Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 288 Hundred Ghosts Night Walk
Walking along the river for a while, 200 meters away, there seems to be some movement in the ditch. Looking at it from afar, there are a few small flames floating on the water of the ditch. At first, I thought it was a lotus flower. Light, but if you take a closer look, the flames are reddish and green against the surface of the water, and the faint light of the fire is like the bones and phosphorus in a mass grave, shining faintly and frighteningly!

It doesn't take a Taoist master with knowledge and winks, even a flat-headed fool can see the weirdness of the flames on the water in the ditch. The ghost flames on the water are either dirty things in the water, or ghosts who fell into the water and drowned.

In the middle of the night in Hegou, it is not uncommon to meet a lonely ghost, not to mention it is the Ching Ming Ghost Festival, along the way along the Hegouzi, I heard a few children giggling faintly. Yingying's will-o'-the-wisps loomed faintly on the surface of the water, and the closer you got, the less real it was, but when I reached the bank of the will-o'-the-wisp's seedling, I took a peek, and the water was calm and quiet, and there was no laughter of the will-o'-the-wisps at all. Didn't show the slightest difference.

Stunning my feet for a moment, I lifted my feet and walked forward. The small cold wind at night, especially in the place along the river, the night wind is always a little bit cold, and the cold wind blows, With some dust and dust, I squinted my eyes slightly against the wind, but at the moment of squinting, I turned my head to look into the small river ditch, vaguely like a child undulating on the water, crisp and fresh. Crying and shouting twice, half of the exhalation, he was choked by the river water directly, his little head bumped twice on the water surface, seeing a wave of ripples, the child slowly submerged in the water.

For a moment, looking at the child who didn't get into the water, I really paused at the moment, but when I thought about it, I curled my lips and laughed. It's okay to meet a child falling into the water in broad daylight, but in the middle of the night, it's another Tomb-sweeping day, whose children are still out for a walk, making such a trick that no fool would believe, this kid who drowned and found a substitute also took great pains!
Not far from the shore, small water bubbles appeared with ripples. I pouted and looked at it and smiled. I reached out and picked up a small stone by the side of the road. With a wave of my hand, the two water bubbles hit it far away, and I raised my neck. Pulling the voice to that voice, "Ghost Yaozi is gone!"

"The ghost is gone!" He roared twice, two voices full of air, and the bubbling river surface became silent after a few moments, and the green flames flickered faintly a few times Next, the stand-in kid was silent.

Ordinarily, in the past, when the drowned ghost was reincarnated, he had to find a substitute to pay for the dead ghost before he could be reincarnated. This old ghost catches imps and passes them on from generation to generation.
With these two voices yelling, taking advantage of the night breeze, my mind became more energetic, I lifted my feet forward, and ran all the way towards the train station. It took less than half an hour, and I was almost there.

It was half a minute past midnight, and after crossing the river ditch, I walked along the road, passing a few streets and alleys crookedly, and looking forward from a long distance, I saw a dark alley ahead, and directly in front of the alley, a spacious Cross the road, cross the cross road, it is estimated that there are only two streets, and you will arrive at the train station.Looking at the past from a hundred meters away, facing the moon, the crossroads are outside. The darkness reveals an indistinct depth. Outside the old streets and alleys, there is silence, desolation, and a rare sense of desolation.

The night was getting dark, probably only between twelve o'clock and one o'clock. I walked forward towards the deep alley, and at the end it was a north-south open cross road. I walked and looked around. Facing the door, there is a table and case, a burnt incense burner, a few dried fruit offerings, and a pile of burnt paper money on the ground.The customs of these places are slightly different at any time, and the rules of going to the grave to worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival are almost the same. It is fine to sweep the tomb and worship the ancestors in front of the grave.

I walked forward while watching, four or fifty meters away from the intersection at the entrance of the alley. I walked forward all the way, three or two steps forward. More than ten meters away, the night wind was blowing, I was wrapped in a single shirt, the night wind whizzed across my face, and the clothes penetrated into the bones. It was cold. It was surprisingly cold. The further I walked, the lower the temperature. The colder it is, the three to five steps and ten meters away, I walked together, as if I had walked across the world in a few steps, and the temperature difference in a few moments seemed like a world away.

