The last Onmyoji

Chapter 364

I went out and stayed in the hotel for a day, and went back to No. 8 Qingwang Street early the next morning. Today, No. [-] Qingwang Street looked extraordinarily deserted. It may be because of my feeling. The last time I went to Songzhai, I took a At that time, the second uncle still pushed me to the front desk. At that time, I was only concerned about being nervous. First, I didn’t feel the comfortable feeling of being carried by someone, but I didn’t know whether it was a human or a ghost who was carrying me. Third, what was it? ?I just don’t remember at all how I went from a small house like an isolated island in a demolition area to a Songzhai with pavilions, terraces and buildings like the Palace of the King of Hell.

It was Ghost Festival at that time, and I just happened to meet it.It can be said that the gate of ghosts is wide open, so you can enter Songzhai. It's not Ghost Festival, is the road to Songzhai still there?Will it still be open?
When I arrived, the old man had already got up, and Aunt Feng was still dressed in the same dark green cheongsam as yesterday. Cheongsam, but every cheongsam is this color?
"You guys are so early." I smiled at them.

"It's still early?" Aunt Feng said angrily, then stood up and walked gracefully. She opened the door, and I followed her to the backyard of the house. The small flags formed a gossip position, and Aunt Feng stood inside, muttering words.

Recently, I have been in touch with technology, and now I suddenly see these familiar and unfamiliar Taoist things. On to formations and spells.

After chanting for a while, Aunt Feng threw a handful of paper money into the sky and said.

Heaven and earth are yin and yang.

Rending Liuchang.

The gates of hell are open.

Yin soldiers take advantage of the situation.

After saying this sentence, she seemed to go crazy, twisted her body over there, and fell on the ground, as if she was kneeling down to some power. At this moment, she yelled at me: "The Yin soldier borrowed the way, and if you encounter a dodge, close your eyes!"

I was taken aback by the old lady's sudden actions and yelling, but I closed my eyes immediately when I didn't know what was going on, but the me at this time is really not the me at that time. I used to be curious about everything, I wanted to watch but didn't dare to watch, but now, I am curious, I want to watch, and I think I have the ability to deal with emergencies.

So when I closed my eyes, I squinted my eyes quietly, squinting into a slit, and looked at how this is the road leading to Song Zhai.

The feeling of squinting must be uncomfortable, and the vision is not clear enough, but I still vaguely saw the Buddha in the air, and suddenly there was an extra door out of thin air, a simple and simple door, engraved on the door There are various patterns, such as the common flying birds, insects and fish, and the two ghost-faced pull tabs transmit a faint and cold light.

At this moment, I saw the door, which opened slowly, and at the same time, there seemed to be white mist filling the inside. It is broad daylight, or morning, and the sun rises. There is a saying that the sun is the most vigorous in the morning , but I feel that the yang qi can't match the yin qi exposed after the door is opened, that cold feeling.

In the midst of this icy cold, I saw a black sedan chair being carried out. In front of the sedan chair, there walked a fat woman dressed like Aunt Feng. I had seen this woman before, and she was like a bustard. Fat woman, the last time I entered Song Zhai, she led the way.

She is a person, that I can be sure of.

But for those bearers, what I saw last time were grimace masks, but this time, what I saw were human faces, the kind of pale and colorless human faces, the Tai Chi diagram in my body Automatically, Qinglong Suzaku began to open its eyes.

This is a kind of mutual generation and mutual restraint. Their awakening is because they feel that kind of cold Yin Qi.

These bearers are not human.

The ghost face mask last time, under that mask was a person, but this time, it was a real ghost carrying the coffin.

The sedan chair just stopped in front of me, tremblingly placed on the ground, the faces of the bearers were still pale, and there were no pupils in the eyes, they were all whites. Is this a corpse controlled to walk a fixed path? , or a ghost, I don't know.

"Get on the palanquin." Aunt Feng was still bowing down, calling to me with her head down.

If I were the me before, I would not get on this sedan chair, even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t dare to get on it, but this time, I had to get on it, I came for a purpose, and I didn’t feel it, there are two great beasts plus yin and yang I am trying to protect myself, how can I be caught by a few ghosts.

I resolutely got on the sedan chair, sat on it, and put my whole body on guard. I didn't think that something would happen to me here. I was just confused. Why when I thought that technology could solve all mysteries, why A ghost came out, something that this technology cannot explain to me, it is invisible, do you want to change my mind?

"I must tell Jesus and Charlie about the situation here, supernatural power, you can't just go to God, ghosts too." I thought to myself.

I just lay on the sedan chair like this, relaxing myself, and being carried by a ghost on a sedan chair. This is something that many people may not understand in their lifetime. I closed my eyes and felt the road, but suddenly I remembered, I I need to figure out where I am now and what path I'm taking in order to reach Song Zhai.

With courage, I opened the covering curtain, looked down, and suddenly felt a sense of dizziness, because at this time, there was nothing under the sedan chair, and there was chaos. We let the Buddha walk on a cloud layer, and then arrived at A mysterious space.

"Don't look at it, it won't do you any good." At this moment, the old bustard ran to the side of the sedan chair and said something to me.

"Okay." I found that even if I looked at it, I still wouldn't understand what kind of path I was taking, Chaos?Yin and Yang Road?
"Can technology explain all this?" In the past two days, I have been firmly thinking about it. Because of this way, I was shaken. I found that if this continues, I will definitely go crazy and I will be entangled. Drive yourself crazy in terms of technology and unknown forces.

In this way, until the sedan chair stopped.

"Get off the sedan chair." I heard the old bustard call.

The sedan chair tilted a bit, I lifted the curtain, and walked down. The bearers behind me, carrying the sedan chair, began to walk tremblingly like when they came, and then disappeared into the chaos.

The old bustard said: "Young master, why don't you enter the village?"

"This fat lady, I just want to ask you one thing. Do you still remember me, the one I came with a black card a few years ago?" I asked.

"How can the old man not remember the Lin family who made a big fuss in Song Zhai?" the old bustard twisted his waist and said.

"Let me ask you something, last time I was carried by a ghost, but I know that those people who carried the sedan chair were people, and they were wearing ghost masks. I saw them in person later, but this time, I Why does it feel like they're not human?" I asked.

"When was the last time?" she asked me.

"Halloween." I said.

"That's it. Last time, the ghosts had a holiday. I know why the master breaks the fast during the ghost festival? Do you think everyone who comes here is a practitioner? Ordinary people can't afford the ghosts to carry the coffin, and they dare not let the ghosts carry the coffin." , So, on that day of every year, when the bearers are not around, it is at that time that people can be called for a meeting. I said, young master, let’s forget about it. Song Zhai is something you can imagine. Let’s go, the master will wait Hurry up." The bustard urged.

I was so hung up that I didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, the ghost is on holiday?

Paralyzed, emotionally speaking, is Ghost Day the May Day of the ghost world?A big holiday for all?
Isn't this old man from Song Zhai a different route from my grandfather, the way of saving the country with technology?How to engage in technology, if you want to engage in such a moth, there are still ghosts?I thought, since I am here today, I must ask this old man for clarification.

The madam opened the door with a gesture of invitation.

I walked in and raised my head subconsciously.

A huge human face suddenly pressed down on me.

(End of this chapter)