the last priest

The next day, when Dad came back, the woman said she was awake, but she had a fever all the time, no matter how much she had to take injections and medicines, people started talking nonsense, and the two of them summed up, no, we have to go Looking for Wenbin, Dad didn't care about rest, so he stepped on his bicycle and went out.

Coincidentally, Zha Wenbin was really at home that time. I heard that something happened, and Chaozi came with him. Have something to eat.

That time Cha Wenbin came very secretly, he stayed at home the whole day and didn't go out, maybe he was also thinking about my father, and he didn't want others to know that it was because of this bridge.

Zha Wenbin came over to take a look, and said that this matter depends on God's will. If the woman's life is not to die, and if it continues to rain tonight, Yin and Yang will be reopened, so he will go for a walk to get the little devil who tripped her up. send away.If it doesn't rain, no one can send it off with the real dragon guarding it.

At that time we had a temple there called: Dragon King Temple.

It is said that this Dragon King Temple was used to pray for rain in the past, and it is not far away from the Jiangjun Temple. The distance between the two ancient temples was less than four or five meters, but it was in disrepair and the movement to destroy the four old. , now also ruined.Although the temple was gone, the dragon hadn't left yet. That afternoon, Cha Wenbin decided to go in to pray for rain.

Prepared a big white chicken and a small gourd, he, Chaozi and my father went to a deep mountain inside the temple, where there was a pool, the water was very cold and deep.There is no river above this pool, which means that this is the source of the entire stream. No matter how severe the drought is, the water here is always full.

Our river is a very famous river in China, the source of the Huangpu River. In the early days, people from surrounding counties came here to pray for rain. Later, more and more people knew about this shaman-like witchcraft. The less it is, the less it will gradually disturb the pool.

After killing the chicken, offering sacrifices to the Dragon King, and placing a small gourd on the bank, Cha Wenbin began to recite sutras to fetch water.

The scriptures on fetching water were passed down orally, and there was never a written record, because those weird syllables could not even be understood by the people who recited them.

The scriptures need to be read until the water in the gourd is filled. Some people say that it is the water splashed from the waterfall above, and some people say that it is the essence of water. water.

When the water was full, Chaozi carried the gourd that seemed to be the size of a mouse, but it was very laborious and heavy, and he could only unload it when he carried it to the bridge.Cha Wenbin opened the gourd and sprinkled the water on the bridge. After a while, raindrops began to float in the sky. Some things are so magical.

That night, Grandma cooked a few dishes and put them on a plaque, leaving the rest to Cha Wenbin.

At that time, the woman was still in the hospital outside, but the news that came back was not very good, and I was afraid that there was no cure.Zha Wenbin cut out a picture of two people carrying a sedan chair with white paper, then hung it on a small bamboo pole with a thread, and asked Chaozi to follow him to the bridge in the middle of the night with the vegetable bowl in his hand.

Then Chao Zi retreated to the road, and Cha Wenbin lit the candles, set the table and chopsticks, and sat in the middle of the bridge.It was drizzling at night, and Cha Wenbin just waited there with the paper sedan chair.The strange thing is that Chaozi was soaked all over, but Zha Wenbin didn't get any rain on his body, and the incense sticks were not affected by the wind and rain at all, as if there was a vacuum, and even the bridge deck was dry.

In the middle of the night, the paper sedan chair suddenly started to move, just like a shadow puppet show. Cha Wenbin stood up and slowly carried the sedan chair across the bridge. He took out a torch and lit the piece of paper on fire, then threw it into the river under the bridge, and was instantly washed away by the stream.

Later I realized that this bridge was the Naihe Bridge. He used sacrifices and a dummy to lure the little ghost out, and then kicked him into the Wangchuan River under the bridge. Once the river is built, it will never come out to harm people again.

The next day, the woman was discharged from the hospital, and all the doctors couldn't explain it. This person, who had been declared to be in critical condition clinically, was able to pack her bags and go home early the next morning.

Later, Cha Wenbin ordered a pair of stone lions for my father to put on the bridge. Since then, there has been no accident on this bridge, and I have never seen anyone else on that bend.

