, to cook me something delicious.
Da Mao was put down and faced me like a wax figure, still waving the hoe. If it weren't for the ghost in his body, he would look like a zombie to anyone.
"Go, draw down the curtains on the windows, don't let in any light, and bring me some sticks of incense as tribute. In addition, go and scoop out a few bowls of water for me from the water tank at your house. Be sure to be The sun is enough for three hours. One more thing, kill a rooster, put the chicken blood in a bowl, and bring it to me."
Everything is ready, I'm going to start interrogating the kid.
Lao Pi and Lao Pi's wife stood on both sides of me, looking at me nervously, waiting for me to show off my power next.
"Giggle" The rooster twitched, and my mouth smiled obliquely, "Laosi, let's solve the wicker tied to him."
Lao Pi untied the wicker smoothly, and I poured another bowl of water on Da Mao's face. He suddenly woke up with a start! However, Er Mao's soul still lived inside, so he didn't react...
"Er Mao, don't hide in Da Mao's body. You are a good boy. If anything happens, come out and tell me!"
It didn't respond. Da Mao still stood there in a daze. I said again: "Er Mao, let me say it again. If you have anything to say, come out and say it. It's okay to hide it in your brother's body. Can you hide it for the rest of your life?"
It still didn't respond. I picked up the brush, dipped it in chicken blood, and continued: "It's only three things. I've said it twice. I'll give you one last chance. If you have something to say, I'll ask you." Out!"
"No, no, I'm coming out, I'm coming out."
Seeing my chicken blood pen, it finally got scared and said hurriedly.
"Ah, are you Da Mao? Your voice sounds like... Er Mao." The old skinny daughter-in-law said emotionally with her eyes widened.
Er Mao, who was possessed by Da Mao, pulled out a chair, sat down and said, "Mom, I am Er Mao! I can only speak to you after I got on my brother's body." After saying this, tears flowed down his face.
Lao Pi's mother also cried, "Er Mao, Mom knows that you are unwilling to die, but you can't harm your brother!"
"Mom, I don't have it. I just want my brother to do something for me!"
I hurriedly interrupted their conversation. I knew that being possessed by a ghost for too long would seriously deplete a living person's yang energy, so I wanted to solve it quickly.
"Sister-in-law Pi, control your emotions. Ermao means no harm. Let's listen to his wishes. If a person doesn't want to be reincarnated after death, he must have unfulfilled wishes!"
The old wife stopped talking, and I looked at Er Mao and said, "Tell Er Mao what you wish for, and we will help you fulfill it!"
Er Mao cried and choked up and said: "I am in so much pain. Ever since I accidentally fell off the cliff while picking up a bird's nest and died, I have not been tortured for a day. The place where I fell to death was in the col of the back mountain. Centipedes are crawling around on my bones every day, making me uncomfortable with their bites. It’s still damp there and I feel uncomfortable living there. I want you to dig out my bones and bury them properly so that I can leave in peace, Dad. Mom and this master, please!"
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and said, "Okay."
