Chapter 27: Dead Man Quickly Opens His Eyes
"Heh, this old Wang!"
Giving away roses, hands have fragrance, Meng Qingshan sent Old Wang away, full of smiles, he went to the stove room to work again.
Meng Fan was cultivating in the house, and hearing the commotion outside, he skimmed his lips and smiled, continuing to exhale. The living conditions of the townspeople were not too generous, and they felt happy to be able to eat meat once in a while.
The next day, Meng Fan and his father repeated the same trick, carrying a few rabbits back, and so on and so forth, a few days passed, and the family's rabbit skins were tanned in a yard.
On the other hand, Lao Wang's side, but still did not set one, the family always vaguely heard the sound of quarrels.
Of course, he got the benefits, Meng Qingshan also not hide, with a large iron pot stewed several pots of rabbit meat, sent from door to door, fortunately, the Meng family only a hundred and ten families, basically every family has been sent, and even Zhang's family also sent.
Of course, just sent to the hands of Liu Xiaoxi, but the Zhang granny can not see people, she will be locked in the house, do not know in primping what, even Xiaoxi are not allowed to go in, on the Zhang granny's situation, Xiaoxi is also not too clear, usually just send a meal only.
This time to get rabbit meat, Xiaoxi also did not dare to give the Zhang granny said, just their own secretly eaten, because she knows, to the grandmother, or inevitably to throw away, how good rabbit meat ah, really some waste.
It's a bit of a waste. It's still a gift from Meng Fan's family!
So, Meng Qingshan's reputation in the village is getting better and better up, the townspeople see him from afar, will smile and greet him, popularity once more than the Sun village head, if you engage in a selection of the top ten good people in Mengjiazhuang, Meng Qingshan is sure to get the first.
But at the same time, the Zhang woman is not idle, as if to cooperate with Meng Fan in general, that has long been ineffective blood curse, every day to come on once, swearing to curse Meng Fan's whole family. Every time you cast a blood spell, that is a big bowl of blood ah, a few days past, the Zhang granny face as white as paper, look depressed, in turn, he could not hold out.
Meng Fan did not anticipate that the Zhang granny even miserable to this point, he is just a trick, and let the Zhang granny suffer some pain at the same time, but also can catch some rabbits, so simple means, I can't imagine that it almost killed the Zhang granny's life.
Time rushes, since Meng Fan returned to the village, has been half a month in the past, July 15 of the Mid-Yuan Festival has arrived.
The Mid-Yuan Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival, Shi Lone, half of the seventh month, is to carry out sacrifices, sweeping the tomb, legend has it that this day the door of the ghosts are wide open, the deceased to go home to be reunited, but also to put some tributes on the side of the road, to the homeless lonely ghosts to eat, that is, "Shi food".
Every year on this day, the villagers will have to buy some paper money, incense and candles and other things, this day is also a busy day for Zhang's wife, almost catching up with the Qingming Festival.
No matter how other times, this day she must be open for business, must be related to the word money.
The dead wanted money, and the living wanted money even more!
Meng Fan's neighbor, the old Wang, was a filial son, his old mother had died a few years ago, and every Chinese New Year's Day he would spend some money, buy some sacrificial offerings, and reverently burn the past for his old mother.
On this day, he came to buy something at Mrs. Zhang's house, and was about to leave after paying the bill, when he was called by Mrs. Zhang.
"Brother of the Wang family, I'd like to ask you something."
Zhang granny's face hidden in the darkness, can not see the appearance, a head of white hair as if it was blown by the wind, messy, the house also spread a fishy smell, like something rotting, pungent and unpleasant.
"What is it?"
The old king was holding his breath at first, this talk deflated, the pungent smell drilled into his nose, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Some days have not seen brother Qingshan, he and his family are all right?"
"Old Meng's family ah, all okay it, quite good, the old Meng every day to practice medicine, down to the ground to work, but also catch rabbits, life is not bad …… cough …… you do not say, the old Meng catch rabbits is very good, every day can catch a good several …… He doesn't eat them alone, but sends them from door to door. …… Well, …… Now when folks talk about Old Meng, they all give him a thumbs up… . saying that Old Meng is really a good person!"
"And catches rabbits?"
