Chapter 6 The Mysterious Taoist Priest
After school, Li Yutian took a few of us and walked towards Han Ziyu's home.
After walking through a shantytown, we finally arrived at Han Ziyu's home. Her home was very low and very dark. Li Yutian walked in front and knocked on the door. When the door opened, it was a woman who opened it.
She looked at us suspiciously and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
"We came here to ask about Han Ziyu." Li Yutian said.
"She's already passed away, what's there to ask?" the woman said coldly, and then she was about to close the door.
However, Li Yutian hurriedly grabbed her and told her that we really had something urgent to discuss with her.
Seeing how persistent he was, the woman had no choice but to invite us in. When we walked into the dark little house, a hoarse voice rang out: "Is the baby back? Grandma missed you so much."
As soon as the words fell, I saw an old woman lying on the bed. Her cloudy old eyes looked around, as if looking for someone.
"Who is this person?" Li Yutian said.
"She is Zi Yu's grandmother." The woman sighed, and then while cleaning the stove, she said, "Since that day, Zi Yu has never come back."
"Who said that? She often comes to see me." The old woman suddenly shouted, looking at us with her cloudy eyes. I don't know why, but I always felt that this old woman was a little scary.
"Well, how did Han Ziyu die?" Li Yutian asked.
The woman hesitated, then sighed and said, "She hanged herself in the classroom."
"Hanging herself in the classroom, how is that possible?" Li Yutian couldn't help but shout. The others looked at each other in bewilderment. No one could have imagined that Han Ziyu would actually commit suicide in the classroom.
Could it be that it was her suicide that led to the appearance of the gatekeeper of the underworld?
Just as I was thinking about it, Li Yutian asked again: "So why did Han Ziyu commit suicide?"
Hearing this question, the woman's face showed some resentment. She shook her head and sneered, "It's all because of that damn bastard. If he hadn't slept with my daughter and refused to take responsibility, my daughter wouldn't have committed suicide."
Her words made me suddenly realize that there was such a story behind Han Ziyu's death.
The people around me nodded one by one, with some shock on their faces.
Li Yutian asked again, who is this bastard?
But the name the woman said surprised us. It was Li Yixiu. You know, this name is well-known in our school because he is the son of the principal and was admitted to Tsinghua University last year. He is the pride of our school.
"I didn't expect he was the unfaithful man." I murmured to myself.
"So, Han Ziyu committed suicide for this reason." Li Yutian nodded, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "So, your daughter was pregnant before she committed suicide."
"Yes, the child was six months old at the time." The woman said, then waved her hand impatiently : "Okay, I've told you so much, now you can leave."
We looked at each other, helplessly, and prepared to turn around and leave.
Who knew that at this moment, the old woman on the bed suddenly shouted nervously: "The baby is back, the baby is back."
I turned my head subconsciously, and saw her looking at us. Her expression was full of surprise. My heart sank subconsciously, and I looked around, feeling that something was wrong.
But no matter what, we left Han Ziyu's home.
After leaving , Li Yutian said: "It seems very obvious that Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the underworld. She has completely turned into a fierce ghost."
"Yes, I've heard that women who die unjustly often become evil spirits. Not to mention that she was pregnant before she died." A girl said with a pale face.
I listened silently, my mind was full of random thoughts. I was basically certain that Han Ziyu was the gatekeeper of the underworld.
But the question now is, how should we deal with Han Ziyu?
As ordinary people, we have no way to deal with ghosts.
Just as I was thinking about it, someone immediately raised this question. Li Yutian gave an explanation: "Let's try all the methods of exorcising ghosts, such as black dog blood and boy's urine." "This is a good way." Someone realized.
So everyone came up with their own ideas, and I was also thinking about how to deal with Han Ziyu.
In any case, this action has confirmed that Han Ziyu is the gatekeeper of the underworld. This will also facilitate our next actions.
In the afternoon, Li Yutian announced our findings, and the whole class was mobilized to find ways to deal with ghosts.
Some people went to ask for a Buddha statue, some took out some talismans and pasted them on the chairs, and some even performed a shaman dance.
Although it seems funny, there is really no other way.
In this desperate situation, everyone had thought of every possible solution. During this period, the head teacher was furious about our strange behavior. But at this time, no one cared about why she was angry.
