Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

After Wang Erming left, my grandmother and I took a bath and sat at the door to enjoy the cool air.

There were two figures walking towards us from a distance. When we got closer, we saw that they were the sisters Huang Yu and Huang Qing.

"Grandma Xu, Sister Liu Feng." The two of them came to my house.

"Oh, Sister Huang Yu, Sister Huang Qing, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Looking at their slightly red and swollen eyes, I had guessed about 70% of the answer. It must be that Huang Qing returned home and her family told her about Huang Bo's incident.

He came to my house at this time, probably because he wanted to see Huang Bo for the last time.

"Come on, you two sisters, come and sit for a while."

Grandma enthusiastically stood up and prepared to go into the house and carry the chair.

"Grandma, please sit down. I'll go get some chairs." After saying that, I went into the house and carried out two chairs.

After sitting down, Huang Qing stretched his head and took a look at the main room of my house.

"Grandma Xu, this is what my dad asked me to bring to you. The house was in a mess a while ago and I forgot about it. Dad asked me to come and apologize to you."

Huang Yu stuffed a red envelope into her grandmother's hand, her face full of humility.

"What is there to apologize for? Everyone is careless sometimes, and your family has not been at peace recently."

Grandma took the red envelope.

"By the way, Grandma Xu, I have something else to trouble you with this time!"

Huang Yu continued.

"What's the matter?" said grandma.

"It's like this. My sister Huang Qing just got her day off today. Look, my brother is still in your soul-purifying bottle. Can you let him out for once so that they can meet each other?"

Huang Yu said this and looked at her sister sitting next to her, tears welling up again.

"Yes! Grandma Xu, I'm in my third year of high school and have been taking extra classes. I only went home this afternoon and didn't even see my brother for the last time."

After Huang Qing finished speaking, tears burst out.

Grandma looked embarrassed and said to the two sisters awkwardly.

"I really can't help you with this! Once the soul enters the Soul Purification Bottle, there is no reason to release it midway. This will damage his vitality, and if things go wrong, his soul will be shattered."

"Only after 49 days, the merits will be complete. Before it comes out, I have to arrange for salvation. Once it comes out of the bottle, I will report directly to the underworld."

"Sister, then, what should we do?"

Huang Qing cried even harder.

"Sister Huang Qing, your fate with Brother Huang Bo in this life has ended, let him go to reincarnation in peace!

If you study hard and have a promising future, and respect Uncle Huang and Aunt Huang, that will be the greatest comfort to him."

Seeing Huang Qing looking sad, I tried to comfort him.

"This is the only way!" Huang Qing nodded at me in agreement.

"How about this, since you two kids are here, your brother's soul-purifying bottle is placed in the main hall of my house. Go in and burn some incense for him and kowtow. He will sense it."

Grandma comforted her and got up and walked towards the main room.

The two sisters wiped their tears and followed their grandmother.

After entering the main hall, the two men burned incense and kowtowed to Huang Bo.

"Children, stop crying. The dead cannot be resurrected. You must live well for him."

Seeing that the two were still crying, grandma comforted them again.

"We got it. Thank you, Grandma Xu!"

Huang Yu and Huang Qing said goodbye to us and walked back slowly. They looked back every few steps and only stopped looking back after they had walked a long way.

The dead are gone, and the living must continue to live. I hope they will never suffer again in their lives.

After seeing them off, my grandma and I went into the house to sleep.

Not long after I fell asleep, I fell into a deep dream.

It is still that dense primeval forest, under that big banyan tree, and in my dreams, I was that colorful bird.

The little bird that once jumped happily was now lying quietly in the grass under the big banyan tree, having lost the luster of life.

It was covered in blood, its body was slightly twisted, and its originally bright feathers had turned dull.

Scattered around it were pieces of colorful feathers that had fallen off its body, as if they had been blown away mercilessly by a gust of wind.

Its little claws still maintained a grasping posture, as if it was trying to struggle in the last moments of its life.

Its eyes were tightly closed, as if telling of the fear and pain it had experienced in life.

There were obvious bite marks on the bird's neck, and the blood had already coagulated, turning a heart-pounding dark red color.

The surrounding grass was also dyed blood red, as if it was a witness to its passing.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which made people feel regret and sadness for this little life.

Its eyes were tightly closed, as if telling of the fear and pain it had experienced in life.

At this moment, my figure is illusory, still in the image of a bird, hovering in the air, quietly looking at my body which has become cold.

But I didn't feel much pain and was very indifferent.

Suddenly, a bloody scene that I had experienced appeared in my mind, and my body trembled slightly.

The early morning sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and onto the grass in the woods. I jump lively on the branches, singing a beautiful melody.

However, I didn't realize that a nightmare was quietly approaching.

A sinister snake, yes, that colorful snake, slowly and quietly crawled over from the tree trunk.

Its hideous face was chilling. With its agility, it quickly climbed up the tree trunk and pounced towards me like a ghost.

I sensed the danger and tried to flap my wings and fly away, but it was too late. It bared its fangs and bit my neck hard.

I struggled desperately, using all my strength to break free from its mouth.

I used up my last bit of strength and flew out from the tree.

Unfortunately, my injuries were too severe and I slowly fell to the grass under the tree.

The snake didn't want to let me go. It quickly climbed down from the tree, opened its bloody mouth, and bit me again.

Blood gushed out instantly and spilled onto the grass like a fountain, creating a bloody and horrifying picture.

My feathers were stained red with blood, and my once lively eyes gradually lost their vitality.

The snake wrapped itself tightly around my body, mercilessly preparing to enjoy this delicious meal.

My body was twisted and deformed by the snake's stranglehold, and my life gradually faded away with a weak struggle.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which attracted other animals around. They looked at the bloody scene from afar, their hearts filled with fear and vigilance.

The whole scene was filled with the atmosphere of death and blood.

At this moment, a bird of similar color that followed me every day swooped down from the tree trunk.

It was furious and grabbed the flower snake's body with its sharp claws and pecked it hard.

The flower snake was enraged. It let go of me who was already dying, opened its mouth and attacked it.

It nimbly dodged the snake's attacks and constantly fought back with its wings and claws.

A fierce fight ensued between the flower snake and it, with it sometimes flying high into the sky and sometimes diving to hit the snake's head.

After a fierce battle, it gradually lost.

Just as the flower snake opened its bloody mouth and was about to bite it again, a black shadow flashed and came to their side with a whoosh.

I saw it. It was Xiao Hei, the black snake. It rushed towards the flower snake angrily.