It was getting late, there were few people on campus who stayed on campus, and it seemed empty all of a sudden, He Qing didn't have anything important now, and he was not in a hurry to work, but looking at it at this time, it was a little strange. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, even if there are not many people, the dense overlapping aura above the campus is still there. Although it has weakened a lot because today is a special time, it will still shelter its students.

This is also rare, and there is such a bright school now.

In October, it was dark at six o'clock, and those who got off work got off work, and there was a traffic jam. Considering that today is the Midyear Festival, hundreds of ghosts travel at night, can not work overtime, tonight is also back early, for a time outside the traffic is busy, row after row, overpass with neon lights, car lights and street lights flickering, and then under this dark blue night, brilliant.

If you don't look at the yellow calendar, you really can't see that there is a Halloween atmosphere.

He Qing's things are all ready.

She was in the dormitory by herself today, and found the silver dollars that her grandmother gave her, and pressed them all on the yellow mounted paper in rows with spiritual power, and the whole sheet was densely packed and neatly imprinted.

This kind of silver dollar is also worth a lot of money in the human world, and it is a dowry that Grandma He Qing has treasured for a long time, but it is a pity that it was too poor in that era, and it was strictly checked, so there was only one.

The silver dollar is analogous to gold in the underworld, although there are only two bundles of yellow mounted paper, but the whole sheet is densely ordered, the amount is not small, if anyone can grab one at night, the qualification for reincarnation does not have to worry.

She bought a handful of glutinous rice in Mobaozhai in the morning, this handful of glutinous rice is really only a handful, but it is offered with incense, specially sacrificed to ghosts and ghosts, if it is ordinary glutinous rice, it is specially restrained Yin Qi, exorcism and ghosts, where can I do Zhongyuan sacrifice.

For this handful of glutinous rice, He Qing secretly borrowed a cauldron of one meter from the aunt in the school cafeteria, this aunt is a new member of her "Square Tai Chi" team, and she has only joined for a week, and as soon as He Qing said this, she immediately agreed. Anyway, there is no one on eleven, and this cauldron is idle, and it can't be punished by a promising student just to not return a pot, so it's very refreshing.

Sure enough, no matter where you are, someone is easy to do.

It's ten o'clock, and the hundred ghosts wander for a day, and at this time it's time to go back, and if you stay in the human world without permission from the underworld, you will be wanted. Moreover, if you miss the time when the ghost door opens, then as a black household ghost, you will soon be wiped out by the wind and sun here every day.

Unless, he can find someone to replace him.

The sacrifice is about to begin.

In fact, generally speaking, the sacrifice should start yesterday, from the 14th day of July to the cloudy day, and then at 0:00 on the 15th day of July, the hundred ghosts will walk at night.

But now, after the catastrophe, it is very rare for Huaguo to retain the tradition of Halloween, and the night walk of the hundred ghosts has been changed to July 15 without realizing it. It's just that the yang energy is heavy during the day, and ghosts are not enough to trouble, and at night, it is their world.

With a large bag of things, He Qing walked alone to the intersection of the north gate of the school.

Not far from here is a snack street, although some people taboo Halloween, but now the nightlife is rich, only ten o'clock, it is not night at all, there are still a lot of pedestrians coming and going. It's only about a third less than usual.

He Qing has a lot of things on his back, and just a cauldron is enough to attract the attention of pedestrians coming and going. It was the first time she did the Zhongyuan sacrifice, although she had the guidance of that person, and she had a bottom in her heart, but she felt everyone's eyes, and she was still in a burst of uncontrollable embarrassment.

Doing this on the street, there are so many people here, everyone won't think she's crazy......

After thinking about it, I took out a dust mask and brought it on.

The miscellaneous things are all in the pot, and she also carried an extra coal stove, which is a tattered thing that Professor Lin's house turned over, and it was not used eight hundred years ago, and it was kept by his wife's collector, which happened to be cheaper than He Qing.

She set up the stove, on the big pot rack, the water in the pot is received from the public faucet next to the snack street, the coal stove is too small, it is an ordinary small stove, combined together to look at the head and body small, crumbling, it is really frightening.

Although this is the crossroads at the corner of the snack street, at the corner of the end of it, few people come, just secluded, avoiding the boiling voices over there, but also to prevent the ghosts and ghosts from being too angry to see this place and dare not come.

The fire of the coal stove is pitiful, and compared with this cauldron, there is a feeling that it can't be boiled until it is old and wasted.

He Qing looked at the clear water, just like this for a while, not even the heat came out, at most thirty degrees.

She looked at the time, it was almost time for the hundred ghosts to come back from wandering, and regardless of the fact that the water had not yet boiled, she sprinkled the handful of glutinous rice into it. Miraculously, as soon as the glutinous rice enters the water, it seems to have its own foaming agent, and the water in the pot that has just been warmed immediately bubbles, densely packed as if it is opened, and the handful of glutinous rice goes in, but after three or five times, it is hooked by the water splash and expands its body.

Immediately, the seductive aroma came out.

She didn't care about the splash of water boiling in the pot, but picked up the two guiding candles in her bag and set them on the side of the road.

The night breeze in October was slightly cool, He Qing stretched out his index finger, skillfully containing a little spiritual power in his fingertips, but with a little light, the guiding candle trembled in the slight wind, and it gave birth to a flame.

The flame was not yellow, nor white or red, but a faint green light, and the candle remained silent and motionless even though the wind blew.

The porridge in the pot is getting more and more fragrant, the aroma is like a tentacle, spreading and blowing in the wind, and several men and women sitting on the outermost part of the corner eating barbecue at the corner invariably sniffled: "What's it, it's so fragrant!"

"yes...... It smells like porridge, but how can it be so fragrant!"

“…… Let's see which one, I'll order a pot and let's eat it. ”

"I'm with you. ”

A couple slowly followed the fragrance and walked towards He Qing.

On her side, everything has been packed up, and there is still an hour before the ghost gate is closed, she put out a bowl of porridge with thin clear soup and little water, and without hesitation, she lit the soul-attracting incense and inserted it inside!

Miraculously, these three small incense sticks were inserted into the water-like porridge, and they actually stood firmly, as if it was not porridge at all, but glue, the bowl was placed by He Qing on the side of the road, and the incense in the water burned quietly, wisps of green smoke swirled, and disappeared suddenly. He Qing knew that soon, something would come.

Sure enough, within a moment, a gust of cold wind immediately whistled around, and He Qing squatted down without hesitation and burned paper money in the open space. (To be continued.) )