The years of reselling the haunted house

I moved my tongue and found that my tongue could move a little bit.I think, now there is no place to move except my heart and tongue.

I quickly inserted the tip of my tongue between the upper and lower teeth, and sucked down with all the strength on my teeth.

The teeth bit down on the tip of the tongue, and a tingling pain spread from the tip of the tongue, spreading quickly throughout the body like an electric current.

At the same time, my body shook, and I woke up from the dazed state.

I stood up suddenly, only to feel a gust of wind blowing around my body.The paper ash that had just been burned in the brazier in front of him was thrown into the air and flew around.

At the same time, the thatch around the mourning hall made a fluttering sound and was constantly fluttered by the wind.

I quickly looked towards the bone room, the oil lamp was still on.It seemed that after the little fly entered, there was no response.Pang Haihai's snoring was still coming here and there, in a rhythmic tone.

It seems that other than me, the two living people in this yard were not here just now.So who was the person whispering in my ear just now?

I looked at the ashes of paper that kept churning in the brazier, and the flame of the wick of the long burning lamp next to me unexpectedly grew a big part at this time.

The flame, which was originally only the size of a fingernail, has now risen to a height of more than half a foot, making a sizzling sound.

What caught my attention even more was that the three sticks of incense I had given to the old stall had already burned half.

There was a strange change in the remaining half of the fragrance.

The three Buddha incense sticks that were originally aligned at the same time are now of different lengths.The two incense sticks on the left and the middle are kept at the same height, while most of the incense stick on the far right has been burned, and its length is only half of the length of the other two incense sticks.

Seeing the shape of this incense, my brain buzzed, and my scalp felt numb.

There are certain omens foreshadowing the final shape of this kind of incense when it is burned.The third uncle once gave me an incense spectrum, which shows the various situations of incense types after burning incense, and each different type of incense represents a different meaning.

Now the most common incense books have dozens of meanings, while the incense books mastered by more advanced magicians have no less than a hundred kinds, or even more.

Just one of the shapes can also evolve into different predictions.

Therefore, many people will rely on looking at incense to predict their future and numerology.This kind of person also had a professional name in ancient times, called the fragrant person.

The third uncle said that a clever incense holder can calculate your past and future lives just by the type of fragrance you have finished using.

The most basic function of looking at incense is to be able to see the recent fortune of the incense holder.

I have read the incense spectrum given to me by my third uncle, but I have not read the complete list of dozens of incense spectrums.I just remembered a few of them that I think are the most important, and I may use them in the future.

There is a saying about the fragrance type I saw today, two long at the same head, one short at the waist.This is a typical urging incense.

The explanatory text of the fragrance spectrum of this life-threatening incense says that black and white impermanence comes to claim life, seduces the soul and frightens ghosts and gods.

At that time, I was very impressed with this kind of incense spectrum. At that time, I was still thinking, if someone burns incense and has this shape, it would be very unlucky.

I didn't expect to come across this fragrance today.

And it was still in front of the coffin of the old stall, thinking of what I had just experienced, the cold sweat broke out endlessly on my body, and the clothes on my body were all wet.

Could it be that what I heard whispering in my ear just now is the so-called impermanence of black and white?

Black and white impermanence to kill?

What do you want?Whose life?

mine?

Or an old stall?

Or Fatty and Little Fly...

A few thoughts flashed through my mind quickly, and my mind was also in a mess.

I have used incense many times, and even more so almost every day when I was in Sanqingtang in the hotel.There has never been a situation like today.At that time, I always thought that the so-called incense spectrum was a lie.

I didn't expect that the incense I put on today has changed. What is certain is that this is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

The explanation on the incense book says that black and white impermanence comes to kill, but I don't really believe that black and white impermanence really comes.People say that black and white are impermanent, but in fact, whether those two were invented by the people or are characters in myths and legends, these cannot be tested.None of us have ever seen what these two look like.

At this time, the paper ash that was blown up by a gust of wind floated in the air for a while, and then fell down one after another.

Before that, a lot of paper money had been burned in the brazier, and there was also a lot of paper ashes left after burning.

At this time, the paper ash that was blown up by the wind almost covered the entire mourning hall.

I also fell a lot on my body, I shook off the paper ashes on my body, and took a look into the mourning hall.

This made my heart hang again.

Because the paper dust was scattered everywhere, but there was only one place, which was smooth, without half a piece of paper dust.

