Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> My husband is a ghost

Text Chapter 87 Shrine 3

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Zu Hang didn't say anything.  No answer, no response.  But I knew he must have heard it.  He didn't want to talk, so I stopped asking.  When Zu Hang and I arrived at that home, it was already 8:50.  In the living room at home, there are parents with children, and an old man, probably grandpa.  There were only zeros, and I didn¡¯t see Sister Kaneko.  I asked: "Sister Jinzi didn't come?" Lingzi said while wiping a white porcelain bowl: "Her fate is such that even her grandmother won't be willing to come out." He looked up at the altar and asked  He said, "Who asked you to place the altar like this in the first place?" The grandfather on the side said, "I asked you to put it, I just thought it would be safer to offer it." "Then there is no need to make it such a big one.  " "It's better to put more incense. People say you can't just burn incense, but also put fruits and flowers. During the New Year and festivals, you also need to put whole chickens, water and wine, etc. It's not big.  I can't let it go." "Who taught you these?" Lingzi's mouth opened wide as he listened.  Even if I don¡¯t understand this, I also know that Bodhisattva does not eat meat.  When offering sacrifices to gods, such as Bodhisattvas and Gods of Wealth, water, flowers, cookies, etc. are used.  The tributes offered to the God of Wealth can be eaten after they are finished.  And the offering vessel must be made of copper.  When you go to the temple to offer offerings to the Bodhisattva, you will also burn ingots, gold and silver.  My home is near a temple, so I naturally know this.  But the God of the Earth, like the Lord of the Earth, the bedside lady, and so on, eats meat and drinks wine, and his favorite is soaking eggs in wine.  "It's it's a gentleman from our village." "Who is this gentleman?" Lingzi continued to ask.  "Okay, the time is almost up." Zu Hang said.  Lingzi just shut up.  He added water to the bowl and asked the mother to bring the chopsticks from home.  The ceremony began.  He first asked the child's father to light incense in front of grandma's photo and explain the matter.  Let her come out with confidence and we will ask a few questions.  The child's father put the incense on his trembling hands, and then said in a voice that was almost crying: "Mom, Yingzi is gone. She was at home in the middle of the night. We just want to ask what happened. You were always at home,  Just come out and talk to us." After putting on the incense, I always felt a little scary when looking at the picture of grandma, so I quickly looked away.  Lingzi skillfully stood the chopsticks in the bowl, held them gently with one finger, and then said: "Grandma, if you are here, please hold down the chopsticks and give us a response. Grandma, if you are here, hold down the chopsticks"  "He said it three times in total, and then slowly let go of his hand.  The chopsticks stood up!  Lingzi looked normal, but the three members of his family were so shocked that their eyes widened.  I was also shocked because I saw a hand holding the chopsticks at the top of the chopsticks.  The effect is not very clear, but I am sure it is a hand.  An old hand, wrinkled, the skin cracked and wrinkled like tree bark.  The child's father started crying: "Mom" "Really, really." The child's grandfather just opened his mouth wide and was speechless.  The mother of the child was still relatively calm. She quickly asked: "Mom, how did Yingzi disappear? Tell me! How did my Yingzi disappear? Are you scared?" Lingzi hurriedly did it.  The gesture told her not to get excited, and the child's father also held her back.  If you get too excited, bad things may happen.  So in the end the question comes from zero.  "Grandma, the child has no soul now. You must be heartbroken. After all, she is your granddaughter. We just want to know how the child disappeared. Did you scare her?" The chopsticks shook gently from side to side.  But I covered my mouth and watched nervously as the hand moved the chopsticks.  "That meanssomething else came into the house?" The chopsticks slowly drew circles.  Is this for sure?  Something got into the house?  I looked at the several Buddha statues on the altar.  If those aren't consecrated, that's a very real possibility.  The child's mother was very excited and shouted at the chopsticks: "Then why didn't you stop me? You just watched your granddaughter being frightened to death! We still burn incense for you every day, you are useless!" The child's father is  No one can stop it.  At this moment, the chopsticks snapped and fell down.  The hands on the chopsticks disappeared.  The child¡¯s mother started to cry, but the child¡¯s father didn¡¯t know how to comfort her.  Zu Hang said in my ear: "Did you see it?" I nodded.  With just two or three seconds of inattention, the child¡¯s mother had already rushed to the supply room.In front of him, he swept down the Buddha statues with one hand, and a crisp and shattering sound came.  "Hey, hey, she smashed those" I asked nervously.  Zu Hang said: "It's okay, those things have gone, otherwise the compass that day would not be a needle, but a needle that harmed people's lives. Things that have not been consecrated are like ceramics that have been stored in the warehouse.  