It is also 0 o'clock.

It is also the most anticipated moment of our day.

Hunan students began to speak. ...

Because Chen Shaojin's creditors came from all over the world, through their word of mouth, Grandpa's ability to catch ghosts soon spread all over Fiona Fang. At that time, many people met strange things and couldn't solve them themselves, so they took a piece of meat or a bag of fruit to ask grandpa for help. Grandpa generally does not refuse others as long as the farmland is free, and does not accept anything cheap except fruit and cigarettes. If you are busy, you will still help. Never take anything of value.

No, someone is coming to see grandpa. This man was none other than Hong Danian, the head of Xu Hong Village.

Grandpa asked him to sit down and talk. The village chief didn't sit down, and insisted that grandpa accept a cloth bag he brought first.

Grandpa had no choice but to take the bag, take out a pack of cigarettes and put them on the table, saying, "I can't stand the rest. I'll keep the cigarettes, okay?"

The village chief refused.

Grandpa said, "Then I don't want cigarettes." Talking about putting cigarettes back in the bag.

The village chief is busy getting the bag back.

"What is it?" Grandpa opened the cigarette case, pulled out one and handed it to the village chief, and lit another one for himself. At this time, grandpa had mild pneumonia and occasionally coughed badly. Mom, uncle and grandma all advised him to give up smoking, and he agreed, but only for one day.

"The paper money in our village can't burn well." Village head Hong Danian clapped his hands and said.

Residents in our area will burn paper money for the dead from July 1st to July 17th. There is a local proverb: "Ghosts drive seventeen." The popular explanation is that as soon as the ghost door opens in early July, the dead ghost will come out to wander. At this time, its relatives will burn paper money for them. On July 17, the gate of hell closed, and all the ghosts went back in the morning of July 16. Therefore, people should not get up and go out before the sun comes out in the morning of July 16, because they may meet "people" they used to know.

After I was twelve, I helped burn paper at home. Paper money should be ready before July 1 day. In the past, paper money was yellow paper with many holes in it, which looked like copper coins, but now some people buy money for printing. Besides paper money, you should also prepare white paper for wrapping paper money.

Just like sending a letter, wrap the paper money in white paper and write the name of the deceased on the front. If the deceased is a male and his name is Hong Moumou, write "Therefore, it is beneficial to test Hong Moumou as an adult first"; If the deceased is a woman, she can't write her first name, but only her last name, such as "be kind to her". These words should be written in larger letters so that ghosts can get their share of the money more easily.

Write "filial piety" in the lower right corner of the big word, and write these words smaller. Then write a big "seal" on the back. I don't know what the word "seal" means.

After this pass, you have to pack another pack of money and write "share the money" on the front. According to the old man, this bag of money is not for the ancestors, but for the officers who share the money. The burnt paper money is distributed to the people who deserve it by this ghost official, and the work is similar to that of the current postman.

Pay attention to some skills when burning paper money. First spread a straw mat on the ground, then put a bag of paper money on it, then light the hay and light the paper money.

Don't move when burning paper money, so the paper money will still pile up after burning to ashes. So that the money received by the deceased is complete. If the paper ash is tampered with, the money received by the deceased will be incomplete. Paper money must be burned. Some paper money is difficult to burn through when stacked together. At this time, you have to wait until it burns out.

Grandpa asked Hong Danian carefully about every place that needs attention when burning money.

Hong Danian said: "We have all done it. Besides, it's not that the paper money of one family or two is not burned well, but that the paper money of the whole village is broken! "

"A village?" Hong Danian lit a cigarette. Grandpa may not have heard what he said.

"yes. If you say that the paper money of two families is not well burned, there is nothing to say. Do you feel strange? " Hong Danian said nervously, because if this matter is not done before July 16, it will offend our ancestors.

Typo (2)

"This happened in a village before." Grandpa said.

"Really?" Hong Danian doesn't believe it.

"At that time, I didn't know these magic tricks. I happened to pass by and heard about it. " Grandpa recalled. "What happened later?" I can't wait to ask.

"Later, everyone in their village had the same dream." Grandpa said.

"What dream?" Hong Danian asked timidly. The cigarette in his hand trembled slightly, and the ash from the cigarette end fell on his trousers.

"I dreamed that the dead came to beg for money and said that life there was not good. Their ancestors all said the same thing. " Grandpa has yellow forefinger and middle finger, shaking his cigarette. Grandpa smokes too much, and the joints of his middle finger and forefinger are smoked to the same color as the filter. When you really don't smoke, grandpa can enjoy smoking two times on his nose with his fingers thicker than cigarettes.

