She convulsed and went crazy for a while, then settled down peacefully on the bed, as if she was asleep, quietly.

On the floor of the house, there were two people who looked unusually dressed. They must be Mr. Yin Yang invited by Uncle Yao! Quan Cheng knew this when he was a child.

These two yin and yang gentlemen were wearing black cheongsam-like things, holding big copper bells in their hands, and their mouths were like sticks in the mouths of dogs, muttering "Ji wa ji wa" incessantly.

It's like a blind lama reciting Tibetan sutras. No one else can understand it anyway. In fact, everything he recites is the same. Maybe they are making up curses. They keep mumbling endlessly.

This kind of thing is common in rural areas. Whenever something unlucky happens to a family, they will use this superstitious method to solve it. Even if someone is sick, they have to deal with the superstition first, then find a doctor, hospitalize, etc.

As a last resort, it is almost impossible. It is all caused by backwardness. Who told us that our mountains and ravines are deep?

They all said that superstition is like drawing a ghost. You can draw whatever you want, because no one has actually seen a ghost, and no one knows what a ghost looks like. However, superstition seems so evil.

Can you believe it? There is no basis for it. Anyway, even rural people believe it.

If something like this happens to a family, everyone in the village who knows about it has to go over and help. The old men who have nothing to do are all well-informed people. They sit on the ground with a fire and make tea. The younger ones also line up.

Not in the team, to be honest, there aren't many young people. The women have all gone to help in the kitchen. After the work is over, everyone still has to have a meal and eat and drink before leaving.

Those two Yin and Yang gentlemen were using noodles, kitchen knives, yellow paper, and bamboo sieves. Anyway, they basically used all the things available in the countryside. They were sweating profusely. I heard them say that this is a fierce ghost.

, very difficult to deal with.

"Kianzi! Hurry up and find us a small wooden bench, the kind that can be used to practice the wheel." An old man arranged it for Kianzi.

No, Quan Cheng and Jianzi went door to door to borrow it, and finally found one, which was just a small wooden stool. Quan Cheng and Jianzi took it back and gave it to Mr. Yin Yang.

The two Yin and Yang gentlemen knelt in front of the Kang, lit incense and candles, burned yellow paper, held stools, and wheeled around, spitting and chanting, which no one could understand.

stuff.

The two of them were shaking the stools, sometimes clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise, as if a great god had come, but they didn't know whether it was the Mountain God King or the Monkey King. After a while, the two Yin-Yang gentlemen grabbed the stools and started shaking them.

At first they couldn't help it, and the stool turned faster and faster, and the two of them couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let him go and let him find it by himself!" said one of the Yin Yang gentlemen, and the two of them let go of their hands. The stool seemed to be possessed by gods, and it flew up unexpectedly, spinning back and forth in the air.

Everyone stood and watched, wondering what was going on.

"Dudu." Everyone's eyes widened, thinking that they must catch this evil ghost. After a while, they saw the stool spinning and flying towards the side cabinet. There was a row of flower vases on the cabinet.

, colorful ones, all brought back by Uncle Yao because they looked good.

The stool was flying, not to one side or slanted, and it accurately broke a vase. The other objects did not move, and the stool also fell on the table. Everyone's hearts finally returned to their original place. It seemed that they were in the same place.

The oath was taken and the big thing was done.

"I'll go, it's really so evil!" Jianzi asked Quan Cheng.

"Then haven't you seen everything?" Quan Cheng said softly.

Immediately afterwards, the two yin and yang gentlemen were busy for a while, in a hurry, using their hands and feet at the same time, doing various actions, as if they caught the evil ghost, then wrapped it in yellow paper and burned it. Watching the ghost catching end,

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief, talking and laughing.

The ghosts were caught, the evil ghosts were burned, and all the guys had to do was sit and drink tea and eat. Damn that stupid kid, he really didn’t say anything incomprehensible, he just lay there like that. But.

, did not stand up immediately and go to the kitchen to help cook.

At this time, everyone knew, but strangely enough, Uncle Yao said that he picked up the bottle from a ruined temple and made it look good, but it ended up causing great trouble.
Chapter completed!