To Raise a Soul

The old wooden wedges were no longer usable, and there were no new ones in the toolbox.

After repairing the damaged door frame with nails, Yin Yan got up and walked outside, picked up a strong broken log and came back.

"Axe and planer."

This time Yu Zhen finally stopped being in a daze, and immediately found out the tools and handed them over.

Yin Yan took the tool, and neatly chopped the broken wood into several sections. The whole process was done in one piece, with a relaxed posture, as if what he was chopping was not a piece of wood, but a piece of tofu.

Yu Zhen's eyes widened slightly. He never expected that Yin Yan, who looked like a sick and noble son, would be so strong and could chop wood so easily.

In comparison, I seemed to be a fool who was struggling to chop wood a few days ago.

After cutting the broken wood into a suitable length, Yin Yan observed the planer and began to plan the wood.

The bark and sawdust flew together, and the broken wood slowly changed its appearance, as if in the blink of an eye, a new wooden wedge appeared in Yin Yan's hands.

Yu Zhen almost wanted to applaud him.

After installing the new wooden wedge, Yin Yan put down the tool and lifted the door panel again, fixed the door panel on the door frame, and looked at Yu Zhen from the side: "Hold the handle."

"Huh? Oh oh."

Yu Zhen retracted her hands that were about to clap together in time, closed the toolbox, stepped over, and reached out to hold the door panel.

I didn't feel it when I was squatting, but now when I stood up close and compared it, I realized that Yin Yan was really tall.And looking from the bottom up, Yin Yan's facial features are still good-looking and cannot be faulted.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world? Obviously, the facial features are not much better than other good-looking people, but they are good-looking. When you raise your hand, lower your head, and do something casually, you can't look away.

this is not right.

Yu Zhen faintly felt that something was wrong with him, and all kinds of reactions seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, but when he got close to the other party, the faint warm aura wafting from the other party made him unable to concentrate on thinking about what was wrong.

"Help here."

The back of his hand suddenly warmed up, and the good-looking palm that he had just stared at for a long time covered it, gently took his hand, moved it to the upper part of the door frame, tightened it as if it was fixed, and then moved it naturally. opened.

The opponent's hand was pale, slender, and beautiful. It seemed that it should have a slightly cool temperature, but after actually touching it, he realized that the opponent's hand was very warm. It was so warm that he almost couldn't control it.

After Yin Yan went around the door panel, he began to fix the loose connection of the door panel with nails.

Yu Zhen stared wide-eyed at the door panel with the familiar old pattern in front of him. His eyes swept across the traces of yellow talisman paper left on it, and he took a step back suddenly.

The warm breath was far away, and just a gust of north wind blew away the inexplicable atmosphere around.

His somewhat blank and confused eyes slowly became clear, his confused brain began to rotate normally, and the thoughts that had been broken due to the sudden coldness reconnected to the track, so everything in front of him seemed inexplicable and funny.

The strange guest who came to the door suddenly, the inexplicable hug, and then the familiar repair door, everything went very strangely, and there was a sense of reason and reason.

...a horrible sense of entitlement.

He pursed his lips tightly, tightened his hand holding the door panel, tried to suppress the trembling fear rising in his heart, took a shallow breath, and asked, "You... who are you?"

Is it a human or a ghost?Or some monster that can confuse people's hearts and disturb people's will?

The knocking stopped, and a pale hand stretched out from behind the door panel again, and then, in Yu Zhen's sight as if facing an enemy, he staggered his hand and landed on the lower part of the door panel, and gently lifted the door up.

"Crooked."

After a few more knocks, Yin Yan came out from behind the door panel with a hammer, raised his hand to gently wipe off the sawdust on the sweater, and replied: "I am Yin Yan, you rescued me from the red sports car more than half a month ago. The next person, I came here specially this time to thank you."

Half a month ago?Sports car?

The memory suddenly came back, and the picture I saw that night appeared in front of my eyes, the body gradually losing temperature, the blood in the eyes... and the fingers that moved suddenly.