"What words?" Hong da asked in a young voice, shaking his cigarette without ash like grandpa.

"I don't look forward to the festival, I don't look forward to the year. I just want my children and grandchildren to hang money. " Grandpa said.

"Don't look forward to the festival, don't look forward to the year? I just want my descendants to hang money? " Red one year redundant asked.

Grandpa nodded: "All the men, women and children in the village have had this dream and heard the same words from their ancestors." When I talked about the strange dream last night the next morning, I realized that everyone had this nightmare. "

Hong Danian took a drag on his cigarette. The red spot on the cigarette end suddenly turned red.

Grandpa went on to say, "Later, chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs in the village died of the plague one after another. In the Spring Festival, no family in the village can eat the meat of their own livestock. My father knew magic at that time, so he told me that all the creatures in the village were taken away by the dead because they had nothing to eat there. "

Hong Danian dropped his cigarette butt and stamped it out. He grabbed grandpa's hand and begged, "Master Ma, you have to help us."

Grandpa looked reluctant.

"Why? You can't help! " Hong Danian grabbed grandpa's hand and shook it desperately.

"It is really difficult to deal with this problem. Not to fool you. " Grandpa said.

Hong Danian gawk at grandpa, waiting for grandpa to tell the reason.

"I estimate that all the problems in your village are caused by a ghost."

"What the hell?"

"Poor and thirsty ghost."

"Poor and thirsty ghost?"

Grandpa took a sip of his cigarette and nodded: "poor and thirsty ghosts are all formed by souls who have no money to burn paper, some because there are no descendants to burn paper, and some because they are unfilial." They didn't receive the money on Halloween, so they robbed other ghosts. I guess there is such a ghost in your village, but I'm not sure now. I have to go to your village to be sure. "

Hong Danian immediately replied: "Then please come to our village quickly. If these poor and thirsty ghosts make trouble, think about the corresponding measures. "

Grandpa said with a wry smile, "It's not that simple. The poor and thirsty ghost is also a kind of ghost formed by resentment. This kind of ghost doesn't rob money. It's dangerous to catch such a ghost. If it dares to rob other ghosts, it means that these ghosts are vicious ghosts, no more than ordinary ghosts. "

36.

"To catch this kind of ghost, you must first see this kind of ghost." Grandpa said. But everyone knows that ghosts who come out to collect money on Halloween are generally invisible. Because only blood relatives burn paper money for them, these ghosts will not come out to collect money for fear of scaring living relatives, especially children.

As I said before, ghosts who complain don't remember their relatives, and ghosts who don't complain know their relatives. Ghosts are carried away by resentment, just like people are drunk. A ghost who has solved a grudge will restore his memory, just like a person waking up from a drink.

"Is it difficult to see such a ghost?" Hong Danian asked.

"It doesn't look difficult, but it's not good after reading it." Grandpa said awkwardly.

Grandpa was right. There used to be a young man in our village who learned a little magic and often showed off in front of others, saying that he could see ghosts that others could not see. Some people originally believed that he had this ability, because after all, after learning from Taoist priests for a period of time, even stupid people will learn something.

Typo (3)

I'd like to mention here that some places say that yin and yang can see ghosts, but it's not. The classical Chinese in "Hundred Skills Drive" is translated as follows: Yin and Yang eyes are not a secret recipe, but a congenital disease. The main reason is that the five elements in the patient are eccentric, or the five internal organs have congenital defects. Its symptoms are mainly to see some vague non-human people, not limited by time and place, and have strong hallucinations; Weak body, easy to provoke non-human, suffering from congenital five internal organs defects. Only patients with the above four conditions can really have yin and yang eyes. Some people with yin and yang eyes will not live beyond thirty as long as they are not removed for one day.

Of course, there may be another explanation in medicine. Even if there is one, it is explained from another side, with the same essence and different persuasiveness.

If you want to see ghosts, you must have some magic skills.

The young man boasted about his magic, which naturally didn't appeal to others. You have to keep a low profile because you are so good, so people deliberately say that they don't believe he can see ghosts.

That young man is in a hurry, and he must bring others to witness his ability.

At that time, on the Ghost Festival, the young man said, if you don't believe me, you can send a representative to watch these ghosts collect paper money with me.

They recommended someone to watch ghosts with him.

They found a place where the paper money was not burnt thoroughly. The young man and the representative sat down next to each other, then each of them put a stamp on his head, and then they read the agreed spell together.

