The child must have died. I looked at the corpse in the corner, and then at Mrs. Huang with a sinister look on her face. I immediately took a few steps back involuntarily and bumped into the wall behind me. What the hell is going on?
I came here to save my life, not to experience the haunted house in the countryside. At that moment, I was filled with dissatisfaction with Brother Wen, thinking why did he choose such an unreliable witch to suppress the ghost curse?
"Don't be afraid." Mrs. Huang saw that I was scared, so she still said to me in a cold tone, which sounded like comforting me, but her tone was so cold that there was no warmth.
Don't slowly walk to the door and escape.
"I don't know him, I really don't, Grandma Huang, it's my first time here today." I explained in a hurry, calling Grandma Huang very sweet. As soon as I got here today, I met the drowned child.
It's unlucky enough. From what Mrs. Huang said, the child is trying to pester me. This is even more nonsense.
"You don't have to be afraid. He is just a child. He has passed away. He has no intention of harming others." Huang Po bent down and picked up a very thin red rope. At this time, my eyes had probably adapted to the dimness. I saw
The other end of the red rope was tied to the child's two wrists. Huang Po tied the red rope very complicatedly on the fingers of her right hand, and then said: "Such a small baby, he just felt strange when it passed like this.
I asked you to come and ask, I won’t harm you.”
"I really have nothing to say to him." I almost cried.
"If you don't tell him, he will follow you and won't kill you. But are you afraid of being surprised?" Huang Po seemed to rarely talk to people, and her tone was not only cold but also blunt, but
I can see that she is indeed having a good conversation with me. More importantly, every time Huang Po mentions the child, there seems to be an indescribable regret in her cold tone. She may feel that the child is destined to die.
Sorry, I left too early. This makes me think that maybe Huang Po is just like what Brother Wen said. She is a bit strange, but she has a kind heart.
"He...what did he want to ask me?" I finally convinced myself, but I always felt that things were so awkward. The child died when he was delivered. Po Huang knew that he wanted to ask me something?
At that moment, the words "Guo Yin" came out of my mind for some reason.
Crossing the ghost is not a very rare thing. There are probably various rumors in various places. To put it simply, crossing the ghost is actually a dialogue between the living and the dead. It is said that some people have obsessions or wishes in their hearts.
Before the death is over, people die in a hurry. People who die in this way are generally unwilling to go on the road. They need a witch like Huang Po to go over to "talk" and ask the deceased what happened and what he wanted to do. Ordinary cross-Yin, basically
A kind of "agreement" can be reached to put the dead at ease and the living at ease.
I have heard relevant rumors. It is said that someone in a certain place was doing something or other, and was finally invited away by a witch who had passed away. But I don’t really believe this. In my mind, death is death.
Yes, brain death means the disappearance of consciousness, and the consciousness is gone. Think about the problem with your butt, and then ask questions?
But having said that, these days' experiences have forced me to believe some things, so my previous psychology has changed invisibly. I can't say that I completely believe Huang Po's words, but I am not so resistant to them.
When Mrs. Huang saw that I was willing to cooperate, she turned around and "negotiated" with the child. She did it in an orderly manner, but I couldn't see how she communicated with the other party. There was confusion in my eyes, and Mrs. Huang seemed to know what I was doing.
She was wondering about something, and probably to make me believe this even more, so she took a strange-looking little bell, then wrapped the red string in her hand around the bell, and asked me to fasten it to my left ear.
I did as she asked. Less than a minute after I held the bell on my left ear, I heard a very vague and ethereal voice. I could tell it was the voice of a little boy. Although it was ethereal, it could make everyone feel the voice.
I heard every word clearly.
"What's that thing in your eyes? Are you trying to scare people?"
I panicked, so I quickly picked up the bell on my ear and shook my head vigorously. This time, I had to believe it even if I didn’t want to believe it.
"Did you hear that?" Huang Po didn't force me, she took the bell back and said, "I asked you what's in your eyes."
When she asked this, I felt strange. All the way from Shiyan River, I didn't have the courage to look at my eyes in the mirror, because I knew that as long as I looked closely at close range, I could see the ghostly shadows in my pupils.
This is inevitable, no need to look at it.
According to what Brother Wen said, Huang Po has done ghost curses not once or twice. She must know what is in the eyes of people who are cursed. Thinking about it, I feel that Huang Po’s life is too boring.
I was looking for fun. She knew what she was doing, but she just told that kid that she had to drag me in.
I was slightly angry, but I never dared to offend Granny Huang, so I forced myself to explain patiently: "Grandma Huang, there are two shadows in my eyes..."
"No, the one with the shadow in your eyes is the girl outside." Huang Po shook her head before she finished listening: "There is no shadow in your eyes. I can't see anything, but the baby saw it."