Yu Zhen's face turned pale in a flash, and he let go of the hand holding the door without hesitation, seeing Yin Yan's face that was almost transparent in the sun, completely bloodless, his heart clenched into a ball, and he took a step back carefully , then turned around and ran towards Guannei with big strides, closing the door forcefully.

click.

Also dropped the lock.

"Immeasurable Life Buddha, blessed by the patriarch, the heavens and the earth are spirited, and the ghosts and ghosts will be scattered."

He clasped his hands in front of his face, leaning his back against the door panel and recited some words and phrases he heard from his grandfather and TV dramas. His fear and tension were infinitely magnified, and he almost cried again in panic.

I haven't figured out the weirdness of Peach Blossom Branch yet, and now there is another guy who seems to be fraudulent, what should I do?What should he do?

"Grandpa, save me."

He looked at the portrait in the hall, thought of something, and hurriedly let go of his hand to his pocket, trying to take out the safety bead, but found nothing, dazed for a few seconds, rushed forward in a hurry, found the incense candle and lit it, and began to pay homage to the portrait in the hall And the statue of the patriarch on the table.

knock knock.

"Yu Zhen, open the door."

A slightly cool voice came through the door, without the influence of their appearance when they were face to face, the voice suddenly became familiar.

【Don't cry. 】

【wait for me. 】

【Stop. 】

[Don't go any further. 】

Memories that he thought he had forgotten emerged together, and Yu Zhen knelt on the mat under the hall trembling, completely frightened out of his lack of courage, his thoughts were knotted, and he began to chant socialist values ​​in his mouth.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice... There are no ghosts, there are no ghosts in this world, they are all lies, fakes, all fakes."

He read it in a self-deceiving manner, and his eyes met the statue of the patriarch in the hall through the thin smoke rising from the incense candle. Suddenly, he felt that the appearance of the big statue that he had seen since he was a child suddenly changed, and there was a faint golden light around him. , let out a low cry of fright, threw away the joss stick, got up and ran towards the backyard.

Yin Yan stopped knocking on the door, let out a low sigh, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, as if the lock on it didn't exist at all.

"Still so timid."

"Brother! What's going on, why did he run away?"

Yin Le ran over quickly, confused.

Obviously the two of them were repairing the door together in a harmonious atmosphere one second, but the next second the future sister-in-law left them and ran back to the house without even saying hello.

"He was scared." Yin Yan stretched out his arms to stop Yin Le who was about to step into the house, turned his head to look at the courtyard gate that was only half repaired, and said in a low voice: "Someone is coming."

"what?"

Yin Le stopped, and turned his head to look towards the gate of the courtyard.

The village director Lao Huang heard from the children in the village who went up the mountain to catch hares that there seemed to be people walking around the old Taoist temple. He wondered if Yu Zhen had come back from the provincial capital for the New Year. Afraid of missing him, he hurriedly cleared out a subsidy and carried it with him. Walk towards the Taoist temple.

When he walked to the gate of the Taoist temple, he saw that the gate was open, and he was overjoyed. Then he saw a black car parked outside the gate, with doubts in his eyes, he looked back at the appearance of the car, and stepped into the gate.

Why do you have a car? Did Yu Zhen buy a car?

"Boy Yu Zhen, the village gave everyone some subsidies for the Chinese New Year, and you alone—"

There are not so many people in the countryside. He shouted at the door as soon as he entered, but when he turned around, he saw a well-dressed man in his 30s with gold-rimmed glasses standing not far from the gate of the courtyard. He was startled and took a step back. Asked: "Who are you?"

After asking, I found two younger boys standing at the door of the house. They were all well dressed and full of luxury. They looked like people from big cities. They were unconsciously a little cautious. Thinking of the car at the door, they lowered their voices and were polite. Said: "You are all the guests of Yu Zhen boy, I am the director of his village, come here to give him something, what about others?"

While talking, he looked at several people without any trace, and suddenly regretted coming this trip.

