Chapter 929
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The hell soldiers and t-shirt men stood for a while, then disappeared, and the hazy white fog on the bridge disappeared.
I was relieved for a long time. Taoist priest Yiqing was bitten on the shoulder. Fortunately, the T-shirt man took sticky rice with him to pull out the poison.
This old way is very particular. Wrap the glutinous rice in a handkerchief, pat the wound gently, and then "hiss" to suck in the air conditioner. If I could just grab the glutinous rice and put it on
At this time, the old rag collector on the ground woke up. Ouch, ouch, I went to see his injury with T-shirt man. The old man saw us and asked in surprise, "where are you from?"
I didn't tell the truth. I only said that it was a passing practitioner. The old man caught my hand and said, "that's the master. Is he here to catch ghosts?"
"Catch the ghost? What is the situation here, old man? " I asked.
The old man sighed and said that several years ago, the leading group of Suiyang district was handed over and the new officials took office. They wanted to rebuild the ancient city of Suiyang and develop the tourism industry. Soon after the project was approved, a construction team came to lay the foundation.
Suiyang district is surrounded by water on all sides, which is a four-way pattern. The old people who live here know that it is actually the moat in the past. The construction team dug along the river, and soon dug out some blue bricks of the ancient city wall, and buried some white bones in it. As soon as they dug out these things, the river began to emit black gas, which scared the construction team to bury again.
Since then, there have been many strange things in Suiyang district. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, there will be heavy fog every night. In the fog, some ancient people with incomplete body will run out and cry while walking.
In the evening, I didn't dare to sleep at all. There were some ancient soldiers who were as thin as firewood, carrying weapons and patrolling around, chasing people when they saw them.
The residents who live here have been in trouble one after another, or they are possessed by fierce ghosts, crying and making noise suddenly, which is still light. Some people are mysteriously missing every three to five. A young man of the old man's neighbor's family disappeared for more than half a month. Later, he was found in the river. He seemed to be tortured by lingchi. His flesh was cut completely, not to mention how miserable
At that time, people were in a panic. No one dared to go out at night, but they couldn't stay at home. Three families died in a strange way. It is said that he died in a strange way, which scared a coroner out of mental illness. The government blocked the news.
But the news still leaked out. The old man also heard some rumors. It is said that in one of the families, the man killed his wife and children, chopped them up and cooked them in a pot. He stayed at home for less than half a month. His neighbors thought the family had gone on a tour. They didn't open the door until they smelled the odor. They found that the man had been hanged. There was still a pot of human soup in the pot. He had an ear in his mouth.
The common people of Suiyang district went to the municipal government to petition for a shutdown. After the shutdown, the strange things didn't stop. It's impossible to go on like this, so all the people who can escape have moved away, leaving some old, weak, sick and disabled here to die!
Fortunately, a senior man came here a few years ago and did a magic work here. He asked every family to prepare a pickle jar to hang on the door frame. Gao Ren said that the ghosts here have a history of thousands of years. They are very angry and can't be subdued at once. He told everyone not to go out after dark. With the protection of pickle jar, staying at home would never be OK.
Gao Ren is really good at Taoism. We can't go out at night. We haven't had an accident again. Although we can hear the sound of crying and howling outside the window, we are used to it as time goes by
The old man was also unlucky. Today, he went out to collect the rags and let the city management detain the car. He said he broke his tongue and then asked for the car back. As a result, it was already dark when he came back. If we didn't help him in time, we might not see his wife.
Speaking of this, the old man wiped a few tears and knelt down to kowtow to us to thank him. I quickly helped him and said, "old man, please do me a favor. Isn't this our birthday?"
"If you don't mind, go to my house and have a cup of tea." Said the old man.
I just heard what he said. I'd like to see the pickle jar left by this expert. After consulting with the T-shirt man and the Taoist priest Yiqing, I agreed.
Along the way, I noticed that every house was dark with lights, and there was a pickle jar hanging on the door frame. It felt like a ghost town. From time to time, we can still meet one or two spirits. In the attitude of not wanting to do much, we try to avoid it.