"Look, look, it's picking up money." The young man pointed out the direction to the representative, as if a ghost was bending over to pick up the paper money. As soon as the young man finished speaking, he immediately threw himself on the ground, spitting blood like someone hit him on the back.

The representative was frightened and immediately stood up and ran away. Before he ran two or three steps, he screamed "Oh, my God" and tripped over the bystanders.

But they didn't see anyone else meet them.

The representative was frightened: "A man with short hands and feet behind hit us!" " "But people at the scene didn't see people with long hands and short feet.

The representative lifted his clothes, and sure enough, there was a red mark on his back, as if he had been hit with a barbell. They hurried to save the young man, only to see that he rolled his eyes and was dead. He opened his clothes and saw that it was also a red seal, which was much more serious than that representative. Obviously, he was killed!

Later, a similar thing happened in other villages. A man who learned a little magic was killed by a ghost while showing off to everyone.

Grandpa told me that those poor and thirsty ghosts killed those people. The poor and thirsty ghost robbed the money for fear of being seen, so he found someone peeking and showed no mercy.

However, Hong Danian didn't know that the poor and thirsty ghosts were so fierce, so he broke the casserole and asked in the end, "What happened after seeing it?" I only know that children under the age of twelve are prone to get sick when they see ghosts, and you are already in your fifties and sixties. "

Grandpa was silent for a while. Hong Danian was even more anxious: "Do you want to promise? If it's about my family, then I won't bother you and let my ancestors blame me. But now people in our village are like this. I, the village chief, can't invite you out of the mountain, Master Ma! "

Grandpa was moved by his words, threw away his cigarette butt and nodded and said, "Good. I promised to have a look. But it may not help. "

Hong Danian stood up happily, flicked his finger and popped the cigarette out of his hand. He said excitedly, "That's good, that's good." Come to our village tonight? "

Grandpa nodded.

There is only a bad arc left in the mountain pass to the west of the sun, half of the sky is dyed beautiful red, the clouds are inlaid with Phnom Penh, and the trees on the mountain have turned golden, just like a fairyland. Our road to Xu Hong Village is also golden. I saw Grandpa's wrinkled face shining like a giant Buddha in THE TEMPLE OF JIALAN Hall. This is a very beautiful scene. After many years, I still miss the feeling of being there.

Go over two hills, cross a cement bridge, and then walk half a mile along the ridge of rice fields, and you will arrive at Xu Hong Village. The first thing you see is an ancient locust tree, and three people are hugging each other. The old pagoda tree grows on the steep hillside, because some loose soil has collapsed and half of its roots have exposed the soil. Because of long-term exposure, the roots have become no different from the trunk, and bark has also been produced. Like a hard hand holding the residual soil, it resists the downward trend and has an indomitable momentum. The old pagoda tree is luxuriant in branches and leaves, swaying long branches under the breeze, welcoming my grandfather and me. That scene has always made me unforgettable. I am a nostalgic person.

Typo (4)

After passing the old pagoda tree, I saw the first house in Xu Hong village. There are already several old people waiting for grandpa's arrival, all of whom are good people.

To my surprise, although Xu Hong Village is only five or six miles away from Thrushcross Village, I have never known this place. It is like an unsociable person curled up in this corner of the mountain, and its hands and feet have never been spread out.

Grandpa exchanged pleasantries with several old people. When they were young, their feelings were lukewarm. When they were old, they stopped walking around the village and never came out again.

After drinking a cup of tea, grandpa got up and said, "Let's start."

At this time, some people from all ages in the village came again, all wanting to see how Grandpa caught the ghost who made them burn the paper money badly.

Hong Danian took out more than a dozen packets of paper money written in the house and opened them in rows on dry and tiled straw.

Grandpa had two door panels moved and stood upright beside the dead straw, supported by two young people. Grandpa and Hong Danian sat cross-legged in front of the door panel, with their backs to the door panel and their heads covered.

People who have just died there have to lie flat on the door for two days before they can be put into the coffin. The older generation said that ghosts can't go through the door panels. So I guess grandpa's intention is to be afraid that the poor and thirsty ghosts will sneak up behind him.

"point the grass!" Grandpa ordered, and then closed his eyes with Hong Danian.

Two women quickly lit the straw under the paper money.

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The flame rose like a red tongue licking a white envelope. Everyone around us quieted down, silently watching the jumping flames and the two people sitting quietly.