Hearing this, Granny Zhang was taken aback and was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, according to her calculations, Meng Qingshan should have died a long time ago, even if he didn't die, even if he knew how to heal, he should have been bedridden long ago, with only one breath left, so how could he still be able to practise medicine, go down to the ground, and catch rabbits?
It even became a good person that everyone praised!
Simply ……
There is no heavenly reason!
Did you give all your blood to the dogs?
This Meng Qingshan is fine, then his family must be even more fine, the blood curse originally relied on Meng Qingshan as a carrier to spread.
Old Wang saw that Granny Zhang didn't say anything anymore and jogged all the way away, but he didn't take this matter to heart, not to mention he wouldn't have thought that this granny would actually do something extremely amazing.
"Meng Qingshan, you're just as bad as your family's brat!"
"One whole lost my Immortal Master, and one is still not dead after being under my blood spell!"
"If he doesn't die, he won't come over here to see me and change my medicine!"
Granny Zhang cursed hatefully and reached out to lift up her pant leg, revealing a bleeding and festering wound, pieces of broken flesh peeling away from her thigh, revealing yellowed bones that emitted a foul odor, and letting people not be able to look directly at it and breathe!
In fact, she was a bit wrong to blame Meng Qingshan for this, if she hadn't often bled herself and cast blood spells, the wound would have been better. Adding to that, Meng Qingshan was also sickened by her, and almost even lost his life, and the herbs were out of stock, so there really wasn't much left.
Even Meng Fan felt that her legs should have been well, after all, her father had changed her medicine a few times, and the creek hadn't found it, so it should have been well yet.
"Old body's leg wow!"
Zhang granny's eyes erupted with a bit of malevolent light, and her expression became hideous, as if she had turned into an evil ghost in an instant.
After cursing, she disheveled and leaned against a paper figure with a haggard look, suddenly, as if she remembered something, she reached her hand underneath the futon and took out something, her face instantly taking on a divine color.
"Immortal master ah, this piece of thousand years ghost bone, disciple can give you to keep it well, you said this ghost bone wonderful use, can raise the dead, withered wood to spring, disciple now suffered a difficult time, so I will use it first ah!"
Saying that, Zhang granny crawled on the ground, pulled a fire pot, put the thing in her hand carefully into the fire pot, and lit it.
Strange to say, that fast withered bone meets the fire that burns, exudes the ghost fire like ghost blue flame, instantly burns a clean, only the remaining group of flame, Ran floated in the air, and then a different phase occurs, the flame is transformed into a long two-horned unicorn phantom, suddenly a sound, from the Zhang granny's house flew out, toward the pig's hoof mountain and went.
"How strange."
This situation even Zhang granny can not understand, only thought this is the normal combustion phenomenon of the dead bone, should be the utility is still there, look at the fire pot, there is only a handful of white ash left, then pinch up with the hand, sprinkled to the wound, but no more magical things appear.
The phantom of the qilin flew, until it flew to the sky above the pig's hoof mountain, circled twice, flew straight into the huge mountain crack, disappeared, the heartbeat of the black coffin at the bottom of the crack is even more violent, and let a person listen to it is very disturbing.
It was night, that heartbeat sound suddenly stopped, that mysterious coffin suddenly burst out a loud noise, and then it exploded, rising a cloud of white smoke, a delicate face of cloud temples of the young girl, dressed in a long white dress, from within the white smoke out of the body, body trance and transparent, floating appearance is like a fairy ……
"How long has it been sleeping …… Grandpa hasn't woken up yet? …… Just in time to have some fun ……"
She stretched a little bit of enchanting posture, like a wisp of light smoke, from the barren mountains in the graveyard gently floated past, a misty and eerie song echoed in the mountains ……
"Dead people quickly open their eyes …… Reach out and scratch the cover …… The grave is cold and quiet …… There is a hot meal at home… …"
The song got faster and faster and finally connected.
"Open your eyes!"
"Scratch the cover!"
"Open your eyes!"
"Scratch the flap!"
Those burial mounds that had been silent all this time seemed to have been awakened by the song, and began to emit eerie sounds from their coffins and coffins……. Even those wronged souls that had been taken away by the ghostly shadows were all hard summoned and extracted by that eerie song, Zhang Carpenter's, Pillar's… …Floating on the wild mountains and hills ……
"Chitty-chitty-chitty!"
"Chatter!"