After arriving at the old man's house, an old lady came out and scolded him for coming back. She was worried to death. The old man said it wasn't us. He was afraid that he would not come back. The old lady thanked me and poured us three cups of tea.
I looked at the pickle jar hanging under the door frame and asked the old man if he could take it down and have a look. The old man said, "yes, yes, master, just look."
I took off the pickle jar and found that the whole jar was sealed with red cloth and clay. I carefully scratched the clay with the tip of my knife. When I opened the jar, the smell made us frown.
I found a plastic bag and poured out the contents of the jar. As a result, a big lump of things flowed out, accompanied by a splash of smelly water. When the Taoist priest got angry, he took a few steps back and scolded: "boy, you almost splashed on my clothes. Be careful if I chop you!"His Taoist robe is dirty, grey and bloody. Do you care about one or two drops of smelly water?
I casually said: "lying trough, as for you?"
T-shirt man explained that Taoist priest Yiqing was the golden immortal of Taoism, and these filth would make his magic ineffective, so it was forbidden to touch him.
The things poured out of the pickle jar were very soggy. There was a rotten dead snake with only a skeleton, a wooden Figurine, and a lump of rotten meat, which was covered with rotten liquid. I used a bamboo stick to poke through it, studied the rotten meat for a while, and found that it was a placenta, which was carved by the roots of the old Sophora tree more than 20 years ago.
T-shirt man also came to sniff, said: "in addition, there are blood, body oil, baby hair ash!"
When we were studying, Taoist Yiqing stood three steps away, his face looked contemptuous and disgusted. He usually contacted with tall materials such as herbs, cinnabar and ginseng. His psychological endurance to these filth was very low. But I've been a Yin merchant for so many years. I've been cooking hot pot with human intestines and mixing pig excrement with my hands. These can only be regarded as pediatrics. Maybe they are separated by mountains?
I concluded, "these things are really gloomy."
T-shirt man explained: "it's a way of using Yin to control Yin. With this thing hanging at home, the Yin is naturally heavy, forming a barrier to cover the Yang."
I nodded. Actually, I can think of this method, but after all, it doesn't cure the symptoms or the root causes. It seems that this superior person has no ability.
"The old man said:" the pickled jar thief is more effective than any family's safety token or evil fighting sword. After hanging it, nothing happened
I asked, "old man, have you often been ill these years?"
The old man was shocked and lost color: "you are really an expert. To tell you the truth, my wife's asthma has become more and more severe in recent years. I also have rheumatism and arthritis. When it rains in cloudy days, it hurts badly."
I sighed lightly: "there is such a heavy thing of Yin Qi hanging at home. It's strange that I'm not sick!"
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The hell soldiers and t-shirt men stood for a while, then disappeared, and the hazy white fog on the bridge disappeared.
I was relieved for a long time. Taoist priest Yiqing was bitten on the shoulder. Fortunately, the T-shirt man took sticky rice with him to pull out the poison.
This old way is very particular. Wrap the glutinous rice in a handkerchief, pat the wound gently, and then "hiss" to suck in the air conditioner. If I could just grab the glutinous rice and put it on
At this time, the old rag collector on the ground woke up. Ouch, ouch, I went to see his injury with T-shirt man. The old man saw us and asked in surprise, "where are you from?"
I didn't tell the truth. I only said that it was a passing practitioner. The old man caught my hand and said, "that's the master. Is he here to catch ghosts?"
"Catch the ghost? What is the situation here, old man? " I asked.
The old man sighed and said that several years ago, the leading group of Suiyang district was handed over and the new officials took office. They wanted to rebuild the ancient city of Suiyang and develop the tourism industry. Soon after the project was approved, a construction team came to lay the foundation.
Suiyang district is surrounded by water on all sides, which is a four-way pattern. The old people who live here know that it is actually the moat in the past. The construction team dug along the river, and soon dug out some blue bricks of the ancient city wall, and buried some white bones in it. As soon as they dug out these things, the river began to emit black gas, which scared the construction team to bury again.
