Yin Yang ferry

He Shu stared at the man in front of him, unable to tell whether he was joking or talking seriously.

If it's a joke, for someone who just met, a brother with a violent personality is enough to punch him up.

But the lunch boxes and pendant powder on the ground all reminded him that all this was unusual.

"You are, what do you mean?" He Shu's voice was a little dry.

The man didn't answer any more, but just took a deep look at him, stretched out his hand and pushed He Shu away, and then closed the door.

He Shu quickly went to block it, and wanted to ask again, but found that the door seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't block it. He slammed the door and slammed it shut, and he ate his nose.

There was a weird gurgling sound faintly coming from behind the door, very similar to what he heard in the parking lot just now.

After the croak croak, there was actually a series of murmurs from rough people.

"Don't let him go, let him buy me food, I can consider saving his life!"

Such nonsensical words.

He Shu stood at the door for a long time, listening to the noise at the door from chattering to being suppressed by force, and could only turn around and go back to the house.

Before leaving, he bent down to pick up the plastic bags and lunch boxes that fell on the ground, and found that the bags and boxes were as dirty and dilapidated as old garbage that had just been dug out of the trash can, but just now he picked up the plastic bags and lunch boxes from the delivery staff. When I took it, I didn't notice anything unusual.

Could it be that he was blinded by a ghost just now?

Even though He Shu was heartless, he also felt a chill running down his spine.

The house was bought by He Shu two years ago. It has two bedrooms and one living room. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

After graduating, he started a business here with his classmates and made a small profit. He bought this house before the local housing prices rose sharply at that time. Later, He Shu encountered an accident and fell seriously ill. He left after recovering from the illness. In the original industry, he worked as a salted fish for a while, but finally he was cheered up by the mortgage. He simply bought a second-hand car with the remaining savings and became an online car-hailing driver.

In this business, it is almost impossible to get rich and rich. If you want to support the whole family, you have to do your best, but He Shu's family doesn't need him to support him. There is nothing else to ask for.

He Shu usually likes to stay at home when he has nothing to do, playing games and reading books, but today he closed the door and looked around. His eyes were not familiar with the safe environment, and his mind was still the scene of the camera shaking in the suburbs.

Later, he didn't know how he was in a daze, why he just found something from the refrigerator to fill his stomach, went to bed without washing, and fell asleep in a daze without even turning on the air conditioner even though it was hot.

In the haze, he felt that his body became lighter, and there seemed to be a thread binding him to float forward. He Shu didn't seem to open his eyes, but he could clearly "feel" the darkness and coldness around him, the mist, and the faint light in the distance. Far and near, red and swaying, it turned out to be two long strings of lanterns on the left and right, like swimming dragons, flowing in the wind, and some people beat gongs and drums and played suona, which elongated their accents, and they couldn't tell which dialect it was, it was weird and gloomy However, He Shu's body couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength, and he was limp, until the two lanterns came close, and suddenly someone screamed——

"Bride, please get on the sedan chair!"

He Shu couldn't help himself, but he felt a huge force suddenly pulling him forward, and he was stuffed into the small black sedan chair, which was cramped and cramped, and he was covered with silk ribbons messily on his body, covering his head and face. A thick and almost insoluble aroma blocked his nose and almost suffocated him. Even so, his body couldn't produce the slightest strength to resist, and his subconscious mind was obediently restrained, but his heart was clearly weird and It was indescribable, and I couldn't think of what I had forgotten even after racking my brains.

"Goo-croak!"

There was a sound that sounded like a bird but not a bird, directly like a lion's roar, shaking the chaotic mind, He Shu shook his body directly, gave a jolt, and finally became more awake.

"Your death is approaching, hee hee!"

The strange bird that inexplicably appeared in the parking lot earlier jumped on his knees and talked like the man before him.

The gongs and drums outside were noisy, but they didn't even hear it, and continued to move forward.

Inside and outside, there is a distinct and strange excitement and silence.

Perhaps in the dream, He Shu had very little fear, and was extremely calm in the haze.

He looked at the strange bird on his knee: "You pulled me in?"

The strange bird disdains: "I can play such low-level tricks? You have caused trouble yourself, and I just followed up to watch the fun!"

He Shu frowned thinking back.

The origin of all this weirdness began with that female passenger.

In previous years, the Hungry Ghost Festival was very peaceful. He didn't expect that there would be an accident this year. He didn't even think about this special day.

"Am I dreaming?"

This sentence echoed in his heart, and he didn't ask it out, but the strange bird heard it.

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, you should have heard it before. It's like a dream but it's not a dream. If you can't leave here, you will be left forever."

