Chapter 5 Dao Gong Bingye

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"Ayang?"

"Ayang!"

My second uncle’s voice lingered in my ears.

I opened my eyes suddenly and found my second uncle appearing in front of me.

But the first thing I did was to check whether Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was still in my body. It was definitely still there.

"Are you okay?" My second uncle asked me.

I groped for things on the ground and found a stone to guard against my second uncle.

Because I’m still on the mountain and don’t know whether the second uncle in front of me is real or fake, I won’t be fooled a second time.

"It's okay, relax..." My second uncle comforted me.

At this time, I found a dead weasel next to my second uncle. There was a yellow talisman on the weasel's head, and blood was bleeding from its neck.

"There are a large number of urns and coffins placed in this mountain, which accumulates a lot of Yin Qi. Ordinary dead people will transform into corpses when buried here, and those wild immortals who have become climatic will come to the mountain to suck the Yin Qi to speed up their cultivation. The other me you just saw was this beast!”

After hearing my second uncle's explanation, I did not relax my vigilance.

This is not the answer I want to hear.

"Why is it that my childhood self appears in the Guanyin Temple on the top of the mountain? Is that also a wild fairy?" I asked.

When the second uncle heard this, his face suddenly became serious.

"Have you seen it?" my second uncle asked me.

I nodded and made sure again.

The second uncle sighed helplessly and explained to me.

"In order to save you back then, your grandfather spared no effort, and the most common method was to use a corpse to resurrect you. After you came out of your mother's belly, you were supposed to be a dead baby with no soul in your body, so your grandfather summoned the soul and incorporated it into your body in an attempt to save you. To adapt to your corpse."

"You don't understand your body thoroughly enough. Before you were ten years old, you had at least a hundred ghosts living in your body to adapt to your body. The little ghost on the mountain should have been the most suitable for you. In order to be with you. Your body merges and it even gradually takes on your form.”

"But after all, this is a magic. Your grandfather is not evil, so he failed to suppress it. The kid controlled your body and started hurting people. In desperation, your grandfather could only take it out of your body and kill it. The seal is here, and it is fate and injustice that you see it again."

The second uncle's explanation is not unreasonable.

That's why I don't have any memories before I was ten years old.

It turns out that in the past ten years, more than a hundred little ghosts have lived in my body one by one.

"Second uncle, aren't you in jail? Why do you know so much about me?"

I suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"There are some things that you will understand later. It's not convenient for me to tell you more."

My second uncle helped me up and returned to the foot of the mountain safely.

When I stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the entire mountain, the voices of the children on the mountain were still there. Although I couldn't see them, I could feel their presence.

"Second uncle, can you see them?" I asked.

"I can't see it, but you can. The reason why I let you take the risk to get Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is because there are dozens of these little ghosts who have been in you. If the other you doesn't show up, They most likely treat you as a ghost king." My second uncle explained patiently and took me away from here.

With Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, grandpa's body is protected.

When I got home, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

My father was still guarding my grandfather’s body, but when he saw the injuries on my body, he asked my second uncle angrily what happened.

The second uncle said that it was just a small friction and it was not a problem.

Later, my second uncle asked me to sleep first, as he had to deal with the funeral and burial tomorrow.

But I couldn't sleep at all.

Although they were in the room, they could hear the second uncle and his father arguing quietly.

I thought my father would be very happy when my second uncle came back, but my father scolded my second uncle and was not grateful because he had been in jail for my family's affairs.

"Tianhong, let me tell you, our Wang family must not cut off the queen!"

"Our father is dead now. I don't want anything to happen to Ayang."

"If there is anything wrong with Ayang, I will personally send you back to prison!"

But the second uncle had no complaints and allowed his father to abuse his younger brother.

The next day.

I sleep until I wake up naturally.

Walking out of the living room, I found that the home had been decorated the way a funeral should be.

It's just that the house is still a little deserted.

My father and second uncle are busy writing various condolences to hang on the door.

"Ayang, put on your mourning clothes and prepare to receive guests."

I took a look at the mourning clothes next to me. I could put it on, but my family had already fallen out with the villagers. What would the guests say?

"No one will come." I started to say.

"Believe me, it will happen." The second uncle replied with a smile.

Second uncle will not lie to me, I believe him.

So, the three of us put on mourning clothes together, and my second uncle set off a firecracker at the door, while my father and I knelt beside the coffin.

But after a few minutes, it was still quiet and there were no so-called guests.

Just when I was getting a little impatient, someone came from outside!

The leader turned out to be the village chief!

Then, people from the village came to my house one after another to offer incense to my grandfather.

In less than ten minutes, the house was already full of people. They seemed to have forgotten what happened before. One or two people were talking and laughing, and even took the initiative to help.

Not only that, even relatives came to the scene to put on filial piety.

"Welcome Mr. Dao!" Suddenly someone shouted.

A path was opened at the door, and Mr. Bing walked in from the outside wearing a yellow Taoist robe.