The old lady picked up her pipe as she spoke: "It wasn't long since I came, and Old Huangtou died. There was nothing strange about him. It was because of an emergency. But before he died, he kept scolding his elder brother, and he cursed with the eight generations of the Wu family's ancestors. He scolded him for a whole day and a night before he died. When he died, his eyes were still bleeding, and the resentment of that breath did not dissipate at all!"

"At that time, only Lao Huangtou lived in Qian Village in the village, and the villagers buried him directly under the kang."

Feng Lanxi couldn't help but move when he heard this - we were at Lao Huangtou's house just now, but we were sitting on the kang.

Even if Feng Lanxi is a warlock, he will feel uncomfortable if he knows that he is sitting under his butt and is even a corpse that is still resentful.

If a person does not close his eyes when he dies, he will inevitably be full of resentment. If the corners of his eyes are bleeding further, it means that he will become a demon and will sooner or later ask someone for debt.

If the old lady said, Lao Huang would go to my grandfather with resentment.

The old lady continued, "After the old Huangtou died, he still came out every now and sometimes he could sneak into the back village. Maybe someone's house looked out of the window at night and could see an old man looking into his room with his waist."

The old lady smiled bitterly and said, "I just came here for those years and didn't do anything else, so I just dealt with the old Huangtou."

I frowned and said, "What's wrong with the old Huangtou picking people up at home?"

"This is strange!" said the old lady: "Old Huangtou, after he died, he still likes to fool people outside at home."

The old lady said, "This village is leaning against the mountain, walking a mile or two from the entrance of the village, and there is no road. There is nothing on the mountain. Generally, people who are not living in the village will not come here. Occasionally, a few foreigners come over. Those who don't know what is going on in the village are easily deceived by Lao Huangtou to his home."

I asked, "What did he do to deceive people?"

"Pick the knife!" said the old lady: "Some foreigners were deceived into Lao Huangtou's house and never came out, and some were rescued by me. I talked to them a few words, and Lao Huangtou lied to them, either saying that there was something good on the mountain or that there was an ancient tomb on the mountain. In short, they tried every means to trick them into climbing the mountain."

The old lady said without waiting for me to ask, "The strangest thing is that the people who were deceived by Lao Huang to go up the mountain have never come down. Even the body has not come down."

"In theory, after the old brother hung a knife on the mountain, the dead could not stay on the mountain. No matter where he died, he had to walk down. But none of the foreigners had come down."

Feng Lanxi and I looked at each other, and at the same time saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Feng Lanxi asked tentatively: "Grandma, why didn't you destroy the old Huangtou for so long?"

"Haha..." The old lady laughed: "Girl, you are talking about a layman! Who doesn't know that the immortals of horses do not do anything to destroy souls."

Most of the disciples who come out to exorcise evil spirits after they ask the great immortals to negotiate with the friend who is entangled with the employer and ask what the other party wants. Then they come back to talk to the employer. After the two parties have agreed, they will send the things they want, and they will naturally leave.

The great immortal helps people see a doctor and exorcise evil spirits to accumulate merits, not cause and effect. There are few cases where the great immortals kill ghosts.

Feng Lanxi had to ask again, and the old lady stood up: "The meal is ready, I'll give it to the immortal first, you can wait for me for a while."

The old lady didn't talk to us for a long time. According to the cooking speed of the firewood stove, the rice in the pot should not be cooked! She is going to worship the Great Immortal now?

Besides, the great immortal should be celebrating incense, where did he come from toast to the meal?

When I tilted my head to look into the kitchen, the old lady came in with a bowl of uncooked rice and placed it respectfully on the altar. She inserted three more incense sticks into the rice before returning.

Feng Lanxi asked, "Grandma, why don't you give me a red cloth?"

Many disciples who come out of horse offer sacrifices to great immortals are somewhat different. Some directly place the tablets on the surface, and anyone who comes will see which immortal he is offering sacrifices. Some people cover a layer of red cloth on the shrine, and do not open it until they invite the immortals or offer sacrifices.

Since the old lady has already offered sacrifices, how could she not lift the red cloth?

The old lady smiled and said, "The habits of immortals and immortals are different. If the great immortals don't want to see you, I can't lift the red cloth. Besides, you are not the disciples of the great immortals, so there is no need to meet the immortals."

The old lady was unwilling to say it, and we couldn't ask, so I had to change the topic: "Three ladies, can all the dead people in the village come out in broad daylight?"

"Yes!" the old lady nodded and said, "The dead people in Qian Village are weird! They don't care when they think about it day and night, and they don't worry about the sun. Those who are in broad daylight dare to come out to deceive people. You have to be careful when you go to Qian Village during the day."

After hearing the old lady say it, I couldn't help but frown again: Am I meeting the dead during the day?

Since the battle between the Three Eyes Gate, I have been hearing about the dead of the day. What power really is there in the dark? I want to arrange for me to see the dead of the day?

I said calmly: "Three mama, how can I find the old yellow head?"

The old lady shook her head and said, "That old man is not easy to meet. When he thinks about it, you don't have to look for him, he can come out. When he doesn't want to come out, you will dig his house and he won't come out. I've only found him once, but I really didn't look for him."

The old lady pointed out with her hand: "You look at the wall of his yard? That's what I dug open. I thought the old Huang head was hidden underneath, but who knew that there was nothing after the wall of the yard was dug!"

Feng Lanxi said: "Didn't you just say that Lao Huang's head was buried under the kang?"

"Yes!" the old lady nodded and said, "At the beginning, she was indeed buried under the kang. After Lao Huangtou came out, the villagers were like a peach wood nailing to nail the old Huangtou and prevented him from running around. I thought that this idea was good at that time. Who would have thought that when we rushed over, the underside of his kang was empty. Lao Huangtou didn't know where he had gone."

"Since then, Lao Huangtou came out every now and then. I always wanted to find where Lao Huangtou was? But I never found it. The closest time I was to Lao Huangtou was when I was demolishing his yard wall. Unfortunately, he also ran away that time."

I pondered, "Three Lady, is there any way to attract the old yellow head?"

The old lady raised her hand and pointed to the bowl of rice on the altar: "Aren't I thinking of a solution for you?"

The old lady wants to use a bowl of raw rice covered with incense ash to make the old yellow head out?
Chapter completed!