How could you not know him? They are the people from the mysterious courtyard in the town!
As I grow older, I am no longer as ignorant as I was when I was a child. I vaguely know in my heart that these people should be the same people who work for the country like Old Man Jiang, but although they wear military uniforms, they are definitely different from ordinary soldiers.
Nonsense, what if an ordinary soldier could tangle with an old magician and even obey his orders
Over the years, Old Man Jiang has occasionally gone to town once in a while. The frequency is not good, only once every two or three months. Very occasionally, he will take me with him. I just want to go to town to have fun. I sneaked away to watch a movie, but I still had contact with people in the small courtyard. Some people left, some came, and some stayed.
They would not talk to me about the sensitive topic of identity, but this did not affect their kindness to me. As soon as I opened the door, the bearded man in charge, who opened the door for me when we first met, smiled and opened the door. Greeting: "Third baby, long time no see. You've grown white and tender again. Why aren't you a girl?"
I gritted my teeth. This bearded man’s name was Hu Xueman (the name of a book friend is used here, and the character name will be officially collected in two days). He loved to tease me the most. I took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Aunt Xueman, Long time no see. Why have you grown your beard? Let’s shave it off.”
"This kid." Xueman's name is a bit feminine, so it became a weapon for me to fight back against him. He smiled coquettishly and led the people behind him into the house.
I have never seen so many people in the small courtyard, and I secretly wondered where Hu Xueman got this young man from.
A group of people entered the yard and walked straight towards Old Man Jiang. A young boy who looked not much older than me saw Old Man Jiang and almost fell over in excitement. He managed to stabilize himself and stammered. To: "Master Jiang, I am from the xx channel of xx..."
Old Man Jiang chuckled, waved his hand to interrupt him, and said: "As soon as you announced your family status, I felt ashamed. We are independent people who don't have so many rules. You should stop doing this, ah."
It turned out that the boy was preparing to salute Old Man Jiang, but Old Man Jiang was the least particular about this.
The boy's face flushed with excitement, and he said: "My master said you are a man of great ability. When I see you today, I am really, really..."
Old Man Jiang looked at him with a smile, patted his shoulder, and told him not to be so excited. He turned to Hu Xueman and asked, "Why did this young kid come in?"
"This kid has some talent. His master just wants to practice it." Hu Xueman said respectfully from the side.
"Nonsense, is this a good experience? Our department is said to be free. It can be free for more than ten or twenty years. Once something happens, there is no guarantee that it will be troubled all year round. And how dangerous it is. You don't know. Let the children come. Experience?" Old Man Jiang became angry.
The young boy was a little scared and anxious, and said quickly: "Master Jiang, no, no, that's not the case. Master said that his abilities are limited. We happen to have an uncle in this department who is an expert in this department." Duo, then he asked me to come, he said... He said he hoped that I would gain real skills and truly come into contact with the world that he could not come into contact with, and that there was still Tao."
Old Man Jiang did not get angry with the child and asked: "How old are you this year? What is your uncle's name?"
"I am 18 this year. My uncle's name is Cao Xing'an, his Taoist name is..."
"Well, when you join this department, you won't have to talk about your reputation. Cao Xing'an is also a man of some ability. Hu Xueman, no matter what, take good care of this child. Don't let this child participate in Operation No. 5." Old Man Jiang After pondering for a while, he made a decision.
Hu Xueman nodded in agreement and looked at me, wanting to ask Old Man Jiang something, but Old Man Jiang said: "Go and get rid of the cow carcasses in the cattle pen. Be careful. The insect is acting strangely. I'm a rough guy." Even if it is under this yard, it is an inhuman thing, so I can’t tell.”
"The cow corpse is going to..." Hu Xueman asked from the side.
"Burn it, but bury it properly. If you don't need it for salvation, it will increase its karma. Maybe those who can be reincarnated in a human body will not be able to be reincarnated because of this." Old Man Jiang ordered.
At this time, Huijue said sourly to the side: "Oh, you are so majestic. Why can't you see our Buddhist people? What a bad luck! There are no Buddhists in this group. Can’t I let you do it alone?”
