Although I am very curious about what happened to the Corpse King in the Hundred Bone Tower, looking at Aunt Qin’s tired look, I also know that now is not the time to ask this...
The most important thing is to quickly put Hua Sha's corpse into the corpse cave on the sixth floor of the tower.
So I continued to lift its feet and slowly moved forward with Aunt Qin.
There were only a dozen steps left in front of us, and it went very smoothly without any further accidents.
Aunt Qin stuffed it directly into the corpse cave with its head facing in and its feet facing out.
Then let me prick my middle finger again and get some blood...
I stretched out my hand with a sad face, and Aunt Qin brushed her sleeve. There was a slight pain like being bitten by an ant, and my fingers were covered in blood.
She dipped in my blood and quickly wrote the word "sealed" above the entrance of the corpse cave.
After writing it, draw a triangle in reverse direction around the word to surround it.
And a circle is drawn counterclockwise on each "corner" of the triangle.
I don’t know if it was an illusion or dazzling, but I saw that the word “Feng” seemed to glow for a moment, then dimmed and returned to normal.
After doing this, Aunt Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I can feel that her whole person's breath has become lighter, just like she usually sits on the stone in front of the shabby house at the end of the village to bask in the sun.
She turned her head and said in the direction of a corpse cave on the sixth floor opposite: "Then, it's agreed that you will also help keep an eye on this water demon. I will definitely do what I promised you. I can do it. Knowing that you actually understand, I won’t speak to you in corpse language because my throat hurts."
Is Aunt Qin talking to the corpse again?
I was startled and looked in that direction.
But apart from the rows of corpse caves on the tower and the vague old corpses inside, there is nothing special about it. I can't tell which corpse cave contains the powerful Corpse King.
Even when Aunt Qin wanted to put Wang Fei into the Hundred Bone Tower, she had to discuss it with him in a low voice.
"Okay Wu Wa'er, the matter is settled. Let's go back. There won't be any weird things on the way back, just relax and have fun boating."
She rubbed my head gently.
Okay Aunt Qin!
Speaking of playing, I also became happy. Even the fear that was left just now has been reduced.
When I came out of the Hundred Bone Pagoda, I also walked out of the scope of Yishan Tomb, and walked on the river beach towards the small wooden boat on the riverside. I finally couldn't help my curiosity and asked.
"Aunt Qin, that Hundred Bone Tower Corpse King, it..."
Poof!
Aunt Qin smiled.
He seemed to find it very interesting: "I thought you could really hold back and not ask."
I scratched my head: "It's not easy to hold it in for so long. If it weren't for fear, I would have asked in the tower just now."
So Aunt Qin explained it to me.
It turns out that the drowned people buried in Yishan's tombs were all good ghosts who had been redeemed and had dissipated their resentment. But the accumulation over hundreds of years will also differentiate the dead people left here.
It stands to reason that it has been abandoned for such a long time, and no new corpses have been added to Yishan Tomb. It should be difficult to encounter a very powerful ghost.
But there happened to be a corpse king who was even more powerful than the water demon in the Hundred Bone Tower!
This is very strange.
So when that guy appeared, Aunt Qin was also shocked.
Fortunately, she knew corpse language, so she quickly talked to her and explained.
Although the corpse king is still kind, he has regarded the Hundred Bone Tower and even the entire Yishan Tomb as his own territory. It's okay if you bury ordinary dead people, but if you bring in a water evil spirit, it will actually have an impact on Feng Shui and the earth's atmosphere...
So it doesn't want to!
Aunt Qin could only talk and ask it what its wishes were and see if an exchange of views could be reached.
So the corpse king said that he couldn't think of anything for the time being. But we need a promise, that is, on the same day seven years later, we must return to the Bone Tower and tell her then.
Of course Aunt Qin could only agree to it.
In fact, it was very dangerous at that time, because Wang Fei suddenly got involved and told the corpse king that he did not want to be put into the Hundred Bone Tower. The needs of both of them are the same, let the corpse king leave this stinky living person alone!
Fortunately, the corpse king was not an evil spirit after all, and finally agreed to what Aunt Qin said - in exchange for a promise, we would put Wang Fei's body into the tower.
