Chapter 12: Willow branches beat ghosts

I think people are sometimes like writing novel code words. They don't think about it in front of the computer, but as soon as they sit in front of the computer, they have two big heads. After a long time, they still can't type two words. Even if they type it out, they have to delete it.

Now I feel that I can think of things in the world as long as I am willing to use my brain, but now I know that there are many things that are not as simple as I thought, and now I have no clue. I almost want to fall asleep.

My personality is that if I can't figure it out, I won't pay attention to it step by step. The most important task now is how to put down the monster.

There are many ways to put out the "Qimen Dunjia" left by Grandpa Chen. With my current ability, I still have a few powerful formations in my head. Of course, those formations are powerful, but the power depends entirely on the path of the launcher. I don't know how powerful the formation I launched is, but I believe it should not be reimbursed.

Just do it. Go back and take out the luggage you brought this time. There is a red cloth bag under the clothes, which is full of my treasures. Qimen Dunjia and the book published by Grandpa Chen himself, as well as a bottle of ink, a few brushes and a pile of yellow paper. I take these with me wherever I go.

According to the gourd painting, some runes are depicted on the yellow paper. This is different from the charm, because the yellow paper I describe can't play any role alone, just like waste paper, but putting those yellow paper in the corresponding direction, distance, and region can play an extraordinary power. It can't have any effect on humans and living animals, but it has fatal injuries to things like spirits. No, ordinary people can't see this kind of power.

It's really difficult to draw this thing, because I don't have any experience before. For those words that I can't understand, it's really a picture. It takes a long time to draw a piece of paper, but now I have a lot of time to draw slowly. Even if you are so serious, you will still draw it wrong in intention.

Fortunately, there are too many yellow paper tapes this time, otherwise it really can't stand such a waste. As the saying goes, good patience can grind an iron stick into an iron toothpick. It took me more than four hours to finish drawing thirty-six chapters of seals. To be honest, it's much more tiring than code words. My waist is sore, my legs are weak, and my hands are cramped.

I stretched out and thought about it. What seems to be missing? Now this head can still be used when it doesn't want things, and it is paralyzed when it thinks about things. Is it because of lack of sleep?

He stared at the distance and thought hard about what was missing. Suddenly I saw a farmer coming down from the mountain and preparing to go home, wearing plain clothes, with a hoe on his shoulder and water boots under his feet. I thought of it, and when I saw the hoe, I thought of the guy who took advantage of it.

But where can I find a guy in this damn place? This is not a group fight, and it can't be used casually. This is a fight with ghosts. I have to find ghost taboos, which is also something it is afraid of. I always thought of the copper coin sword.

But where can I find copper money in front of this wilderness without a village or a store? Not to mention the copper coin sword. This idea was quickly deleted by me. It's unreliable and quite unreliable.

Another idea is the mahogany sword, but it's still unreliable. I just didn't see the peach tree in this damn place. I don't know if it was intentional.

Suddenly I thought of the two big willow trees at the gate, right. Maybe you have heard of Liu Zhi beating ghosts, with a whip three inches shorter. Although I don't know if I can be short, I know that Grandpa Chen told me that willow branches can hit ghosts, and they are not as powerful as mahogany swords.

He once told me a story. The story takes place when Grandpa Chen was young. There was a family in my village who quarreled with Tiantian because her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not quarrel, not because of her unfilial piety, but because the old lady of that family was a little abnormal and crazy. If she was all stupid, it would be fine. As long as she was given food, she was afraid of being half stupid.

The old lady always has a hard time with her daughter-in-law. No matter what she has to pick bones in the egg, her mind is a little unclear. Originally, her daughter-in-law is also an honest woman, but no matter how honest she is, she can't stand the mother-in-law's talk. Anyway, it's just noisy and noisy, and it doesn't stop for a day.

Until one day, the old lady quarreled with her daughter-in-law again. At that time, the old lady's son happened to come back, and he was used to this kind of scene. No one paid attention to eating at the dinner table first. I think it's a good way, and neither of them can be offended. When they are tired of quarreling, they naturally don't quarrel.

But the old lady didn't agree. She felt that her son didn't help her, and her daughter-in-law would bully her. No one helped her, so she cried back to her room and shouted "I don't live" while walking.

