First Chapter 14 Ancestors
When I came back, I asked Qin Yiheng what this meant, and he explained it to me.
These cookies are actually so-called tributes. Whether it is a deity or a deceased spirit, or even a monster that many places like to worship, there will be corresponding tributes. On a larger scale, living sacrifices have been common since ancient times. On a smaller scale, basic pastries and fruits are indispensable.
It is said that after some powerful gods have enjoyed the offerings (usually the offerings are still intact, but people are used to understanding it this way, putting the offerings on the altar as a show, and then they can take them away and eat them the next day), people who eat the offerings enjoyed by the powerful gods will have endless benefits, such as longevity, curing diseases and saving people, or praying for children and wealth. Of course, this is just a rumor, and he has not verified it personally. But after eating the cookies offered to the ghosts, at least I did not get any benefits, but suffered a lot. I have verified . I asked him, what is his intention in torturing me like this?
Qin Yiheng explained: "There are generally three results when eating this kind of tribute offered to ghosts. One is that it tastes sweeter, but this sweetness is not fully reflected in the taste buds. It is mainly a feeling, just like the feeling of a kiss being sweeter. This kind of sweet tribute is the most dangerous, because it is said that this kind of sweet tribute is because the thing that has been enjoyed is an evil thing that absorbs yang. Women who eat it will have menstrual disorders and miscarriages; men who eat it will have nocturnal emissions and become listless; if you continue to live near this evil thing, it is easy for it to invade your body.
The second kind is more bitter, and it is not just bitter in taste. This kind is good because the food you have eaten will help you, or at least not harm you. Even if this kind of offering is not good for your body, it is basically harmless. It is said that after offering to the gods, whether it is fruit or cake, it will taste bland, like chewing wax, or the taste will be lighter.
The third type is the one that tastes sour. This type of offering is tasted by something with resentment. This resentment is not the resentment of a fierce ghost, but a kind of resentment, because fierce ghosts will not accept offerings. This kind of offering tastes sour and bitter, and is usually harmless to the human body, at most it will cause stomach upset. "
After listening to Qin Yiheng's explanation, I roughly understood what he meant. I really wanted to lose my temper. Since he knew this experiment best, he should do it himself. He made me run to the toilet for a long time.
Although I don't think his arguments have much factual basis, they still make sense if I think about it. Food that has been left overnight in a humid environment will inevitably go bad, and it is normal to have diarrhea after eating it, but now that the matter is clear, what ?
He said that the things inside were pitiful and he didn't want to hurt anyone. If he couldn't bring himself to use the methods for dealing with evil spirits, we should find a way to make him choose to leave.
Our previous method of exorcising ghosts was quite arbitrary and rude, but today we want to ask it to leave on its own, and let something that has been lingering here for so many years leave on its own. This net is too wide. But there is no way. Qin Yiheng said that I could only obey his orders. Who made me ignorant?
I had a brief discussion with him and decided to start with how this person died. Listening to the old man's story, I thought this thing was probably their ancestor, so the only way to solve the problem is to ask the person who tied the bell.
This investigation was quite tedious. We pretended to be curious and asked several elderly people in their family who were still alive. Although they all knew that the house was haunted, they could not tell us anything about it. We then asked the old man who showed us the house. The old man scratched his head and thought for a long time, and could only say that this person should have been an official in the court.
There was no clue to this, so Qin Yiheng and I stayed for another two days and were thinking about going home. But Qin Yiheng said, if it really doesn't work, we have another way to try.
I asked him what the method was, and he actually looked at me for a long time with shining eyes.
I couldn't help but shudder when I saw his gaze. He was definitely going to target me. After asking him about it, I realized that I was right. And this time, he seemed to be more worried than any other time before.
Although Qin Yiheng still spoke lightly, I had been taught a lesson several times before and I really didn't dare to trust him anymore. Moreover, his bad idea this time was to let that thing possess me.
