Chapter 92 Chapter 9: Fork in the Road Ghost Officer

"I didn't fight her," said Grandpa. "Didn't fight? You didn't know alchemy at that time, right? Grandpa didn't teach you?" I asked. "It's not that grandpa didn't teach me." Grandpa stammered. "Then why? If you let her go, she will harm others." I broke the casserole and asked. Grandpa threw away the cigarette he had only smoked twice, took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke together, saying flatly, "You little child can't understand the mind of an adult." In fact, I understand grandpa's mind, because I fell in love with a cute girl at school.She is in the class next to mine.Every winter, her face turns red like a ripe autumn apple, which makes my seasons reversed and my thinking confused.I began to get distracted in class, imagining her as the heroine of various movies, and I was the hero who defeated multiple enemies and finally won the heart.In wild imagination I was her only protector.

I think, since grandpa can't be her protector, he will definitely not be her harmer. "There are good ghosts among ghosts." Grandpa said, "She is a good ghost, so I let her go." "Good ghost?" Grandpa and I have caught so many ghosts, but we haven't met a good ghost that doesn't harm people. "It's written in the ancient book I gave you: Humans have three souls and seven souls, the soul is stupid and the soul is good and the soul is evil." Grandpa deliberately changed the topic, and I understood it, so I didn't ask anymore. "Is there a difference between soul and po?" I asked. There is this sentence in "Hundred Shu Drive", I remember it.

Grandpa took out a cigarette, put it on his nose and sniffed it twice, then put it back into the cigarette case, and said: "According to the logic, after death, the three souls and seven souls will all leave the body, but they will not disperse. Reincarnation. But after the death of a person with resentment, if the evil thoughts are more than the good thoughts, the soul wants to leave but the soul wants to stay, the three souls and seven souls disperse. The soul stays in the body to form evil ghosts with physical bodies, such as painted skin, zombies, and scorpions Ji ghosts, etc.; there are also souls that do not reside in the body, forming evil ghosts without a body, such as Keshui ghosts, lost gods, etc."

"Then what kind of ghosts are you talking about?" "A good ghost is a soul that resides in the body, or a solitary soul. The best example is the ghost of the wrong way." "A dodger?" "Yes. This ghost is not recorded in "Hundred Skills Exorcism". "Hundred Skills Exorcism" is a book for catching ghosts, and ghosts who are lost in the road are good ghosts, so there is no need to catch them." Grandpa looked up at the sky and said, "This Good ghost, I’ll tell you later. Let’s hurry up, your grandma must be waiting at home.” I hastened a few steps and said, "Are we going to ignore the female ghost here in Hongjiaduan?"

"Let's not interfere for the time being. Let's wait for the monk from Xiangyan Temple to deal with it, and I will come to see it the day the monk comes. You can study at school at ease, and I will tell you the situation when the time comes." I said dissatisfied: "Yeah." My grandfather and I walked to a fork, the road on the left leads to Huamei Village, and the road on the right leads to a place called Longwan Bridge. There was a sound of gongs and drums.Who comes out to beat the gong so late?I looked around suspiciously, and suddenly saw a large group of people walking in front of me.The first two people beat the gong and the drum, followed by an eight-carrying sedan chair with white paper lanterns hanging on the four corners.Behind them followed two lines of men, some on horseback, some on foot, some holding flags, and some carrying knives.

Grandpa quickly grabbed me and shouted in a deep voice: "Get down, get down on the ground. We have encountered a ghost officer at a fork in the road. When they come over, don't talk. Thumb and big toe point to the ground." Hearing that grandpa was so nervous, I knew something extraordinary happened, so I hurriedly got down on the ground as grandpa said.The thumb and big toe pressed against the ground, and the face was covered with yellow mud and dared not make a sound.