C8 There Was Someone in the Room

He couldn't help but admire Ye Zichen's reasoning skills. It seemed like this trip to the south of the mountain was a waste. The only thing he gained was that he was sure that the old lady in Uncle Fu's house had been dug out by him. I told the idea to the glass, which lowered its head for a moment and said, "Do you remember aunty saying that Aunt Gui Hua had improved after Uncle Fu came to burn paper money, but she suddenly became even more serious. This is the first message. Looking at the second message, after we went to the place where the incident occurred, we did not find the bone Uncle Li Fu dug up. The third piece of information, the plug said it was broken. The fourth message, the leopard cat said, "The sins of heaven are unforgivable, but the sins of one's own are unforgivable. Do you think there is a connection between these four messages?"

From the glass, I had a vague feeling that a line was running through the beginning and the end, but it was not very clear. There was also Cao Lao Wu, who was involved, which was very hard to understand.

I said we should rest for a while, we still have to keep vigil at night. "Don't worry about that. With the Golden Buddha around, there shouldn't be any major problems. Also, I have another move. We can only do it after you wake up." With that, he turned off the music and turned the temperature of the air conditioner to a higher temperature before going to sleep.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I just had a long, long dream about me and Tighty stealing a melon when we were kids. I kept running, and he kept chasing me, yelling, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

bang bang bang *

I woke up and rubbed my eyes. There was someone outside, knocking on the glass. When I looked carefully, it was Dad. I woke up the glass, which was groaning and pouting. I motioned for him to open the window. When he saw that it was my father, he immediately rolled down the window and said, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

"You come to Uncle Fu to ask you to have a meal together, but I don't recommend you go. I'm afraid something might happen tonight. Later, you and Erlang will go home and eat dinner together."

"We're going to eat at Fujia."

Dad saw that there was nothing he could do. He just said, "You guys go over later."

Glass looked at her watch and said, "It's already seven o'clock. We've already slept for more than two hours. It's time to get up and work." After saying that, he looked at the phone, scolded the trash, then went out to make a call. Then, he came back and said, "Come, drive the car to your yard."

After the car was put away, Liu Gan took out a few bottles of white spirits from the trunk of the car. After the car was put away, Liu Gan took out a few bottles of white spirits from the trunk of the car. Then he took out his backpack and put the golden Buddha inside it. With a snap of his fingers, he signaled his mother to stop him, but with his glass personality, his mother had no other choice. She handed a few wooden wedges to the glass and warned him to be careful as he let them pass.

It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at Uncle Fu's house. It was only eight o'clock in September when it was completely dark. Autumn is over, but people are busy spraying fertilizer, so every family has a light on. If it were winter, the village would have long since been pitch-black. Some people would have already woken up. Laifu's uncle set the dining table in the main hall. Right at the entrance, Aunt Guihua was probably moved to the east room. There was an incandescent lamp hanging in front of the side room. It was very bright, at least a hundred watts long. It lit up the entire yard as if it was day, so that when they were eating, they could clearly see the situation in the yard.

Uncle Fu had prepared a very sumptuous meal. He had brought the best wine and dishes from the restaurant. It seemed that he had really spent a lot of money this time. His simple goal was to win over the hearts of others. I hated Uncle Fu because he was too selfish. For his own sake, he would drag a group of people here to bear the risk, or rather, he would make others bear the consequences for him for him. But now, it seemed that he was quite pitiful. He was in his fifties and didn't have a single daughter. He had a wife and was a barbarian in Yunnan and now he was involved in this matter. His family wasn't rich in the first place, yet today he was willing to spend a lot of money to get so many good wines and dishes. It seemed like he was quite sincere.

Glass said to me, "Let's get down to business." With that, he took out three wooden wedges from his bag and walked under the white poplar tree. He looked around the tree and said, "Go find a hammer!"

I was confused and didn't know what he was up to. I asked Uncle Fu for a hammer and asked the glass, "What are you doing with that wooden wedge in your hand?"

Glass took the hammer and walked three steps north from the poplar tree. He took out a wooden wedge and smashed it into the ground with the hammer, leaving only two fingers exposed. Luckily, Uncle Fu's yard was made of mud. If it was cement, then the glass really had to be twisted. Then he took three steps southwest of the poplar tree and knocked on the next wooden wedge; and then he also took three steps southeast of the poplar tree and knocked on the next wooden wedge. Three wooden wedges formed an equilateral triangle. The three corners were located in the southeast, southwest and north respectively. As soon as the three wooden wedges entered the ground, the crown of the poplar began to shake violently. I quickly took a few steps back, afraid that the poplar tree would break at my waist and fall down.

The glass had not been idle the entire time. It didn't seem to care how the poplar tree swayed. Three more wooden wedges had been placed at the base of the poplar tree, directly east, south, and northwest.

As soon as the three wooden wedges were planted, the white poplar tree regained its calm and its leaves stopped falling. "It's done. You can drink now."

When we looked back, we saw Uncle Laifu, Uncle Laifu, and Dad standing in front of the front door, staring at us, and when they saw the glass coming, they asked what was going on, if the thing was coming again. Glass laughed again, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, they definitely won't be able to come. I brought a pot for them."

In my heart, I wondered when did this Liu Qing learn to deal with ghosts. I had never heard him mention it before. Since he had this ability, then why didn't he make a move when he was treated so miserably in the south of the mountain.

At the table, Uncle Fu and Uncle Fu had been toasting us, saying that we were loyal, righteous, capable of doing great things, and so on and so forth. Initially, they always asked Glass what she was doing. Glass just didn't say anything, only saying that everyone was safe and sound. However, after drinking three rounds of food and drinks, the others didn't ask anymore. This guy actually shook it out himself. If Uncle Laifu said it was inconvenient, then there was no need to say it, but the glass was full of energy and he had to say it. I could see that the glass was clearly going to be drunk, but I had to stay awake and not let the five of them drink two and a half pairs.

