I don't know what's going on with Li Ersi, but I don't have time to care about him now. The third uncle is still standing there with his straight body like Zhu Zhu, making a gurgling sound in his throat.
My face turned red, as if I was drowning in water. I was afraid that something might happen, so I hurriedly pulled Tie Xuan and asked him what to do.
The fourth uncle, the veterinarian, had no idea. He looked at Tie Xuan. Zhao Banxian had not come, so now he could only rely on Tie Xuan.
I saw Tie Xuan, holding the compass, walking slowly to the body of Sister Qian, bending down slightly, closing his eyes tightly, and muttering something in his mouth, but I couldn't hear clearly what he was saying. After a while, the third uncle
The voice in his throat became lower and lower, and finally disappeared. The third uncle's complexion returned to normal, his body was no longer stiff, his eyes opened, and his vision returned to clarity.
The fourth uncle stepped forward, opened the third uncle's eyelids with his hands, looked at it carefully for a while, nodded and said, "Well, it's okay!"
I was relieved to see that the third uncle was fine. When I turned around, I saw the sweat on Tie Xuan's forehead. It seemed that it was really dangerous just now. For such an experienced person to be so nervous, things must not be simple.
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I asked: "Mr. Tie, what happened to my third uncle just now?"
I handed Tie Xuan a towel, and Tie Xuan took it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear: 'This girl may have been wronged, and her resentment is so great that she will return to the corpse within seven days!'
My heart tightened after hearing this. Could it be that Sister Qian was killed?
In fact, even if Tie Xuan didn't say anything, I also felt that the matter was not that simple. It was impossible for a good sister Qian to commit suicide. Something must have happened to her.
The third uncle has regained his consciousness. Hearing Tie Xuan say that Sister Qian might have died unjustly, his face became lighter and more painful. The third uncle had a daughter like Sister Qian, and it was painful to give away a girl with white hair to a girl with black hair.
Not everyone can experience it.
"Then what should we do now?" I asked. Tie Xuan said that Sister Qian will definitely fake the corpse within seven days. If that happens, it will be troublesome. We must find a way to prevent Sister Qian from cheating.
Tie Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "The resentment in this girl is so heavy that I have to ask Zhao Banxian to make a ghost painting to calm it down! I have no choice!"
As soon as Tie Xuan finished speaking, I heard a commotion coming from the door. When I turned around, I saw a skinny old man with black hair and a boyish face walking out of the crowd. This man was not Zhao Banxian.
As Zhao Banxian walked forward, he suddenly saw Tie Xuan. His expression was slightly startled. Tie Xuan also walked forward very excitedly. The two shook hands and patted each other on the shoulders. It seemed that Tie Xuan and Zhao Banxian had indeed been friends for many years.
Tie Xuan pointed at Sister Qian's body and said: "This girl must have suffered great injustice during her lifetime. She has so much resentment. If this continues, she will be dead within seven days! You have to take action!"
Zhao Banxian took a look, his face was a little solemn, he shook his head and glanced at me and said: 'I can't survive, I still have to rely on this kid!'
Tie Xuan looked surprised: "This guy is your apprentice?"
Zhao Banxian nodded.
Tie Xuan said: 'Your vision is quite unique!'
I don’t know what Tie Xuan means. In fact, I feel guilty when I see Zhao Banxian. I lost the swallow at my place. Now that I’m back alone, I really don’t have the shame to see Zhao Banxian. I was about to speak when Zhao Banxian stretched out his hand.
He signaled me not to speak. I don’t know what Zhao Banxian meant, but since he wouldn’t let me talk, I’ll just shut up for now. I’ll talk to Zhao Banxian about the swallows when I get a chance. If Zhao Banxian can figure it out, maybe there will be a chance.
What method.
Zhao Banxian walked up to Sister Qian's body with a heavy face, lifted up the white cloth covering the body, and revealed Sister Qian's body. I was shocked. Zhao Banxian has a very high status here. He must have some reason to do this.
For some reason, I saw that Sister Qian's face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, her lips had turned purple, and there was a faint black air between her eyebrows, which continued to extend to all sides.
Zhao Banxian covered the white cloth again, and then said to me: "Yuzi, do you know what to do?"
I nodded. Although I have never done ghost painting, Zhao Banxian taught it to me and I am already familiar with the steps. I just lack practical experience.
Zhao Banxian nodded and said to me: 'Get ready, we will start painting at 0:00 today!'
I responded, thinking about what kind of spirit I should create to resolve Sister Qian's resentment.
Zhao Banxian took out four dark candles and placed them on the four corners of Sister Qian's body, and then lit them. Then he sprinkled wheat bran on the ground for a week and connected the four dark candles together. This is called locking the four corners, which is specially used for
It was a method to seal the resentment of the deceased to prevent the deceased from pretending to be dead. After doing this, Zhao Banxian stood up and retreated. I took a deep breath and said to Zhao Banxian: 'Swallow...'
As soon as I opened my mouth, Zhao Banxian stopped me and said to me with a serious face: 'We will talk about this matter after we deal with Xiaoqian!'
I had no choice but to shut up. Seeing what Zhao Banxian meant, he probably already knew the news about Yanzi’s disappearance.
Zhao Banxian can sign it and it will be settled. Maybe there will be some improvement in this matter. I relaxed a little and started thinking about Sister Qian. Sister Qian and I have a close relationship. I can't draw that kind of picture to Sister Qian.
Fierce God, even though Sister Qian is dead, I still don’t want her soul to find peace after her death.
Zhao Banxian said, come here and wait for me at twelve o'clock, and left!
My mother came over to ask me to go home. On the way, she asked me why the swallow didn't come back with me.
I was afraid that my mother would be worried, so I had to make up a random excuse, saying that Yanzi was working in the city and didn't have a holiday, so I came back to take a look myself.
My mother gave me a meaningful smile.
I'm a little embarrassed.
I haven’t been home for several months, and I have a lot of emotions when I come back this time. My dad took a big cigarette stick, squinted his eyes, smashed it with his mouth and blew out a smoke ring: "Go in, there is still some grass in the field."
If it’s not removed, I’ll go take a look!”
I nodded. My father has this kind of personality. His mind is always about the work in the fields. He thinks about it wherever he goes. I nodded. We, father and son, don't have much communication.
When my mother saw my father going out with a hoe, she started to tell me about my marriage to Yanzi. I didn't dare to speak, so my mother scolded me for being a bastard, and then went into the kitchen to get busy.
In the afternoon, my dad came back from the fields, carrying a green grass carp weighing about two kilograms.
I was a little touched in my heart. Although we had little communication as father and son, my father's love was as strong as a mountain and he still paid attention to me in his heart.
My mother killed another chicken, Tie Xuan had gone to Zhao Banxian's house, and Xiao Bai came to my house.
The two old men worked hard for a long time, sorting out a table of dishes. After all, guests came to the house. Although it was not like a farmhouse or rich dishes, they were still decent and could not neglect the guests. This is the rule in our village. Maybe Xiaobai
He was used to eating big fish and meat, but he was particularly fond of farm vegetables. He ate most of the whole plate of stir-fried spinach by himself.