After leaving that time, Cha Wenbin and Dad agreed to send me there again in a few years, but after waiting for many years, I never saw Cha Wenbin again.As I grew older, the birthmark on my chest gradually became the size of a copper coin. Later, I wanted to have an operation to cut it off, but my grandma refused, saying that my little ancestor couldn’t move it. That is to say, since I got this birthmark, I have never seen anything that others cannot see. Maybe it is used to block my other eye.

And the story of that bridge continued until a month ago and happened again.

This year, my hometown carried out village improvement, and the government funded the widening of the road. The bend was finally smashed in half by modern machinery. There is unhappiness, but there is nothing you can do to stop the progress of the project.

That day I was rushing back on the busy viaduct in Binjiang, Hangzhou, because I invited some friends to have dinner in my hometown, and it took me more than an hour to go back from here, but that day was Friday, and the viaduct was amazing. of blocking.

Following the traffic flow, I had just passed the fourth bridge when the mobile phone on the car rang, and the display on the mobile phone was: Dad.

"Hey, Xiao Yi, come back quickly!" Abba's urgent voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Ah? How do you know I'm coming back today? I'm already on my way." I said to Abba on the other end of the phone.

It has been many years since I have been in the city of Hangzhou. Because my work is getting more and more busy, I go home less and less frequently. The frequency is basically maintained at once every two months. This time, it is also a meeting with some old friends Many times, I couldn't shirk it, so I went back, but God seemed to know that I was going back, so he made such a joke.

"Come back quickly, your mother is in the People's Hospital, she cut off her finger!"

At that time, there was a "buzz" in my head immediately, and I threw away my mobile phone. I wanted to step on the gas pedal but couldn't do anything because it was too congested.That day, it took me twice as long as usual to rush to the hospital. When I arrived at the emergency floor of the hospital, I saw my mother walk out of the operating room with the help of two nurses. The thick gauze on her hands was still red. of blood.

She shouted at me in her usual loud voice: "It's okay, it's okay, tell your father not to call, he won't listen, Xiao Yi is impatient, what if there is an accident on the road?"

At that time, I couldn't help but shed tears. At this time, my mother still cared about me on the road.

When my mother was working, she accidentally cut her own finger with a knife. Immediately, the index finger of her left hand was cut into two pieces. Fortunately, the hospital delivered it in time. The doctor said that the severed finger had been connected, but it took a long time. The recovery period, because the bones, tendons, nerves and blood vessels inside are completely ruptured.

In the evening, when I accompanied my father back to get the things needed for the hospital, I found that the pair of stone lions at the bridge had been moved, so I asked, "Who moved this thing?"

"Don't mention it, the construction team moved." Abba sighed very helplessly, as if he had something on his mind.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He took a puff on a cigarette and said, "It's a blessing among misfortunes that it can be connected. Let them move the lion back to its original place tomorrow and it will be fine."

All of a sudden, my thoughts were brought back to that rainy night ten years ago, and I asked, "Bridge?"

"Yeah." Then Dad didn't want to say any more, and I found out what happened after I asked Mom.

There was a family in the village who was always sick, and no matter how hard you looked at it, the man went to find a gentleman. The gentleman said that he had offended a wild ghost, and the wild ghost squatted on the bend and asked him to do it. Order the bowls and chopsticks, prepare some paper money to burn there, and say that it will be fine after the burning is over, so I won't pester him anymore.

Just when they came to burn the paper, it was raining and the lion was moved away. The man left after burning the paper in the middle of the night.The next day was sunny, and my mother got up early to clean up, and she went to the bridge by the way, because the construction work in the past few days made mud everywhere, and she saw a pile of burnt paper money on the ground. He said casually, "Who did this!"

It just so happened that the person who burned the paper passed by last night and said casually, "I burned it last night." Then he told my grandma that the gentleman asked him to do it.

The most taboo thing in the Feng Shui Bureau is "breaking". On nights without stone lions, the Yinyang Road, which had been suspended for so many years, was reopened.

As a result, Grandma chopped off her finger that afternoon. . . . . .

After a few days, the pair of stone lions were put back in their original place, but I didn't like it no matter how I looked at it. My father said it was your illusion, but I didn't think so.Finally, I borrowed a compass and found that even though the construction team placed it according to the imprint left on the ground by the base of the stone lion, it was not completely restored, and there was still a little deviation from what Cha Wenbin placed back then.

Now the stone lion has fully recovered, and Grandma's hand is also recovering. I hope the bridge will not reappear for the next story.