"It's not that everything in Yishan's tomb is not bad. There are still so many demands. What if the demands it makes are too excessive?"
I whispered, a little dissatisfied.
Anyway, we're so far apart, so I'm not afraid of being heard.
Aunt Qin said solemnly: "Wu Wa'er, you can't say that. You have to know that in this world, cause and effect are borne by each other and reincarnate. No one, living or dead, has the right to ask others to do anything for them for free. Since this The Hundred Bone Tower has an owner, so we will naturally have to pay the corresponding price. Remember, if someone gives you everything in the future but asks for nothing, be careful! Because there may be something big waiting for you behind."
oh oh……
I nodded vigorously, but still said: "What about my parents?"
Aunt Qin was stunned for a moment, then her serious tone disappeared and she laughed.
"You little guy, you have a very stubborn mouth! Parents are different. The karma of parents and children has been determined several lives ago. As for friends, they are good karma. What I just said refers to the relationship between strangers. between."
I also wanted to say that Aunt Qin said that if I talked back, she would throw me into the water, so I quickly shut up.
Well, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves.
My mother taught me this truth when I was very young!
…
Sure enough, as Aunt Qin said, the journey back went very smoothly.
There are no floating corpses blocking the boat, and no water-dog-like river monsters wreaking havoc.
Only the river breeze and the bright moon accompany me.
And I don’t know what magical means she used. This small wooden boat no longer needs poles and oars, and can automatically travel against the current! The speed is not slow.
Very magical.
But even so, when we returned to the river outside the village, the sky was already turning white.
From a distance, I saw my parents, the village chief and a few young adults waiting at the place where Aunt Qin and I launched the boat a few hours ago.
The village chief sat on a stone and smoked a pipe. His head was shaking. He was obviously very sleepy.
My mother noticed me first and immediately jumped up and waved to me.
"Yao'er, Yao'er, you're back!"
I saw tears streaming down her face and her voice was hoarse.
My dad put his arm around her and waved to us.
After getting off the boat, the village chief quickly asked if everything went well.
In fact, at this point, seeing that we have returned safely, we can basically know that the matter is definitely completed.
Aunt Qin didn't want to talk to the village chief, so she just said "I'm tired and go back to bed" and left without looking back...
So, I can only tell my parents and the village chief about what happened that night.
After hearing this, the village chief was so excited that he held my hand and kept saying that I was the little hero of the village!
It made me very embarrassed and could only scratch my head and giggle.
"Go back quickly, Yao'er must have dozed off, go back and sleep quickly."
My mother urged me and asked my father to carry me back.
Maybe I was nervous all night, so I fell asleep on my dad’s broad and warm back.
Fortunately, it was summer vacation, so I could have a good rest the next day. I slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before getting up. After dinner, I ran to Aunt Qin's shabby house at the end of the village.
She was already sitting on the big rock basking in the sun.
"Aunt Qin, I brought you something to eat."
"Hehe, haha, Wu Wa'er. I don't want to eat. I have to eat lice."
As she spoke, she took out a few lice from her long hair, threw them into her mouth and chewed them.
I feel that Aunt Qin at this time is different from last night.
It seemed that if she had nothing to do, she would return to her crazy, laughing look. He is no longer the mysterious, powerful, and calm master.
I don't know what to do.
He could only place the food next to her, but she threw it directly to the wild cats and dogs nearby.
I was so wronged that I almost burst into tears.
But Aunt Qin also said with a smile: "Wu Wa'er, don't be sad. I can't eat food, I can only eat the lice on my body. I didn't mean not to accept your kindness."
As soon as I heard this, I felt less aggrieved and nodded vigorously.
Although I don't know why Aunt Qin is so weird, I really admire her. I think she must have a reason for doing this, and we ordinary people don't understand it.
The days go on like this day by day...
At the end of the summer vacation, I will be in the fourth grade of elementary school.
Several nearby villages share the same township primary school. Our village is a bit far away, so we have to go to school early, starting at 6:30. By the time we get home from school, it’s almost 7:00.
Aunt Qin usually doesn't get up until almost noon, and goes back to the house to sleep after five o'clock.
So much so that when I was in school, I couldn't see her almost every day, and I felt empty.
