Maoshan ghost hunter

Maoshan Ghostbuster Author: Qingzi

brief introduction:

Ye Shaoyang, the Maoshan ghost hunter, ventured into the city bravely, fighting people, ghosts, and charming demons and beautiful foxes.

Xiangxi Corpse King, Immortal Evil God, Disc Immortal and Fierce Spirit, Ghost Bandits from all directions.

A female celebrity who raises little ghosts, a blood-sucking royal princess, and a female president haunted by fox demons.

Maoshan magic, all the way!

Chapter 1 Mother and Child Corpse

In [-], on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Ghost Festival, and the night of the full moon, it is written in the almanac: Greedy wolves enter the house, the yin is extremely strong, and everything is inappropriate, especially avoid breaking ground.

In Huaishang County, Yuzhou, there is a remote mountain village called "Yejia Village".According to the custom, in the evening, every household burns two bundles of thick paper money in front of the door, one bundle is for worshiping ancestors, and the other bundle is for lonely ghosts passing by. Difficulty with this family.

After burning the paper money, every household closes the doors and windows tightly, goes to bed early, and those who believe in Buddhism will pray for a safe night.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain, hitting the leaves, rustling, like a lonely ghost walking at night, the wind whimpered, like crying, which added a touch of weird atmosphere to this unusual night.

On the small road at the head of the village, a vague figure loomed in the wind and rain, walked out of the village, went straight up the back mountain, and walked into a cemetery.

This cemetery is the ancestral tomb of the Ye family village, where the dead ghosts of the Ye family have been buried for hundreds of years.The black shadow finally came to a grave without a monument, and a ghost-calling banner was inserted on the grave, waving in the wind like a ghost hand.

The new soil on the tomb and the unfallen scrolls indicate that this is a new tomb.

"Second sister-in-law, today is your first seven days, just in time for Ghost Festival again, I see you are here." Her voice was hoarse, and she sounded no more than 40 years old.

After a moment of silence in front of the grave, the man untied a red silk umbrella from his back, opened it and inserted it in front of the grave to block the rain at night, carefully took out three sticks of incense, lit them and inserted them into the soil under the umbrella, ignoring the mud, and knelt down After kowtowing three times, he got up and took out a folded flat shovel and began to dig the grave.

The tomb was made of new soil, which had been soaked in rain and was very soft. In less than 10 minutes, a long hole was dug, and a layer of soil was wiped off, revealing a bright red coffin board, like blood dripping.

Most of the coffins are painted dark red, and those painted bright red are those who died violently. The resentment is too heavy, the thicker the red, the better the effect of suppressing evil.

Not only that, 33 thick red threads were wrapped around the coffin, criss-crossing, like a net, wrapping the coffin tightly, as if afraid of people in the coffin crawling out.

The man bowed to the bottom of the coffin, and said, "Second sister-in-law, I'm here to help you." He took out the dagger, cut off the red thread one by one, then used a crowbar to knock open seven seven-inch coffin nails, and took a deep breath. Tone, open the coffin——

A female corpse in a white shroud lay erect at the bottom of the coffin.

Under the faint light of the incense, the female corpse's face was pale, but her cloudy eyes were round and wide, like dead fish, with a hideous and terrifying expression, and an extremely cold aura exuded from her whole body.dead air.

"His..."

The man took a deep breath, although he was prepared, when he first saw this scene, his calf became weak, he hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed three more times to the female corpse, and said in a trembling voice:

"Second sister-in-law, you died on the delivery bed, with one corpse and two lives, but those people kept saying that the rules of the ancestors, disregarding human relations, separated you and the child and buried them in two places. Today is the night of your return, I, Ye Dabao Take the risk to dig out your poor child and return it to your second sister-in-law..."

As he said that, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and unwrapped it, but it turned out to be the corpse of a baby!

Putting the corpse on top of the female corpse, Ye Dabao bowed back, knelt on the ground, and waited anxiously.Suddenly, a woman's cry resounded through the wind and rain.

The female corpse sat up from the coffin in a jerk, her arms tightened, and ten withered fingers tightly grasped the baby's back. Facing Ye Dabao, a strange smile appeared on her face.

Ye Dabao knelt down on both knees, and bowed again: "Second sister-in-law, I have fulfilled your wish, and I will help you build the coffin and fill the grave later, so that people can't see it, please second sister-in-law to watch me work hard and satisfy my wishes." wish!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled up the three sticks of incense from his feet, put them under the face of the female corpse, and smoked the female corpse's chin, and prepared a copper basin with his other hand, and continued underneath.

The female corpse stretched her neck forward and remained motionless, coordinating with Ye Dabao.