No one cares about this, because the old lady didn't say this once or twice. It's like this every time. She will definitely come out for dinner in less than half an hour.

My daughter-in-law may also be tired of quarreling, so she angrily filled a bowl of rice and ate it. But her mother-in-law didn't come out for a long time. The daughter-in-law said to her husband, "Child's father, why doesn't your mother come out for dinner?"

Her husband said, "I'll be out in a while. Do you still want to quarrel with her?"

"Who wants to quarrel with your mother? Don't you know what your mother is? You are her son and don't call her for dinner. The daughter-in-law said.

The husband thought about it. Let's stop it. After all, it's a family. I went.

But not long after the husband went there, he ran back with a pale face and took his wife's hand all the way to her mother's room. My wife, who was confused, was stunned when she arrived at her mother's room.

I thought her mother was just talking, but who knew that she killed herself by drinking pesticide, and I don't know where the pesticide came from.

Now the couple panicked. If others know this, how can they see people after such a pass? But it can't be secretive. People in the village will always say it.

If you die, you still have to say it, but you can't tell the truth. After thinking about it, the couple decided to report the funeral for a few days. After a few days, they said that their mother died of illness.

Four days later, the couple told the news of their mother's death according to the original plan, and the couple cried even more. The villagers are skeptical. Why didn't you hear about her illness before? It is normal for an old man in his sixties to die. No one wants to investigate this matter.

The couple thought it would pass like this. If they died, they would die. They still lived their lives. It was the seventh day of the old man's suicide, that is, the real first seven nights.

Because of the lie, I didn't admit that the first seven was on that day, and only the couple understood this. Rural people usually go to bed early, and there was no entertainment at that time. I remember that when I was a child, there was a family that slept as soon as it was dark, and the countryside was so simple.

The wife slept until midnight and vaguely felt that someone pushed open the door of her room, but who was it so late? I woke up at the thought of this. Looking out through the moonlight, I was so scared that I could clearly see a man standing by the bed, which was similar to her mother from her figure. He finally held out a scream and shook his husband hard.

The husband was tired for a day and was woken up by his wife. He scolded and said, "What the hell, don't let people sleep in the middle of the night."

The wife was so pale with fear that she couldn't say a word. She just pointed to the bedside, but there was nothing left at that time.

When the husband saw his wife's face, he just thought that she had a nightmare and comforted her, "Nothing. You must be dreaming. You have nothing to sleep."

The wife was puzzled and thought to her heart that she had just seen a person clearly. Why is it not here? Maybe it's really a dream. Forget it, it's gone. Go to bed. I have to get up early tomorrow.

But something strange happened again when I just lay down. The door in the countryside is made of wood. Generally, there will be a sound when you push it open. According to my years of research, it should be used to prevent thieves. If the door of the house is opened by thieves at night, the people at home will know the sound, and the thieves will be afraid.

The wife clearly heard the sound of the door being opened. It's like the sound of the wind blowing slowly, but the door has been locked before going to bed? The wife's heart rose to her throat, and it suddenly occurred to her that today is my mother's first seven. Isn't she back?

He shook his husband vigorously. This time, the husband did not fall asleep. Obviously, he also heard the sound and gently pulled his wife's hand, signaling not to speak. He got up and lit the oil lamp and waited quietly to see who it was. Gradually, there was no sound, and the silence was terrible, and all that was left was the heartbeat of the couple.

I thought it was all right. When I was about to blow it out, I almost scared out the couple's heart disease, and the door of the room slowly opened.

The couple's hearts rose to their throats at one time and looked out of the door at the same time. It's okay not to look at it, but they were even more possessed.

Seeing his mother standing alive outside the door, no, it can't be said to be alive at this time. Anyway, her mother is outside the door.

The husband jumped up from ** with a wow and tentatively called his mother.

But what I got was not the answer I imagined. I saw his mother say angrily, "You beast, don't call me mother. I don't have a son like you, and I actually came to hurt your mother with that stinky woman. Do you say you are a beast? When I was there, you two called me a bad day. I died and I couldn't be reincarnated. You beast, and your bitch, I want you to die. I want you all to come down and serve me.

