The man was an old man, about sixty or seventy years old, with a round face and short hair, small eyes, and large glasses.
I was extremely vigilant. If someone came in from outside, I might let him go. But this guy actually came from Xiaoyitun. In addition to the road leading out of Ganlong Village, there is indeed another road in Xiaoyitun. I have never dared to walk that road, and my grandmother would not let me go.
That's the way to Dead Town!
What kind of place is the Dead Town? It was a place before the founding of the People's Republic of China, where thousands of people died in a single plague! The road was so dangerous that no living person dared to enter it. In other words, ghosts were considered an extremely common place there. Stuff!
It was only when people like my grandma came here that the road to Death Town was blocked, and Xiaoyitun became what it is today.
Now a strange old man suddenly appears out of thin air in the village. I would be stupid if I didn't run away!
Even if my sister-in-law didn't remind me, I would quickly pull Yu Xiaoxue and run behind Zhao He first.
Although Zhao He was a little disdainful of my behavior, seeing that neither of us were strong people, taking the initiative to hide behind him proved that he recognized Zhao He's power. Those are both smart people.
So Zhao He's heroic spirit came into play. He puffed up his chest and shouted loudly to the visitor: "I am Zhao He from Dalong County, who are you? Come just as you say!? Do you want to spoil my sister and I's behavior?"
"Zhao He? Oh, Zhao He! What a coincidence, I'm your Uncle Hai!" The visitor quickly arrived at Siqiao, waving all the way.
"Uncle Hai?" Zhao He was stunned and looked at the person with wide eyes.
"Uncle Hai, help me quickly. Captain Huo's soul has been snatched away by the Yin soldiers. I can't do anything about it!" Zhao Qian was running around anxiously. Huo Dadong's soul had already passed from one side of the bridge to the other. If he didn't get it back, he would be killed. It's difficult to be afraid.
"Oh! Oh! Okay, Zhao Qian is here too, and that guy Huo Dadong has his soul trapped too? What a coincidence." The old man agreed quickly and immediately took out a stack of paper figurines from the bag he was carrying on his back.
The paper figures are all cut out, have noses and eyes, and are very scary.
It turned out to be someone I knew? I felt a little relieved, but I still didn't dare to be careless. Who knows how he appeared here? I touched the soul jar in my trouser pocket, ready to lift the lid at any time.
When the old man named Uncle Hai arrived on the bridge, I saw his appearance clearly. His skin was a bit dark because he was exposed to the sun all year round, and he was carrying a mountaineering bag that only a young man carries, which means he is someone who often goes out.
The old man also looked at me, but only once and then turned to the bridge. He seemed to have discovered that the Yin soldiers were arresting people, and he also saw many Yin ghosts, but his expression did not change much.
He took out a cinnabar pen as if he hadn't seen it before, wrote a few words on the paper figure, then pulled out a piece of Huo Dadong's head and tied it to the paper figure, then threw the paper figure into the river and said silently A few mantras.
The two Yin soldiers seemed to have noticed something. They let go of Huo Dadong's faint ghost and turned back to chase the paper man.
"Zhao Qian, you do it again!" Uncle Hai chuckled and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. He was not unskilled in this skill, it was just like a daily routine.
While I was surprised, I also became more wary of this old man. He was definitely a powerful Yin Yang master, and he could actually easily deceive the Yin soldiers.
And when he came to me, he was like a shadow. I didn't feel his popularity. It seemed that he had used some secret method of yin and yang to hide his own aura.
If a person loses the energy of yin and yang, no dirty thing will be able to see him. This is a powerful trick of hiding in the daylight and deceiving ghosts and monsters. Since the old man has such ability, it is not surprising that he dares to take the road of death town.
Already.
"Okay, Uncle Xie Hai." Zhao Qian happily recited the soul-calling spell, and Zhao He also began to cooperate with the soul-locking spell.
The two of them worked for a while and then summoned Huo Dadong's soul back.
Then Zhao He opened his umbrella and held it on Huo Dadong's body, while Zhao Qian recited a few spells. Huo Dadong's whole body twitched and blisters appeared in his mouth.
Although the appearance is ugly, it can be regarded as a return to the soul, but it is not complete yet, because part of the soul has been injured, and Huo Dadong has to suffer a serious illness.
After Uncle Hai saw the two of them succeed, he immediately beamed: "I never thought you could be on your own now. It's only been so many years since we last met. You are much better than you, me, back then, haha."
"What did the old man say? Compared with father and grandfather, we are far behind." Zhao He chuckled, actually quite happy.
"Uncle Hai, let me introduce you solemnly. This is a friend we just met here. His name is..." Zhao Qian stretched out her hand, intending to introduce me.
"One day of summer, one day of summer, one day of two days." I introduced it before Zhao Qian finished speaking. After all, she only learned my name from Huo Dadong, and I had never really introduced it.
"I'm Yu Xiaoxue, Yu Xiaoxue...that's Yu Xiaoxue." Yu Xiaoxue said with a shy face. She had never introduced herself. She had always lived in Xiaoyitun. She was not that particular.