The corpse oil dripped into the copper basin, and after 10 minutes, a full layer had accumulated on the bottom of the basin.The female corpse frowned little by little, showing a terrifying expression.

Ye Dabao hastily removed the incense burner and the copper basin, covered the copper basin with plastic, and put it in his arms. Seeing the female corpse slowly laying back into the coffin, holding the baby in her arms, with a satisfied expression on her face, he felt relieved tone.

"Second sister-in-law, after you have a baby, after seventy-seven and forty-nine days, you will become a dead mother and child. If you have a grudge, you will take revenge. Dabao will build your coffin for you, so that you can rest and practice..."

Ten minutes later, Ye Dabao looked at the grave he had reburied, and could not see any flaws from the outside, so he bowed and turned around and hurried down the mountain.

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A month later, at the home of Ye Dagong, the head of Ye Family Village.

August is the hottest time of the year, and other people's houses open their doors to ventilate and use electric fans, but Ye Dagong's back room is closed with three coal stoves burning inside.

On the bed, a five or six-year-old child was wrapped in a thick quilt, his lips were still purple from the cold, his whole body was shivering, and he couldn't help crying out for the cold.

Grand Duke Ye stood in the room for a while, and was covered in sweat. He sighed and walked out the door, wiping the sweat and tears off his face with all his might.

"Father, Shaoyang, he..." A young woman in her twenties stepped forward and looked at Grandpa Ye with her eyes swollen from crying. She is Grandpa Ye's daughter-in-law, that is, the mother of the child in the room.

"Let's talk about it when the soldier comes back."

Grand Duke Ye shook his head helplessly. He has been a barefoot doctor for decades, and he can't do anything about his grandson's illness. For half a month, he carried his grandson on his back to all the hospitals in the county and the city. I went there, but nothing was found out. Ye Dagong began to suspect that his grandson was not sick at all, but provoked some kind of evil. He invited the witch from the village to do a ritual, but it didn't work. So early this morning Send the son to the city to ask the master to come back.

Just as he was talking, his son Ye Bing came back, bringing back an old man dressed as a Taoist priest.

"Who is this……"

"It's the Taoist priest I invited from the city. He heard about the situation in Shaoyang, and he is willing to come and have a look."

"It's time for the Taoist priest." Ye Dagong bowed his hands and looked up and down the comer with a pair of eyes.

This old Taoist looks to be in his sixties, he is very thin, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, splayed eyebrows, and triangular eyes. The feeling of air duct bone.

Dagong Ye frowned darkly. There are too many scammers these days, and there are also fake Taoist monks. He doesn't think this old Taoist priest looks capable anyway. Try, very politely ask the old Taoist priest to visit his grandson in the back room.

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Chapter 2 Opening the Casket

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist waved his hand, pulled a bench by himself, sat down in the courtyard, and said: "Wuliang Tianzun, the poor Taoist hasn't had dinner yet, let me get something to eat first."

Dagong Ye was startled, and ordered his daughter-in-law to cook quickly. He also used the excuse of being a helper, called his son to the kitchen, and asked him about the origin of this old Taoist priest.

"According to my father's intention, I originally went to the county town to find Zhang Daxian. When I was eating steamed buns in the county town, I happened to be at the same table with this old Taoist priest. He could tell at a glance that I had a corpse smell on my body. He listened to me and said the situation immediately. He expressed his willingness to help, so I brought him back." Speaking of this, he lowered his voice, "Father, this old Taoist...isn't he a liar?"

Grand Duke Ye didn't answer, but asked, "Does he want money?"

"Yes, I will give him [-] yuan after the deal is done. As soon as I thought it was important to save my life, I agreed."

Five thousand... At that time, especially for a rural family, it was really not a small amount.But as long as he can save his grandson, let alone five thousand, he will kill Grand Duke Ye, and Grand Duke Ye will not frown. However, if he is a liar, he will spend money and waste time. The current situation of grandson is one day. It's not as good as one day.

With complicated emotions, Grandpa Ye returned to the courtyard, made two cups of tea, sat opposite the old Taoist, drank tea and chatted together, trying to set up the old Taoist's details, but the old Taoist didn't want to talk to him at all, only said his own way Its name is Qingyunzi, and it comes from Maoshan. I don't want to say more about the rest.

Grand Duke Ye was even more skeptical, but until now, he had no choice but to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After the meal was ready, Qing Yunzi was not polite, and asked Ye Bing to go to the village store to buy a bottle of the best wine, and ate and drank leisurely by himself for almost an hour, then wiped his mouth and stretched his waist , with a hint of alcohol, staggered towards the back room.

Seeing his crooked steps, Grand Duke Ye sighed secretly.