The strange case of the demon book

"It's really strange. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing in Taiping Street for so many years." Ma Wenrui said, his long-standing theory of no ghosts and gods was about to be overturned.

"Folk rumors, if a ghost is wrongly killed, it will linger in the same place. You see, the faceless Zhengdan in Leshan Theater is still a ghost who can sing operas. I guess this ghost has something to do with Leshan Theater." Huo Wen Cai said.

"Then, what should we do." They are on duty at night, and now they know that there is a ghost who can sing operas where they are on duty.This ghost can not only sing but also fight.This man will die if he is not careful.

Huo Wen didn't know what to do.The marks on his neck were getting deeper and deeper, and even his feet were also scratched by that faceless actor.

"How about, let's burn the tribute well water for him without disturbing the river water." Ma Wenrui said on a whim.Every July [-] Ghost Festival and Qingming Festival, Guangzhou City becomes like a ghost town, and the streets are full of old people who burn sacrificial paper money.On this day, the Police Department had a holiday and no patrol officers were allowed to patrol on duty.

The people in Guangzhou City are even more closed.

"If it is really an unjust death, even if the tribute is burned, there is no way for him to leave. Unless the truth of his death is known." Huo Wencai said.

"Then, what should we do then?" Ma Wenrui's face was not very good, and then he thought of something and continued: "How about we go to Baiziheng to find the Lingma for us to figure it out?"

Huo Wencai knew from Ma Wenrui that there was a spirit woman in Baizihenglu, but now he has to believe it.Whether those ghost marks on his body can be eliminated is still another matter.Everyone talks about the lingpo spirit, so they go to the lingpo to resolve this catastrophe.

"Tomorrow, let's go to Baiziheng and find the lingpo for us." Huo Wencai said.

"it is good."

The two settled down like this.Not long after Huo Wencai woke up, a young and elegant Western doctor came in to examine Huo Wencai and said: "You need to pay attention to your injuries, I will arrange another doctor to see you."

"Thank you doctor." Huo Wencai said.

The other party said kindly: "My name is Xia Yan. Call me Dr. Xia. I'm Ah Sheng's uncle. Wei Zong told me about you, and Nian Si and I haven't had time to see you. I didn't expect us to meet here gone."

It turned out to be Aunt Nian's husband, Huo Wencai said cautiously: "Thank you, Dr. Xia, I will pay attention."

After Xia Yan inspected and explained the things that should be paid attention to, he went on to other work: "If you need anything, call me anytime."

"Ah."

At night.Huo Wencai slept too much during the day, and couldn't fall asleep at night. Ma Wenrui snored, but he slept soundly.Huo Wencai tossed and turned, he sighed in his heart, then got up and went to the toilet.

Only after Huo Wen opened the door and found the toilet in the dark and silent corridor did he meet his needs, then turned back to his ward.

"Ahem..." A cough suddenly sounded in the cold hospital corridor before Huo Wen was startled.At this time, a thin old man with white hair and uncut braids came out of a ward. When he saw Huo Wencai, he waved to Huo Wencai: "Young man, sit with me."

There was only him and the old man in this corridor. Even if he wanted to return to the ward, Huo Wencai couldn't pretend that he couldn't see a living person, so he had to go forward: "Old man."

The old man sat on the wooden chair outside the corridor, and Huo Wencai followed and sat next to the old man.

"Why did you hurt your head?" Looking at Huo Wencai's bandaged head, the old man asked suspiciously.

"I accidentally hit it." Huo Wencai said.

"It's the same as my grandson." The old man shook his head, and then chatted with Huo Wencai: "Our family used to be in the medicinal material business in Beijing. The accumulation of several generations, but 14 years ago, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded Beijing. , we fled to the south. Unexpectedly, the court is still gone, and these foreigners do all kinds of evil. I remember that when the Eight-Power Allied Forces captured Beijing, the blood of the people dyed the entire capital red..."

Huo Wencai listened to the old man talking about the history of the late Qing dynasty more than ten years ago and decades ago when he was young, he followed his father to the prince's mansion in the capital to see a doctor.

Things that happened decades ago have long been annihilated under the wheel of time, and it was only four years ago that the emperor officially died in the late Qing Dynasty and abdicated.Even walking on the street now, you can still see people with braids.Huo Wen, who lived in Foshan since he was a child, could not see the outside world, and the capital city was extremely far away.

Listening to the old man talking about the Qing Dynasty for decades, it seems that through the eyes of the old man, he saw the elegy of the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty from prosperity to perdition.

"When a person is buried in the ground, he will remember the past very clearly," said the old man.

"Ahem cough cough... I really want to go back..." the old man coughed and said.

I really want to go back to my hometown to see, although the dynasty is gone.But that is the root of their family for several lifetimes, and he has already instructed future generations.If there is a day of peace in this troubled world, I must return to my hometown, Beijing.

Huo Wen didn't know how to comfort the old man.The old man stood up: "Thank you, young man."

Huo Wencai quickly stood up and supported the old man: "It should. I'll take you back."

"No need, my ward is just opposite," said the old man.

Huo Wencai sent the old man to the door, and the old man closed the door after entering.After scratching his head, Huo Wen went back to his ward and continued to sleep.

