C5 Regeneration

When I heard my uncle say he could save me, I relaxed.

I'd been in a state of high tension ever since I'd come back from the cemetery, and now I just wanted to get some sleep, and when I woke up, everything was back to normal.

Hu Dali who was at the side walked around his clan uncle's house and interrupted: "Uncle, you can save ninth day, is that not a good thing? Why are you always crying? "

The clan uncle roared at him, "I told you to scram a long time ago, why are you still at my house?"

This was Hu Dali, to be scolded in such a way and still laugh, the others had already been angered. He looked at his clan uncle with a grin and said, "Come, come. In the future, even if you beg me, I won't come."

Then he took two steamed buns from the pot and left without looking back.

At this time, the sky was still dark, and the clan uncle was sitting in his chair in a daze. There were a few times when I wanted to ask him when he would help me expel the evil spirits, but when I saw him so distracted, I didn't know what to say.

Cluck, cluck ? There was a laugh in my throat. I frantically covered my mouth.

The clan uncle glanced at me and said with a strange expression, "That's enough. Don't rush me."

I hastily explained, "Uncle, I didn't say anything just now. It was my throat. I don't know why ?"

The clan uncle acknowledged: "I know, it was your foster-grandpa's voice just now."

My eyes widened. "What?" My foster-grandpa? "

The clan uncle nodded: "Something happened to you in Golden Toad Temple. That thing will come to you in the village soon. If your foster-grandpa hides on your body, you will become half human, half ghost. That thing is only interested in finding living people, so it's most likely that it will pass you by. "

When I heard this, I suddenly understood that the clan uncle I saw at the foot of the grave was very likely to be from my foster-grandpa. That is to say, that lump of black aura is actually my foster-grandpa? He wants to hide on me to save me?

I touched my throat, a little scared. Although the foster-grandpa is my blood relative, it feels weird to have a ghost hiding on your body.

My clan uncle said to me: "I am not sure how your foster-grandpa managed to do it either. In any case, your life has been temporarily saved. So, you should be more quick-witted, and live for a few more years; don't let him waste his time. "

Who doesn't want to live? I nodded vigorously.

The uncle stood up, sighed and said, "That's enough, then I'll tell you how to save him."

He turned off the light and squatted down in the dark and began to knock on the green brick beneath his feet. I looked at him dumbfoundedly, not knowing what he meant.

To build a house in the countryside, you have to dig sticky clay first, make soil, dry it and build a house. Then he would put a layer of green brick on the outside. If there were any remaining bricks, they would be spread out on the ground, flat and clean.

The floor of Uncle's house was covered with this layer of green brick. He knocked on a dozen bricks, suddenly stopped, took out his knife, and dug out the brick.

In the moonlight that leaked in, I saw an oiled paper packet under the green brick. It was opened, revealing a yellow key.

The clan uncle took this key, opened a metal box, and took out a small wooden box.

Seeing how meticulously he kept them, I guessed that they were some kind of treasure, so I leaned over to take a closer look. As a result, the wood box seed opened it up. It looked like a ball of leaves, but also like a dried mushroom.

I asked him, "Uncle, what treasure is this?"

The uncle said, "This is my placenta."

I almost puked.

But Uncle didn't even look at my reaction. He opened the cabinet again and pulled out a bigger box. He opened the box and there was a doll man inside.

The cloth doll was about the same size as a real person. Its face was painted with facial features, and if one looked closely, this doll looked very similar to a clan uncle.

I suddenly felt a chill on my body. My uncle was busy in the darkness, and the more I looked at him, the stranger he felt.

I was a little scared, so I slowly moved towards the door. In case something strange happened later, I could react in time and leave this place.

The clan uncle had his back facing me, but it was as if he saw my movements. He faintly said, "After leaving this door, if I die, don't blame me."

I didn't dare move.

My uncle brought the doll forward and pointed it at me. I saw the doll sitting cross-legged on the floor, holding a small iron basin in its hand. Something was burning inside, flickering.

Borrowing the light of the fire, I saw that the Puppeteer was looking at me with a smile.

I trembled and asked, "Uncle, what are you trying to do?"

Without even looking at me, he said to me, "This thing is the fruit of my life. Do you think it looks like me?"