Since then, there have been many strange things in Suiyang district. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, there will be heavy fog every night. In the fog, some ancient people with incomplete body will run out and cry while walking.
In the evening, I didn't dare to sleep at all. There were some ancient soldiers who were as thin as firewood, carrying weapons and patrolling around, chasing people when they saw them.
The residents who live here have been in trouble one after another, or they are possessed by fierce ghosts, crying and making noise suddenly, which is still light. Some people are mysteriously missing every three to five. A young man of the old man's neighbor's family disappeared for more than half a month. Later, he was found in the river. He seemed to be tortured by lingchi. His flesh was cut completely, not to mention how miserable
At that time, people were in a panic. No one dared to go out at night, but they couldn't stay at home. Three families died in a strange way. It is said that he died in a strange way, which scared a coroner out of mental illness. The government blocked the news.
But the news still leaked out. The old man also heard some rumors. It is said that in one of the families, the man killed his wife and children, chopped them up and cooked them in a pot. He stayed at home for less than half a month. His neighbors thought the family had gone on a tour. They didn't open the door until they smelled the odor. They found that the man had been hanged. There was still a pot of human soup in the pot. He had an ear in his mouth.
The common people of Suiyang district went to the municipal government to petition for a shutdown. After the shutdown, the strange things didn't stop. It's impossible to go on like this, so all the people who can escape have moved away, leaving some old, weak, sick and disabled here to die!
Fortunately, a senior man came here a few years ago and did a magic work here. He asked every family to prepare a pickle jar to hang on the door frame. Gao Ren said that the ghosts here have a history of thousands of years. They are very angry and can't be subdued at once. He told everyone not to go out after dark. With the protection of pickle jar, staying at home would never be OK.
Gao Ren is really good at Taoism. We can't go out at night. We haven't had an accident again. Although we can hear the sound of crying and howling outside the window, we are used to it as time goes by
The old man was also unlucky. Today, he went out to collect the rags and let the city management detain the car. He said he broke his tongue and then asked for the car back. As a result, it was already dark when he came back. If we didn't help him in time, we might not see his wife.
Speaking of this, the old man wiped a few tears and knelt down to kowtow to us to thank him. I quickly helped him and said, "old man, please do me a favor. Isn't this our birthday?"
"If you don't mind, go to my house and have a cup of tea." Said the old man.
I just heard what he said. I'd like to see the pickle jar left by this expert. After consulting with the T-shirt man and the Taoist priest Yiqing, I agreed.
Along the way, I noticed that every house was dark with lights, and there was a pickle jar hanging on the door frame. It felt like a ghost town. From time to time, we can still meet one or two spirits. In the attitude of not wanting to do much, we try to avoid it.
After arriving at the old man's house, an old lady came out and scolded him for coming back. She was worried to death. The old man said it wasn't us. He was afraid that he would not come back. The old lady thanked me and poured us three cups of tea.
I looked at the pickle jar hanging under the door frame and asked the old man if he could take it down and have a look. The old man said, "yes, yes, master, just look."
I took off the pickle jar and found that the whole jar was sealed with red cloth and clay. I carefully scratched the clay with the tip of my knife. When I opened the jar, the smell made us frown.
I found a plastic bag and poured out the contents of the jar. As a result, a big lump of things flowed out, accompanied by a splash of smelly water. When the Taoist priest got angry, he took a few steps back and scolded: "boy, you almost splashed on my clothes. Be careful if I chop you!"His Taoist robe is dirty, grey and bloody. Do you care about one or two drops of smelly water?
I casually said: "lying trough, as for you?"
T-shirt man explained that Taoist priest Yiqing was the golden immortal of Taoism, and these filth would make his magic ineffective, so it was forbidden to touch him.
The things poured out of the pickle jar were very soggy. There was a rotten dead snake with only a skeleton, a wooden Figurine, and a lump of rotten meat, which was covered with rotten liquid. I used a bamboo stick to poke through it, studied the rotten meat for a while, and found that it was a placenta, which was carved by the roots of the old Sophora tree more than 20 years ago.
