Except for the scorching sun overhead, the Dragon King did not react at all, so I swung my pickaxe and started digging at the corner of the Dragon King Temple.
The words I just said were also for the Dragon King to hear. After the reform and opening up, there is a crime called "digging socialist corners", so digging is not a good thing. I have already made arrangements with the Dragon King. Since he did not show any opposition, I can't blame him.
I dug with a clang, and when I dug more than a foot deep, I actually hooked out a piece of clothing with my pickaxe. Then the pit was covered with white frost as if it was air-conditioned, and the white frost disappeared instantly as soon as it came into contact with the sun.
I rubbed my hands and couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, I finally found the real owner." Green smoke coming out of the grave is a blessing, while white frost is death. Generally speaking, in this case, a big fire can solve the problem. But since I want to catch the bone girl hiding in the villagers' house, it is useless even if I burn her nest.
I burned a "soil-breaking talisman" and threw it into the pit. After the sun evaporated the white frost in the pit, I rolled up my sleeves and started digging with my hands. After a while, I dug out clothes, pants and shoes, but no bones.
The bone girl has nothing to do with the soul before death. She is caused by resentment and instinctively does not want to die. Moreover, the bone girl is not like the wronged soul. She has no mind and everything she does is based on instinct.
She was formed because of the special burial location, with the Heilongjiang River behind her and the Dragon King Temple blocking the light in front. If you look closely, you can see many termite eggs in the pit, which means that the deceased was eaten by termites in a very short time. The Dragon King Temple suppressed her resentment, which formed an evil creature like the Bone Girl. As for what I saw last night, it was an illusion left by the Bone Girl here.
I put the woman's clothes, pants, and shoes in the position of a person, but now I still lack a head to be complete. After searching around, I finally found the white flour buns that I used when praying for rain that day in the Dragon King Temple. I said to the Dragon King: "I have to help you restore the feng shui of the temple. Don't be surprised if I move some of your things." I bowed several times and left the temple with a large plate of buns.
I stacked the five large buns into a disc shape, clapped my hands, and that was it. The rest was simple. I went to the temple to tear off a piece of cloth and covered the human-shaped buns and their bodies tightly, so that no sunlight could see them.
In the past, Zhuge Liang used steamed buns as human heads when he borrowed the east wind. I did the same thing. The five steamed buns must be arranged in a flower shape. Covering them with cloth is also to prevent the sun from breaking the magic. I grabbed some soil from the ground and sprinkled it several times. Then I drew a nine-square grid above the steamed buns. This grid cannot be drawn randomly. It must be drawn according to the direction of the village.
Find a wooden stick and stand it in the center of the nine-square grid. Then tie eight red ropes on the wooden stick, distribute them in eight directions, and then press them down with stones. Finally, it was easy. To show respect to the spirit, I first lit three incense sticks and bowed to the tomb. Then I stuck the incense sticks upside down into the steamed bun and chanted: "Yuanshi Shangzhen, Shuangjing Erxuan, soul enters the underworld, spirit is in all directions, make my god, nowhere to hide!"
In a flash, the rag covering the tomb was bulging up and down, like an inflated balloon, but the steamed bun pressed by the incense sticks did not move at all. I counted silently in my heart. After ten seconds, I immediately took off the three incense sticks. I saw a white frost spraying out from the gap burned by the incense, and a ball of frost blew right at the position of the eight red ropes.
I hurriedly ran to the red rope and looked down, and saw that there were traces of water drops in the first grid on the upper left of the nine-square grid.
I took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and finally found it. You know what, the white flour buns Dragon King didn't eat, but I used them.
I used a folk Feng Shui tracking method, because the yin and yang of heaven and earth are interdependent, and all things are interdependent. The clothes are the clothes that the bone girl wore before leaving the tomb, so it must be related to the bone girl. The nine-square grid is estimated according to the approximate scale of the whole village. There must be errors, but the specific location is not wrong.
The steps are to expose the grave pit to the sun first to break the yin inside, but naturally some yin will penetrate into the clothes, and the clothes will be arranged into a human shape. In the end, only the head is missing, so the steamed bun can only be used as the head.
After putting away the tools, the clothes of the bone girl were burned with fire. No matter how wronged she was, it was the police uncle's business. We each have our own duties, he treats yang, and I treat yin. What's more, the bone girl is already dead, and it is estimated that the soul has already been reincarnated, so it is the top priority to eliminate this evil thing first.
Time waits for no one. I carried my backpack and ran to the northeast corner of the village. I stepped on chicken poop and chased away several white geese along the way. I finally arrived at the place, but when I looked at it, I felt bad. There were many people gathered outside the big tile house in front of me. There were wreaths of different sizes at the door. I knew that someone had died.