It¡¯s just like it was smashed.¡± When the mother was about to smash the grandma¡¯s photo, the child¡¯s father finally stopped the child¡¯s mother.  Lingzi stood up and said: "Burn grandma's photo and go to the temple to set up a memorial tablet for her. Then the altar will be removed. If you want to set up a shrine, come to me again and I will help you figure it out."  After saying that, he put a business card on the table and planned to walk out.  I asked in a low voice: "He doesn't care about his family anymore?" Zu Hang also stood up: "How can I care about it? Let's wait for them to calm down a little. Let's go." Zu Hang pulled me away, and I was still watching.  What about the family?  After going downstairs, Lingzi had opened the car door and stood aside and said, "Wang Keren, what are you waiting to see? Come on, it's just as simple as setting up your chopsticks and asking the ghost. I'll treat you to a midnight snack."  Zu Hang had no objection, and I quickly nodded in agreement.  There are still many things I haven't figured out yet.  The supper stalls are busiest at ten o'clock.  We spoke amidst the sounds of beer bottles falling to the ground.  I was not interested in the fried snails and hot milk in front of me, but kept asking questions.  "That grandma, why did she leave suddenly?" "Maybe she is ashamed of herself." "If that child's mother just smashed her photo, will there be retribution?" "I don't know, it depends on what her grandma is thinking.  Think about it. Some ghosts are kind." "Did that grandpa do it on purpose?" "I don't know, I'm not the tapeworm in his grandpa's belly." Zu Hang laughed on the side.  Lingzi immediately said: "Ask your husband if you don't understand anything. Let your husband become the roundworm in their grandfather's belly." I flattened my mouth, and then asked: "What about offering to the Bodhisattva?  Can we offer sacrifices to the ancestors? I think some people offer them together. "Yes. The Buddha is in the middle, and the ancestor is on the right. The left is the high position, and the right is the lower position. That is, the person is facing.  The one on the left side of the shrine is the same as Zuo Qinglong and You Baihu. That¡¯s really inappropriate. ¡°My mother has been offering it in the temple for a long time.¡±  The Bodhisattva uses copper cups and bowls. What about the ancestors of the family? " "The ones from the Landlord tribe are made from earth, and the ones from Guanyin are made from gold. Those who avoid gold should place their wealth next to the Bodhisattva.  Bamboo, or insert a willow tree, or simply offer a wooden shrine to the Guanyin. However, long-lasting lights, incense candles, etc. are placed in the wrong palace, not to mention ensuring the safety of the home.  It's not the same as civil strife." Lingzi said suddenly, "Hey, Cen Zuhang, let Xiao Mo recognize you as his godfather. You are a ghost and Guishui. If he recognizes you, he will definitely become rich."  I froze.  Zu Hang also froze.  Lingzi looked at us like this and said quickly: "Don't be like this. There is a saying in Feng Shui. If you need wood in the Five Elements, go and identify a tree. Nail a sign on the tree in the countryside, 'This tree is prosperous for me.'"  "It's good for me." Those who recognize trees are those who recognize trees. There are also people who recognize stones and ghosts. "Zu Hang said angrily: "They adopted their children to Qi Tian.  Monkey King, I'm not a monkey. Besides, my son is not that old." Lingzi snorted: "Huh, he is over sixty years old, and he is still pretending to be young." "You can control it.  Are you here?" I said.  We didn¡¯t go home until 12 o¡¯clock after talking about this late-night snack.  In the car, I was still talking about Lingzi's idea.  "Hey, if Xiao Mo really recognizes me, then I won't be my godmother. During the Chinese New Year and holidays, he will bring gifts to see us. Haha, in fact, we have nothing to lose. Huh, Zu Hang?"  I turned my head and looked at him. He was silent, with no expression on his face, and was paying attention to the road ahead.  "Zu Hang?" I called in a low voice.  He suddenly said: "Next year is the end of the month." "What kind of breach of contract?" "Well, no." His expression seemed to be startled, then he glanced at me, then changed to a smile and said, "It's okay. Today.  It's fun. But don't look at these things now.??Yin energy and ghost energy, this little bit of yin energy cannot hurt you.  But if you are an average person, you may need to bask in the sun for a few hours to dissipate your yin energy.  " "Oh, not anymore.  In fact, I just wanted to know what the little girl saw and was so frightened.  In the end, she still didn't know what she saw.  " "It's better not to know.  If you see it, you will be scared.  Some ghosts are just meant to scare people and make them fun.  It's actually not harmful.  "    "oh?  what?  " "Flying head barbarian.  "I didn't say anything anymore. This was really scary. Zu Hang laughed, reached out to touch my hand, and said nothing more. But when the car returned to the downstairs of our house, I suddenly thought of what he had just muttered.  That sentence ¡°Default next year.  ¡± It¡¯s not until the end of next year!
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report