A Guest in a Ghost House

Chapter 168: Smoke from ancestral graves

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In the end, Chen Erwa didn't say a word. In the end, she just trembled a few times, and then there was no sound. There was only that look in her eyes, still full of boundless despair.

Wen that giant phantom stuffed Xiao Chen into his mouth directly, and the originally invisible ghost made a teeth-stinging "squeak" sound as the giant phantom opened and closed its mouth and gradually disappeared into the giant phantom. in the mouth.

I understand that Xiao Chen deserved what he deserved, but I couldn't help but shudder when I saw this scene, and I also felt a little chill for Goddess Yan, this old lady is not as harmonious as I usually see.

Luo Wen beside me was trembling all the time, and I also felt very uncomfortable with Goddess Yan's current appearance, so I had nothing to say to Luo Wen, "Scared?"

Luo Wen glanced at me, pale and crying, "How do I write this report?"

I froze for a moment, almost laughed, and then my expression darkened, yes, how many policemen are dead, Goddess Yan has put away the phantom at this time, and the whole phantom shrinks directly behind him, and finally with his The shadows merged together.

Goddess Yan called Luo Wen and told her not to reveal our existence. Then, under Luo Wen's crying eyes, she went back to the car and sat down next to my mother. , said in a very low voice: "Your mother and I are indistinguishable from each other."

I understand what he means, but after seeing Goddess Yan's ability and ruthlessness, I really can't feel relieved like before. However, I also believe Goddess Yan's words, there is a relationship between him and my mother, and it's not bad. It won't be bad for my mother now, but in the future, who can guarantee that, Goddess Yan is like a ticking time bomb in my eyes.

The matter here is over, but the matter of Xueer has not yet started. I patted Luo Wen on the shoulder as a comfort, and then got into the car. This time, there was no further delay, and I went back to my hometown directly. , after talking about Xue'er, Jiaojiao agreed to help him after finishing the work. After all, he didn't know where the body was, and it was not easy to find it in the endless high mountains in his hometown.

My hometown has always been cleaned by relatives. After the room was divided, I fell asleep directly. I was already very sleepy, and I kept dozing off when I was driving. But as soon as I lay on the bed, I didn't feel sleepy anymore. The scene of tonight kept replaying in my mind, and I could only sigh in the end.

Maybe it was because I slept very late last night, and no one called me after dawn. I slept until lunch and then got up. I moved my stiff body and walked out of the room. My mother and Xueer were in the yard of my hometown. , chatting with a group of acquaintances who looked familiar but didn't know what to call them. Of course, for chatting, Mom, Xue'er was mainly praised there.

Under the command of my mother, I said hello one by one before going to dinner, and I made an appointment with Aunt Li, and we went to the place in the photo after dinner, which is the entrance of the village.

Aunt Li did not agree to me, but told me Goddess Yan had other arrangements. I don't quite understand what Aunt Li meant, but maybe because of Lulu, I trust the people in the ghost building, even more than Yan. witch.

After the meal, Goddess Yan came over. He was very prestigious in the surrounding villages. After a simple greeting, he took me to the mass grave behind the ancestral hall.

You must know that although this is a mass grave, ordinary people are not allowed to come. It is said that during the Anti-Japanese War, this is the place where the Japanese killed the whole village. At that time, the corpses were buried directly on the spot. For those who survived For people, what is buried here are their relatives, but for us people today, what is bought here is our elders: grandpa, great-grandpa and so on.

I remember visiting this mass grave once when I was a child, and I was beaten badly, so my memory is very deep. When I stepped in again, the memory of my childhood was completely gone.

Surrounded by thick bamboo, it grows very densely. I don’t know how many generations it has been. In the center surrounded by the bamboo forest, there is a small soil slope covered with weeds. It is as tall as a person. You can't see the ground at all.

And there is a small stone altar on this small slope near the ancestral hall, which is the only evidence that can prove that this is a tomb.

Goddess Yan took me to the side of the altar, took out the incense paper candles from her bag and placed them neatly one by one, before she said to me: "You are of the blood of the Wu family, so I brought you here to pray for the ancestors to protect Xue'er, This place is very cloudy, Xue'er can't come."

I nodded, and then watched Goddess Yan place offerings and light joss sticks. After bowing respectfully, let me also bow in his way. Naturally, I followed suit one by one. A small white bowl. After pouring white wine, I pricked my index finger with a needle and dripped three drops of blood into it.

Then I read a paragraph of text, but Goddess Yan read it very fast, I didn't catch what he said at all. But then, I was surprised to see countless cyan smoke faintly appearing in the small soil slope in front of me, hovering in the mid-air covered by the bamboo forest. I don't know what these are, but I can be sure It's different from anything I've seen before, it's not Yin Qi, ghost Qi, resentment, or resentment.

Goddess Yan yelled: "Kneel down." I was in a daze looking at the smoke, and I was taken aback. I was stunned for a moment before I realized it, and I knelt on the ground respectfully. This is the ancestral grave of our Wu family.

As Goddess Yan muttered words, the blue smoke wandering in mid-air met with each other, and they spun into my blood-dripping bowl, turning the wine in the whole bowl into blue, until all the smoke entered, Goddess Yan Kneel down and kowtow. It looks like it's over.

Just when I thought Goddess Yan would give me the rest of the wine in the bowl, Goddess Yan shook off a little of the unburned incense ash in it, followed by paper ashes and candles, which made me shudder for a while. Nausea, if I drink this thing, to be honest, I really can't drink it.

Fortunately, this is obviously not for me to drink, because after Goddess Yan finished all this, the bowl of wine gradually solidified in my surprised eyes, and finally turned into a blue ball exuding a strange fragrance, saying I can't tell what kind of taste it is, but it's not offensive.

Goddess Yan seemed to be tired too, she sat on the ground for a while before she stood up, her head was covered with sweat, and the hand that picked up the bowl was trembling slightly.