"Not a shadow?" Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over my body. How could this happen?
Although I felt a little creepy, this incident was undoubtedly a reminder. When I thought about it, I immediately remembered the scene when I met Jin Pingmei when I entered the Xihai River underground project for the first time. Specifically, I remembered the man named Lao Fang who worked for Jin Pingmei.
Dude.
I clearly remember that Lao Fang suffered serious and unknown trauma in the black hole. When he was dying, he pointed at my eyes in horror and wanted to say something but did not say it out.
I didn't think much about it at the time. After all, I was a dying person, and it was understandable that I would have hallucinations before death. But now that I think about it, it doesn't seem to be the case. I also thought of another friend of Jin Ping Mei.
Before Dayong was about to die, Jin Pingmei sent someone to call me over urgently, saying that there was something urgent that needed me to do, but after calling me over, I only met with Dayong once.
Lao Fang and Dayong were both about to die at that time, and the 13-14-year-old boy in front of me had just expired when he was delivered to the door. I really don’t want to think about it in a certain way, but when I connect all this, I have to
Don't take a serious look at this issue.
The idea that came to me suddenly was unrealistic and a bit scary. I was thinking, what is in my eyes? Can only people who are dying be able to see?
When I thought about it, I was very eager to know what that little boy of thirteen or fourteen saw in my eyes.
"Grandma Huang." I discussed with Po Huang: "I really don't know what's in my eyes. Can you ask him for me?"
I didn't lie, but I don't know if Mrs. Huang can see that I'm telling the truth. If she refuses to help with this matter, she will stop doing it. Fortunately, Mrs. Huang glanced at me, said nothing, and turned around
I went to "negotiate" with the little boy, and he was probably convinced by my sincere eyes.
"I told you." After Huang Po negotiated with the little boy, she turned to me and said, "There is a dark hole in one of your eyes, and there is something shining in the hole."
"A glowing thing?" I was stunned: "What a glowing thing?"
"The kid asked you because he didn't know." Huang Po said, "He is a kid and has passed. You can tell him, but he won't tell anyone."
"I'm not lying to you, I really don't know." I felt more and more strange, and I wanted to get a mirror right away and take a closer look at my eyes.
Maybe Huang Po also knew that I wasn't lying, so she could only use another way to "persuad" the little boy. This time I couldn't care less about whether it was fine or not, so I asked Po Huang for the bell because I wanted to hear from the little boy.
What did you say.
But this time, the little boy didn't say anything important. I could hear the conversation between him and Huang Po. When talking to the little boy, Huang Po's tone was not so cold, and there was actually a hint of kindness. She was persuading the little boy.
The boy walked away obediently. He was a little boy after all. After Huang Po persuaded and coaxed him, he gave in and made a request, asking his mother to stew meat for him.
"Get out." Huang Po took care of the little boy and took me out of this small house.
When I went out, Brother Wen was whispering something to Chen Yu. When he saw us coming out, Brother Wen immediately came over to greet us. When Huang Po was talking to the little boy just now, she was rare and gentle.
The same thing. Brother Wen didn't ask any unnecessary questions, he just laughed with her and asked Mrs. Huang if she could get down to business.
"This kid is fine." Huang Po pointed at me, and then pointed at Chen Yu: "Just ask the girl to come over."
At this time, Brother Wen and Chen Yu were very strange, but Huang Po didn't explain. Brother Wen pushed Chen Yu and motioned for her to follow Huang Po. I finally talked to Huang Po for a few words, and then I begged her
, can you let me follow you and take a look.
"If you want to take a look, just take a look." Huang Po said without looking back: "You can't learn these things just by looking at them."
"Grandma Huang, I just want to take a look." I quickly followed her and Chen Yu and threw Brother Wen into the yard: "How can I compete with you for a job, Grandma Huang?"
Actually, I'm really a little scared of Mrs. Huang, but I really want to see with my own eyes how she suppresses the ghost curse. Uncle Lai said that people who can suppress the ghost curse are indeed people with real abilities.
Mrs. Huang took us into another small room. The window was still very high. She closed the door and asked me to squat in the corner to take a look. She lit a candle, asked Chen Yu to stand, and then used white ash under Chen Yu's feet.
A circle with a diameter of two meters was spread.
"The sky and the forbidden land are closed, and no one can escape." Huang Po threw down the white ash in her hand and muttered.
At this moment, I squatted in the corner and opened my eyes wide, because in the dim light of the candle, I saw Huang Po's figure blurred, very strangely blurry, as if a real body overlapped with a human figure.
It is said to be true, but it is a bit illusory. It is said to be illusory, but it is a bit real.