"Oh, Xia Yitian and Yu Xiaoxue? That's great, what a good name, and you are of the same generation as the Zhao He brothers and sisters, so you can call me Uncle Hai or Hai Lao with them. I am also a native of Dalong County.
." Uncle Hai said with a smile. If he could stay in this place until night, he might think that Yu Xiaoxue and I are not like ordinary people, so he was very polite.
Zhao Qian smiled and nodded, and Zhao He also joined in and said, "Uncle, Xia Yitian is Zhou Xian's grandson."
I frowned, my eyes serious, Zhao Hete was talking too much.
"Hiss? Zhou Xian? Are you the grandson of Senior Zhou Ying?" Hai Lao took a breath of air and then looked me up and down.
"Is there any problem?" I squeezed out a smile, then frowned and asked, "How did Mr. Hai get out of Xiaoyitun? I'm afraid the narrow path in Xiaoyitun is not easy to walk."
Seeing my unkind expression, Mr. Hai immediately showed a meaningful smile and said straight to the point: "Hey, young man, do you think the death of senior Zhou Ying has something to do with me?"
"Brother Yitian, Uncle Hai is one of our own and will never have anything to do with your grandma's death." Zhao Qian was smart and immediately understood the meaning of my question.
"Since we are all from Dalong County and have come to this place, I guess you also know some things. There are some things you don't understand. You will eventually try your best to find out." Uncle Hai moved away.
He moved his glasses, stretched out his hand to lead us away, and said, "Put Huo Dadong on your back, our time is almost up."
"Want to leave the camp? Uncle Hai, we have been there before. Yin soldiers were crossing the border there and we couldn't go out at all. We went there today and came back again, and a policeman died, otherwise we wouldn't be staying here.
." Zhao He complained.
"Only one person died? Hehe, under the aftermath of this incident, you may be lucky to be able to survive until now. I accompanied a few friends to watch the battle this time, and three died, and I almost couldn't come back.
Here we come." Hai Lao shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"What? Uncle Hai, is there a fight? Uncle Hai needs to talk to us carefully so that we can know the details of this fight!" Zhao He was extremely excited. Although he was carrying Huo Dadong, he felt no pressure at all.
appearance.
"Isn't it? I was invited to observe this time. My friends didn't participate either, but they were assassinated and couldn't come back with me." Hai Lao sighed, but looked at me.
I don't know why he looked at me, but if I think about it casually, I know it has something to do with my grandma.
"One day, little brother, do you know what happened before the founding of the People's Republic of China? Or what your grandmother was called outside? Or, do you know any signs of what happened during this period?" Hai Lao asked me instead.
I thought about it in my mind and immediately put it all aside: "I have been working away from home in the past few years, and I don't know much about my grandmother. She has never told me anything about her past."
"So that's the case, no wonder. Alas, this is hiding one's name." Hai Lao shook his head and said: "Zhou Xian, that is, Zhou Laomo, who was famously named Zhou Ying back then."
"Haha, Old Mo Zhou? How could grandma have such a name? She always saves people and exorcises evil spirits, and is good at charity. Hai Lao, did you remember something wrong?" I sneered and stared at Hai Lao. Grandma was usually kind.
Charity and relationship with neighbors are praised by everyone. What's the difference between being called 'Old Mo Zhou' and pointing at my nose and scolding me?
Hai Lao laughed and saw that I was anxious, so he said: "Little brother, don't be anxious first. The Zhou Xian in my heart is Senior Zhou, and of course it is not Zhou Laomo. The name Zhou Laomo is from other places."
People call her that because they are afraid of her. I have met her once and I know her as a person. Don't be anxious and listen to me slowly."
"Uncle Hai, is this true? Is Zhou Xian really Zhou Laomo?" Zhao He showed admiration in his eyes. Anyone who can be called an old demon must be a powerful character at the level of a demon.
Although Zhao Qian's eyes were bright, she was not as restless as Zhao He.
"Hey, boy Zhao He, who do you think is Senior Zhou Ying? Before she died, she was already the famous Zhou Laomo and the only successor of the ghost-raising method! Am I going to lie to you?"
"Okay, don't interrupt. I will tell you as we go. You take these paper figures and put them in your pockets." Hai Lao took out a few paper figures and gave them to us.
I took it and looked at it carefully. My sister-in-law did not remind me, so I took it into my pocket.
"Since I talked about demons and Senior Zhou Ying, then I have to talk about her enemies, the 'right way'. Right way, what is the right way? The right way is Sutu, Mai, Zhongge, Quanzhen, Maoshan, etc.
It is what they call the orthodox path, and the branches like ours are called superficial paths, or even evil paths. Although everyone usually lives in peace, something went wrong once." Hai Lao said with some fascination.
Then he looked at the place where grandma lived and shook his head: "I really didn't expect that Old Mo Zhou was her... I thought she should be a man."