Qin Yiheng kept persuading me that we could only solve this problem internally. If we used his family members, it would be a different matter. I thought about it again and again, and he promised again and again that there would be no problem.
I thought about it and finally agreed. I was really in it for the money.
Seeing that I agreed, he led me to make some preparations: first, he dug a small pit outside the side room door, and then erected a pole inside. Fortunately, the owner had one, otherwise it would be difficult to find such a thing. Finally, he tied a small buckle on my middle finger with a black thread, and tied the other end of the thread to the pole. He told me that I would lose consciousness in a while, but if I felt the thread on my middle finger move, I had to try to wake up. Although he would be fine next to me, he had to remind me in advance, just like asking you to sign a surgery notice before surgery.
I sat on the old bed, thinking: "Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier? But now I'm on the pirate ship and can only be slaughtered." Qin Yiheng walked around the room, tapped a few spots on the ground with his feet, and then closed the door of the side room. The darkness suddenly poured in, he lit a white wax, put it on the spot he had tapped last, and then stuffed a handful of chicken feathers into my hand, telling me to throw the chicken feathers out the door the first moment I woke up, the farther the better.
At this time, I started to get nervous, and all kinds of fears rushed into my heart. I was afraid that if I moved, I would tear the black thread on my finger, so I could only wait with all my strength. After a while, I didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but I really felt cold all over, and I couldn't stop shivering. Suddenly, I felt something lying on my back. I didn't know what was behind me, and I lost consciousness in an instant.
To be honest, I have never slept so soundly in my life. I had imagined countless possibilities and guessed what it would feel like when I was possessed. But when Qin Yiheng suddenly shouted and woke me up, I realized that I didn't feel anything during the process and had no memory of it at all.
The moment I woke up, my consciousness was still fuzzy, my body was very tired, and I wanted to continue sleeping.
But Qin Yiheng reminded me to throw the feathers out. I stood up and pushed the door open without caring about being elegant. I threw all the feathers out with all my strength. To my surprise, the feathers did not move forward, but flew up in an instant, flying everywhere.
What happened next wasn't so absurd. Qin Yiheng put away his things and went back to explain to me what happened. According to him, the person who possessed me was quite elegant and spoke in a very cultured manner, but he seemed very pitiful and always cried. I was wondering why my face was wet after I woke up.
I asked him what the previous steps meant. Qin Yiheng said that the middle finger is the position where a person's yang energy is the heaviest, and tying the middle finger is nothing more than an insurance for this person. If this thing is strong enough to really take over my body, then this knot can help me retain the last bit of yang energy, so that I can still be saved.
The carrying pole can actually be used to ward off evil spirits and fight ghosts. Perhaps modern city dwellers do not understand this. Due to the development of society, this traditional tool has become little known.
According to the older generation, the medical level in rural areas at that time was very limited, and because the area was vast and sparsely populated, there was not much popularity, so corpse-resurrection incidents often occurred.
The zombies scratched, bit and pinched people when they saw them, and they were so powerful that no one could stop them. The only way to knock them down was to hit them with a carrying pole. The carrying pole seemed to be shaky when placed on the ground, but if a person possessed by a ghost wanted to break or push it down, the pole would suddenly become as stable as a mountain and as solid as a rock. Tying the black string on my middle finger to it was like finding the most solid force to hold me back. Although these things sound absurd and bizarre, there are indeed things in this world that challenge our common sense.
As for the white wax, Qin Yiheng said that he just used the simplest method to point a few stars in the room, and placed the white wax in the position of Kuixing, which was also to protect my Yang Qi. And the chicken feathers that he asked me to throw away at the end were to get rid of bad luck. Although the thing that possessed me did not do evil, the person who was possessed would suffer from a minor illness at best, or be unlucky for a year at worst, so he asked me to throw away the bad luck the moment I woke up, which could alleviate the damage caused by being possessed. When he said this, I thought of the chicken feathers, which did fly everywhere in a counterintuitive way. I told him about it, and he nodded, saying that basically all the bad luck would be gone, but I was afraid that I would still have a headache or fever, which would go away after treatment.