T-shirt man also came to sniff, said: "in addition, there are blood, body oil, baby hair ash!"
When we were studying, Taoist Yiqing stood three steps away, his face looked contemptuous and disgusted. He usually contacted with tall materials such as herbs, cinnabar and ginseng. His psychological endurance to these filth was very low. But I've been a Yin merchant for so many years. I've been cooking hot pot with human intestines and mixing pig excrement with my hands. These can only be regarded as pediatrics. Maybe they are separated by mountains?
I concluded, "these things are really gloomy."
T-shirt man explained: "it's a way of using Yin to control Yin. With this thing hanging at home, the Yin is naturally heavy, forming a barrier to cover the Yang."
I nodded. Actually, I can think of this method, but after all, it doesn't cure the symptoms or the root causes. It seems that this superior person has no ability.
"The old man said:" the pickled jar thief is more effective than any family's safety token or evil fighting sword. After hanging it, nothing happened
I asked, "old man, have you often been ill these years?"
The old man was shocked and lost color: "you are really an expert. To tell you the truth, my wife's asthma has become more and more severe in recent years. I also have rheumatism and arthritis. When it rains in cloudy days, it hurts badly."
I sighed lightly: "there is such a heavy thing of Yin Qi hanging at home. It's strange that I'm not sick!"
The hell soldiers and t-shirt men stood for a while, then disappeared, and the hazy white fog on the bridge disappeared. I was relieved for a long time. Taoist priest Yiqing was bitten on the shoulder. Fortunately, the T-shirt man took sticky rice with him to pull out the poison. This old way is very particular. Wrap the glutinous rice in a handkerchief, pat the wound gently, and then "hiss" to suck in the air conditioner. If I could just grab the glutinous rice and put it on At this time, the old rag collector on the ground woke up. Ouch, ouch, I went to see his injury with T-shirt man. The old man saw us and asked in surprise, "where are you from?" I didn't tell the truth. I only said that it was a passing practitioner. The old man caught my hand and said, "that's the master. Is he here to catch ghosts?" "Catch the ghost? What is the situation here, old man? " I asked. The old man sighed and said that several years ago, the leading group of Suiyang district was handed over and the new officials took office. They wanted to rebuild the ancient city of Suiyang and develop the tourism industry. Soon after the project was approved, a construction team came to lay the foundation. Suiyang district is surrounded by water on all sides, which is a four-way pattern. The old people who live here know that it is actually the moat in the past. The construction team dug along the river, and soon dug out some blue bricks of the ancient city wall, and buried some white bones in it. As soon as they dug out these things, the river began to emit black gas, which scared the construction team to bury again. Since then, there have been many strange things in Suiyang district. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, there will be heavy fog every night. In the fog, some ancient people with incomplete body will run out and cry while walking. In the evening, I didn't dare to sleep at all. There were some ancient soldiers who were as thin as firewood, carrying weapons and patrolling around, chasing people when they saw them. The residents who live here have been in trouble one after another, or they are possessed by fierce ghosts, crying and making noise suddenly, which is still light. Some people are mysteriously missing every three to five. A young man of the old man's neighbor's family disappeared for more than half a month. Later, he was found in the river. He seemed to be tortured by lingchi. His flesh was cut completely, not to mention how miserable At that time, people were in a panic. No one dared to go out at night, but they couldn't stay at home. Three families died in a strange way. It is said that he died in a strange way, which scared a coroner out of mental illness. The government blocked the news. But the news still leaked out. The old man also heard some rumors. It is said that in one of the families, the man killed his wife and children, chopped them up and cooked them in a pot. He stayed at home for less than half a month. His neighbors thought the family had gone on a tour. They didn't open the door until they smelled the odor. They found that the man had been hanged. There was still a pot of human soup in the pot. He had an ear in his mouth. The common people of Suiyang district went to the municipal government to petition for a shutdown. After the