That place is the coffin of the old stall.

I was shocked. There is a saying in this situation, it is called the paper ash does not fall to the top.This shows that the deceased in the coffin died uneasy.

Chapter 539 Fraud?

On the top of the coffin lid, the black lacquer surface glowed with a layer of dim light under the dim light.On the entire coffin lid, not only did no paper ash fall, but from my point of view, the dark light seemed to emanate from the inside of the coffin.

At this moment, I suddenly heard rustling sounds from the gate of the yard.

The sound was not very clear at first, but it got closer and closer.

I was shocked, and hastily pulled out the Jianglong wooden sword that I carried with me, held it in my hand, and held it in front of my chest.

I focused all my attention on the gate of the yard, but suddenly a voice came from behind me.

Like something was hitting the board.

My scalp went numb, behind me was the coffin of that old stall.

I didn't care about the front, and turned around quickly, looking behind me.

At this time, there was another knocking sound.Sure enough, it came from the coffin.

My heart beat wildly, and the hand holding the Jianglong wooden sword began to shake involuntarily.

I opened the coffin just now, and the old stall lying in it was already dead by the looks of it.At this time, there was a knocking sound from inside the coffin. Could it be that the old stall cheated the corpse?

The voices in the coffin became more and more clear, apart from the knocking sound, there was also the sound of scratching.

If you have a rich imagination, you can completely imagine the old man in the coffin, tapping the coffin board with his fingers and scratching the coffin with his nails.

It seems that my premonition is very accurate, something will really happen tonight.

I tried my best to calm myself down and took out a talisman from my body.These talisman papers are some bottom talismans that Pang Dahai and I drew just in case before we came to Nanliu Village.

The so-called bottom symbols, the runes drawn on them are some basic runes.The function of the basic runes is equivalent to announcing to the ghosts and gods, saying that I will use talisman paper here, and get ready on your side.

When it's time to use it, if you want the talisman to play any role, just read the formula of the talisman, draw two more strokes on the talisman paper at the same time, complete the activation talisman, and just type out the talisman.

It's just that this method of drawing the base symbol first and then adding the runes is not adopted by those rune masters.Because the power of this kind of talisman is far inferior to the power of a talisman drawn in one go.

But Pang Haihai and I have studied it in private. With our skills, it is still a bit difficult to draw powerful runes in an emergency.So we had no choice but to prepare some bottom symbols first, and when we encountered a crisis, we could take them out and use them directly.It's better than being helpless.

I took out the talisman, quickly took out the vermilion pen, made a few touches on the talisman, read a spell from my mouth, and finally drank: "All living beings are boundless, and the bones still exist, far away in the heavenly realm, be safe by the body of the talisman... Duh..."

Following my shout, I slapped the talisman in my hand on the coffin lid.

It was a corpse-preventing talisman. If there was any change in the corpse of the old stall, my talisman should be able to start working.

Sure enough, the corpse talisman was patted on the coffin. Although there was no glue on it, it was firmly attached to the coffin.

And the sound of knocking and scratching from inside the coffin was also inaudible.

When I saw that the talisman paper worked, I couldn't help but feel complacent.Who said that Pang Dahai and I are not strong enough in skill or charm.I was able to calm down the old stall's corpse with just a bottom amulet.

But having said that, the change in the old stall's body, and the fact that the paper ashes did not fall off the top, all showed that there was resentment in his body.This is obviously not a normal death, but something grievous.If there is, it needs to be transcended again, otherwise even if it enters the soil, it will not be safe.

This matter is very serious, so I thought of going to the bone room as soon as possible to call out the little flies.Such a big thing happened outside, he should know some specific details, right?

I was about to go to the bone room to call the little fly, but found that the piece of talisman paper I just pasted on the coffin had burst into a blue flame without any warning.

The flames burned very quickly, and burned my talisman paper almost instantly.

After the talisman paper was burned, there was not even a little ashes left.

My cold sweat broke out immediately, which showed that the power of my talisman paper was not enough to hold down the corpse of the old stall in the coffin.

Sure enough, as the talisman was burned, there were knocking and scratching sounds from the coffin again.

And soon, the coffin board shook, and then slowly lifted upwards.

The coffin lid slowly lifted a crack, as if being pushed up by the things inside.

I was dumbfounded, and slowly raised the Dragon Subduing Wooden Sword in my hand.

At this time, a few fingers slowly stretched out from the gap in the coffin.The fingers were bony and had big joints, clearly the hand of the old man.