The white sealing paper was lifted by the fire tongue, revealing yellow paper money. The edge of the paper money began to turn black and spread inward. Grandpa read a sentence "Red Year" and followed it. Their shadows hit the door panel at the back, drifting with the flame, as if the soul had left the body.

Some elders say that if there is no shadow under the light or flame, it proves that the soul has drifted out.

I want Hong Danian to watch those ghosts who collect money together, because he is the only one here who knows all the previous generation. If he sees a ghost he doesn't know picking up money here, he can show it to grandpa, and grandpa can see which one is poor and thirsty.

The flames are getting stronger and stronger, and only the paper money in the middle hasn't burned yet. The straw under the paper money is surrounded by dark charcoal ash, and the place where the flame burns is red, such as the wire on the stove.

Grandpa snapped his fingers when he read Apocalypse Genie, See My Eyes, and then said, "Open your eyes."

Hong Danian and grandpa opened their eyes together and looked at the place where the flame jumped.

"See?" Grandpa asked.

Hong Danian gasped and widened his eyes: "I'm not dreaming, am I?" Say that finish mercilessly blinked twice, and reached out to rub.

Grandpa said calmly, "village head, look carefully. Don't be distracted."

Hong Danian really has the temperament of being a leader, so he immediately calmed down and looked forward. The rest of us only saw the flame occupying the last central area and didn't see anything else.

Hong Danian carefully looked at the nothingness in front of him, chanting his fingers and pointing, like counting how many pigs were walking around in the pigsty.

"Lai Bao, you haven't been to your father's grave for a long time." Hong Danian looked at the front and said.

A middle-aged man immediately bowed and nodded in the crowd of onlookers: "Aye, aye."

"You see, you see, your dad's clothes are put on, grass is everywhere, like a beggar. Really, I have to sweep my father's grave no matter how busy I am. " Hong Danian grumbled.

The middle-aged man immediately bent down and replied, "Go tomorrow."

The woman next to me patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and scolded, "I said I wanted you to have time to see your father's grave, but you refused." I haven't visited your father's grave for more than half a year, and everyone thinks I'm an incompetent wife. "

Everyone was amazed.

"Rooted, rooted?" HongDanian asked extremely discontentedly again.

"Now, now." The other man bowed and nodded, much younger than the one just now.

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"Your grandmother's face turned into a cat's face. Wipe your grandmother's tombstone when you have time. I remember when your grandmother was alive, she preferred sons to daughters and loved you the most. Although your parents are still alive and want you to serve, you should visit them when you are free, because your grandmother used to love you very much. " Hong Danian waved.

Someone in the crowd whispered jokingly, "Gensheng, I said last time that cow dung spilled on your grandmother's tombstone and told you to wash it." At that time, you didn't listen or watch. "

At this time, everyone's expression is different, but it is easy to tell who is looking forward to getting the information of their deceased relatives and who is afraid of exposure.

Hong Danian looked at the flames for a long time, puzzled: "They are all strangers. These money collectors used to be from our village. "

"You don't know any of these people?" Grandpa asked, pointing to the flame jump. It's as if they are performing exquisite double spring for the people around them.

"No,no." Hong Danian shook his head.

"If that poor and thirsty ghost knew you would call us, would he avoid us today?" Grandpa guessed.

The flame swallowed the last bit of paper money and quickly weakened. The shadows of Grandpa and Hong Danian disappeared on the door panel. As soon as the flame went out, everyone found that it was getting dark and a crow was hoarse on the locust tree.

"They're gone." Hong Danian's eyes slowly moved from the edge of paper money to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, as if watching the relatives who went home to visit relatives leave. We can't see anything. People who were stuck at the intersection hid on the side of the road for fear of getting in the way.

Grandpa sighed and said, "Close your eyes and don't move."

Hong Danian and grandpa closed their eyes for a while and opened them again.

Grandpa struggled to stand up and was very tired.

Hong Danian put his hands on his knees and tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up straight, he immediately sat on the ground with his legs crossed. The onlookers rushed up, and too many cooks grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Grandpa dragged his heavy legs to my side and put a hand on my shoulder. That hand exerted the weight of grandpa's whole body, which made my shoulder feel like it was going to fall off.

Grandpa took a deep breath and said, "Let the red village head rest for a while. This requires a lot of energy. "

"Paper money is still not burned." A man stood by the ash and shouted.

I'll watch it for grandpa. Paper ash is not an unexpected pile, but a mess and irregular.

"No, this paper ash should not look like this. There are no poor and thirsty ghosts." Grandpa frowned. The people behind are also crying about it.

