The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 25 His Dead Father

This time, I went to Dongshan, the place where I got lost twice.

To be honest, I was very apprehensive in my heart.

Although the blood-colored stele has been suppressed by that man with a silver talisman, I don't know exactly what happened.

I vaguely remember the horrible scene when I looked back at that time.

Although that picture is no longer in my mind, the feeling of fear is still torturing my nerves repeatedly in my mind.

I walked this road very slowly, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as being cautious.

When I walked into Dongshan, I felt my body cool down immediately.

This kind of cold is the kind of cold that oozes from the bones, the cold penetrates into the heart, and makes my whole body feel like falling into an ice cave.

The mutton fat jade on the chest played a role again at this time, and waves of warmth radiated from my chest, helping me resist the cold.

I gritted my teeth and walked up the mountain step by step.

I don't know if the man's seal played a role, but I didn't get lost, and I didn't faint again. I just walked so simply, and I came to the grave of the Liu family ancestors again.

Under the illumination of the soul-guiding lamp, the desolate grass produces countless mysterious shadows, which look like eerie ghosts from a distance.

Looking at the small raised hills one after another, when I think of someone buried in it, it is very likely that a ghost will crawl out just like in the novel, I feel very horrified.

If it really crawled out, I would not be afraid, after all, I have seen so many ghosts.

But this kind of eerie scene where something seems to crawl out at any time is the scariest.

Far away, I seem to see something.

A ball of yellow light drifted past my eyes, so scared that I couldn't help shivering.

I couldn't stop cheering myself up: "Ou Ning, you are afraid of a fart! You are not even afraid of the dead, are you afraid of a few wild ghosts?"

I bit the tip of my tongue hard, straightened my chest, and walked over with my head held high.

Not to mention, as soon as I walked forward with full momentum, the yellow light actually disappeared.

However, what followed was a burst of low crying.

crying?
What the hell, it's past three o'clock in the middle of the night, who has nothing to do to cry in the cemetery?
Could it be that those dead ghosts during the day feel that they died unjustly, so they are crying here?
Thinking of the tragic deaths of those men, I felt a urge to urinate and couldn't help shivering.

Wipe, I almost peed!

I resisted the urge to urinate and walked forward step by step.

I really admire myself. I dared to break into the cemetery alone when I was only seven years old. Could this be the fine tradition of my old Ou family?
This tradition is also unique.

At this time, I can still think wildly. It is estimated that this is another tradition in our family-nervousness.

Don't look at evil, don't hear anything.

I kept in mind what my grandfather said, ignored the crying, and continued walking.

I want to look for the forest where Nobita disappeared. Fortunately, this guy didn't disappear after running to the blood-colored stone tablet. Otherwise, I wouldn't go looking for him if I killed him.

Not to mention, I ignored the crying, and the crying gradually disappeared.

But the crying disappeared, and bursts of 'giggle' laughter sounded again.

I'm rough, you are crying and laughing at the same time, are you making fun of my young master?

See no evil, hear nothing...

I continued to recite the ancestral precepts of my grandfather, and continued walking with the soul lamp.

The laughter also gradually faded away with my footsteps.

The sound of crying and laughing sounded again, the sound was like a song like weeping, faint like a singing voice from the sky, and like a sad ditty close to your ears, you can't even listen to it, just want to meditate Neither.

With a cold face, I didn't read the ancestral precepts again, but looked at the voice of crying and laughing.

A figure wearing a gray cloth shirt with his back to me gradually appeared in front of my eyes.

He was facing a grave at this time, his body was heaving and falling from time to time, laughing and crying while talking.

'call……'

I let out a sigh of relief, it's human!

Are there really people who come here for more than half a year to visit the grave?
His uncle, almost scared the young master to death.

I listened carefully to a few words, only to hear the man crying: "Ancestor, I'm sorry for you! I deserve to die for causing you to be treated like this after death!"

Then, the guy laughed again: "Hehe, ancestors, don't be afraid, I will erect a tall monument for you some day, and make the graves big for you, and burn more paper, so that you can live comfortably."

I recognized it, isn't this guy Liu Dazhuang?

Is this insanity?People blow up graves during the day, but feel uneasy at night and run here to apologize to the ancestors for psychological comfort?

I walked over step by step, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Why are you crying? Are you afraid of scaring someone to death?"

The moment my hand touched that person's shoulder, I regretted it.

Because my touch is cold, the feeling is like touching a dead person, without any popularity.

Sure enough, when the man turned around, he saw an old face like a chrysanthemum. This old face was covered with mud, with long hair and blue skin. Under the light of the soul-inducing lamp, it looked so stern and terrifying.

"what……"

I yelled loudly at the same time as him.

"you you you……"

I pointed at the man tremblingly, no, it was the ghost.

The guy also pointed at me tremblingly: "You, you, you..."

I wanted to run, but when I saw the soul lamp in my hand, I forced myself to hold down my thigh again, and pinched it hard.

The pain brought me back to my senses: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

That guy got up and said: "I am the dead father of that bastard Liu Dazhuang, you say I am a human or a ghost."

Liu Dazhuang's dead father?Is there even a need to ask?They are all dead, of course they are ghosts.

I felt my scalp go numb: "Why don't you just lie down in the coffin and come out and cry?"

Liu Dazhuang's dead father wailed: "The bastard blew up my grave, how can I still lie down?"

Uh……

It turned out that the one that was blown up during the day was Liu Dazhuang's father's grave, no wonder this guy squatted there crying and mourning for a long time.

He asked me back, "You, are you the grandson of Old Outou?"

I nodded: "Yes, yes... what do you want to do?"

As soon as I finished asking, this guy knelt down in front of me and said, "I beg you, please help me."

what?
I opened my mouth wide, and it took me a long time to calm myself down, and stammered: "I, I'm just a child, you, how do you want me to help you?"

Liu Dazhuang's father said: "Aren't your Ou family a family of ghost doctors?"

I nodded blankly: "Yes."

Liu Dazhuang's father gritted his teeth and said, "Then you help me teach that Liu Dazhuang a lesson. His kid blew up the ancestral grave, so he must be reburied for us."

"call"

I let out a sigh of relief, it turned out to be this!It's easy, I'll just go back and talk to Liu Dazhuang, even if his father doesn't talk about it, I guess Liu Dazhuang will have to rearrange his family's ancestral grave.

I was thinking about how to answer him.

Liu Dazhuang's father handed me a shiny thin slice as if offering a treasure, and said, "I know the rules, and I honor you in this matter."

ah?I glanced at the slice, and remembered the slice that my grandfather had received from Liu Quan. Maybe it was the reward for helping the ghosts solve their problems. Once I accepted this slice, I would help them.

Should I take it or not?
(End of this chapter)