Raising Ghosts Records

Chapter 216

Of course, the book only says that millennium ginseng is the first choice, and it also records several ways to replenish the soul, one of which is to find substitutes.It is necessary to find a person who was born at the same time of the same year, the same month, the same day, and the same gender as the lost soul, and get her soul out and replace it.Before changing the soul, it is necessary to clean the soul, which is to use certain techniques to clean up the memory of the soul, otherwise the person who accepts the soul change will become two people mentally, that is, split personality.

The soul-changing technique is a kind of sorcery, and it is also one of the ways to replenish the soul, but if other methods fail, I will definitely try this kind of sorcery for Tongtong's sake.If I really do this, it will also be compensated, try to find the least harmed person, for example, find a terminally ill child, and compensate a large sum of money to the parents.

This method is equivalent to buying a soul!It's like buying human organs, except that I buy organs to save people, but I buy souls to save ghosts.

There is a difficulty in soul-changing, that is, I don't know the exact time of Tongtong's birth. I only know that she was born in 77, and if she is alive, she is one year younger than me.So my first choice is to replenish the soul with thousand-year-old ginseng. One is that I don’t know Tongtong’s birth time when I change the soul, and the other is because it is said in the book that if the soul is replenished with thousand-year-old ginseng, the person whose soul is replenished will live a long life. Life without pain.

Although the book only mentions replenishing souls for people, there is no record of replenishing souls for ghosts, but according to this characteristic, after using the spirit of thousand-year-old ginseng to restore Tongtong's soul, maybe she can stand and play in the sun, no different from ordinary children .

This may be just a wishful thinking, but I must try to find thousand-year-old ginseng for Tong Tong and Goddess Zhang.This journey must be extremely dangerous, so I will learn some skills, and the "Witch Gu Art" left by the priests of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is a treasure waiting for me to dig.

Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year would be three days away.The winter in Hunan is colder than that in Guangxi. Although it is rare to see snow, it is freezing rain every morning and there is ice everywhere when I wake up in the morning. My hands and feet are numb and painful from the cold.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, Ye Feiji's noodle shop has been closed. This morning, she and her sister and mother made rice cakes. I was at her house for the Chinese New Year, so I cleaned the house with her father.In the afternoon, I went shopping with her family again for the New Year, buying new clothes and shoes, several boxes of apples, a large bundle of sugar cane, and a large bag of red melon seeds and candies.

Although it’s not Chinese New Year yet, the flavor of the New Year is already very strong. There are already people dancing lions on the street to celebrate the New Year. Many people who set up stalls are selling all kinds of toys. Brother Ye Feiji and I bought a lot of firecrackers and ran to the river. fried fish.

On New Year's Eve, everyone put on new clothes and went to various small temples to worship gods with baskets of offerings during the day.After the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Ye Feiji's parents started giving out red envelopes, and they also sent me a copy.As far as I can remember, I haven’t received the New Year’s red envelope yet, and it’s heavy in my hand, even though it’s only one dollar.

When it was dark, Ye Feiji started to set off the fireworks. After the fireworks were over, their family gathered around to play mahjong, while I sat and watched TV, and fell asleep leaning against the wall before I knew it.The sound of firecrackers at twelve o'clock woke me up. 1991 passed like this, and when I opened my eyes, it was 1992.
Ye Feiji's family was still playing mahjong. I went back to my room and lay down on the bed. I couldn't fall asleep because of the sound of firecrackers everywhere.Looking back on the past year, I have experienced a lot of things, from the burial of Tongtong's remains in Babu in January, to the ghost king in Nanning Qianren Grave.During this period, Xiao Jianzaki was adopted, and he went to Xiangxi for no reason, and went to Zhaoping Majiang Town to drive away evil spirits for Sangu
One after another pictures kept flashing. It seems that the past year has experienced a lot and grown a lot. I don’t know what will I encounter in this new year?I hope to find my sister in the new year, and then help Tongtong and Goddess Zhang regain their souls, and then find Tongtong's parents.

Time passed quickly, and it was the end of January in the blink of an eye. Five-year-old Komisaki was also preparing to go to kindergarten.Xiao Jianqi's original surname is Chen, but now he has changed his surname to Ye, and his identity is Ye Feiji's biological sister.Ye Feiji's family has four children, but since Xiao Jianzaki was born in 87, family planning has not started, so there is no trouble.