I was stunned, thinking: You're not sick, why are you preparing this at home? Don't you find it unlucky?

The clan uncle said in a faint voice, "I told you before, when I was young, I went to the mountain of graves to recite the wrong name. Seven days and seven nights in bed, right? "

I nodded.

My uncle said: "Originally, I was about to die, but later it was your foster-grandpa, my fifth uncle, who told me a way to save me. But from then on I was remembered by the things on the mountain. If this method is not revealed, I can continue to hide. However, once it is revealed, it will definitely try to take my life. "

When I heard this, I suddenly understood why my uncle had a crying face. He was using his own life in exchange for mine.

I blurted out, "Uncle, then don't say anymore."

"Too late." I heard the clan uncle's bitter smile.

Soon after, a gust of wind rose up in the courtyard. The sound of the wind caused the door to sway back and forth. In the darkness of the night, it was extremely frightening.

I felt suddenly uneasy, as if something were approaching our house. I looked back nervously. The courtyard was empty, with nothing in sight, but I felt like someone was standing there, looking at us with a tilted head.

"Uncle, do you feel it?" I asked my uncle.

My uncle doesn't answer me. Only the doll was grinning at me.

Then I heard footsteps, coming from the yard.

My heart was beating rapidly. I shrank to the side of the door and looked outside, trembling. One step, two steps, three steps ? He was getting closer and closer to the door.

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I shouted and slammed the door shut. I don't know if that thing was locked by me outside the door, but I started to pant heavily.

After panting for a while, I looked out through the crack in the door. The yard was quiet, as if the thing had gone.

At this moment, there was a muffled boom behind me. I turned my head around and saw that the cloth doll had started to burn. The flames were blazing and quickly spread to its entire body, turning it into a human made of fire.

His uncle sat next to the puppet, not moving at all. I was afraid he'd get burned, so I ran to him and tried to pull him up. Who knew that my uncle gave me a hard wink and mouthed a word: cry.

I was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, I understood what he meant.

With a plop, I knelt on the ground and wailed, "Uncle, how did you get burned to death?"

The clan uncle nodded his head in approval.

In just two or three minutes, the Puppeteer was burnt to ashes. At this moment, the door creaked as if it had been blown open by the wind.

After that, I felt my body loosen as the oppressive feeling disappeared.

I sat down on the floor and realized I was sweating profusely.

The clan uncle lightly coughed, and with a hoarse voice, he said, "Okay, that thing is gone."

I asked my clan uncle, "Is it something from the Golden Toad Temple?"

The uncle nodded, "This Regeneration is my substitute. I've been raising it for almost twenty years, eating and sleeping with it, and letting it hold my placenta and burn it. I've finally managed to fool the things in the Golden Toad Temple. "

When I thought about how my uncle stayed with a doll all day, I felt scared. At the same time, I rejoiced, "Alright, I finally escaped this calamity."

The clan uncle sat on the ground and said with relief, "That's right. Stretching his head, it was a blade. Stretching his head, it was also a blade. I felt a lot more relaxed after being cut by this knife today. Ninth day, go back and take a nap. After you recover, I will bring you to dispel the evil spirits. "

I agreed and left my clan uncle's house. I have been tormenting myself for almost an entire night, I should go back and check on the foster-grandpa's funeral.

Who knew that the moment I stepped out of the clan uncle's house, that feeling came back to me? It was as if someone was standing behind me, staring at me.

I cringed and jerked my head back. He could see nothing behind him.

My heart sank, "We're finished, the things in Golden Toad Temple have not left yet. clan uncle has never lied to it? "

Then I realized, "No, if he came looking for my uncle, he should come into the yard. Why are you staring at me on the street? Could it be ? Is it looking for me? "

At the thought of this, I shivered violently. I quickened my pace and almost trotted home. At the same time, I pricked up my ears and listened. I didn't hear footsteps, just a rustling sound. The sound came faster and closer, as if it was afraid I'd run away.

I stood where I was, afraid to move. I can't see it, but I can feel it. It circled me and stopped in front of me, as if watching me.

I held my breath, not moving, not even daring to breathe.

At this moment, I let out a strange laugh from my throat.