Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

On the first day of the new year, Mrs. Song sobered up and decided to visit the grave of her dead old man. Early in the morning, after dinner, we set off.

First, I went to the small shop and bought a large bag of paper money, and then went up the mountain along the mountain road next to the village committee. Before going up the mountain, I didn’t forget to take a look at the back window of the village committee.

Tired and panting, we finally arrived at the Song family graveyard.

Mrs. Song swept away the snow on the stone tablet, counted the paper money and began to chant:

"Old man~, you are enjoying a blessing over there. I have burned so much money for you, and you have to protect me! You show your spirit and ask Gangzi to come out quickly, and ask Gangzi's wife to give birth to a baby quickly. Grandson, come out."

Then he added two more pieces of paper money and shouted: "You have to show up, or you can take it away with me. I can't do anything these days..."

"boom!"

As soon as Mrs. Song said this, the pile of burning paper in front of her suddenly exploded, and paper ashes flew all over the sky. Mrs. Song was so shocked that she squatted on her butt and leaned over.

He kicked his legs and moved back, his triangular eyes widening. "What's going on? Huh? Don't scare me, old man. Woo hoo..."

Not caring about anything else, he ran down the mountain while shouting, half running, half crawling.

Not long after Mrs. Song ran away, several little boys emerged from the thorn bushes next to the grave circle.

"Tch~ You are so timid, even firecrackers are scared."

After saying that, they all ran away laughing and joking. I only kept half a bag of paper money that I hadn’t had time to burn.

When Mrs. Song ran home, Song Paner was feeding the donkey. I saw her face was pale, her body was covered with dirt and snow, and there were a few pine needles stuck in her head. She was mumbling as if she had lost her soul.

Song Pan'er curiously watched her grandma enter the house and didn't come out all day.

Mrs. Song was also unlucky. When she went to the village shop to buy paper money, Liu Fugen happened to bump into her.

He was taking a few friends with him to take firecrackers to the Hetao to blow up the ice.

Song Pan'er's string of red earth was sent to his heart. There were not two strings in the whole village, and he, Liu Fugen, had the only one.

No, I greeted several classmates early in the morning. He listened to them following him, praising him, hoping to give some to them to play with.

I accidentally saw Song Pan'er wearing a scarf and carrying a bag of paper money heading up the mountain.

Liu Fugen had bad thoughts.

"Brothers, do you think Song Pan'er is our boss?" After getting everyone's affirmative answer, he then asked: "Then the boss was bullied by evil people, should we avenge him?"

"Yes, it should be."

"Yes, we must take revenge."

The children surrounding him all echoed.

Liu Fugen raised his arms and said, "If the boss is humiliated, then we, the younger brothers, are incompetent. Let's set off to take revenge. We will come back with ten firecrackers per person."

"Oh~~ let's go."

Just like that, a group of children followed Mrs. Song up the mountain. Hiding in the thorn bushes, he threw a firecracker into the pile of paper.

Mrs. Song was crying with tears, and she didn't see the little red firecracker flying into the fire. She thought that the old man appeared and got angry and was scared away.

Mrs. Song fell ill when she returned home.

Wait until dinner time in the evening. When Song Pan'er took a look, Mrs. Song was already burning red in bed, and her eyes were moving very slowly.

Song Pan'er actually didn't want to take care of her. After years of torture and abuse, she really had no affection at all towards these so-called relatives. In line with the virtue of God's good will, Song Pan'er found the barefoot doctor Lu Ying. .

"Hey, Mom Zhigang, I'm not telling you, are you being insincere in worshiping the family immortal? Otherwise, why is your family still so unlucky?"

While Lu Ying was taking the all-purpose formula dexamethasone, she started to feel weird.

Last time she came to get the chicken in the middle of the night, she didn't even see a feather. It was really a waste of her efforts because she talked nonsense for a long time.

No matter whether Mrs. Song responded or not, Lu Ying started to encourage again, "I'm afraid that Baojiaxian is not satisfied with this and is giving you a warning. You have to do the same as last time and worship again."

I put an intravenous drip on Mrs. Song, took out a syringe, and gave Mrs. Song an antipyretic injection.

"His third aunt, cough~ I am the Baojiaxian appearing? Ahem~ not my old man?" Mrs. Song's voice was hoarse, so she said a cough.

"What's going on? Tell me what's going on with you? From what I see on your face, it could be Baojiaxian, or someone else may have taken a liking to you. Please tell me in detail."

Lu Ying paused for a moment, there was something inside! She couldn't talk nonsense anymore, she had to talk to Tantan first.

"Ouch~ This is terrible, cough~ I'm going to visit my old man's grave, cough~ The paper money was half burned, and the fire suddenly exploded, cough~ It scared my old lady to death, wuwu~ cough cough. ....."

When Mrs. Song talked about this, her tears couldn't stop flowing. She cried in a hoarse voice. Her cheeks, which didn't have much flesh, were sunken. It looked a little scary.

Lu Ying shuddered when she heard this. What's going on? Could it be that her fake Taoist priest met a real ghost?

"Oh, this is not just Baojiaxian's business. You have to go find the master in the temple. Just finish the drip and pull it out after a while. You still have to hang a few more needles. The bottle I’ll just come and collect it tomorrow.”

After saying that, regardless of Mrs. Song reaching out to grab her hand, she picked up the medicine box and left.

Song Pan'er sent Lu Ying away. When she came back, she heard Mrs. Song in the upper room still whining. She didn't know what she was howling.