One step. Two steps. I slowed down. After walking a few steps, as long as I am not a fool, I am afraid that there is something wrong with this alley. Into the freezer, no. into the hell, the cold. piercing the cold in the bones, this way. walking is a bit wrong.

I turned my head and looked back, the round moon was obliquely facing my shadow, and an alley behind me was completely dark. Before the alley, I was very clear about the crazy old woman on Shiqiao Road, the ghost fox in the river ditch, and the little devil who was looking for a substitute. There were many strange things happened along that road. road.

But after entering this dark alley, burning incense and burning paper on the table in front of the door, the more you walk forward, the more heart-piercingly cold you get. When you get here, there are human paths and ghost paths. I can't figure it out. I suddenly felt a little afraid to walk these few steps.

I stopped for a while, and looked back and forth. The cold atmosphere made me feel creepy. If I retreated, I would probably spend the night in the village alley. I'm afraid I'll have to walk with ghosts tonight!

sting, slap, sting, sting, slap
While I was in a daze, I was taken aback by the rattling and rattling. It sounded like iron chains rubbing against the ground, like walking with shackles on my feet. The sound of fingernails scratching glass was harsh.

Listening to the harsh sound of iron chains, I stood there, staring at the crossroads in front of me, flickering the lights. White lamps and white lanterns, filled with white light, gloomy white, two white lanterns reflected in front of the road, one by one One black and one white, two dark ghost shadows holding white lanterns, the crossroads flickered, silently, and in a blink of an eye the two white lanterns disappeared in the afterglow.

As soon as the lights of the two lanterns went away, there was a few rattles of iron chains and the sound of rattling, pale figures. Looking at the end of the alley, there was a series of rattles and rattles of iron chains. With an inhuman-like bleak expression, the figure... no, or... it should be called a ghost!
A series of iron chains are connected to the ghosts, each of them is walking forward without squinting, one...two three, one slip...the whole slip, walked past my eyes, and walked past me for a moment. Hundreds of them, locked with iron chains, and white lanterns to open the way. This... this black and white impermanence opened the way, and let the hundred ghosts go.

A momentary thought, a burst of cold air rushed into my head, this matter... But troublesome.I am a silly kid with a bad luck. I just learned two points of my skills. When I went out, I stumbled into the Qingming night. I met a substitute ghost on the way. , I actually met this Qingming night.

On Qingming night, bumping into ghosts and encountering evil is okay. If you encounter this kind of posture, you can't predict which step will take a ghostly path. If you make a move without anyone noticing it. If you are seduced by this black and white ghost, you will fall down Eight lifetimes of blood mold!

I stood there in a daze, unable to move forward, afraid to retreat, Yin soldiers used the method of ghosts to travel at night, I have seen this thing in the anecdotes of Mangshan.The yin ghost borrowed the way. Originally, it was somewhat possible to be in the wilderness, remote mountains and remote places. The place is sparsely populated and the yang energy is weak, and people and ghosts have their own way. In a country alley, this posture may be rare in a hundred years.

I didn't dare to move around. When I met this yin soldier, I was the most afraid to panic. If all the ghosts were disturbed and the ghosts were frightened, then in all likelihood, the ghosts would be seduced together, and people and ghosts would go by different routes. Yin and Yang!
I stood there all the time, only ten steps away from the end of the alley, and walked past the iron chain with pale grimacing faces. Old people and children, men and women, old and young, big and small, walked together, all of them staring blankly at the front. , This is only a distance of about ten meters, I don't move. No one noticed me!
Five minutes, ten and a half hours, until the end. I don't know how long it took, but the shadows of ghosts passed by in the past, and the ghosts and night walks passed by. I am afraid that thousands of ghosts will not stop. The ghost borrowed the way, and the biting cold wind and ghost aura vented around. Just now, it wasn't that the alley was cold and weird, but that the ghost aura of the Hundred Ghosts at Night Walk was so cold.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, I felt that most of my body was freezing cold. Simply, the ghosts in this area are getting rarer and rarer, and the sound of iron chains is getting farther and farther away. It's almost over!
There are fewer and fewer ghosts, and the sound of shaking and clattering is getting farther and farther away. The Hundred Ghosts Walking in the Night Walk together, until now. Just when it was about to fall, at a critical moment, a three-five-year-old male ghost walked by the entrance of the alley, and in a flash. A figure pulled a black cloth bag, and suddenly caught the little ghost in it!
(End of this chapter)