shutdown, the strange things didn't stop. It's impossible to go on like this, so all the people who can escape have moved away, leaving some old, weak, sick and disabled here to die! Fortunately, a senior man came here a few years ago and did a magic work here. He asked every family to prepare a pickle jar to hang on the door frame. Gao Ren said that the ghosts here have a history of thousands of years. They are very angry and can't be subdued at once. He told everyone not to go out after dark. With the protection of pickle jar, staying at home would never be OK. Gao Ren is really good at Taoism. We can't go out at night. We haven't had an accident again. Although we can hear the sound of crying and howling outside the window, we are used to it as time goes by The old man was also unlucky. Today, he went out to collect the rags and let the city management detain the car. He said he broke his tongue and then asked for the car back. As a result, it was already dark when he came back. If we didn't help him in time, we might not see his wife. Speaking of this, the old man wiped a few tears and knelt down to kowtow to us to thank him. I quickly helped him and said, "old man, please do me a favor. Isn't this our birthday?" "If you don't mind, go to my house and have a cup of tea." Said the old man. I just heard what he said. I'd like to see the pickle jar left by this expert. After consulting with the T-shirt man and the Taoist priest Yiqing, I agreed. Along the way, I noticed that every house was dark with lights, and there was a pickle jar hanging on the door frame. It felt like a ghost town. From time to time, we can still meet one or two spirits. In the attitude of not wanting to do much, we try to avoid it. After arriving at the old man's house, an old lady came out and scolded him for coming back. She was worried to death. The old man said it wasn't us. He was afraid that he would not come back. The old lady thanked me and poured us three cups of tea. I looked at the pickle jar hanging under the door frame and asked the old man if he could take it down and have a look. The old man said, "yes, yes, master, just look." I took off the pickle jar and found that the whole jar was sealed with red cloth and clay. I carefully scratched the clay with the tip of my knife. When I opened the jar, the smell made us frown. I found a plastic bag and poured out the contents of the jar. As a result, a big lump of things flowed out, accompanied by a splash of smelly water. When the Taoist priest got angry, he took a few steps back and scolded: "boy, you almost splashed on my clothes. Be careful if I chop you!"His Taoist robe is dirty, grey and bloody. Do you care about one or two drops of smelly water? I casually said: "lying trough, as for you?" T-shirt man explained that Taoist priest Yiqing was the golden immortal of Taoism, and these filth would make his magic ineffective, so it was forbidden to touch him. The things poured out of the pickle jar were very soggy. There was a rotten dead snake with only a skeleton, a wooden Figurine, and a lump of rotten meat, which was covered with rotten liquid. I used a bamboo stick to poke through it, studied the rotten meat for a while, and found that it was a placenta, which was carved by the roots of the old Sophora tree more than 20 years ago. T-shirt man also came to sniff, said: "in addition, there are blood, body oil, baby hair ash!" When we were studying, Taoist Yiqing stood three steps away, his face looked contemptuous and disgusted. He usually contacted with tall materials such as herbs, cinnabar and ginseng. His psychological endurance to these filth was very low. But I've been a Yin merchant for so many years. I've been cooking hot pot with human intestines and mixing pig excrement with my hands. These can only be regarded as pediatrics. Maybe they are separated by mountains? I concluded, "these things are really gloomy." T-shirt man explained: "it's a way of using Yin to control Yin. With this thing hanging at home, the Yin is naturally heavy, forming a barrier to cover the Yang." I nodded. Actually, I can think of this method, but after all, it doesn't cure the symptoms or the root causes. It seems that this superior person has no ability. "The old man said:" the pickled jar thief is more effective than any family's safety token or evil fighting sword. After hanging it, nothing happened I asked, "old man, have you often been ill these years?" The old man was shocked and lost color: "you are really an expert. To tell you the truth, my wife's asthma has become more and more severe in recent years. I also have rheumatism and arthritis. When it rains in cloudy days, it hurts badly." I sighed lightly: "there is such a heavy thing of Yin Qi hanging at home. It's strange that I'm not sick!"