Since the class monitor was arrested by the police, the whole class has become even more afraid of the gatekeeper of the underworld. After all, the tasks of the gatekeeper of the underworld are more bloody than the other, and one can die if he is not careful.
In this chaotic situation, we welcomed the end of school.
I turned around and walked out, then walked along the way home. All the way, I was still thinking about Han Ziyu. Han Ziyu was really pitiful. After getting pregnant, she was dumped and she was so depressed that she committed suicide in the classroom.
The culprit not only did not receive any punishment, but was admitted to a prestigious university. He is no longer in this classroom. In this case, it is only natural for Han Ziyu to become a ghost.
With such an evil ghost in our classroom, I’m afraid we won’t have peace in the days ahead .
Just as I was daydreaming, a voice suddenly rang out: "Boy, I see your forehead is black, it seems like you are haunted by a ghost."
I turned my head subconsciously and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and glasses, who looked like an educated youth sent to the countryside.
I stopped, looked at him, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. Judging from your face, someone around you may have died during this period. And more than one." The middle-aged man said slowly.
I looked at him excitedly and shouted hurriedly, "You are right, I am currently encountering something unclean, I wonder if you can help me?"
"Of course it's no problem for me to help you, but first tell me what happened to you?" said the middle-aged man.
I thought about it for a while and told him what I knew. When I finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face became serious.
"It seems that you have encountered a curse." The middle-aged man said with a serious face.
"Curse, does such a thing really exist?" I said with some disbelief.
"Don't disbelieve it, curses do exist. Some curses can even destroy a country." The middle-aged man said seriously.
But no matter what he said, I was skeptical. At this time, the middle-aged man told me a story.
Legend has it that when Nurhaci destroyed the Yehe Jurchens, the leader of the Yehe tribe, Buyanggu, swore to heaven before his death: "Even if there is only one woman left in my Yehenara tribe, I will destroy the Jianzhou Jurchens."
Later, the Qing Dynasty did indeed perish, and the one who destroyed it, Empress Dowager Cixi, happened to be a woman of the Yehenara clan.
After hearing him say this, I actually believed it a little bit. I had also heard about this matter.
"So, our classroom is cursed?" I asked with wide eyes.
"I'm not too sure about this. How about this, I'll give you something." The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then handed me a small bottle. I took the bottle and took a look. It seemed to contain clear water.
"These are cow's tears. If you apply them on your eyes, you can see ghosts." said the middle-aged man.
"So that's how it is." I held the small bottle and said a lot to him with gratitude.
Who knew that this middle-aged man waved his hand and then said to me that he was a cultivator and did good deeds only to accumulate virtue.
This touched me so much that I couldn't help but start chatting with him. After chatting for a long time, I learned that his name was Wang Yinyang and he was a Taoist priest.
"You can use the cow's tears I gave you to find ghosts. When you see one, tell me what kind of ghost it is." said the middle-aged man.
"That's great, thank you." I looked at the middle-aged man and said.
"Well, contact me when you are free." The middle-aged man said and turned and left.
When I got home, I looked at the bottle with my hands, and I was filled with excitement. Anyway, Wang Yinyang, whom I met this time, might be an opportunity.
Thinking of this, I posted this news to the group. Then the group instantly became noisy.
"I've also heard that cow's tears can be used to see ghosts. This way we can find the ghost."
"But even if we find the ghost, what can we do?"
"This Wang Yinyang will definitely save us. Zhang Fan, you tell him how much money he wants and I will pay for it." Li Yutian, the most generous man in the class, said without hesitation.
I looked at the content in the group and felt very happy. My originally depressed mood was also relieved.
Maybe once we find the ghost in the classroom, everything will be over.
The next day, I came to the classroom, took the bottle of cow's tears, showed it off to everyone, and then prepared to use it.
But just when everyone was looking at me, someone suddenly shouted that the gatekeeper of the underworld had appeared again.
We then turned our eyes to our phones, and in the WeChat group, the gatekeeper of the underworld issued a new task: "Zhang Fan must kiss any girl in the class for one minute within six hours."
Seeing this, my face changed and my eyes suddenly became dull. I didn't expect that it was my turn again. And this time the task was very similar to Liu Fei's last time. The only difference was that one was to have sex and the other was to kiss for a long time.
For a moment, I held the small bottle, looked around, and my face was pale.
