Seventy-seventh bowl of soup (five)
During these days at Lian's house, Qing Huan has been observing the ghost on Grandpa Lian's body. The other party didn't seem to intend to harm Grandpa Lian—or, in other words, wanted to harm Grandpa Lian but couldn't, so it was unwilling to leave, and even more unwilling to leave.
And it is full of hatred for the rest of Lian's family, among other things, Qing Huan has seen the little ghost show that kind of sinister look when he sees Lian several times. All of this is due to the location. If the house hadn't been built here, if the whole family hadn't lived here, their family would have been killed by the little ghosts long ago.
However, it is really difficult to find out what happened back then. It was all a matter of old sesame seed and rotten millet. What's more, even grandpa wanted to completely cover up that kind of disgraceful thing when he was still young. Well, it is simply impossible to find out the truth.
In desperation, Qing Huan can only try to communicate with this ghost, to see if everyone can find a peaceful way to solve the problem, so that both the living and the dead will be happy.
But as soon as she took a step closer, the kid bared his fangs in protest at her, looking at her fiercely, as if he wanted to eat her but was afraid of the thunder mark on her palm. Qing Huan sighed, and lit a piece of soul-inducing incense in the room: "Look at this, let's discuss it, either you go obediently and reincarnate yourself, or I will take you - you won't like the result." Most of the ghosts received by the celestial master are fierce ghosts. They will be suppressed for ninety-nine and eighty-one years, and they will not be able to reincarnate until the resentment in their hearts dissipates. But the eighty-one years of the persecution were not easy. Many ghosts would rather lose their souls than suffer this kind of suffering.
In Qing Huan's heart, including what she saw with her eyes, this little ghost is very vicious. Whether it's sitting on Grandpa Lian's lap for decades, or holding an old man's eyelids to keep him from sleeping day and night, it can be said to be a deep hatred. Even if Grandpa himself is not a good person, this ghost will not be a good ghost after death.
Therefore, she had already made full preparations, keeping her eyes on the little ghost to prevent him from making the next move, and the celadon vial in her hand was ready, waiting for the communication between the two parties to fail to start hunting ghosts.
But then, when the little ghost made a sound, Qing Huan was stunned.
His voice was intermittent, hoarse and slow, with a ghostly aura and a daze that Qing Huan couldn't express.
Lian and his parents have been waiting outside because Qing Huan won't let them in. But it has been more than two hours since Qing Huan went in alone, why hasn't anyone come out yet? Even when I had a glance with my parents, I could still hear voices inside at first, but then it became completely quiet, and I don't know what happened.
If something happened to Qing Huan because of her request, she would never forgive herself. He stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and when he was about to turn it, someone opened it from the inside, and Qing Huan appeared in front of him with a faint light in his eyes. She looks a little different from the cute and cute girl when I first met her. She wears a Taoist robe to drive out ghosts, and she is indeed worthy of the word "celestial master".
At this moment, Qing Huan's expression was very solemn, she looked back at the room, and said to the little ghost on Grandpa Lian's knee: "I will do what I say, and I will help you pick up the bones and bury them, but you have to keep your word, otherwise you Know what I'm up to."
Then she closed the door, and when she looked at Lian's family again, her eyes were full of pity and sadness. Lian's father asked, "What's the matter, can my father be cured?"
Qing Huan said: "These problems are not important anymore, I need you to go with me to a place."
Lian's family members didn't know, so Qing Huan said: "If you want to save Grandpa Lian, there is only one way. I don't want the ghost inside to be scattered. Let the living make up for the dead. After all, this is what your family owes him."
She was a soft-hearted girl, and that was evident at a glance. But now, when this soft-hearted girl mentioned a demented old man with a paralyzed lower body, she showed a disgusted expression.
I can't help but think about what my grandfather did to make people like Qing Huan so disdainful.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, then sighed, and said, "Mom and Dad, listen to Qing Huan, she won't lie to us."
In fact, Qing Huan has lived in Lian's family for almost a month. During this time, she knows Lian's family members well except Grandpa Lian. Compared with Grandpa Lian, the others can be called genetic mutations. .
She took off her Taoist robe and hugged it in her arms, and said, "Let's go to City H."
