At this time, I was already muttering in my heart, what is he burning paper money on this big night, today is not a day to worship ancestors, right?

I continued to hold my breath and look at everything in the room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The hall was simply arranged, with only a table, two wooden benches, and a water tank, which was supposed to be used for drinking water.

Surprisingly, there were no dishes and chopsticks on the table, but a mahogany sword, and an antique bell with red silk tied to it.

In addition, there is a shiny black gourd also placed in the upper right corner of the table, and above the gourd is a piece of talisman paper, on which are drawn some completely incomprehensible charms in Chenzhou cinnabar.

In the center of the hall against the wall, there is a shrine dedicated to ancestors, which is a must-have for all Xiangxi people.

In addition to a brazier, there were also two white candles as thick as children's arms, emitting two green fires at this time, which looked particularly strange in this silent night.

But the most infuriating thing is that on the wooden stool next to the table, there is a set of white clothes and trousers, which are exactly the same as the clothes worn by the strange white shadow man on Longtou Mountain!

With full anger and doubts, I shrunk into the corner, then pushed Tianhong, and whispered, "What the hell is this old golden man?" Wearing those black clothes, like a robe.

That's not a Taoist robe, that's the clothes that the black witch will only wear when he does things, it's called a spirit robe! Tianhong nervously explained to me.

Although his expression could not be seen in the dark, it should have been slightly frightened.

Dark Witch? Is it the flower seedlings that the old people in the village often say? I asked Tianhong naively.

I heard my grandmother say that the black witch is actually in the same vein as Zhu Youke, but later because the black witch acted too viciously, there were some differences with Zhu Youke, and it will be differentiated into what it is today, but most of the black witches are bad.

Is the old gold head a bad guy?

By the way, I just saw the white clothes on his wooden bench, which is the clothes worn by the man in white we saw on the mountain that day, could it be that the old golden head was really the one who scared us on the mountain that day? I continued to express my doubts to Tianhong.

It must be, you see that he is weird in the house, he must be pretending to be a ghost again, he doesn't sleep at night, he wears strange black clothes, and burns so much paper money, which scares people to death. The monkey interjected in a whisper.

The two of you don't understand anything, but you are still the descendants of the Bai family.

Do you know what is on his desk? Tianhong's tone was full of disdain and questioned us.

What is it, it looks like a magic weapon, is there anything exquisite? I've long been surprised by Tianhong's arrogance, so I don't care about him.

That bronze bell is a soul bell, and in ancient times, our corpse chasers in Xiangxi used this bell to cast spells to control Xishen.

And that gourd, if I'm not mistaken, should be the gourd used to lock the soul in the legend.

Lock the soul, is there a soul locked in his gourd? I almost exclaimed.

Keep your voice quiet, don't let the old golden man hear, and be careful that he locks up your soul too. Tianhong reached out and covered my mouth vigorously.

I broke Tianhong's hand hard, pushed him angrily, and sat in the corner of the wall sulking.

Tianhong didn't care whether I was angry or not, he just stuck his head out of the window to see the situation in the house again.

At this time, it seems that something happened in the house again.

The old golden man walked to the table, took the peachwood sword and the black gourd, and then hurried back to the front of the shrine, and gently placed the gourd between the two white candles on the shrine, and began to chant a spell in his mouth.

Although we don't understand what he reads at all, this situation is commonplace in our Xiangxi in the late last century, so we don't think there's anything wrong with it.

At this time, the monkey and I also got up and climbed to the window to look into the house.

I could vaguely see the old golden man's body shaking, and it was expected that it would take a lot of energy to use this spell.

The only remaining palm held the quaint peachwood sword, standing in front of the god case and dancing towards the gourd.

Amazingly, as the old golden head danced the mahogany sword more and more, the gourd gradually shook out of thin air, as if someone was using a line to manipulate it.

But in fact, no one touched the gourd, it was entirely because of the old golden mantra, don't ask me why this is the case, Chinese culture is vast and profound, what we know is only the tip of the iceberg, some people because they have not experienced it, they deny other people's statements, that can only show their ignorance more and more.

Seeing this, the old golden head chanted the mantra more and more rapidly, and the peach wood sword also danced up and down, looking like a showman on the rivers and lakes from behind.

The hand that was blown off looked from behind at this time, and the root of the hand to the palm of the hand was bare, and as the body swayed, it felt as funny as it was.

He seems to be reciting the Six Soldiers God Armor Mantra, in the past, when my grandmother invited others to the Yin God, she would recite this kind of mantra, don't you listen? Tianhong said cautiously.

I listened carefully, and the old golden head was babbling, as if he was having a convulsion, where could I hear it.

But vaguely seemed to be reading something, "Shangqing God, Donghua Emperor, let me accept the Liujia Heavenly Book, and make the God of Liujia Liuding, Tianyou Twelve Creek Girl, Nayan Creek Girl, five people to control the divine soldiers, three generals, the fire general, the floating sea general, and the roaring wind general."

These saints, each leading a million divine soldiers, help me mana, the magic power is ever-changing, forever obey me, the six armor divine seals, stand in front of the altar, so that my seven politics and nine palaces bless your body, so that from me, the Yuan Jun of the previous dynasty, with the Tao of the truth, and the shape of the soul refining, planning to float in the air, ascending to the sky and taking the clouds.

Haste as a law........

After reciting it about three times, the restless gourd had completely calmed down, and stood motionless on the divine case, as if it had never moved.

Seeing this, the old golden head also stopped his movements and hurriedly walked to the front of the divine case.

I wanted to stretch out his only remaining palm and take the gourd, but suddenly I thought that I was still holding a peachwood sword in my hand, so I gently put the peachwood sword on the god case.

Stretched out his left hand and grabbed the gourd, and violently tore open the charm on the top of the gourd, and suddenly a puff of white smoke floated out of the gourd, and then the white smoke slowly condensed into a humanoid shape, floating on the left side of the old golden head.

This humanoid form transformed from white smoke looks exactly like black hair!!