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    Zu Hang said: "Let the child leave well first. After a few days, it calms down, and then we can find out the reason by inviting the ghost." We were still talking here, and a few people walked in from outside the door.  The leader was Xiao Jing, whom I had met several times.  Seeing that we were there, he was stunned for a moment and said, "I heard he was scared to death? Is there any help?" Lingzi said, "I can't help it." After speaking, he pointed at Zuhang.  Zu Hang rolled his eyes at him and said: "There is no way." Xiao Dingding nodded: "Then I'll talk to the deceased's parents and take him away directly." He just took two steps and looked at the Bodhisattva on the altar.  , looked at Zu Hang, and then said: "Does their family sell idols?" Zu Hang and I left first, and Lingzi followed us out.  Xiao Jing took over the rest. ???????????? Just thinking about such a young child, I don¡¯t know what kind of treatment it will be.  Will it have its own little grave, or will it be burned casually and it will be gone.  "The custom here is that children who die young like this don't even have a tomb.  When I got in the car, I asked, "Why do they have so many useless statues in their house?" My house is on the street near the temple, and I also sell such statues.  But I know that statues of gods are not useful just by buying them casually.  Statues of gods generally need to be consecrated.  It¡¯s useless to just buy a five-yuan statue from a street stall and put incense and offer it at home.  On the contrary, it will be useless and cause disaster.  Some wandering souls have no home and live in the statue.  Worshiping gods becomes worshiping ghosts.  The better ones are still like this.  If it's not good, it will make the house restless.  When I buy a statue at my house, my dad will tell the guests to take it to the temple and consecrate it to the monk.  Even if he is not an eminent monk, at least the procedure is like this.  "Maybe they themselves don't know it's useless. Let's ask the ghost in a few days." It should be said that it is pity for the little girl, or curiosity about this matter, I have been paying attention to it.  He also called Lingzi and said that when the ghost was invited, I would go and have a look.  I just want to know how that little girl died.  Is it true that I was accidentally scared to death by my grandma?  When I called Lingzi, it was while Zu Hang was giving Qu Tian a bath.  After the call was over, Zu Hang also returned to the room. I hung up the phone in a hurry, hid myself, and gave him a big smile.  He smiled and said: "Want to see the ghost?" "I just want to know how the child died." "With your physique, what people see is a chopstick standing in a bowl. Can you see that?  You dare to go there when you see a ghost holding the chopsticks in the bowl. "Uh, at worst, I just closed my eyes. Zu Hang, why do you think this is a bad feng shui thing?"  When it comes to Feng Shui, Zu Hang will not begrudge his words.  All along, he would talk more when talking about Feng Shui to me.  He sat next to me and said: "The ancestral tablets can be enshrined together with Guanyin, but not directly opposite the door. In other words, gods and Buddhas can be facing the door, but the ancestral tablets cannot. And it is taboo to directly display photos of ancestors.  It is best to burn the photos of your ancestors directly. When worshiping, if it is not an important festival or some important event, you should not talk to your ancestors. Some people only offer incense to their ancestors three times a day.  It is thinking that affects the ancestors. If the ancestors are left without yin or yang, the family will be restless. It is better to leave the ancestors in the Buddhist hall, chant sutras every day, and reincarnate early. " "Then their family seems to be wrong.  "No, Bodhisattva is useless. It seems that the ancestors burned incense every day."  , are they willing to be together? Moreover, unless it is used in Feng Shui, it is usually offered in the company. If there is nothing wrong with the family, don¡¯t offer it to Guan Gong. It is full of fire and can occupy at least two palaces.  "Did you pay attention to which palace it occupied today?" "No, Lingzi's compass is different from the one we usually use." "His compass is the one used to detect ghosts. Their Xun palace happens to be."  Little girl. In the horoscope of a little girl, fire must be avoided. So when something happens, the shrine is fire?  "But you can't back up to the bathroom. The bathroom is full of water, so it's not compatible." I nodded and didn't ask any more.  Because I suddenly thought that Zuhang and Bodhisattva should be incompatible, and he might not be happy if I asked too many questions.  In order to dispel his idea, I pressed a kiss on his lips and smiled at him.  When Lingzi called me, I had just seen off a bride.  He said he would invite ghosts at nine o'clock in the evening.I asked if I should go there by myself or if he would pick me up.  After asking, he added: "Zu Hang told me not to tell you. I'm afraid you will be scared if you see it." When he said this, I hesitated.  