Dazed

In the desolate winter night in the countryside, it seems that the mother whose child died can be heard crying repeatedly.

The night was getting darker and darker, so dark that you could hardly see your fingers. When it was almost reaching the extreme, the light gradually struck again, and gradually became brighter. It was like replacing an ink painting with white paper. The picture in front of Qi Zheng suddenly became another Change, shrouded in light, bright as day.

The narrow room of the Qi family was filled with two families who should have never known each other before. Cao's father and Cao's mother were both high-level intellectuals. The sad news of the middle-aged bereavement almost made the couple pass out with grief. , Before they even had time to deal with the funeral, a pair of peasant couples they had never met suddenly came to their door, and they opened their mouths, talking about a topic that completely subverted their imagination.

"You said that Jing Xing's soul has belonged to your son." Mother Cao considered her words, looked at the Qi family with serious faces in surprise and doubt, her heart was full of disbelief.

"Probably my grandson just happened to see how your family was murdered, so he was caught." Grandma Qi returned slowly, with a very serious expression, showing a somewhat unquestionable attitude.

"It's simply impossible." Mother Cao still felt disbelief on her face.

Grandma Qi pursed her lips, her eyes were full of majesty, and said: "This is not Mrs. Cao who can joke. I know that you two are highly educated and may look down on these ghosts. To tell the truth, I am an old lady today. I didn't believe it before, but my grandson has to believe it because of what happened to your family, as parents."

Probably the grief on Grandma Qi's face evoked the grief in the hearts of the two bereaved sons, or, if the son passed away, knowing that his soul was still there would be a comfort to the parents. Father Cao nodded , said: "Confucius said, 'Respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance'. It can be seen that this is not surprising, but how can we help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out from outside the house, replying, "I need a drop of your blood."

The Taoist came to Qi's house again, his beard was longer and messier, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was exhausted, but he still had the strength to speak. He walked into the house and said: "Please come to the deceased Cao Jingxing soul, ask him what he means!"

So he took an open space and put it on the altar, Qi Zheng was brought to the ground when he was a child, the Taoist priest drew a spell, and placed a small green altar on each of Kan, Li, Zhen, Dui, Qian and the middle position, Built-in clear water is used to wash utensils. Water is the first of the five elements, and all filth can be removed.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was in the middle, and there happened to be a wild cat next to him. The Taoist hugged the cat casually, saw the wild cat’s pupils formed a vertical shape, and knowing that it was just noon, he asked Cao’s father to drip a drop of blood from his fingertip into the water , A touch of bright red twists in the clear water.

The Taoist took the sword and wiped it in his hand again. The sharp blade dazzled slightly in the sun, and the blood slowly flowed into the bowl along the tail of the sword. At that moment, when the blood from the tail of the sword touched the water in the bowl, The flow stopped suddenly, the Taoist stared, and pulled up with his fingertips, the blood moved abnormally from bottom to top, and by the way, slowly pulled out a drop of blood in the water, and then pulled it violently, The blood in the bowl was taken out of the bowl, fell on the ground, and escaped into the mud, leaving a trace, while the blood of the Taoist priest still remained on the sword, which had not passed away.

In the northwest position about twenty feet away from the center of the formation, there is a pile of straw that is two meters wide, three meters long, and half a foot high. The Taoist took out the talisman paper, ignited it, and threw it directly into the straw pile, and the dry grass burned blazingly , less than 10 minutes, leaving only ash all over the floor.

"Start to ask the Dharma!" The Taoist shouted, the bell in his hand shook, and there was a rush of bells. imprint.

"Win the wind and rain, suffer from the cold and heat, evil spirits and ghosts, please show up quickly, don't delay!" The Taoist stared hard, made a gesture with both hands, took out a silver needle and inserted it on the child's naked celestial cover, silently chanting a mantra, originally The eyes of the expressionless child opened suddenly, the eyeballs swelled up, and the eyes were fierce. It was obvious that another ghost had appeared.

The spiritual power of the ghost occupying the human body is obviously beyond the expectation of the Taoist. The strong wind blowing around him made the Taoist's robe bulge, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hands controlling the silver needle couldn't help but slightly Trembling, it seems a little powerless.

"I ask you, why are you attached to this person?" the Taoist asked.

The child sneered, his eyes were filled with burning possessiveness, and the immature childish voice said firmly: "He is mine."

"He has never met you before, how could he belong to you?" the Taoist asked back.

"If you know his name, you can get on his body. Once you get on his body, you will be mine."

"Why did you choose him?"

"What's with you?"

"Then what will it cost you to leave?"

The child's eyes were dark, and he said slowly: "I want him to die."

"If you don't want him to die?"

"It will kill him."

"What do you want him to do?"

Even Qi Zheng, who was beside him, couldn't help becoming nervous, staring nervously at the confrontation between the two, wondering why Cao Jingxing was on top of him, until the deep voice like a magic brake sounded again: "For me wife."

Qi Zheng was taken aback for a moment, as if he had returned to the night when he first met Cao Jingxing, he crouched behind him like a wild beast, and said grimly, "I really wish you would die immediately."

"Why?" Qi Zheng couldn't help asking, but the Taoist mana was exhausted, and the wind suddenly rushed, and the Taoist lost strength in his hands and fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, the strong wind became more manic before it dissipated. The biting cold wind rolled up all the objects on the ground like a sharp knife, and the world changed drastically, and it was chaotic.