He Shu asked, "What about you?"

The strange bird snorted: "I told you just now, I don't belong here, and I won't be trapped."

As soon as the words fell, the sedan chair swayed and creaked under it. He Shu peeped out through the gap in the swaying curtain of the sedan chair. The team seemed to be crossing a bridge. Under the bridge, it was difficult to distinguish, and the fog was so thick that it was hard to see that it was a river. , or an abyss.

The whole body of the bridge is white, like jade but not jade, but it is light and light. When cars and horses pass by in front of it, it shakes violently, as if it cannot bear the weight. When He Shu's sedan chair also boards the bridge, he realizes that there is no jade on this bridge. It is clearly a paper bridge. bridge!

In the distance, several figures floated over.

They were indeed floating, their feet didn't touch the ground, and they walked slowly. The two people in front each held a rope in their hands, and at the same time wrapped it around the waist of the person behind. The rope swayed and bumped as they walked, and it turned out to be two iron chains.

The three of them walked up and passed by. The motorcade seemed to be unable to see them, and continued to march forward with drums and gongs. The excitement was lifeless.

He Shu was in the sedan chair and could clearly hear the conversation between the two people in front of him.

"It's grabbing the stand-in again?"

"It looks like a bad luck ghost who I don't know where to find it."

"The above is the Ghost Festival, and there are new souls here every year."

"I haven't returned to Yangjian for a long time, but I really forgot."

The two talked while walking, and one of them turned his head to look at He Shu, the sedan chair.

Looking at each other, He Shu only felt that the man's eyes were dull and lifeless, as if covered with an old fog, but the other party let out a cry of surprise and stopped slightly.

"What?" asked the companion next to him.

"It's a pity, this person was originally born with a yin and god physique. He probably wants to catch this once and for all."

"Let's go, let's go, don't meddle in other people's business, we will go crazy for a while, we can't stop it with our combined efforts, there is no need to stand out!"

When He Shu wanted to prick up his ears again, the two of them had already quickened their pace and drifted away.

He looked back at the strange bird: "This is the underworld, Naihe Bridge?"

"The boundary between life and death between yin and yang belongs to chaos. It's not the world of hell. It's the three that don't matter. No idler can enter. In other words, if the yang world can't be controlled, the underworld can't be controlled either!"

The strange bird hopped up and down on his lap, gloating a little.

"You are also considered unlucky. You are being targeted by the evil spirits. If ordinary people see you, you can only die."

He Shu: "What is a demon?"

The strange bird is impatient: "The so-called primates all have the seven emotions and six desires. If you want what you want, you can't be resentful. People have nothing to hate. After death, the resentment will not disappear. After a long time, it will condense and unite many people. It is called a demon!"

He Shu stretched out his hand to touch the brilliantly colored feathers, and he was able to touch them. The soft touch was not like in a dream.

The strange bird wanted to jump away, but unexpectedly, the opponent scratched the fluff on his chin and cheeks. It seemed to feel very comfortable. His body was honest and betrayed his will.

"Those two people just now, were they by accident?"

"Never mind, the errants are also divided into naturalized and non-naturalized. The arrest errands are heavy. Those errands are too busy all year round. How can they come forward in person and always grab some people to help. Those two are just like that. They The ability is about the same as that of ordinary people, so how can you provoke demons?"

He Shu continued to scratch his chin: "But you must be more capable than them. You can come in and out freely, and you can also take me away."

"Of course!" The strange bird said proudly, then reacted, and said angrily, "Are you talking to me?!"

He Shu thought it took you a long time to react, it was really not easy.

"You came to me several times in the parking lot, do you want to touch porcelain and let me take you in?"

The strange bird jumped into a rage: "What is Pengci! You are lucky to run into me in eight lifetimes, otherwise you would have been so cold by now. I was the one who saved you in the woods in the suburbs!"

He Shuruo realized something: "No wonder I seemed to hear birds singing before I fell into a coma."

Strange bird: "I am Phoenix, does Phoenix understand?"

As far as its body shape and feathers are concerned, it is more like a parrot than a phoenix, especially an animal called a macaw.

He Shu followed kindness like a stream: "Okay, Fengfeng, since you have been following me and can enter here freely, you must also help me leave together?"

The strange bird shook its wings and had no objection to this temporary name.

"I have a question, let me ask you first."

He Shu sat upright, thinking that it was going to ask itself about the process of provoking the devil.

Unexpectedly, the other party twitched, but suddenly asked: "What did you eat the night before yesterday?"

He Shu:? ? ?

Strange Bird: "Can't you say?"

