Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 151: Sad Pacific

In the forest where the sun is shining brightly, the dazzling sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves above and falls on the graves in the forest.

The mountain breeze brought by the alternating cold and hot weather blew, causing countless leaves to tremble and rustle.

The graves were not even surrounded by stones or tombstones, and the dead were simply buried hastily.

The fluffy yellow soil piled up in the woods, forming simple grave mounds.

This pickpocket and gangster who had no children or wife died in such a miserable way.

After his parents and brothers pass away, no one will know the name of the person buried in the grave.

This grave mound, which doesn't even have a tombstone, will be forgotten by the world in the future and become an ownerless grave in the mountains, covered by spreading weeds.

But at least at this moment, someone came to see it.

Although those who came to see it were not relatives or friends.

Ran Qing and Mo Li stood in front of the simple loess mound and walked around it to observe.

Before coming, Ran Qing was prepared to spend a lot of effort to summon spirits and ask ghosts, and was even prepared to return empty-handed.

But he didn't expect that the mastermind behind the scenes didn't care about Hu Laosan at all.

It is so confident that it is not afraid of others tracking it.

From this perspective, Hu Laosan's death might really have been an accident, rather than him being silenced after helping someone else...

Mo Li said softly, "The owner of this copper coin is very powerful and conceited."

It's not afraid of being tracked down, and it completely ignores the consequences after doing something evil. What kind of confidence does this show...

Ran Qing looked at the grave mound in front of him expressionlessly. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "It doesn't matter whether he's conceited or powerful."

In the face of life and death disasters, even if it was a man-eating tiger, Ran Qing would still try to tickle its whiskers.

After thanking Lao Yangpi, he stayed with Mo Li to wait here until dark.

The sun is so strong during the day that most wandering ghosts dare not show up, and the altar can only be opened after dark.

Ran Qing took out "The Trial of the Second Sister and the Demon Slayer" and began to read the story while waiting for nightfall.

Mo Li sat on a big rock nearby for a while, feeling a little bored.

"Ran Qing, did you bring any other books?" the girl asked for small talk.

Ran Qing rummaged through his canvas bag for a while, then pulled out a comic book and threw it to Mo Li.

The cover features a blue dragon with eyelashes and a child with a bright smile and a red stick on his back.

Ran Qing had not had the chance to read the comic book that Mo Li had shared with him before.

Mo Li took the comic book and was speechless for a moment.

"...You really are Doraemon. Your treasure bag has everything."

The girl opened the comic book and tried to read.

But she had read this book after all, and after reading it for a while, she stood up feeling bored.

"Forget it, I'm going to go walk around the city. Do you want to come with me? It's still early before dark," Mo Li said. "On the way here, I saw an arcade. Want to try a few games?"

Mo Li sent out a game invitation.

Ran Qing shook his head: "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

He had never been to an arcade and was very curious about that smoky place with a bunch of kids, but he was used to restraining his desires and subconsciously rejected Mo Li.

He has almost finished reading "Witchcraft, Ghosts and Magic", but has not finished reading "The Trial of the Second Sister and the Demon-Slaying Story" yet.

He sat in the sun and read quietly, while the girl walked away humming a song.

It was still early before dark, and Mo Li, with his lively personality, couldn't possibly sit here for several hours.

“… Before one wave subsides, another wave arrives to attack.”

"In the vast sea of ​​people, there are raging storms. Before one wave arrives, another has already passed. A lifetime is like waking up from a dream."

"Deeply sad at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean..."

The girl's clear singing voice gradually drifted away in the mountains and forests. Ran Qing sat in the shade of a tree and read.

The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting specks of light on his body and hands. The wind in the forest grew still, and Ran Qing sat quietly for the entire afternoon.

Finally, he finished reading the book "The Trial of the Second Sister and the Killing of the Demon".

The book does not mention the Ghost King's Coffin and the Wujiang Ghost Realm, but the final ending is that Shen Erjie returns to Zangke with her grown-up apprentice.

Shen Erjie, who has traveled all over the country, decided to return to her hometown to retire.

Although judging from her age in the book, Miss Shen Er was only in her thirties at that time.

Ran Qing put the book into the canvas bag and looked up at the sky.

The sun has already set behind the distant mountains, and the sky is dyed red by the afterglow.

Ran Qing stood in the forest and waited for a long time, until night fell and the stars and the moon emerged, but the girl named Mo Li did not come back.

Ran Qing did not wait, but took out things from his canvas bag and began to arrange things in front of the grave.

He sprinkled the incense ash around the grave mound little by little, surrounding the grave.

Then incense sticks were inserted in front of the grave, candles were burned, and a brand new mirror was placed in front of the grave, with the smooth mirror facing Ran Qing.

When the night completely enveloped the mountains and the moonlight shone on them, Ran Qing sat in front of Hu Laosan's grave, took out the evil ghost mask and put it on his head.

The dim candlelight flickered in the darkness. Ran Qing took out the mineral water bottle with an expressionless face and poured the bloody red blood into the bowl.

He took out the cut origami and folded it neatly in front of him.

Finally, he took out a small drum made of witch skin and struck it gently.

dong dong dong-

The dull sound of drums gradually drifted away in the darkness.

Ran Qing's face looked inexplicably eerie under the flickering candlelight.

His lips moved, and a hoarse, strange, low sound came out.

"...the candle flame jumps three times, and the stream in front of the door circles three times."

As the low, hoarse and strange voice came, the mountains and forests around the grave mound suddenly became quiet.

The noisy and shrill chirping of insects in the mountains and forests disappeared in an instant.

It seemed as if all the bugs had gone into hiding.

Ran Qing's strange voice continued to sound.

"Don't stay with the wind from the east, south, west or north; turn back when the cock crows at midnight."

"Hu Laosan, ah Hu Laosan, when the moon sets, don't play around. Hot food and drinks are waiting for you at home."

The cold and gloomy wind blew eerily in front of the grave mound, and the burning candle flame shook violently.

The next second, the candle flame suddenly turned green.

In the pale green light, Ran Qing's pale profile looked like a ghost in the darkness.

The demon mask he wore on the back of his head also came to life.

It was like a ferocious face had grown on the back of his head.

"…The rice grains return to the warehouse, the souls return to the hall, and three pillars of incense lead the way."

"Hu Laosan, ah, Hu Laosan..."

Ran Qing's hoarse and strange whisper spread in the darkness, and the pale green candle flame began to tremble like crazy.

The surrounding mountains and forests became pitch black, and the moon and stars disappeared from the night sky above.

Ran Qing seemed to have fallen into a dark and strange world. Except for the small area illuminated by the pale green candlelight, the area outside the candlelight was completely engulfed in darkness.

A cold, furtive friction sound rang out in the darkness.

It felt like something horrible was crawling in the darkness.

Ran Qing's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this Hu Laosan has also turned into a fierce ghost?

This noise doesn't sound like that of a wandering ghost!
(End of this chapter)