When I was about to ask what that thing had told him, Qin Yiheng kept it a secret and said that the truth would be revealed tomorrow. If we can solve this problem, we will probably make a lot of money from such a big house. I was so tired that I didn't have the energy to talk about making money, so I just went back to the guest room and lay down to sleep.
There was no conversation that night. When I woke up the next day , it was already daybreak, and I was still very tired. I found that Qin Yiheng was gone, so I packed up and went out. I thought Qin Yiheng must be in that side room, and when I got there, I found that the whole family was basically standing around, and Qin Yiheng was talking to a few strong laborers in the family.
He made some simple arrangements, and several strong men started swinging sledgehammers to smash one wall of this side room. I was stunned. The house seemed to have been in disrepair for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be very solid. Several strong men smashed for a long time before they broke the wall. Qin Yiheng watched from the side, smashed for a while, shouted "stop", and ran to the base of the broken wall to look for something. After a while, he actually took out an axle.
I was standing at the back, so I couldn't see it clearly. It was probably a painting. When I got closer, I realized it wasn't a painting, but a piece of fabric. I looked at it again and felt it was familiar, but I still couldn't figure out what it was. I asked him and found out that it was an imperial edict. This is really a fantasy. It turns out that there has been an imperial edict hidden in the wall of their house. Although the words on it are very neat, I don't know what it means because I haven't read enough books.
Qin Yiheng gave me a brief explanation, which roughly meant that the person in their family could return to Beijing and resume his original position.
After that, Qin Yiheng continued to explain to everyone:
Their ancestor committed some crime in the court and was demoted three levels. What exactly was it? It might have something to do with the literary inquisition at the time.
Then this person was quite arrogant, so he directly applied to the emperor for retirement and return home. The emperor was kind and rewarded him with this house. This person must have some talent, because after two years at home, the emperor still remembered him and wanted to summon him back to Beijing to serve as an official, but unfortunately he had died of illness at home.
This man was unwilling to be reborn as a human being, and when the imperial edict arrived, he felt even more wronged and started to make a scene at home. His family was also scared, and they didn't dare to burn the imperial edict, so they had no choice but to build it into the wall of the side room.
As a result, he followed her to the side room, crying all day long facing the wall. However, since they were separated by the Yin and Yang, he definitely had no hope of returning to the court to serve as an official. Now that the imperial edict had been taken out, he only needed to burn it to appease his resentment, and the matter would be over.
When I heard that they were going to burn the imperial edict, I felt so distressed! It was said that this thing was very valuable, but their family unanimously agreed to burn it, but they also wanted to burn some paper money and take a photo as a souvenir. Qin Yiheng said that it didn't matter, so he handed the imperial edict to the old man and let them deal with it themselves.
This trip was not in vain. Although the experience was not dangerous, at least it had a beginning and an end. The most important thing was that by helping their family, the price of the house could definitely be lowered. After the family had finished dealing with the imperial edict, I directly talked to the old man about the price. The old man was really honest and really gave a discount on the price. I roughly calculated that if I bought the house at his price, the profit would be quite generous, so I directly drafted a contract with the old man and signed it.
After staying for another day and a half, we almost finished the transfer procedures, and Qin Yiheng and I were ready to return triumphantly. The family wanted to invite us to dinner, but we finally declined after much persuasion. I was very happy on the way back, but when I got on the train, I started to have a fever. I took a few pills and went to the hospital for an IV drip after getting off the train. Qin Yiheng said that this was the sequelae of being possessed, and it would be fine after a few days of rest. I took this opportunity to have a good rest for a while. Logically, I had let the chicken feathers fly for a while, and the bad luck should have dissipated. Maybe I thought too much. The house after this really brought me bad luck.
However, in Qin Yiheng's words, this was destined to happen, and we both accidentally discovered a shocking secret.
