Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

Behind the village is dozens of acres of fertile land, which can hardly be seen at a glance. When I was a child, I often came here to dig wild vegetables with my mother and other neighbors. I can't walk to the end, and I always feel like another world when I see houses, people and cars at the other end of the field.

I made a bet with other people’s children and went to the end to see it. Every time I returned without success, because it was too far away, and it was getting dark when I walked. When my mother called me home, I couldn’t disobedient.

I didn't realize until I grew up that there was actually another village, and the farmers on both sides were using this field, so it looked extraordinarily vast.

On the edge of this field, there is a gloomy grove. When I went to play in the field, I have never seen any adults go there. Even the farmers always avoid the grove and plant corn in the forest. Farther away, try not to touch the woods, as if you are very afraid of it.

Adults expressly prohibit approaching, and our children will not really get into it to play, but sometimes the curiosity is tight, so we wander around the neighborhood twice, and we can't stand the scary and cold atmosphere of that place, and then play around run away.

In fact, several times I have seen several black grave mounds through those unnamed trees. Feel the disgusting breath.

It's just that I was still young at the time, and I didn't understand what this weird atmosphere was. Instead, I became more and more interested in it because of my strong curiosity.

Later, I found out that that place is actually a recognized cemetery in the village. Villagers who don’t have the money to buy a cemetery all use it as a place to put the bones of their relatives.I remember hearing people say that a skeleton shot in the head was found there, and three holes were opened obliquely on the Tianling cover. I don’t know when it was. The dead, some say they were dragged out of mass graves, everyone has different opinions, and there is no definite answer.

But in my opinion now, these are all nonsense. I feel that the adults in the village didn't want us little bastards to run around and made up random excuses to fool us.

Behind the grove is a small hill. It is said to be a mountain, but it is actually a slightly higher mound. People in the village call it Huangquepo.

There is no hair in that place, but compared with the grove, it is a more unique and terrifying silence and coldness. Although everyone doesn't say it, they have long regarded it as a forbidden place in their hearts, and generally no one wants to go there. go there.

I heard from villagers who have been to Huangquepo before that there is still a world deep there, but the terrain is a bit steep, and people start to feel hairy when they look at it, so they didn't go far. When I came back, I thought there might be beasts haunting there, or it might be ghosts.

Ordinary people always have a stronger awe of ghosts and gods than wild animals, because wild beasts are living creatures that can be seen with substance, and ghosts and gods, no one knows what they look like.

But for me, a descendant of the Chu family, I would rather it be a ghost than encounter a python or something.If it's a ghost, I still have a way to deal with it, but if it's a beast, I can only run away.

However, when I really came to Huangquepo, I realized that there could be no large beasts in this place. It is a barren place, unless it is a herbivore, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to survive here.

A few days ago, Uncle Wu's youngest son, Wu Xiaopang, went to Huangquepo to play with some well-known gangsters in the village. There was nothing I could do about them, I beat and scolded them, and in the end I had to let them go.

Wu Xiaopang followed them here, and he didn't know what he saw, but he was so scared that he was so courageous. After returning home, he kept crying and asked him what's wrong, and he also muttered: I don't know, I managed to get me to sleep, and I had to wake up several times when I had nightmares at night.

After that, Wu Xiaopang huddled on the bed all day in a daze, shivering under the thick quilt, and read a few sentences from time to time, his state was not much different from that of schizophrenia.

Aunt Wu saw that her son had become like this, he didn’t eat or go to school, she cried and made noises, and dragged Uncle Wu to beg for help. The cause was found out. It is said that Wu Xiaopang returned to normal every time he went to the hospital. The doctor couldn't see anything wrong, so he could only prescribe some ordinary medicine, and asked Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu to take the children out for a walk, so as not to be bored at home. , turned into depression.

The doctor couldn't listen to her words at all. Aunt Wu knew that her son was definitely not as simple as depression. In a rage, she ran to find several other children and wanted to scold them, but found that these children were also in the same state as Xiaopang. It's not much different, they all look nervous and mysterious, even the way they look at people is different from before.