But as long as it's weekends or holidays, I will definitely keep guarding the broken house, waiting for her to come out. Then he sat on the rocks with her to bask in the sun.
Aunt Qin doesn't talk much on weekdays, she just laughs often, and I laugh along with her.
So people in the village always saw us sitting on the rocks like crazy people.
But since the water stick incident, everyone in the village is in awe of Aunt Qin.
No matter in person or in private, I no longer dare to call her "crazy woman", but always call her "fairy aunt".
When you meet her on the road, everyone will stop and say hello. Anyone who cooked something delicious would send a copy over and place it respectfully on the stone in front of her shabby house. Although she never eats it.
The village chief even proposed that the whole village help her repair her house. Naturally, he was rejected.
During the summer vacation when I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, two more strange things happened in the village.
One of these strange things changed my relationship with Aunt Qin, and from then on we embarked on a completely different life path!
I also really started to come into contact with a lot of the hidden weirdness in this world...
Let me talk about the first strange thing first, that is, my second father was possessed by a rat and cat!
The second dad is my dad’s biological brother. In Mandarin and northern China, we usually call him Er Shu, but we are used to calling him Er Dad.
What is a yellow rat cat?
It's actually a weasel.
In the Northeast, it is usually called Huang Daxian'er, while in the dialects of Sichuan and Chongqing, it is called Huangshumaoer or Huangshunao.
Although this thing is the most famous in the Northeast, it is also called one of the "Five Immortals". But in fact, they are distributed in most places across the country, and there are also all kinds of weird and supernatural legends.
Of course, legends are legends, and most country people are still not afraid of this beast.
If a weasel cat comes to steal chickens in the yard, it will definitely be served with a big stick or a hoe. Either drive him out or beat him to death on the spot.
My second father's family lives in the west of the village, not far from my home. The two families usually interact quite frequently, often checking in and staying over when they have free time.
Anyway, in rural areas, land is not valuable and houses are generally built big.
That day, we agreed that after we finished our work, we would go to my second dad’s house to have dinner and get together.
I was a little kid and had nothing to do, so I went there half an hour early.
When I was passing by, I happened to see my second father sitting in the main room, and my second mother was helping him bandage the wound on his hand.
I asked them curiously: "Second dad, what's wrong with your hands?"
My second mother said angrily and funny: "I was bitten by a yellow rat cat when I was hunting hogweed in the back mountain. I said he was useless. He usually boasts that he is not afraid of wolves and fur dogs, but he was bitten by a yellow rat cat. No one can be caught."
snort!
My second father muttered unhappily, saying that the weasel cat was very cunning, and felt more cunning than a fox.
The two of them had a good relationship. Although they quarreled, my second mother still felt very distressed.
I kept asking what was going on, and my second dad said something depressingly.
It turned out that he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he was going to the back mountain to collect some pig grass and feed it to the pigs.
Oddly enough, the sun seemed to set faster than usual that day.
We haven’t cut much yet, and it’s getting dark soon.
Everyone in the village knows that it is best not to be alone on the mountains or in the woods outside the village after the sun sets, as strange things may happen easily!
So the second dad was going to cut two more handfuls of grass and go home.
But when he bent down to mow the grass, he suddenly felt something was wrong!
Inside my nose, I smelled a strong odor. He almost fainted from the smoke!
He was also curious and looked for it by following the smell.
After taking only a few steps, he suddenly stepped on something soft under his feet. Give him a fright.
But before he could react, a yellow figure jumped up suddenly, landed on his arm, opened his mouth and bit into it.
The second dad said "ouch" and shook it off hard.
When the thing fell to the ground, it turned out to be a squirrel cat that was almost as big as a cat! Still staring at him mischievously.
My second father was shocked and angry at the time, and he endured the pain in his arm. While cursing, he slashed at it with the grass-cutting sickle in his hand.
The yellow rat cat was so nimble that it jumped to the side and escaped.
The second dad was originally going to slash at its waist and abdomen. Although it managed to avoid the jump, its movements were still a step slower.
Half of the tail didn't dodge!
He was struck in the air by the sickle and fell to the ground with a pop.
When the yellow rat cat saw its tail falling on the ground, its expression suddenly turned ferocious. He actually picked up the broken tail with his two front paws and roared at my second father, the voice was very sharp.