City H is a very remote county-level city, and it is also the place where the Lian family's ancestral home is located. Today's Lianjia can be said to be known to everyone, and it is a good sign of City H. However, after the Lian family made a fortune, they moved to the capital, leaving only one very old house in H city. In such an old house, the gate is locked all day long and no one comes in or out. Even my grandfather hired someone to guard it, but he didn't allow anyone to enter, let alone approach. Even after his father took over the family business, he continued to follow his father's instructions—he always thought that his father's request was because he was very attached to his hometown.
But judging from the current situation, there must be something that they don't know.
Even my grandfather's wife died early, and even my father basically took care of himself when he was a child. She didn't know what happened to the place more than 30 years ago. As a scholar, he has good academic performance and has been loved by his teachers since he was a child. Grandpa Lian, who was still a foreman at that time, placed great hopes in him, so after the college entrance examination, Lian's father went to further studies, and the next thing he got was the news that Lian's family was soaring into the sky.
At that time, Grandpa Lian was only accompanied by his wife, that is, Lian's grandma. Unfortunately, this old man passed away a long time ago, so no one knows if any strange things happened at that time.
It was obviously the first time to visit Lian's old house, but Qing Huan was familiar with it as if it was in the back mountain of her own house. Lian asked her: "How do you know how to get here? Have you been here before?"
"No." Qing Huan shook her head, "That idiot told me."
"Fool?"
"Oh, it's that little devil who haunts your grandpa." Qing Huan frowned and stopped in front of a big locust tree in the middle of the yard, and glanced at this tree, which was so long that it covered the sky and the sun. The locust tree, feeling the shade, sighed lightly, and lightly scratched the bark with his fingernails, the big locust tree immediately shook its leaves, and bright red blood flowed out from under the bark.
The blood was bright red with black gas, exuding a strong stench.
After taking the pickaxe, shovel and other tools prepared earlier, Qing Huan handed them over to Lian and his father, then pulled Lian's mother aside, and said to the father and son, "Let's start digging."
"I'm coming too..."
"Auntie can't. Auntie doesn't have any family blood on her body. If you come to dig it, you will anger the brat."
Lian didn't know what Qing Huan was going to dig by himself, so he was very careful every time he dug, but as he dug deeper, the branches of the locust tree trembled more and more. This strange scene made both father and son stop Look at the action at hand. Qing Huan stood aside and shouted: "What time is it, can you hurry up, it will be noon in a while, are you planning to have an accident?"
So after digging for more than an hour, I finally dug out the root of the locust tree. At this time, Qing Huan yelled to stop and let the father and son come up, because there were bursts of black air from the tree pit. Sick for more than half a year. She recited a few words of the heart-clearing mantra, spread out her Taoist robe, stretched her hand down, and digged at the roots of the tree bit by bit. After a while, he took out a yellowed human bone.
found it.
Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but Lian was shocked: "This is..."
"You don't know yet." Qing Huan glanced at them, "Kneel down and kowtow three times."
While talking, she was still taking the bones out, putting them together bit by bit to form a complete human figure, after Lian and her father kowtowed three times as promised, Qing Huan asked them: "Do you really want to save Grandpa Lian? "
"think."
"Then I have one more thing, I don't know if you are willing to do it."
"As long as you can save my father, let alone one thing, I am willing to do thousands of things!"
The corners of Qing Huan's mouth twitched slightly: "It's serious, Uncle, there's no need. But this request may be a bit difficult, and you can agree to it depending on the situation. We won't go tonight, you father and son have to be under this tree Guard the spirit for seven days, otherwise that grieving ghost won't let Grandpa Lian go easily."
"What's going on? Who is that ghost? What does it have to do with my grandfather?" Even Qing Huan didn't understand what happened, but Qing Huan didn't say anything.
Because Qing Huan didn't say anything, he asked several times, until Qing Huan sighed: "Do you really want to know? Where are your uncle and aunt?"
"think!"
Qing Huan sighed again, and she found that the frequency of her sighing had skyrocketed in recent days. In this point, she is different from her master, who always wants to tell everyone what she knows, but Qing Huan feels that if hiding something can make kind people happier, then what's wrong? Especially for this kind of crime that shouldn't be Lian Lai's turn at all, the real culprit should be found.
Sometimes knowing nothing is a kind of happiness.
She stretched her waist, "Let's do this first, I'm hungry, I'll eat first, and I'll tell you what's going on after the meal."
As she said that, she lit another soul-inducing incense on the spirit cover of the Bone Sky, and then silently recited a few scriptures on the past life—of course, it had no effect as usual.