This time, Huo Wen didn't toss and turn and couldn't sleep.

And the doctor patrolling outside came out of a certain ward and returned to his position with a pale face.

The next day, there were rumors of ghosts in the West Hospital.It is said that last night a young man with a bandaged head talked to the air all night on a chair.

When the haunted rumor spread to Huo Wencai's ward, Huo Wencai's face turned pale.And Ma Wenrui, who didn't know why, muttered: "You said why are we so unlucky, we can encounter such damn rumors wherever we go."

"That's right..." Huo Wencai felt a little lost in his appetite while holding the rice.

Who did he provoke, and why did he keep encountering such things.Fortunately, the old man had no intention of harming himself last night.

After tidying up, the two planned to go to Baiziheng to find the Lingma.When the two passed by the ward where Huo Wencai sent the old man last night, the words from inside let Huo Wen know that the old man died the night before.

So, he really went to hell last night.

When the two arrived outside the hospital, Huo Wencai's head was still aching from the scorching sun above his head.

"Let's go by rickshaw." Ma Wenrui suggested.

"it is good."

So the two recruited two rickshaws to Baiziheng.In the rickshaw, Huo Wencai kept thinking about the back that he saw yesterday before he fell into a coma.

Why is it so familiar.

Who is it?

Huo Wen arrived at Baiziheng in meditation.After Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui arrived at Baiziheng, they inquired about the Lingma's house.The neighbors of Baiziheng showed them the way, and the two detoured into the depths of Baiziheng's alley and finally found the door of Lingma's house.

There is a mirror and other things that exorcise evil spirits hanging on the door of the Lingmao's house.Standing in front of the door was a beautiful boy about eight years old. This boy's face was neither sad nor happy.He was not surprised to see Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui coming to the door, as if he knew they would come.

Ma Wenrui approached Huo Wencai and whispered in Huo Wencai's ear: "This is a soul boy raised by a lingpo. Some people say that he is not a human being, but a paper doll."

"You two, please follow me." The boy said.

"Ahem." Huo Wencai pretended to cough to make Ma Wenrui shut up.Ma Wenrui chuckled twice, and the two followed the spirit boy into the gate of the spirit woman's house.

After the two entered the gate of the Lingma's house, they found that there was something hidden inside.What makes them feel weird is that what the ling woman enshrines is not a god, a Buddha, or a way.What she enshrines is - ghosts.

Still a ghost.

The smell of cigarettes wafted in the dark house. After smelling this smell, one's heart became calm because of the fear and anxiety caused by seeing the ghost statues on both sides of the aisle.They followed the soul boy until they finally reached a door, the soul boy stopped and pushed the door open, then stepped back sideways: "Please come in, mother-in-law is inside."

Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui cautiously entered the dark room, and after stepping into the room, Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui were so frightened by the things in the room that their legs went limp——

The circular room was filled with huge statues of evil spirits, who surrounded them and stared at them as if they were going to come alive and eat them.These evil spirits have different shapes, and their appearance is very frightening.Some evil spirits cut off their own heads; some evil spirits pulled out ghost babies from their stomachs;

The three realms and six realms are painted on the circular roof.

"Please sit down, both of you." A hoarse voice recalled.The two swallowed their saliva and touched the front of the table to face the Lingma with pale hair and wrinkled face, whose eyes could hardly be seen.

"Mother-in-law." Huo Wen smiled stiffly.He could feel the ghost statues in the room staring at him.

The spirit woman raised her head and glanced at Huo Wencai and Ma Wenrui: "You have a heavy ghost aura, if you want to resolve this disaster, mother-in-law can help you."

"Can you!?" Ma Wenrui's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Grandma said.A white candle was burning on the table.

"Wait." Huo Wen said.

The mother-in-law was silent, Ma Wenrui didn't know what Huo Wencai was planning and was waiting for Huo Wencai to speak.

"That faceless Zhengdan who sings opera, I want to know who it is." Huo Wen said in a deep voice.

"Wen Cai, what are you doing?" Ma Wenrui was anxious, he finally got rid of that faceless actor, why did Huo Wencai still want to entangle with that faceless ghost who almost killed them!

"You really want to know?" Lingpo asked, rolling her eyes around.

"Yes, I want to know."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets."

Ma Wenrui looked at Huo Wencai, agreed and held Huo Wencai: "Wencai, don't provoke those things. You will die." Ma Wenrui's voice is still not good, and his voice is floating in this terrifying space, talking to ghosts like.

"Wen Rui, if this matter is not clear, I'm afraid it will become a lump in my heart for the rest of my life. So I must find out about this matter." Huo Wencai said.

Seeing that Huo Wencai was firm in his choice, Ma Wenrui could only smile bitterly and pat Huo Wencai on the shoulder: "I'll accompany you."

"Wen Rui..."

"Don't say anything, who told you to be my brother." Ma Wenrui said.Huo Wencai was moved, and he said, "Thank you."

"Between brothers, what are you being polite about? You and I both have the word 'wen' in our names, which means that we have fate." Ma Wenrui said with a smile.

So, the two sat face to face with the Lingma again at the table.