After listening to this, the husband broke out in a cold sweat behind his back. Originally, his mother's brain was a little abnormal, but I'm afraid it would really kill them. Looking at the wife next to him, I don't know when she has fainted. At this time, his already dead mother rushed at him.

He has been working hard all year round. Naturally, he is agile and easily avoids it. He knew that if he stayed here today, there was an old saying that husband and wife were birds in the same forest, and they flew separately in the face of disaster. The husband didn't care about his wife. He grabbed the door and came out. He didn't know whether he was stupid or stupid. He didn't run outside, but ran inside. He went to the kitchen a few times. At that time, he was dumbfounded and had no way out! But his mother has come with him.

It is said that the rabbit is anxious and bites. If this person is really anxious, he dares to fight with the ghost. As long as it threatens his life, even his own mother will be put down.

When the husband saw that he had no retreat, he had to work hard. He copied one casually and didn't know anything. Ah, he rushed to her mother. Her mother may not have dodged because of a brain problem. She ate it firmly, and then a miracle happened again. Her mother screamed strangely and turned her head and ran away. It's gone at once.

The husband didn't dare to go out to chase him. He just stood there in a daze, gasping for breath. It took him a long time to realize his wife? He dragged his heavy legs back to the room. Seeing that his wife was still panting, he was not dead. After shaking for a long time, he finally woke up. He explained that the ghost had run away for a long time, and his wife calmed down.

After calming down, the husband realized that he had just hit the ghost. It turned out that it was a willow branch that I cut back for cooking a few days ago.

The couple didn't dare to sleep all night, looking forward to the dawn. At dawn, the couple washed their faces and went out. He went to find someone. I was looking for Grandpa Chen's father, Chen Banxian, who was in the legend of ten miles and eight townships a long time ago. He was very good at judging yin and yang affairs. It was said that he also reached some kind of agreement with the hell. As long as he took action, there was nothing he couldn't do.

The husband told Chen Banxian the original of the matter and dared not make any reservations. After hearing this, Chen Banxian shook his head and said, "You should never have changed the time and cause of death of the old man's death. The book of Yin Cao's life and death records when and how everyone died. If you change the old man and the number below, naturally she can't give birth. She will definitely come to you.

The husband had infinite fear in his heart when he recalled what happened last night and said anxiously, "Uncle Chen! What should I do? This ugliness can't be made public. You know that my mother-in-law is not bad, right? If this is spread, how will she be in the future? Do you know who my mother is? It's not my fault! Uncle Chen, you must save me."

Chen Banxian nodded and said, "It's not your life. Last night, the willow branch saved your life. Today, I will do this for you. I won't watch your family suffer. Tell me the time of your mother's death, and I'll change it back to your mother's reincarnation. Just burn some paper money at that time.

The couple knew that Banxian would help them and they would be fine. After telling Chen Banxian the time, Chen Banxian asked them to go home to prepare the paper incense candles, and he would go there in a moment. Naturally, the couple left gratefully.

Seeing that the couple left, the young Grandpa Chen opened his mouth and asked, "Dad, why can the willow tree hit the ghost?"

Chen Banxian has always asked and answered questions to his son. A hundred years later, his mantle will be passed on to him. The more you should teach him, the better. He said patiently, "The five elements of willow belong to wood, which is the same as mahogany. It's just that peach wood is the sun of wood, and willow wood is the sun of wood. Peach wood can drive away evil houses, and willow trees can also be used. Willow and mahogany are good things to exorcise evil spirits. Do you understand?"

Grandpa Chen naturally understood after listening to it. It's not a matter of Chen Banxian's ability to change such a little thing. Let's not show it for the time being.

When I was a child, Grandpa Chen told me this as a story. It's useful now. I decided to clean up the monster with willow branches and kill it.

Let's do it. I walked to the gate with a kitchen knife. I felt that I was very popular with a kitchen knife, and everyone was afraid.

After three, five and two, he climbed up the tree, and two, five, three, and cut a bundle of willow branches. I wrapped a large bundle of willow branches together, and I felt that it must hurt when I pulled them on my body.

Green-faced monster, let's see how I smoke you tonight.

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