As for the many skills I have also learned, I won’t mention them one by one here. Next, I will welcome a little friend, and that is Xiaomeng Kong.In a few days it will be the Ching Ming Festival. During the Ching Ming Festival last year, Tongtong put Xiao Mengkong into the beads and said that she would not come out until this year's Ching Ming Festival.

In the early morning of February [-]st, I arrived at the station and changed trains several times. I first arrived at Babu, and then transferred from Babu to Wuzhou.Tomb-sweeping day is about to come, and I want to go home to visit the grave. No matter what happens, no matter where I am, I must go home on Tomb-sweeping Day.

Take a boat from Wuzhou to Guiping, get off at Guiping, then take a car for more than an hour to return to the town, and then walk back to the village.Along the way, I met many villagers who went up the mountain to visit graves with sickles, picks and bags. When they saw me, they all joked and amused me, and even said that they would introduce a mentally handicapped girl from the neighboring village to be my wife! ! ! ! ! ! !

In fact, besides sweeping the tomb, when I go home, I also need to inquire about the situation of the head of the village next door, the old wine barrel. After all, I stole so much money from him.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I felt very uneasy, and walked quickly towards my uncle's house. He is the nephew of my grandfather, and the cousin of my mother and uncle.When I arrived at the door of the house, I saw my uncle was sharpening a knife by the well at the door. It should be for going up the mountain to sweep the tomb.

I called Uncle, he turned his head to see that it was me, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, saying that I have not forgotten my roots!Qingming knows to go home to visit the grave.Said that my uncle is not a good person. After returning home for a few days during the Chinese New Year, I had a New Year’s Eve dinner at his house, and left home on the third day of the new year without saying where I went.

I was a little excited when I heard that my uncle was washed away by the water that night, and his life and death are unknown. Now my uncle said that he has returned home several times during the Chinese New Year, which shows that he is still alive.That's fine, anyway, as long as he's still alive, at least I didn't live up to my grandmother's entrustment. If my uncle comes home, I'll pay for him to marry another wife, so that he can be a good man.

Uncle invited me to sit down in the house and asked me where I had been this year. I just made up a lie and said I was in Nanning!The business of reselling medicinal materials made some money.

When my uncle heard me say that I made money, his eyes lit up immediately, his face was wrinkled with a smile, and he asked me how much I made!When is he going to marry his wife, he asked his aunt to introduce me.

I declined and said, I am only 16 years old!It's still early, at least I have to think about it when I'm 20 years old, the hair hasn't even opened up yet!
The uncle laughed again, took out a piece of white shredded tobacco, and started rolling cigarettes. Suddenly, he seemed to be burned, and asked me if I had found any news about my sister this year.

I sighed and said that there was news, but no one was found. This is a long story!Maybe it's because fate didn't arrive, and it's hard to recognize each other if we pass by.

After chatting with my uncle for a while, I learned that my aunt and a few cousins ​​went up to the mountain to look for bamboo shoots, and he was going to sweep the tombs. He would sweep the nearby ones first, and take a ride to the far away ones in a few days.

During the conversation, I intentionally or unintentionally asked my uncle about the old wine barrel, but my uncle told me that the old wine barrel died, around this time last year.It is said that he died in Chen Guigui's house, lying on the ground with his hands covering his chest. When people found him, his body was stiff.

Uncle smoked a cigarette and said it very naturally, but I was very surprised when I heard it. Could it be that the old wine barrel found out that his property was stolen, and he couldn't calm down for a while, so he died?It seems that I have to burn a stick of incense for him. I not only stole all his property, but also indirectly killed him.I don't have any enmity with him, so I feel a little ashamed about it. It happens to be Ching Ming Festival, and I still have to pay him a respect.
Uncle had sharpened his knife and was going to visit the grave, but when I came home suddenly, I changed my plan and planned to visit the grave in the afternoon, and now I was going to cook and eat.

After a while he served two dishes, my favorite pork belly with fried bamboo shoots, and a plate of fried eggs.When I was about to move my chopsticks, a person ran into the door in a hurry, and this person was my cousin.

The cousin was flustered and out of breath, and the uncle hurriedly asked her what was wrong and why she was running so fast.

The cousin was crying, saying that my aunt was stung by a wasp and passed out. There were so many wasps that I couldn’t count them.
(End of this chapter)