Chapter 484 Chapter 5: Letting Ghosts and Repelling Ghosts

"Yeah." I nodded excitedly.Unexpectedly, Grandpa still has so much research on ancient Chinese characters.Fortunately, I got a super high score in the Chinese class in the college entrance examination, but I have never heard of these. "So, which of the eight types does the writing on this white cloth belong to?" "This is other than the above eight...more ancient...more mysterious characters." Grandpa's voice trembled uncontrollably, "It's called...ghost...book..." "Ghost books? Older? More mysterious?" A cold air penetrated from the ground into the soles of my feet and spread to the back of my head.

"Yes. The ghost script is a mysterious script other than Cangjie script, Xia Yu script, Hongyan script, Yelang script, Bashu symbols, Xianju tadpole script, Dongba script, and the stele. Because the ghost script is only It has been circulated in areas inhabited by aquariums in our country, so it is also called Shuishi." Grandpa's hands also began to tremble.The white cloth was in Grandpa's hands, as if being blown by the wind.But there was no wind around at this time. I felt parched, took a deep breath, and asked, "What are ghost books for?" Grandpa said unhurriedly: "The ghost book itself is divided into two types: white book and black book. The white book is mainly used for funerals and sacrifices, production and travel, business, marriage and other aspects of life; as for the black book, it is also called ghost book. There are very few ghost masters who know how to use it, and it is said that it is used to release ghosts and get rid of ghosts."

"Release ghosts and get rid of ghosts?" I was startled. "Yes." Grandpa said, squinting his eyes to look at the ghost book on the white cloth. "Then who put this cloth here?" I asked. Grandpa shook his head. The buffalo not far away saw that we found the white cloth, so they walked around leisurely, and occasionally took a mouthful of fresh weeds on the side of the road.The place where it has been bitten is like a haircut by a crappy barber.Usually, it walks and eats obediently, and "shaves" the weeds neatly. At this moment, it is quite proud. Just then, I heard a group of children yelling.

Looking along the old river, it turns out that there are more than ten children fishing at a distance of five or six hundred meters.That fishing method was something I used to play when I was a child—choose a place where the current is slow but the water level is deep, and build a circle with stones and wet mud. The water area is separated from other places, and then more than a dozen friends scoop water out with basins, ladles, sea bowls and other containers secretly taken from home.After the water level here becomes shallower, those fish will become soft-shelled turtles, easy to catch. The group of children shouted happily, they must have caught something good.

Grandpa and I looked at each other and smiled.When I was a child, and when my grandfather was a child, I used to catch fish like this.The excitement of those little guys also reminded me of my childhood, and it must have reminded my grandfather of my childhood. "Such a big carp!!! Wow!!!" A child exclaimed. "I almost couldn't hold it down! My contribution is the greatest, if I hadn't held down its tail, you wouldn't have been able to catch it! With a flick of its tail, it could jump into the old river again!" The other child was overjoyed. I looked into their hands, and the carp was really big, longer than my arm.Not to mention their children, even I seldom see such a big carp.Perhaps a carp of this length is nothing, but it is not easy to grow to such a large river in an old river that dries up once every two or three years.

I was happy for them when an adult's voice came from the river bank: "Children, let the carp go!" I looked at the man and couldn't help being surprised.It was none other than the monkey who spoke. "Who are you? Why did you let go of this carp?" A child looked at the monkey unhappily, with his mouth pouted.As the carp flicked its tail, his small body trembled accordingly. "Don't let it go! Don't listen to him! This old river doesn't belong to him!" said a child who seemed to be the oldest.It seems that he is the leader of this group of children.

Grandpa was also a little surprised, and murmured: "He didn't go to Aotu Mountain?" But Grandpa didn't have much suspicion, he put the white cloth in his pocket, walked over to the buffalo, and then led the cow back home. I saw that the buffalo had been found, and it was no fun to go home, so I walked towards the group of children.I would like to see why this monkey wants people to let go of the big carp. "Oh, kids, you don't know, this is not a simple carp, it's a green dragon!" The monkey danced with exaggerated expression. But children eat this set.Seeing that the stranger cared so much about the fish and said something about the green dragon, they all changed their expressions, and asked curiously and confusedly, "The green dragon? Is it the powerful dragon on TV?"

The monkey nodded and walked down the river. When he came to the stone they had built, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Yes. You've heard of the carp jumping over the dragon's gate, right? It's the carp that wants to jump over the dragon's gate." "Is it going to jump the dragon gate?" The oldest child was also attracted by his words. I was on the shore and didn't say hello to the monkeys.He was trying to convince the little ones and didn't notice me either. "The carp has the appearance of a dragon, but it doesn't have the shape of a dragon. It's true that it can transform into a dragon when it leaps over the dragon gate." What about a sentence? Isn't it?"

As soon as the children heard the word "teacher", they immediately believed it again. When I saw this sentence when I was a child, I was imagining the scene of one or many carp struggling to jump over something called "Dragon Gate". "But where is the dragon gate? Is it going to the dragon gate?" a child asked. This is a question I always wanted to ask when I was a child.At that time, I thought, do all the carp in the world have to swim to a place called "Longmen"?Like all geese going south?At that time, there were many, many similar outlandish ideas.

I also want to hear how the monkey explained to these difficult children. "Longmen is not a place name. You mentioned Longmenxia in your geography class, right? This Longmen is not that Longmen. Yue is not the kind of jump that jumps out of the water. Longmen actually refers to the head of a carp." The monkey was quite patient. explained to the children.It seemed that he really wanted to save the carp.But I don't know why he saved it, and took pains to make up so many lies that don't feel right at first sight. "Longmen is the forehead?" Several children pouted.Apparently they were not satisfied with this explanation either.

The monkey turned a blind eye to the children's disdain, and continued to say earnestly: "Really. After a long period of time, the carp's forehead will protrude and finally crack. No one has ever seen what a fish would turn into after shedding its shell, probably it was really a dragon, ha ha. But it is said that someone has picked up the remaining fish shell, which is two meters long.”