The matter was delayed for a few days. Aunt Wu and Uncle Wu couldn't think of a way, and they didn't dare to treat the child easily, so they wanted to make do with it for a while, maybe he would heal on his own.

Who would have thought that when he woke up early this morning, he would find that there was no one in Xiaopang's room, and the quilt was turned outwards, and there was no heat at all. Obviously, the people inside had been out for a long time. Looking at the shoes at the door and the clothes on the sofa, they were all He disappeared together with Xiaopang himself, and now, Uncle Wu can no longer be the same as before. He and Aunt Wu walked around the village several times, searching all the relatives and friends that could go, but they couldn't find it. Not to that Wu Xiaopang who is getting more and more inexplicable.

It wasn't until evening that Uncle Wu came to my house in a hurry because he was so anxious. After hearing what happened from him, Old Chu pushed the matter on me.

"This matter is easy to handle. Your fat boy must have gone to Huangquepo again." After flicking the cigarette in his hand, Old Chu sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and pointed at me who was serving tea and water with his big hand. , Said: "Let this bastard go with you, just ask him if there is any situation, let him bring your son back to you, if you can't find him, he won't come back."

I already guessed that Lao Chu has been displeased with me for a long time, especially when I play games in the house every day, the sound is loud, and his ears are numb from the roar of the head of YY, so this time the trouble will be pushed to I was also expected.

For Lao Chu now, I am out of sight and out of mind. He almost found another excuse to kick me to work in Beijing, and he was afraid that my mother would want her son to talk to him about me every day, so it was not true. Kick me out of the house.

I saw that the job was done, so I had to go back to the house and get a coat to put on. It was autumn and winter, and the temperature difference between day and night was huge.

"Let's go." I put my hands in my pockets, coughed, and urged Uncle Wu to lead the way quickly. I was anxious to come back and continue playing games.

When he was about to leave the house, he vaguely heard Lao Chu who was sitting on the sofa watching TV muttering in a low voice: "Come find me a few days earlier, and things won't be so troublesome...everything is fate."

As a modern college graduate, I wasn't superstitious at first, but under the influence of Lao Chu, coupled with the experience of the past few years, I was sure that some things in this world really don't exist if you don't believe in them. On the contrary, they It may be with you anytime, anywhere, and even stay with you for life.

I have changed from a ignorant young man in the society to a ghost master who fears ghosts and gods. Only I know the sadness of this. I think that in my life, Chu Yang, I have worshiped the sky and the earth, worshiped Yin and Yang, and dared to stand up when the sky fell. No, but Lao Chu is the only one who is most afraid of him. It can be seen how many things he has done to me on the road of cultivating ghost sealers, so that I am still very afraid of his soles.

Old Chu said that Wu Xiaopang must have gone to Huangquepo again. I thought about it, and it would be better to ask other people. I am not sure that I would definitely not want to go to a place like Huangquepo.

I went to the field and asked a few uncles who were sitting on the side of the road to rest. I was told that I did see children running into the woods. I was not sure if I went to Huangquepo. It was too early at that time and there was fog on the edge of the woods. They didn't see clearly which direction the child was going.

After hearing this, I was more or less convinced of Old Chu's words, so I took Uncle Wu into the woods and started groping inside.

At this time, the sky outside was dark, and it was the setting sun that melted gold, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell into the woods, making the spots even more desolate and desolate. I shrank my neck, not wanting the yin energy in the woods to get into my clothes.

"Xiao Chu, didn't your father say that my baby has gone to Huangque Slope? Let's hurry there, it's almost dark." Following behind me, Uncle Wu was obviously more worried about the child's safety.

"Don't worry, Xiaopang will be fine. If you go the wrong way, we will be the two of you. Don't talk, just follow me." I looked at the surrounding graves, frowned, and took out a flashlight from my pocket: "Fuck, who the hell bought the battery, this light is not as good as a matchstick!"

I cursed and shone around with my flashlight, hoping to find some clues in this dark and gloomy woods, so as to determine Wu Xiaopang's whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the flashlight hit the grave mound in front of the left, I saw a small white sneaker poking its head out from behind the mound.