The glass in the right hand held the wine glass and stuttered for a long time while the others listened attentively. They didn't know whether they had heard clearly or not, but it had taken a lot of effort for me to sit beside him.

Glass said that he had met a master in business who had some skill, and Glass asked him out of curiosity what he was going to do about it. The man said that the ghosts had their own ways and that they didn't usually treat them, but gave them away, that is, gave them some paper money to let them go, because most ghosts were also after money. Second was the exorcism. It was a method of using force to expel evil elements that were sent out by the ghosts without leaving them. The second thing was to kill ghosts. Actually, killing ghosts was not accurate either. It was to scatter them and prevent them from becoming another disaster. It was a move that was used to target those evil ghosts. The wooden wedges he had taken today were actually made of peach wood, and peach wood had always been able to ward off ghosts and evade evil spirits. This was generally accepted by all. (As for why peach wood could drive away evil spirits, I don't know. I've only heard of a book called Peach Blossom Lady Breaks the Great Master of the Zhou. It was said that Peach Blossom Goddess could chase down demons from the White Demon God, and her life was made of peach wood. First, the north, southwest, and southeast were the three directions that locked the ghost's path in and out. This was because the three directions of the gossip were kan, kun, o, which represented water, earth, and wind, and the ghost used these three locations to climb up and down the white poplar tree. Now that they had finished reading these three paths, they could only stay on the white poplar tree and not go down. After that, it was used to kill ghosts. In the eight trigrams, these three locations were: Shock, Descent, and Dry. It represented Thunder, Fire, and Sky. It was used to kill ghosts.

The glass is said to be mysterious and I didn't understand it. Even if I did, I wouldn't know if it would work or not. If I knew that he was going to do this, I would have reminded him to think it over. But now that things have come to this, I am powerless to reverse the situation, so I can't say whether this thing is reliable or not. I looked at my phone. It was past ten o'clock, but so far so good. I raised my head and looked into the courtyard. I should be slightly ahead of them by now. I felt that the entire courtyard was hazy and the poplar tree was trembling at the northwest corner of the courtyard.

Uncle Laifu seemed to be drinking a lot too. He kept saying that he was suffering, and his nose was full of snot and tears. Uncle Lai Li had a decent alcohol tolerance, so he was quite clear-headed. He kept urging him from the side. Dad sat there, not saying a word, his head lowered as he ate. I knew dad had a lot of alcohol, and this was not a big deal. Even though Glass was a little dazed from the alcohol, she still drank with Dad. I quickly waved to Dad, indicating that we couldn't drink anymore.

After Uncle Fu finished crying, he scratched his head as if it was very itchy. In fact, his hair was very messy and dirty. He probably hadn't eaten well or slept well in the past few days, let alone washed his hair. His scratching seemed to have lost a lot of hair, and when I saw that he wasn't in the mood to eat anymore, I just stared blankly at him.

"What's on your head?" Uncle Lai said.

I went up and saw that there were seven or eight Ghost Needles, which, as I said earlier, were very easy to touch and difficult to clean. This was not surprising. When he opened the southern part of the mountain, he would inevitably come into contact with this thing. He did not expect that after several days, he would be completely oblivious to the presence of so many roots on his head.

As I watched, I felt my forehead start to itch again. It was no use scratching my head from the inside out. I touched my forehead and the two scars on my forehead rose again. At first, I thought it was the effect of alcohol, but I felt more and more that something was wrong. At this moment, the curtain of the eastern house moved. A person picked up the curtain and came out. When I looked up, I was surprised to see that it was Auntie Gui Hua. In the morning, she was still unconscious on the bed. Her body was extremely weak, and now she could walk freely. It seemed that her body was quite strong. It was unbelievably strong. Aunt Guihua nodded at us, then walked over to the glass and said slowly, "Thank you so much for today, little brother. Let me toast you."

As I spoke, I filled up two cups and passed one to the glass. Aunt Gui Hua raised her head and gulped it down. I looked up at Aunt Guihua and saw her looking at me out of the corner of her eye. When she saw me staring at her, she quickly looked away. Blindly, Glass took the glass. Just as he was about to drink it, Dad suddenly snatched it away and put it on the table. He said, "You can't drink it anymore."

He was afraid of drinking too much glass.

Aunt Guihua didn't expect that her wine cup would be snatched away by her father. Her expression instantly turned into a mess, but she immediately put on a smiling face and said to her father, "Big bro, let me toast you." He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, as if he were afraid, and was wary of me all the time. From the moment she sat at the table, I had been paying attention to her every move, so a lot of details were telling me that there was something wrong with Aunt Guihua. The most important thing was that with her current physical condition, she couldn't even walk on the ground. And now there was an obvious look of panic in her eyes. What was she afraid of?

Dad had always been very honest. After hearing Auntie Gui Hua's words, it wasn't good to refuse. Thus, he raised his wine glass and was about to drink it. At this moment, I noticed a hidden joy in Aunt Gui's eyes.

"This wine can't be drunk!" I immediately shouted. I snatched the wine cup from my father's hand and threw it on the ground. As the ground was covered with mud, the wine cup didn't shatter. Instead, it rolled into the long table placed before the door.

"Impudent!" Get lost! "

The moment those words left my mouth, not only were the others stunned, even I was stunned. I didn't understand why I would suddenly say those words. Uncle Laifu stopped crying. The glass window jolted awake and stared at me with a strange expression. They must have thought I was being rude, talking to an elder like that. Just as they were thinking of how to resolve the situation, a gust of wind blew through the door and knocked the bottle of wine onto the ground. Everyone present couldn't help but scream out loud.