The rustling sound kept ringing in his ears, those pictures flashed before him quickly, and suddenly he heard Grandma Qi laughing and saying: "That's all right."

"To endure this life, what should I do if I die?"

"Then take my life in exchange."

"How do I change it? Mom, don't get overwhelmed!"

"I only have ten years left of this old bone, so I might as well give it to a boy. How can we Qi family be ghost wives for others? If so, how can I have the face to meet the ancestors of the Qi family?" Zong, why don't you give me a rope now and let me die."

"mom!"

After the gust of wind passed, the surroundings returned to calm, and they returned to the familiar dark night. It was still silent, and the occasional voice of someone talking came from a distance.

But the hastily passing conversation was still echoing in Qi Zheng's mind. The disturbing sounds made his brain ache, and those voices that pierced the eardrum but couldn't catch a syllable were like bugs tirelessly towards him. The pain gradually increased, and finally when he was about to lose his hold, suddenly, as if some mechanism had been turned on, many pictures flashed in front of his confused eyes one after another, like a quick replay on a TV screen. , The memory that was forcibly suppressed before he was six years old began to emerge like a tide and reappeared in his memory.

He hid in the bushes for fun and spied a murder scene. Cao Jingxing's desperate and ferocious gaze reappeared in his mind clearly and deeply at this moment, as if it brought him back to the terrifying scene. In the scene, a chill came out from the soles of his feet.

"you are mine."

Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning hidden in those extremely cold eyes was deeply transmitted to Qi Zheng's mind, and even he could deeply feel the feeling of despair.

"Only you can feel my despair, you are the only one."

That sentence was full of pain, like a man who was thrown into the deep sea looking at the transparent sea above his head in pain, and when he gradually felt that he was about to fall into deeper waters, suddenly A steady but powerful breathing sound was heard.

He suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of ecstatic possession, someone could hear his cry, someone noticed his pain - "So, I want to possess you."

Stunned on the spot, suddenly at a loss, Qi Zheng twitched his Adam's apple with difficulty, his expression was horrified, those deep and bewitching words seemed to be still echoing in his ears, his right hand trembled uncontrollably , his chest seemed to be a little out of breath, and the feeling of despair gushing out in an instant that was almost smashed to pieces still made him very uncomfortable.

Cao Jingxing died at the age of 22. He was knowledgeable, had a superior family, and had great ambitions. He was probably the envy of everyone in school, but he was killed by a teacher he trusted because he wanted money.

"Ha." In the middle of the night, the man who had received too many messages all at once didn't come back to his senses. He took a breath, and the hot breath he exhaled slowly dissipated in the dark night.

There is no need to guess what happened after that incident when he was young. His family must have agreed to Cao Jingxing's request for himself, that is, to marry him...

day!

Qi Zheng, who suddenly felt a surge of anger from his chest, really wanted to fight with someone, but Qi's mother refused to say what the time limit they agreed on was.

At this point in the matter, everything came to light, Cao Jingxing made a comeback, hibernated by his side, and happily slipped away from him for so long, he even made up some damning lies, those inexplicable dreams, weird ghosts, even People who died one after another (I don’t know if this matter has anything to do with him), it’s hard to guarantee that he didn’t intervene, and what his purpose is, I’m afraid no one can know it. .

Thinking of this, Qi Zheng's complexion was not very good-looking. His mind quickly flashed the pictures of getting along with Cao Jingxing in the past, and he couldn't even tell which one was the real him. Ghost, tease him like a fool.And he really conscientiously treated people like brothers like a fool, even when he knew that the other party had those messy thoughts, he was afraid of hurting people's fragile and sensitive heart, so he didn't dare to refuse directly, and Cao Jingxing, the bastard, just pretended like this for a year Qi Zheng's skin can't help getting goosebumps when he thinks of a gloomy ghost who has been thinking about himself in the dark, and he doesn't know if his family has encountered any kind of threat...

Wait, family?

At this moment, Qi Zheng suddenly remembered that his mother went home to get things, so she just happened to be alone with Cao Jingxing. Thinking of the surprising atmosphere at home when he left home last time...

I'm really a pure idiot who can't be saved, I made a ghost a baby, I'm a fucking idiot, my mother opened the door for a idiot, the idiot is home, if Cao Jingxing dares to do something to his mother, he won't be able to spare this bastard!

Thinking about it this way, Qi Zheng didn't even have time to think about the things on the table, and ran straight to his home, fearing that something might happen to his mother a second later.

Behind her, the photo of Grandma Qi who had been quietly hanging on the wall suddenly showed a satisfied expression, her eyes were full of kindness and love, just like when she was alive, a white smoke rose from the altar table, which happened to be a human figure ...

The author has something to say:

Grandma Qi couldn't bear her grandson being abducted by ghosts, so she came out to warn her that Grandma Qi really didn't like children from rich families like this.

ps "Touch the wind and rain, and suffer from the cold and heat." I feel that these six words are more pretentious. The original sentence comes from Liu Zongyuan's "Catching the Snake".

"Water is the first of the five elements, and removes all filth." From Baidu Encyclopedia, the source of the original sentence cannot be found...