"There are still several packages of paper money here that have not been burned." A man gave a cry, and everyone immediately gathered around to see it.

In fact, those packets of paper money have been burned through, otherwise Hong Danian would not say that the deceased had gone. It is said that it is not burned out, but a round place in the middle is bright red, such as burning unburned charcoal.

The covers of those wrapped paper money have been burned to ashes, and scattered in the air with the flame, but the paper money ashes inside are still arranged neatly one by one. Anyone who has burned a book will have this experience. The cover and the first few pages of the book will be burned and curled up, and then they will rise into the air with fireworks, while the middle pages will remain in their original shape after being burned to ashes, giving people the illusion that the whole book has not been burned but just fallen into ink.

Everyone is looking forward to these slowly burning packets of paper money.

The red in the middle gradually dimmed, gradually dimmed, and finally closed his eyes like a dying man, and finally the red light went out. Just one second after the climate, everyone's eyes changed from expectation to panic.

When the red light goes out, the neat paper money ash immediately collapses and spreads like sand, living in the tubular straw ash.

"This, this is how to return a responsibility?" An old man exclaimed, "I have burned paper every year for more than 60 years. This is the first time I have seen such a thing." Yesterday, my son said that paper money can't burn well, but I still don't believe it. I don't want to ... "

Typo (6)

The old man's words haven't finished yet, and the remaining packages of paper money ash have collapsed with the extinction of red light.

"The poor and thirsty ghost still came, but we didn't find it." Grandpa stared at Hong Danian and said.

"Did I miss it? A dozen piglets in my family ran around the pigsty just after they left the nest. I can count it clearly. " Hong Danian looked tired and spoke as weakly as a patient.

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"Well, we will go today. Come back tomorrow. " Hong Danian waved to disperse the onlookers.

"Come back tomorrow? Can you eat? " A man holding him asked.

Hong Danian nodded: "Seeing that July 17 is coming, if we don't solve it quickly, when can we wait?"

"Hey? By the way, Hong Jiafu. I saw your father. " Hong Danian turned to the person holding him and said, "Haven't you sacrificed to your father for a long time? I think your father walks unsteadily, as if he were ill. Put a bowl of fruit on your father's grave when you are free, huh? ! "

"Yes, yes." Hong Jiafu nodded and replied, "The red village chief can see the road clearly, so don't trip over the stone."

That night my grandfather and I lived in Xu Hong Village, and Hong Danian chatted with us for a long time before leaving. Grandpa decided to invite me tomorrow, and I was overjoyed.

At the same time the next day, people in the village wrote paper money and spread it on straw.

It's the same people who saw it yesterday, and there are a few more children. The door panel was removed again. Hong Danian asked the villagers to put the door behind me. He didn't need the door himself.

Grandpa advised him to get another door panel. Afraid of trouble, Hong Danian waved and said, "No need. That's it. Didn't it happen yesterday? "

Lit the straw.

We did what we had to do step by step, and grandpa shouted, "Open your eyes!" " "We immediately opened our eyes.

I saw a group of people around paper money before. They all bent down to see if the paper money on the straw was their own. They put their hands into the paper money, gently picked it up and took out the brand-new Mingbi from the paper ash. Their bodies fluctuate frequently like reflections in the water. Those who saw clearly just now are now blurred like a mist.

Hong Danian is counting again: "One, two, three ..."

Suddenly, the red year stopped. I guess he saw something unusual. Grandpa also looked at Hong Danian.

"Jia Fu this boy, I said yesterday, I want him to send some sacrifices to his father's grave. It seems that the boy is very stingy and hasn't delivered it yet. You see that his father is still swaying like a patient. " Hong Danian swears.

I looked up at the rickety man.

The man called "the sick man" by Hong Danian wore wide trousers, a red vest on his back, and his eyes rolled around like mice.

"Grandpa, look at his knees!" I am as happy as discovering a new continent.

I found the sick man's knees very high. Judging from the bend of his trousers, his calf is three times as long as his thigh. And his thighs are unreasonably short, not as long as beer bottles.

"He walks on tiptoe." Grandpa judged.

"Yes, he is higher!" I'm more excited. When I was a child, my grandfather made me high feet, split them into the same length with two split branches, and then made a sandal-like instrument and tied it to the pedal of the split place, so that people could walk on the branches, such as women's high heels.

"It's so cunning. Poor and thirsty ghosts have long hands and short feet, and he can pretend. " Grandpa stared at the patient and said.

Hearing this, Hong Niannian also found some strange places.