My scalp was a little irritated. If I just judged that the old stall's fraudulent corpse was still speculation, then now that the old stall's own hand stretched out, it really happened.

"Not good." I quickly took out two more talismans, and pasted them again.

At this time, the hand shrank back as if it had been pricked by a needle.The lid of the coffin, which had just been lifted a crack, snapped back again.

But I know that my two talismans won't last long.If this continues, the old stall will come out sooner or later.

I was very cruel, instead of doing this, I might as well take the risk once.

I gritted my teeth, held the Jianglong wooden sword in my hand, stretched out my left hand, and pressed it against the coffin lid.

With luck, I tried to push the lid of the coffin away.

I want to use this dragon subduing wooden sword to deal a fatal blow to the corpse of the old stall.Even if he has already turned into a dead body, as long as my sword made of Jianglong wood pierces his heart, it will be enough to stop his deadly transformation.

Just like the few water zombies we dealt with.

But this time, even though I used all my strength, the coffin lid seemed to be welded together. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move it a little bit.

What's going on?I pushed it away just now and saw the old stall inside.

Why can't it move after such a short time?

I put the Jianglong wooden sword in my waist and stretched out my hands, trying to push the coffin lid away.

At this moment, a dark light burst out from the lid of the coffin.

No, that wasn't light, it was a faint black mist.

The mist shrouded the surface of the coffin, and at first glance it looked like a dark light.At this time, they are emerging from the inside of the coffin through the lid of the coffin in endless streams.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

I was hesitating about what to do next when suddenly a loud shout came from the side.

Chapter 540 Sealing the coffin with ink thread

I heard the sound and looked, and found the little fly standing at the door of the bone-splitting room with a pale face, staring at me.

"This coffin..."

Just as I was about to explain, the little fly rushed over quickly and pushed me away.He stared at the coffin for a few times, his face changed drastically, he quickly returned to the bone room, ran out as fast as he could, stretched out his hand and stuffed something into my hand, and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Seal the coffin."

Only then did I see that what he stuffed into my hand was a piece of thread, and the other end of the thread was an ink fountain.The ink fountain was in his hand.This ink fountain should also be an old object, and its top was polished to a shiny finish by hand.

I understand, this is an old ink fountain, and what I have in my hand is the ink fountain thread.

The ink fountain is a kind of equipment used by carpenters to hang threads. According to legend, it was created by Lu Ban, the ancestor of carpenters.

Carpenters, masons, blacksmiths, and strippers are collectively known as the four major craftsmen of our folk.

Among the four major craftsmen, carpenters are the first, which shows that carpenters play an important role.And most of the tools in the carpenter's hands were created and passed down by the ancestor Lu Ban, so there is a lot of attention to these tools.For example, the ax used by a carpenter cannot be used to chop meat or bones, and the carpenter's ruler and ink fountain should not be placed randomly, but should be placed in a relatively clean, tidy and important place in the home.

Some old carpenters even enshrine tools that have been used for many years.

Among them, the most mysterious is the carpenter's ink fountain.In ancient times, a carpenter worked outside and had to go home at night. Other tools may be stored in the master's house, but there is one thing he must take with him, and that is the ink fountain.

Carpenters have an extremely persistent belief in ink fountains.They firmly believe that if you bring an ink fountain on the night road, you will be protected from ghosts and evil spirits.In fact, the ink fountain can indeed ward off evil spirits.Because the ink fountain is used to pick straight lines and measure the righteousness of the world, it is a symbol of carpenters, it can measure integrity, and it is a thing of righteousness that can suppress all evils.After adding chicken blood and other things, the power is doubled, and a hundred ghosts will not commit crimes.

The third uncle had also instilled these things in me, so when I saw the ink fountain thread in my hand, I immediately understood that the little fly was taken out at this time, definitely not to do carpentry work with me, but to ward off evil spirits.

I took a look at my hands, and the stained ink stains were obviously red, obviously chicken blood or cinnabar was added to it.

After such a lot of tossing, I pasted two talisman papers on the inside of the slightly calm coffin, and there was another sound.

The coffin lid also began to shake.The black mist above the coffin rose again.

"Hurry up, or it will be too late." The little fly yelled.

I understood, quickly grabbed one end of the ink thread, and ran to the front of the coffin, while the little fly ran to the end of the coffin.

He lifted the ink fountain thread and put it down again.