Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

Next, as Wen Jiubai said, the second aunt was sent to a temple far away from home. Bayi? Chinese? Web? W? W? W ?. ㈧8㈧1? Ｚ? W㈠. Com mother relying on her interpersonal relationship, anxious to contact acquaintances, managed to find a temple willing to accept the second aunt.

"Oh, this is the case now. The monks in the temple are not willing to confiscate people from the road, let alone your second aunt. She is in the current state. If you do n’t plug some money, you do n’t want to stay anywhere." My mother whispered to me, "I also ran a lot of places, and found a lot of acquaintances, and then said that a good host is willing to accept her. Oh, your second aunt is really suffering ..."

The second aunt was sitting not far from us. She had already bathed and changed clothes. At this time, she was curled up, wearing a white gown, and was sitting quietly in the corner of the room. There was no expression on her face. Waves are like dead objects.

My mother gave her second aunt a worried look and pulled my arm again. "Oh, your boyfriend, what a warm ..."

"Wen Jiubai," I reminded.

"Yes, Wen Jiubai. Is the method he said reliable?" The mother asked worriedly, "I think he's young and less than 30 years old. My sister's life was given to him. It's in my hand. "

I smiled and comforted, "Relax, he is very powerful. On the other side of Yancheng is the famous demon master. Even though you were not there that night, Wen Jiubai saved all the people in that hotel alone. What about people. "

"Really." The mother seemed relieved and her eyebrows were down. "Oh, Gu Yu ... Mom never believed these ghosts and blame before, it was all artificial, and no matter how wrong it was to ghosts and gods. The reason for going up. But now ... how can you have such a good person like your second aunt and your good wife? What is it that is not found by ghosts? Conscience, our family has never done it What damaging things have happened, how did it become like this? "

My mother touched the back of my hand and wanted something more, but heard that the door of the back room was opened, and then a crisp bell sounded.

Wen Jiubai is ready? I looked back. It didn't matter. I was completely shocked.

Wen Jiubai wore a hanfu skirt with a white upper body and a reddish lower body. A silk cloak tangled from the arms of his arms, with a flat neckline and a golden collar around his neck. His face is completely loose like a woman, fits smoothly on the side of the face, and rubs some grease on the face, making the facial lines softer.

But ... even if dressed like this, Wen Jiubai doesn't have the feminine "mother" at all. On the contrary, it is a kind of bizarre beauty that belongs to men. I would never believe that a man can be so beautiful without seeing it with my own eyes.

My mother was even more stunned, staring directly at Wen Jiubai, and kept whispering in her mouth, "It's beautiful ... it's so beautiful."

"What's wrong? Are you all ready?" Wen Jiubai put the golden bell in his hand into his arms, his expression relaxed.

"Just, you're ready." I blushed inexplicably, and stood up, "why", "Why are you dressed like this!"

"Is this?" Wen Jiubai laughed and explained, "there are many types of rituals to cleanse people from evil spirits, but if you want to deal with your own possession, it is the most suitable way for witch evil spirits."

"Miko?" I asked, "Isn't that ... something from Japan?"

"Wrong." Wen Jiubai erected a forefinger and shook it in disapproval. "The witch maiden can be traced back to" Zhou Li ". The witch maid is also called Wu Zhu, sister-in-law, wish history. It is in" Zhou Li " They are one of the official positions in charge of ritual law and ceremonies. They can not only dance to the gods and communicate with the gods, but also sacrifices to the mountains and rivers of the community, and pray for good weather. Many magical priests can be expected to exist. The witch is in Wei It was only introduced to Japan during the Jin Dynasty, but long before that, the sacrifice of Chinese witches had already reached its height. "

I nodded with a half-knowledge.

"So this time, I dressed up a witch to perform the sacrifice. Originally the witch prayed can only be done by women, but this time I want men to dress up as women and hide the sky." Wen Jiubai showed a sly smile like a fox, "To say why, In fact, the fairies are stupid, they can't really distinguish the gender of the witch, so it doesn't matter. "

I was dumbfounded by Wen Jiubai's serious, casual attitude, but then Wen Jiubai went to the second aunt and stretched out a hand to her, showing a mild smile on her face.

"Let's go?"

The second aunt then reacted slightly, looked up at Wen Jiubai, and asked, confused, "Where?"

"Get rid of the demons on you." Wen Jiubai remained gentle.

"That's OK ... can I get happiness?" The second aunt murmured.

"Yes, that's right." Wen Jiubai's hand still stretched out. "Let's go."

The second aunt crooked her head and seemed to hesitate for a while, but it seemed that her current brain could not support such complicated thinking. After a few seconds, she chose to hold Wen Jiubai's hand.

And I was standing behind them, with deep emotion inside.

Probably Wen Jiubai was right, human beings are such an elusive creature. While craving for the truth, while indulging in the gentle hometown of lies, he refused to extricate himself; while spending the entire life to pursue the so-called true love and freedom, he finally built himself four walls, and eventually died of ego.

The ritual took place in the temple. The second aunt wore a plain clothes and knelt down in front of the incense burner in the temple. The monks chanted incomprehensible scriptures, and only heard the bells beating.

The bell rang, and the bell in Wen Jiubai's arms shook. The crisp sound and the low sound were very nice.

"Four squares, eight corners of the earth. The charming monster is weird.

Wen Jiubai danced with the music, his wide sleeves fluttered with his movements, his face was like a crown jade, his eyebrows were long and long, as if he came out of a painting.

"I sincerely invite you to come to the real people of the gods; to purify your mind and to enter the ghost forest of the realm; canopy, day, day move, day supplement, sky bird, day heart, day owl, day ren, day Ying!

Jin Ling's crisp voice came to an abrupt end, Wen Jiubai's long drooped down, and the skirt of her dress fluttered in the wind.

"Nanwu, San Manduo, the next day, the last day!"

With Wen Jiubai's last mantra shouting loudly, the second aunt's body trembled, and then around the two people, the white light surrounded the pattern of a pentagram. The light was intensely dazzling, but it didn't take long for it to fade away until it disappeared.