There were many relatives in the countryside. People came to pay their respects one after another. Among them, there were also some men, women, old and young who came to wait for free meals. Because after the mourning, it was noon, and the family members would prepare some food, so there would be more than a dozen tables outside the courtyard.
The women in the courtyard cried loudly, and before I entered the door, I saw Zhou Changfa walking towards me and said, "Master, I heard from my wife that you went out early with a pickaxe. What did you do?"
"Digging something." I didn't want to say too much to him, and then I asked about the situation in the house.
Zhou Changfa told me that the dead man was his cousin's son, who was less than 30 years old this year. He died at home in the morning. It was a pity for the orphan and widow. After saying that, he sighed and said that his cousin's nephew was particularly honest and simple. He raised pigs for him in his pig farm. He was diligent and hardworking. He was better than his son in his words.
I sighed and realized that I was really late this time. I told Zhou Changfa that since I met him, I would pay my respects. Besides, I was a Taoist priest and could go in to help see if there were any taboos. He agreed very happily and led me into the big yard. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the mourning hall.
The photo showed a young man who looked honest and loyal. The middle-aged women who cried the most should be the man's parents. I stared at the woman burning paper carefully and found that although she lowered her head to wipe her tears, in my eyes, she was an old lady with a pale face and fluffy hair.
I laughed at myself when I saw this. According to Hu Xiangu, the bone girl is a walking skeleton in the eyes of people with a righteous heart. In my eyes, although she is ugly, she also has a layer of skin. So, I am still a little bit frivolous.
However, people around me were talking about it. I heard someone whispering something like "a pretty woman is in mourning." Another person said, "It's a pity that the daughter-in-law of the old Liu family is so young and beautiful and is widowed."
Someone else said, "Liu Dasha must be very tired at night. If I marry such a daughter-in-law, I will probably live three years less."
I kept listening to some people's discussions, but the unified tone was all envy of the deceased Liu Dasha, and some even had a hint of gloating in their words.
I glanced at Zhou Changfa, his eyes were wide open, just like a wolf seeing a fat sheep. If there were not so many people around, I would doubt whether he would pounce on the "shriveled old lady" directly.
I was always thinking about how to lead the bone girl to a deserted place. After thinking for a while, I made a decision. So I sneaked out of the door, ran to the table outside the yard, and stole a bottle of white wine while no one was paying attention.
I spilled half of the wine on myself, carried the bottle and staggered into the house pretending to be drunk. At first, everyone's attention was on the "pretty wife", and no one paid attention to me. But it was not easy to attract people's attention. I stood in front of the mourning hall, pretending to be drunk, pointed at the bone girl and said: "Bold monster, you have caused a lot of harm to people. Tell me, did you kill your man!"
The crowd exploded all of a sudden, and people began to blame me constantly. Some strong guys even wanted to beat me up in order to avoid being beaten. I pointed at the portrait and said nonsense: "This person is a boy under the Jade Emperor in heaven. He came to the world to benefit the people. If it weren't for you, this person would definitely be a third-rank official!" A third-rank official, in today's world, can at least be a member of the Standing Committee.
The people who wanted to beat me started to grumble, especially the parents of the deceased, who stopped crying and asked me what happened with interest. After all, they also saw the scene of praying for rain and still had some respect for me.
So I took half a bottle of wine and poured it on the bone girl.
The bone girl was so angry that she trembled and pointed at me and said: "My husband is dead, what else do you want? I really don't want to live anymore!" After saying this, she ran back to the house crying loudly.
Zhou Changfa complained to me for a few words, and then said: "Drunk too much, orphans and widows, there is no monster, sisters, you guys chat with the master here, I'll go in to see, what should I do if Xiaohong commits suicide."
Faced with the crowd's questions, I knew that this drama had to be played out in full. The bone girl didn't know she was a bone girl. She could only be regarded as an evil or even a monster. The way she harmed people was to catch a woman who was cheating on her, and then instinctively peeled off her skin and bones, and then replaced her skin, possessed her memory, and lived for her.
When her man died, the bone girl would leave after seven days and continue to look for the next target, so it would definitely not work if she was not eliminated.
As for me, with my eloquence, I almost said that Liu Dasha of their family was the reincarnation of Zhu Yuanzhang, and I also caught people's hearts, because everyone hopes that their children will be good, even if they die, they hope that their children can become ghosts and gods.
After I fooled them like this, the women in the village began to attack the Liu family's daughter-in-law. So I said to everyone, "You go out first, leave this to me, and wait until I make this ghost show its true colors, then you can come in and take a look."