He Shu: "No, no, let me recall...it seems to be, beef with potatoes, what's wrong?"

Strange bird: "It smells so good."

He Shu: "Can birds not eat goulash?"

Strange Bird: "I told you I'm a phoenix, and I have to say it several times! When I smell the aroma of that beef, I can feel how fresh and tender its meat is, not tough at all, and the freshness and sweetness of potatoes and tomatoes have been completely immersed In meat, I haven't eaten this dish in many, many years!"

At the end, it actually closed its eyes, as if intoxicated.

He Shu was speechless for a moment: "There is no secret recipe, just stew it longer and put some rock sugar to make the beef more tender. If you want to eat it, I will make it for you when you go out."

The strange bird immediately opened its eyes and stared at him burningly: "You can't go back on what you said."

He Shu: "Isn't it just roast beef with potatoes, I can make it for you every day."

The strange bird became happy, and finally stopped jumping on his knees, and even flapped its wings and flew around in the small sedan chair.

"You pluck one of my feathers, not many, only one."

He Shu stretched out his hand and pulled out a light green feather from the bird's wing in the dim light coming in from the outside, making the strange bird tremble with pain.

"And then, what needs to be done?"

"Hold it in your hand and don't let go. After a while, you will get off the sedan chair, and they will take you to pray to heaven and earth. The demon will definitely show up. Just pat the feather on its forehead."

It sounds simple, but He Shu remembered it.

The strange bird tilted its head to look at him, and muttered: "Has no one taught you your physique since you were a child? If you haven't seen a pig, you should have eaten pork."

The corners of He Shu's mouth twitched downwards, and he pulled out a wry smile.

He stretched out his fingers to scratch the strange bird's chin, and said softly, "I'll make you potato goulash when I get out."

The strange bird was satisfied with this answer.

I don't know how long this road has been going, the convoy finally stopped, and the noisy gongs and drums stopped for a while.

"The bride gets off the sedan chair—"

The shrill voice dragged a long tune, breaking the almost eerie silence.

The car curtain is automatic without wind, one left and one right two hands stretched in from the outside, pulling He Shu up!

The latter had almost no power to resist, and could only let the other party pull him forward. The red lanterns on both sides became the only light source in the mist, but this kind of light source could not illuminate the surroundings at all. The outlines are vague, and even the two "people" who are dragging them away can't tell the difference between men and women. They can only vaguely identify the old clothes on their bodies, which have been handed down from which generation. They have long been yellowed and damaged, but Time freezes in this realm of chaos.

The group of people seemed to have entered the woods, and there was a faint sign in front of them. He Shu felt a little familiar, and when he looked closely, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat!

The words on the sign can be seen, it clearly says Peach Blossom Flowing Water Villa.

And the surrounding scenery, isn't it the destination of his last order tonight? !

A cold breath sprayed from the back of the neck, coiling up like a poisonous snake, sticking to the ear, whispering.

"Aren't you very enthusiastic? If you want to help him, you might as well stay and stay with me."

He Shu's goosebumps fell all over the ground, he didn't even know where the voice came from, and where the demon was. At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind, to get out of the predicament, to escape from the sky, he opened his palm regardless , revealing sweaty and sticky feathers and slapping towards the source of the sound!

boom!

There seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the ears, and the surroundings were suddenly silent, and even the breath of the sound disappeared.

But before He Shun breathed a sigh of relief, the voice sounded again, with sarcasm and sarcasm.

"That's all you can do?"

He Shu's heart sank.

"run!!!"

At the same time, the strange bird also yelled.

He Shu ran away without even thinking about it!

"Keep running forward, don't look back!" The strange bird fluttered its wings above his head.

But He Shu felt like stepping into a swamp under his feet, and every step was difficult, even slower and slower.

And the chasing movement behind him is getting closer and closer.

"Run faster, run faster!" The strange bird was still urging.

But He Shu really couldn't run anymore, his legs were like lead, and he would have to use all his will to take another step.

This strange bird was full of arrogance and inscrutability just now, but now it can only flap its wings above its head and croak, helpless against the monsters behind it.

The yin behind him was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that He Shu felt as if he had an extra burden on his back, and he couldn't breathe.

If this continues, there is only one dead end!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The strange bird squeezed its throat and pretended to be screaming!

When the rooster sings, all the demons and ghosts will stay away, so the ancient practice often catches the big rooster, kills the head of the rooster, and bleeds it.

The yin energy did stagnate suddenly, as if frightened by a strange bird, but before it could take credit for it, the yin energy swept over violently, like an enraged beast pounced on him, which he had been coveting for a long time. Interrupted prey!