Yin Yang evil eye

July and a half is here, and so is my birthday. Grandpa Qi will be very busy at this time of year. The gates of ghosts are wide open, and the lonely and wild ghosts in the underworld are escorted back to the world by ghost messengers.

During this period of time, Grandpa Qi will be appointed by the underworld government as the head of the bank to print Ming coins, so Qiqi and I will be very busy and have no time to take care of other things and work for the underworld.

I skillfully brushed a layer of ink on the rubbing board, rubbed the paper, and a brand new coin was born.

"This year's face value is higher than last year's." Qiqi picked up a neatly cut coin and asked, "I remember it was only 5000 taels last year?"

"Prices are going up! Grandpa said that everything above is going up, and the bottom should follow suit."

"I'll go, it's still like this!"

"Who knows? That's what grandpa meant, so what the hell! We just have to do it."

"By the way, grandpa?"

"It seems to be writing a notice, saying that they will be burned down together later."

"That's it! By the way, today is my brother's birthday. Are you going to the theater later?"

I frowned immediately when I heard it, and said: "That's for ghosts, I'm sick!"

Qiqi raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course I know. Shall I tell you to listen closer? I said, find a hidden place and just hide in the distance to listen."

I gave her a blank look, and I didn't want to say more, I continued to lower my head and busy with my work.

Seeing this, Qiqi sighed helplessly, and Shi Shiran returned to her work position and continued to work.

The night passed quickly, I rubbed my eyebrows, beat my waist and came to the yard, stretching my muscles and bones, Qiqi followed me with a sigh, this night was really busy.

"Brother, I'm exhausted."

"It's been a busy night, so go and rest first."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a rapid knock on the door, which disturbed the two of us. Qiqi stepped forward to open the door with a tired face. The door opened, and an old woman burst in with tears on her face.

"Please, save my son!!!" The old woman knelt down in front of me crying, tugged at the hem of my clothes, and said, "He...I..."

As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly helped the old woman up, and said, "Mother Wang, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

Wang Ma shook her head in tears and said, "Yu Yan, please, save my son."

"What's going on? Wang Ma, you need to get up first, I'm very embarrassed."

"Wuwuwu, Yu Yan, my son Arong... went out last night... and didn't come back this morning... I searched the whole town but couldn't find him. I... asked a few friends who are close to him... They all said..."

"say what?"

"He said he would go back early...but..."

Hearing this, I frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Mother Wang, calm down first, I'll call grandpa right now, and see what he has to say?"

As she said that, she looked at Qiqi again and said, "Qiqi, help Wang Ma go in first, and I'll go and invite grandpa over."

Qiqi nodded, and helped the weeping Wang Ma to the hall.

I rushed into Grandpa Qi's room and pulled Grandpa Qi, who was still sound asleep, to the hall. Grandpa Qi sat in the hall breathing heavily, listening to Mama Wang's cry with half-closed eyes.

"I see, Wang Ma, are you sure that Ah Rong bid farewell to his friends early last night and went back?"

"I don't know, but those children who often play with Ah Rong said so. In addition, yesterday was July [-]th, which was the opening day of the gate of hell. Before going out, I told Ah Rong to let him go." He'll be back soon."

When Grandpa Qi heard this, he pondered for a while, and said, "It seems... Arong is being held back..."

"Hold?" I wondered.

Grandpa Qi shook his head and sighed, and said, "Last night was the day when the gate of ghosts was wide open. It was the time when the yang energy in the yang world was at its weakest. Ah Rong should have been taken to another place by the ghosts."

"What?!" Wang Ma froze, her whole body trembled, and she passed out instantly.

We were startled, and immediately supported Wang Ma, reached out and pinched the person. After a while, Wang Ma exhaled a foul breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"My son! What can we do!" Wang Ma wailed with a mournful face.

Qiqi and I looked at each other, Grandpa Qi shook his head and said, "Mother Wang, stop crying, we will find a way."

When Wang Ma heard this, her tears stopped immediately, and she looked up at us.

Grandpa Qi asked Qiqi and me to take Wang Ma back home, and he went back to his room to find a way. After the two of us escorted Wang Ma home, we wandered in the market together.

"What do you think, brother?" Qiqi was curious.

"I don't think so...I don't think this matter is so simple... I guess that kid Arong must have done something, otherwise he would have been held back."

"Ah Rong is very honest, probably not..."

"Tch, you weren't with him last night, by the way, did you see a stage on the way to his house just now?"

"Stage?! Could it be?"

"Listen to them... Ah Rong is a movie fan, maybe..."

"If that's the case, then he will go to Yama Hell."

"Grandpa once said that if a living person enters Yama Hell, he will only get lost on the road to the Underworld, and will not be able to enter the gate of hell."

"Then he must be alive! No, ghosts are very sensitive to the yang energy of living people..."

"So there's no telling."

After speaking, I smiled and picked up a fox mask and put it on my face.

Qiqi paused, dissatisfied and snatched off the mask, and said, "Aren't you worried?"

"The sky is falling and there is a tall one standing on it. What are you afraid of? Isn't Grandpa trying to find a way?"

Qiqi gave me a blank look and sighed, I smiled, took back the fox mask in her hand, paid and left.

Back in Yizhuang, I took out the compass, grabbed the copper coins and scattered them lightly. After a long time, I smiled lightly and said, "This kid is lucky, he met a nobleman."

"Really! Then don't worry, do you want to tell grandpa." Qiqi was happy.

"No, I guess grandpa is busy now."

"Busy?" Qiqi paused, and said, "That's right, Grandpa has to find a way to solve this matter now."

"Hehehe, it would be great if he really thought of a way, alas!"

"What do you mean?" Qiqi was puzzled.

"you know."

After finishing speaking, she gave Kiki a "you understand" look, turned around and went back to the room.

In the evening, I stretched my waist and sat at the dining table and looked at Grandpa Qi with my cheeks propped up. Grandpa Qi took a sip of wine in his glass, and after a long while, he said, "I've already figured out a solution for Ah Rong's matter." .”

When Qiqi heard this, she slapped the table excitedly and stood up, saying, "Arong is saved!"

Grandpa Qi glared at Qiqi, and said, "What a fuss, this brat, Arong, was probably fascinated by a ghost last night, and strayed into a place he shouldn't be."

"My hexagram says that he is being helped by noble people, so he is safe for the time being." I poured a cup of tea with a light smile and handed it to Qiqi.

"Divination?" Grandpa Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Well, the nobleman came from the southeast, he is lucky, and blessings come one after another."

"This kid is lucky."

"What is Grandpa's solution?"

"It's very simple." Grandpa Qi took a sip of tea and said, "Just go and bring him back."

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So lonely...why no one is watching...