I stood next to your redbud tree, scratching the bark with my nails, and said, "Well I want to go. But let me talk to him again." "Well, you decide for yourself.  "It starts at nine o'clock, I won't wait for you. Don't knock on the door after nine o'clock." After hanging up his phone, I called Zu Hang.  After acting coquettishly for a while, he said, "Okay, I'll go with you. It's just that the chopsticks are standing upright. If you look at the ghost holding the chopsticks, don't scream. It will ruin the ritual." I hurriedly  Respond.  Although I had seen Lingzi's ritual in the house where Madman Cen lived before, and I was scared at that time, but now I still want to know about the little girl.  As soon as Zu Hang hung up the phone, the phone rang again.  Qin Qian pushed open the store door and shouted to me: "Keren, it's taking so long to make a phone call today. Come on, Brother Tan is treating me to grapefruit. It's too late." "Oh, I'll be here right away.  "I responded, looking at the unfamiliar phone number displayed on my phone, thinking maybe it was a wrong call, or maybe it was express delivery.  I happened to buy something on Taobao a few days ago, and it should have been delivered.  So I still answered the phone: "Hello, hello." "Wang Keren," this voice?  It's very ethereal, like a voice that has been tuned.  I couldn't tell who it was for a moment, but the person who could call my name directly was definitely not the courier.  The courier always starts with the sentence "Hello, I am from xx express delivery." "Who are you?" I asked.  "Cen Mei." When I heard this name, I froze.  Although I am standing outside under the shade of a tree now, the sun is shining at about ten o'clock in the morning, and the temperature can reach more than ten degrees, but I am still shivering from the cold.  There was silence on the other side of the phone, and I was speechless at all.  After a while, she said: "Tell Zu Hang that we have found a suitable candidate for refining the kid. He will decide the time of the mission." "I Zu Hang Zu Hang will not agree to the continuation of the mission.  "Yes." My voice was trembling.  "You are so naive. Do you think he will give up this mission for you? Hundreds of people in Cenjia Village helped seal the tomb. Did they die in vain? You alone and the souls of hundreds of relatives in Cenjia Village  , who is more important? That Feng Shui man saved the ghost in Cenjia Village and thought he had done a good deed. Huh! We don¡¯t have time anymore. Let Zu Hangding." The voice on the phone disappeared.  It took me almost a minute to react after holding the phone.  He took off his phone and wanted to delete the call message in panic.  I don't want my phone to always have this kind of information stored in it.  But it didn't.  The last incoming call was from Lingzi, and the last outgoing call was from Zu Hang.  There was no trace of the phone call just now.  I took a long breath, turned off the phone screen, and whispered: "Calm down! Calm down! Maybe it's just my imagination!" Tan Qian ran over again, holding a few grapefruit slices in her hand: "What are you doing? Dragging.  It¡¯s been so long. Don¡¯t you and Zu Hang still talk on the phone every day?¡± I took Yuzi and said with a smile, ¡°It¡¯s Lingzi.¡±  That young Feng Shui gentleman. Why do I feel that you are becoming more and more like a goddess? Hey, can you see ghosts? " I smiled bitterly. I saw you recently.  There have been too many ghosts.  After getting off work in the afternoon, Zu Hang came to pick me up, but we didn¡¯t go home.  Instead, I just ate outside, watched the night view, and went there after eight o'clock.  When the car was driving slowly on the outer ring road with beautiful greening and lighting projects, I thought about today¡¯s phone call again.  During the meal, Zu Hang asked me and said that I was a little uneasy today and that if I was afraid, I shouldn¡¯t go and see it.  However, Lingzi often uses chopsticks to ask ghosts, and with his ability, there is no danger. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? actually, what made me uneasy was that phone call.  I don't know why she said there was no time.  Zu Hang seems to have said similar words.  Is there a time limit on this matter?  "What's wrong with you? If you're really scared, don't go." Zu Hang glanced at me and asked while driving the car.  "Zu Hang, is your mission time-limited? Can you tell me when the last time is?" Zu Hang was stunned for a moment because of my question.  He was silent for a while, and when I thought he would not answer me, he said: "Next year, Hai month. The last lunar month of the lunar year."The hour of the day.  "My heart sank. There are still about a year and a month. That means" Before I thought about anything, Zu Hang said: "Don't think about this."  Aren¡¯t you going to see Standing Chopsticks and Asking Ghosts?  We're almost there.  " I looked out the car window, and the car was about to reach the community after another turn. I tried my best to smile. I knew I couldn't dwell on these issues first, as that would put Zu Hang under pressure. So I raised my head and gave him a  Smiling, he said: "Cen Mei called me and asked you to set a time for the task.  "
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