Chapter 35 Chapter 1 Sawing off the Beam

A few months after Ma Jun moved next to Wenwen's tomb, Grandpa's fifty-fifth birthday came.Grandpa invites relatives, friends and neighbors to have dinner together.The horse soldier also came, and he scratched the red marks on his neck with his chopsticks from time to time.I asked him what he was doing. "Itches. It happens a lot," he said. I said, "Is it inflammation? Why don't you go see a doctor?" He said: "Why didn't I go to see it? I went to more than a dozen hospitals, and they all said that I was strangled by a rope. It will naturally subside after two days. But, look, it can't be cured. I'm afraid it will be with me forever." .”

Grandpa blamed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I have a solution." Ma Bing said, "I've tried so many hospitals but I can't. Are you better at treating my ailment than so many doctors? Tell me." Grandpa said: "The hangman's tongue can't be retracted into the mouth, so she makes your neck uncomfortable. You go back and saw off the beam on which Wenwen hanged himself, and the mark on your neck will naturally fade away soon." I asked Grandpa again: "Isn't Ma Jun afraid of being there alone?" Grandpa laughed and said, "He's talking to Wenwen now."

I said, "How do you know that he is talking to Wenwen now? You can't see him." But at the same time, I thought of my grandfather suddenly saying in the next room when I was catching the ghost, "Horse butcher, why are you crying! "Does grandpa have clairvoyance? Grandpa pretended to be mysterious and said: "My soul can be separated." "Separation of primordial spirit?" I asked puzzled. In fact, I have heard this statement before, it was said by a junior high school teacher.The teacher said, don't steal things from the Taoist priest. Although he is not in the temple, he knows exactly who stole his things and what he stole.He can separate the soul from the soul.

We didn't believe it, and encouraged a classmate to steal a small three-legged incense tripod while the crooked Taoist priest was not in the temple.Later, the crooked Taoist priest really came to the school, and found that classmate to ask for a fragrant tripod.The classmate insisted that he did not steal.The crooked Taoist said: "I tripped you at that time, have you forgotten?" The classmate recalled that when he entered the door, he did trip over a small chair with a broken leg, but how would the crooked Taoist know, so he gritted his teeth and said that he didn't steal anything from him.The crooked Taoist picked up the classmate's trousers, and there was a scar on his calf from being tripped over.

The classmate couldn't deny it, so he had to return the small incense tripod to the crooked Taoist priest.Since then, none of our students dared to go to that ruined temple to steal things. Is grandpa's "separation of soul" the same as that of crooked Taoists? I saw that grandpa only drank his wine and ignored me, so I asked without giving up: "Grandpa, what is the separation of the soul. You said that you want to teach me some knowledge about catching ghosts. How can you go back on your word?" Grandpa smiled, his eyes shone brightly, and said happily, "If you really want to learn, I'll tell you."

I nodded repeatedly.The horse soldiers also listened with great interest. Grandpa smacked his lips and said: "You imagine that you are still standing there, and your eyes are constantly observing the changes in the surrounding environment. In this way, when you walk away, you imagine that another self is still standing there. With skill, you can make the body leave but the primordial spirit stay in place." Ma Bing looked at me and said, "Uncle Ma is really, your grandson hasn't learned anything, so how can he have a certain skill?" Grandpa chuckled, examined me with his eyes, and said seriously, "Don't you want to read that ancient book? I'll give it to you in two days."

I can't believe my ears. Seeing my surprised look, Grandpa patted my head: "So there is a reason why I didn't show it to you, but since you want to learn so much, I will show it to you. I am already fifty-five years old, and my strength is not as good as before. It's good for you to help." When the horse soldiers returned after eating, they sawed off the beam on which Wenwen was hanging in the house, and replaced it with a new piece of wood.After a long time, the mark on his neck disappeared. But before the cavalry soldiers were happy again, something happened to the short mother-in-law again!