At this moment, a young man and woman came at the corner of the road, they had just eaten at the barbecue stand, and they were attracted by a seductive aroma, so they followed the smell and groped their way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I thought there must be another food stall around the corner, but I didn't expect to turn around and see that there was no stall on the lonely and empty intersection.

The place is so secluded that there are no two pedestrians. There is no popularity, and even the street lights look dim and cold.

As far as the eye could see, there was only one girl crouching on the ground, her head down and fiddling with something. Next to it is a small old coal stove, on top of a super large iron pot, the iron pot is foggy, it is impossible to see what is cooking, but there is no doubt that the aroma comes from here!

"It doesn't look like it's a snack business......

The two muttered.

The girl pulled the hand of her boyfriend next to her and decided to go back, but it was the boy, snorting, hesitating twice, but she still couldn't bear the temptation, and pulled her girlfriend to take two steps forward and take a closer look.

"Boss, what are you selling......

Before they could finish speaking, the two of them took a step back in unison.

I saw that in the place where the big iron pot was covered, He Qing was squatting on the ground and slowly folding paper money, and beside her, all the stacks of paper money were packed up.

Caught off guard, the two young men and women who were tempted by the aroma couldn't help but exclaim, and took a step back in unison: - In the middle of the night, inexplicably setting up a pot here and burning paper money...... It's just weird!

Inexplicably, it's a little crazy.

But...... The girl changed her mind and suddenly realized: Oh! By the way, today is the Midyear Festival! People must be worshipping their relatives on the side of the road, and sure enough, they are still making a fuss......

When she thought of this, her interest suddenly disappeared, and she turned around and pulled her boyfriend to leave.

Who knows that this pull hasn't been pulled yet!

I saw my usually bold boyfriend standing there stupidly at this time, his fingers tremblingly raised, pointing to the other side of the iron pot, seven pale yellow candles neatly arranged, under the dim light of this street lamp, I don't know what went wrong, and the flames that burned out were not the usual orange and white, but emitted a green and faint light...... At first glance, it looks like a ghost fire!

This is a crossroads, and even the wind is stronger than the other place, but no matter how the wind blows, the candles never beat from beginning to end, like a still oil painting!

She was so frightened that she was silent.

He Qing had already noticed that someone was coming, but her paper money had not been placed yet, thinking it was a passerby, and she didn't pay attention to it. At this time, she heard the people behind her whisper exclaiming, and she remembered that these things she had purchased seemed to be a little unusual, so she turned around and asked, "...... What's the matter?"

O living man!

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

They had just seen this, and He Qing turned his back to them and kept silent, and for a moment he was stunned, thinking that he had encountered something unclean...... At this time, seeing He Qing's normal dress, as well as the long shadow pulled by the street lamp, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

The two shook their heads in unison: "No...... It's okay. ”

The aroma in the wind became more and more intense, and he almost wanted to bite his tongue when he smelled it, but the boy couldn't help it, pointed to the huge iron pot, and asked, "What are you cooking?

When he asked, he was also a little expectant. Because now the incense burns paper on the New Year's Festival, all of them are paper money firecrackers, and at most some tribute fruit is added, and I have never seen anyone cook such a big pot of porridge on the spot...... Maybe she's going to sell snacks! It's just that today's Halloween, by the way, she also gave a sacrifice when no one was around!

After all, this porridge is so fragrant that it is completely uncontrollable

Yes!

Such a persistent foodie!

He Qing was also speechless for a while. She looked at the white rice flowers churning in her pot, and had to tell the truth: "This porridge is not for people to eat." Not for sale. ”

It's not for people to eat, so it's inevitable that it will not be able to be eaten by ghosts! Alas, it's only half a month, do you want to prepare so many things......

The two of them muttered and turned to leave, but as soon as they turned around, a cold wind suddenly swept past them, so that they couldn't open their eyes.

It's so cold!

The two of them shuddered in unison, and suddenly heard the sound of something tapping behind them, and couldn't help but be curious, and when they looked back, they found that it was He Qingzheng who took out a stack of white porcelain bowls, spoonful by spoonful to add porridge to the bowls, and arranged them in a row at the intersection.

Then she knelt down again, first drawing a circle in the open space in front of her, then lighting a large stack of yellow sheet paper that lay alone beside her, and slowly placing it into the circle.

Suddenly, a cold wind hit behind her, she quickly let go of her hand, and threw the yellow table paper into the circle steadily, these two yin winds seemed to be volleying against the unknown barrier, rolling the dust and sand on the ground, and circled around the circle twice, and then she was unwilling to calm down.

He Qingcai doesn't care about them, they are so unruly, they want to grab things before they start to sacrifice, they must be naughty ghosts!

She also put a bowl of porridge into the circle by herself, looked at the faint burning fire of the paper money, and whispered in her mouth: "On the cloudy day of Zhongyuan, I will give paper candles to thank my ancestors and give me blood." Today, there is money and food, and the enclosure is provided alone, and those who are not relatives of our clan are not allowed to enjoy it. Sincerely!"

Then he seriously knocked his head on the ground and bowed three times.

She was too pious and serious, and the men and women watching behind her were reluctant to leave, and their eyes were looking straight ahead, as if this was not a roadside festival in the mid-year festival, but something great and rare.

A stack of paper money compared to the two bundles is really not less, but despite this, in that circle, it is still burned into a cloud of black ash, swinging with the wind, slowly shattering into ashes in the circle.

He Qing got up and patted his trouser legs, all his family members had sacrificed alone, they had been dead for more than three years, and their minds should have been ignorant, and they were probably waiting to be reincarnated. He Qing has had a weak kinship since he was a child, and at this time, he solemnly kowtowed with a lot of paper money and glutinous rice, which was just a matter of doing his best.

Next, it's time for the lonely ghosts on the side of the road.

She laid out the porridge she had poured out one by one, the white porcelain bowl was too small, even if she poured ten bowls, there were still a lot of them in the pot. She was not in a hurry, seeing that the ethereal smoke of the soul-attracting incense was already emitting in the wind, He Qing lit the paper money one by one, and burned it on the ground at will.

A gust of yin wind swept by, and the faint green candlelight of the guiding candle suddenly flickered, He Qing looked at the small bowl placed on the ground, and the white porridge inside instantly turned gray, extremely faint, and the aroma was completely absent. Not only the aroma, but even the heat that was bubbling just now was not visible at this time.

The burning paper money was swept up by the wind and quickly turned into ashes in the air...... (To be continued.) )