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Chapter 32: The Old Cripple's Ghost Story

"Let's go, young prince, let's not be left behind." The fat man patted my shoulder and said. He never thinks too much about these difficult things, which makes me very envious.

The old cripple seemed to be more careful than me. He took out a strange thing from the package. It was a compass-like thing, an inch thick, with only four directions: east, west, north and south. There was a bead in the middle and two red sticks.

The rope penetrates the bead and connects it in four directions. It doesn't look complicated, but I don't know what its purpose is.

I asked him, but he laughed and didn't answer. He just turned the thing over and showed it to me. There was a huge red symbol on the back, and the twisted lines looked very complicated, but I still couldn't figure out its function.

However, the fat man next to him looked thoughtful after seeing it, and then looked at the old cripple with surprise. "Could it be that this is a spirit plate?"

"Master Li is very knowledgeable and admirable. Yes, this is exactly the spirit plate." The old lame man affirmed.

I was confused and asked the fat man what this "spirit plate" was. He glanced at the old cripple and saw that he had no explanation, so he explained the purpose of this thing to me.

One of the important points of this spirit plate is the word "spirit". It is an incredible power that can sense some abnormal things based on the changes in the magnetic field. This kind of thing may not be visible to our human eyes, but it

But you can feel that as long as the red rope trembles, it means there is something inexplicable and weird in that direction.

I asked them, is that inexplicable thing a ghost? The old cripple nodded and then shook his head, saying that it was not only a ghost, but also something else. The old cripple said that it is said that ghosts are things formed by the mutation of the spirit after death.

, it has no life characteristics and no self-thought, but it can have an impact on the surrounding environment and people's spirit. The spirit board is a very sensitive thing. If the surrounding environment suddenly changes, it can feel

Come and give us a reminder.

"Have you ever seen a ghost?" I couldn't help but ask him after hearing what he said seemed to be clear and logical.

In fact, I have always believed that ghosts are something between existence and non-existence, and no one knows whether they really exist. At first, I thought that the old cripple had never seen it or didn't know about it at all, but I didn't expect him to hesitate.

After a while, he actually nodded and said that he had not only seen ghosts before, but also dealt with ghosts.

My eyes lit up. I seemed to have known this question for a long time. Are there really ghosts in this world? I couldn't wait to ask him what kind of situation he saw.

The old lame man did not rush to answer, but asked: "In your opinion, what kind of thing should a ghost be? What should its temperament be like?"

"It should be a very vicious thing, right?" the fat man said.

"No!" The old cripple shook his head with a smile, and continued: "Actually, there is always a saying that people are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people. In fact, ghosts are not as vicious as you think. Sometimes they are so courageous.

Very small.”

Then he told us a story. The old cripple was born in a very remote mountain village, where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment with simple customs.

It happened when he was a teenager. He went out to do business with his only relative, his father. Unexpectedly, the business failed and he was in debt. His father was overwhelmed and committed suicide, leaving him alone.

He couldn't survive outside, so he wanted to return to his hometown. There were still a few acres of uncultivated land there. If they could be taken care of, it would be enough for him to live on his own.

It rained heavily that night when he arrived at the village, and he still had about ten miles of mountain road to walk. Originally, he was supposed to stay at the market outside the mountain village, but by then he had no money on him, so he could only stay hungry all night.

Rushing home.

Fortunately, the rain stopped halfway. It was midsummer that year, and the rain came and went quickly. When he was still three or four miles away from home, the moon had already appeared in the sky. He thought it was God helping him.

, because there is a barren mountain ahead and the road is not easy to walk. If there is a moon, it will be much smoother.

As soon as he came down from the barren mountain and came to the fields outside the village, he met a man. The man looked like he had just come back from outside. He was walking on the field path towards the village. But the man was walking very fast.

It was as slow as a walk, as if the mud and water under my feet had touched my body.

He quickly caught up with the man, and looking at the familiar figure, he finally recognized him. There was a five-guarantee household living at the end of the village, named Liu Kui. Isn't this him?

"Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu." He called twice, but the man did not respond or look back. Instead, he quickly walked to the side of the road as if to make way for him.

"Uncle Liu, it's me, why are you ignoring me?" He chased after him again, but the other party still didn't agree and turned to the other side of the road, keeping avoiding him.

He didn't give up, and ran directly in front of the other person to block his way. It turned out that the person was indeed Liu Kui, but his face was extremely pale, as white as paper, his eyes were dull, and his body was all over the place.

A little angry.

But the old cripple thought that Li Kui was just sick and didn't care. He kept asking him questions, but Liu Kui didn't say a word, not even a movement or expression.

The old cripple felt bored and stopped asking. He said hello and walked towards the village first.

The next day he learned a shocking news. Liu Kui had actually been dead for six or seven days. His body was buried on the barren mountain in front of the village. Only then did he know that he might have met Liu Kui.

A ghost.

The old cripple's story doesn't have any too scary scenes, but the imagination is enough to make people frightened. After all, he was face to face with a ghost. But the ghost was afraid of him and kept avoiding him. It was indeed

Surprising.

"According to what you say, the so-called ghost is not a scary thing?"

"Haha, I don't know either. Although I saw it with my own eyes at the time, I have never believed it myself. But I think that since this person can be divided into good and bad, then even if there is a ghost, there should be a ghost.

Good and bad. In fact, the boundary between good and bad is easy to distinguish. As long as it does not harm people, it is a good ghost, otherwise it is an evil ghost. What do you think about this? "

I nodded in agreement. Indeed, just like people, as long as they don't harm others for no reason, they are good people.

It can be seen that the old lame man is a very experienced man. Shui Yue asked him to follow us because he obviously thought he could help us. We walked along the passage, and my mind was still thinking about the scene described by the old man, the suspension bridge and the tomb.

, Bianhua and the weird tomb passage, we don’t know what we will encounter at the end of this passage.


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