Sure enough, we saw him picking up money here and then going there to pick up money. According to reason, he only has a bag of paper money. How can he run around picking it up?

Hong Danian said angrily: "I only said that his son is stingy, and he is reluctant to give his father some fruit." I didn't expect his father to rob others! " "

"Keep your voice down." Grandpa reminded.

Regardless of these, Hong Danian took out his temper as an official, stood up and walked towards the "sick man". I saw Hong Danian's shadow coming out of the sitting body. Grandpa hasn't cast spells yet, so his body can't move freely. In a hurry on New Year's Day, the soul left the body to find the "sick man".

Typo (7)

Onlookers didn't find that Hong Danian's soul was out of body experience. They just stared at Hong Danian curiously. Hong Danian was still angry, and now he has closed his eyes.

"Hey, old man Hong Qilong, what's the matter with you?" Hong Danian's soul rushed to the "sick man" and grabbed his little red vest.

Hong Qilong was bending down to pick up money and was straightened by Hong Danian.

"ah! Red village head? How did you die, too You are not yet fifty years old. " HongQiLong smiled at HongDanian.

"Can I die? If I die, I will be angry with you, an old man! " Hong Danian said breathlessly, pulling Hong Qilong's red vest back and forth.

At this pull, the red dragon suddenly fell down, and his tall feet were exposed from his trouser legs.

"You are a poor and thirsty ghost!" Hong Danian pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Danger!" Grandpa shouted. As soon as the voice came out, grandpa's soul rushed out of the body and wanted to protect Hong Danian.

When Hongqilong saw that he was caught, he immediately changed his original shape. Two short legs stood up and reached out to slap the red New Year. At the same time, the eyes of Hongqilong swelled and turned green, as bright as green agate. The cheeks are deep.

In fact, the disguise of ghosts is not difficult to understand, because people do the same. When you don't hurt his interests, he is on your side; When you discover his secret and hurt his interests, his other face will appear immediately and surprise you. This face is very different from the one you knew before.

Grandpa's soul pounced on Red Mind, and the poor and thirsty ghost beat him empty.

The poor and thirsty ghost is completely revealed. I have only heard of it before, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. At this moment, the red flag dragon has completely turned into another picture. Its hand has really become longer, as long as a pole. The arm has also changed shape, and the forearm is much thicker than the back arm, which is as scary as a lobster.

From this, I guess that this young man who used to show off was not killed by a poor and thirsty ghost with a stick, but by his arm.

Poor thirsty ghost's feet are unreasonably short, and his thighs and calves are as long as beer bottles. But it runs fast. When he saw his grandfather let him miss a slap, he screamed anxiously. His voice was like a mouse in a rat trap. It raised its arms, just like lifting a big stick and hitting grandpa and Hong Danian who were rolling together.

Grandpa and Hong Danian hurriedly embrace together and leave here.

Grandpa and they fought fiercely with the poor and thirsty ghost, but the people around them were unconscious. They just stared at the bodies of Grandpa and Hong Danian who were sitting quietly and didn't know anything else. Other ghosts who collect money only bend down to pick up the burnt paper and turn a blind eye to the fighting around them.

Poor and thirsty ghosts won't let grandpa and Hong Danian go, waving their arms and chasing them. Hong Danian couldn't dodge and was caught by one hand of the poor and thirsty ghost. Hong Danian screamed with pain. I want to be caught by that hand as painful as being caught by pliers.

Grandpa shouted: "Liang Zi, tell the people next to you to press the door panel up and hold it down!" " "If the people around you can't stop seeing Grandpa.

I immediately shouted, "Quick, help. Hong Danian's soul was caught by a poor and thirsty ghost, just to the left of the paper money. Hurry up! "

The man holding the door behind me immediately lifted the door and ran in the direction of paper money.

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"Where, where?" Two men with door panels ran to the edge of paper money and turned to ask me.

"A little further, to the right, to the right." I watched the poor and thirsty ghost and Hong Danian struggling, commanding two men who held the door panel high. The poor and thirsty ghost raised his other hand to hit Hong Danian, who grabbed his wrist with both hands. The poor thirsty ghost squeezed Hong Danian's thigh hand harder, and the forearm muscles exploded like stones. Skin like a toad.

This poor and thirsty ghost has short feet and is less than one meter tall. Hong Danian squatted on the ground in pain. So it is more than enough for two people to lift the door panel to their chests.

"All right, press it." Grandpa stood beside a man and shouted. But the man who lifted the door could not hear at all. Of course, it is even less likely that other people around you can hear grandpa's voice.