Old Man Jiang glanced sideways at Hui Jue and cursed in Shaanxi dialect: "Gua p!"
Huijue was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Without saying a word, he stood up and kicked the old man Jiang who was squatting on the ground. He scolded: "If the tiger doesn't show its power, you will be regarded as a sick cat." "
I slapped my forehead helplessly, turned around and admired the flowers and plants very carefully.
Then there was a burst of coughing in the yard, and the dozen or so people who came in didn't even look back, and ran to the cattle pen in a swarm.
Su Rou smiled stupidly there and said: "Master Jiang, Master Hui, you are so funny."
"Fat man, what do you know? Go and do it! If you don't, believe it or not, I'll beat you?"
"Little Fatty Wen'er (Fat Baby), are you feeling itchy?"
I 'admired' the flowers and plants as I walked along, laughing half to death in my heart, Surou, aren't you quite clever? Does your baby have this day too
This night was extremely dark, with not a single star in the sky. Even the remaining crescent moon was obscured by clouds from time to time.
There was only a dim oil lamp hanging in the yard, and it made a "squeaking, squeaking" sound when the cold north wind blew.
In front of the courtyard gate, there is an altar. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the faces of paper figures and horses have some unexplainable meaning that makes people feel uncomfortable. Occasionally, the yellow curtain of the altar is blown by the wind, which always makes people feel uncomfortable. It feels like bugs are coming out.
The courtyard was quiet and dark. I was sitting alone in the middle of the courtyard, with a cold bench under my butt. I had been sitting for half an hour, but I still couldn’t feel hot because I was cold all over.
In front of me, there was a strange, red liquid, and a white candle-like thing stood burning in the liquid, emitting a stream similar to the sweat mixed with the blood under the skin after strenuous exercise. The special flowing taste is a little hot and a little fishy.
Around me, there were densely painted complex formation patterns, with a few shining black and white stones seemingly randomly placed on several points of the formation.
I looked up and saw the squeaking oil lamp hanging above my head. I cursed my cheap master for the thousandth time in my heart.
"Let Sanwa'er guide you. He was born with a strong spirituality, almost yang and yin. I have made up for him over the years. Who of your yang bodies can have as strong blood as his? Do you understand? Only when the blood is strong, can you By locking his three souls and seven souls, his soul will not be weak and disperse due to overflowing spiritual senses, nor will the situation like when he was a child that he could not lock his soul happen again." This is Old Man Jiang. The order given to everyone is to lure out the hungry ghost insect tonight, and I am the one who will lead out the cunning hungry ghost insect.
He was afraid that others would not be convinced, so he revealed all the things that happened to me when I was a child, but he almost didn't say that when I was a child, my soul would fly out of my body at any time, so it attracted hundreds of ghosts who wanted to take over my body. It was his wise move. of.
Well, he was the one who wanted to be my master for nothing!
Therefore, if the master is willing to take advantage of me, I will be sold!
Regardless of Hu Xueman's repeated emphasis on the danger, regardless of Huijue's concern, and regardless of the crisp meat left here by 'Xiao Po' who hesitated to take my place, I was placed on a stool in the middle of the yard and was not allowed to object. .
At that time, Old Man Jiang glared and cursed: "If he can't cope with this, then he will follow me in vain. His skills? He has been practicing since he was seven years old. Is it in vain? Let him sit there. Who dares to object? I Who to slap!"
So, I sat here tragically. After so many years of education from him, I respected the teacher deeply in my bones, even if on the surface Old Man Jiang and I liked to ridicule and ridicule each other.
But even so, this feeling is really uncomfortable, and the discomfort does not prevent me from scolding him a thousand times in my heart. People who are decisively killed by a bullet, and people who know that the bullet is going to hit themselves, but still have to endure the wait. People, can they feel the same
I don't know whether I'm looking forward to the hungry ghost insect appearing, or hoping that it will appear in this life. In this contradictory psychology, time passes by, and a dark cloud covers the moon again.