With such an expensive friend, Yu Zhen must have done well in the provincial capital, so he would not care about the fried rice crisps and fruits he sent. In the yard, they are not invited to sit in the house, which is inappropriate.

Yin Le and Weng Xiping didn't speak, they all looked at Yin Yan.

Yin Yan's gaze turned on Lao Huang's kind and reliable face, and then turned his head to look at the wide open back door of the Taoist temple hall and the half-exposed backyard scene. Walk with Lao Huang.

……

"Hi! So I came here to thank you. You're welcome. You're welcome. Yu Zhen is a little timid. I blame his grandfather, old man Yu. He always tells strange stories to scare him when he has nothing to do. Wait, I'll tell you." Go and call him out."

After listening to Yin Yan's explanation, the restraint and politeness on Lao Huang's face disappeared, and he warmly greeted the three of them to sit down at the square table on the side of the lobby, then turned and walked towards the backyard.

"I didn't expect people living in Taoist temples to be afraid of ghosts." Yin Le murmured softly, feeling very unbelievable: "And brother, how do you look like a ghost? You are so handsome..."

Yin Yan looked away from the cold peach porridge on the table, raised his eyes to look at him, and explained: "I passed out the night of the car accident, and my body was covered in blood. It's normal for Yu Zhen to misunderstand."

Yin Le opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would seriously explain what he muttered, and he was so protective of Yu Zhen in his words that he couldn't help but step on Weng Xiping under the table.

Weng Xiping straightened his back in pain and turned his head to look at him inexplicably.

Yin Le winks wildly.

Weng Xiping was confused.

What a pig teammate!

Yin Le gritted his teeth and had to build a ladder for himself, pretending to follow the topic casually and asking: "Then after this official meeting, what do you think of this Yu Zhen? Do you still... like it?"

Yin Yan looked at him quietly without speaking.

"... Cough, I just want to confirm again, it's nothing else."

Yin Le never admitted that he wanted to gossip. He avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience, coughed lowly to cover up his embarrassment, and continued: "Since I like it, brother, it's not that I want to pour cold water on it, but judging from Yu Zhen's reaction just now, you The hope of catching someone is really a little... And we are going back to City B, what are you going to do next? Come back after the new year and continue chasing people?"

Yin Yan still didn't speak, stood up suddenly and reached out to pick up the cold peach porridge on the table, then turned and walked towards the backyard of the Taoist temple.

"???"

Yin Le was stunned, and hurriedly called out: "Brother, why are you going, brother?"

"Sit down." Yin Yan ordered without looking back.

Yin Le's buttocks that had just been lifted immediately fell back, and sat down in a good manner. After being obedient for two seconds, he suddenly realized what he had done. He couldn't believe that he was so cowardly, but he didn't have the courage to chase after him.

In the backyard, Yu Zhen, who was so frightened and stiff, was coaxed out of the room by Lao Huang. After repeatedly confirming that the person standing in front of him was the real Lao Huang, he slightly loosened the mahogany sword in his hand and gave an ugly smile. He replied: "Huang, Uncle Huang, there's no need, I don't lack food and drink here, you, you can send those subsidies to the lonely old people in the village."

"Why are you being so polite, child? There is still a subsidy, and you are not short of it. And isn't this mahogany sword your grandpa's box treasure? Why did you take it out?"

Lao Huang took his arm affectionately, and while dragging him towards the front room, he said cheerfully: "Look at your timidity, it's a good thing that you saved someone, what are you afraid of, let's not say that he is still alive , even if he is really dead, as the one who saved him, he will not come to harm you even if he becomes a ghost, hurry up, go to the front room to talk with the guests, and entertain him well."

Hearing this, Yu Zhen shook his head frantically, stretched out his hand and hugged the porch pillar outside the house tightly, his upper teeth fell down, the coldness and fear entangled him together, so entangled that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence, the hand holding the mahogany sword was tightly knuckle Pale, silently expressing his resistance.