My old gong is a ghost?

It's not the first time Tong Xiaosong has seen a chicken killed, even he himself can kill a chicken, but this is the first time he has seen a chicken die so horribly.

Chicken blood was splattered around the house, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood everywhere.

The ground is full of mottled marks, and I feel terrified when I look at it.

To everyone's surprise, the more disgusting thing is yet to come.

Grandma Tang used her skinny hands to squeeze out the little blood left in the chicken. After the last drop of blood was squeezed out, the chicken twitched and died.

The blackened chicken blood was divided into three parts and placed in front of Wu Mabo, Wen Dong and Ke Lin.

Grandma Tang's hoarse and gloomy voice said, "Drink it."

The faces of the three people all turned green, and they stared at the black and dark thing that was disgusting at first glance, as if they were facing a big enemy.

Wumabo said with a dry smile: "Grandma, goodbye, we don't take over Xiantang, there is no need to drink."

Grandma Tang: "Family immortals recognize the master. Drink it so that you will not be harmed by family immortals. If you don't drink it, when the family immortals come, the gods will not be able to protect them when disaster strikes."

These words were scary, but the chicken blood was even more difficult for them to swallow.

The three looked at each other and suddenly discovered the blind area.

Wen Dong asked: "Grandma, why doesn't Tong Xiaosong have chicken blood? Doesn't he need to drink it?"

Tong Xiaosong, who was suddenly named, was taken aback for a while, and also looked at Grandma Tang.

Grandma Tang brought a bowl of water mixed with paper dust from the side: "He drinks this."

Seeing the way out, Wuma Boxiang heaved a sigh of relief: "Grandma! Let's drink this too!"

"Nonsense!" Grandma Tang was a little angry, with an ugly expression on her face.

Wu Mabo was not convinced: "Then why can Tong Xiaosong not drink chicken blood?"

"You are different." Grandma Tang sighed heavily, as if she was very helpless to the mischievous brat: "You are different, one of his feet has already stepped into the vagina, but you are still alive , messing around will offend the family immortals."

Wu Mabo and the others were stunned. They looked at Tong Xiaosong in surprise, but they didn't see any results.

Tong Xiaosong's face turned pale, what did Grandma Tang mean by that?Why did he step into the vagina with one foot?

"Grandma." Tang Yuxin called softly: "Can I ask the reason?"

Grandma Tang: "He has an offering on him, don't make any more trouble, drink it quickly."

Tong Xiaosong and his three roommates thought of the copper basin at the same time, and they looked at Gu Xuan who had been silent all this time.

Only then did they realize that there was nothing in front of Gu Xuan, and he didn't even need to drink paper ashes.

No one asked again, they felt that Gu Xuan must have used Tong Xiaosong to do something, that's why he was different from them now.

Wu Mabo, Wen Dong and Ke Lin looked at each other, they picked up the chicken blood, squeezed their noses and gulped it down, and then there were bursts of retching.

Tong Xiaosong's was easier to swallow, but he paused when he brought it to his mouth, because the gray water actually had a strong aloe fragrance.

The smell was the same as Qi Xuan's at the moment, but much stronger.

He subconsciously looked at Gu Xuan.

Seeing him looking over, Gu Xuan smiled lightly, without any malice, and seemed to have a kind of warmth like a spring breeze.

This is definitely an illusion!

Tong Xiaosong hurriedly looked away, gritted his teeth, and drank the ashes and water in one gulp.

The water with a strong aroma flowed from the throat all the way to the stomach, feeling strangely warm.

The smell is not disgusting, and even has a bit of a mouth-nose smell, but this smell is the same as that of Gu Xuan at the moment, and he has the illusion of being invaded by the other party's breath from the inside out.

Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.

***

After drinking the chicken blood, they began to burn incense in front of the hall. Xiantang was invited out, and everyone finally saw what Xiantang looked like.

It was a Buddhist altar, which was different from the full exposure when it was offered to the Buddha. In front of the altar was covered with a dusty, dark red cloth that looked extremely old.

The unpleasant color is reminiscent of the bloody liquid that has just been drunk.

Paper money and joss sticks were lit in the four corners of the house, golden boys and girls, houses, chariots and horses, and various things made of paper. The ostentation was even bigger than when Grandpa Tang Yuxin was buried.

There was smoke everywhere, and Grandma Tang was muttering something.

Soon at night, Grandma Tang brought out many paper figurines from the house, and put them on the chairs in the hall like living people.

Tong Xiaosong and the others stood in the center of the hall surrounded by paper-wrapped figures like chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking around, those paper pierced people seemed to come to life, staring at them with weird smiles.

At the end, they found an empty chair, and watched Gu Xuan sit on it.

"Fuck." Wumabo said in an annoyed low voice, "No wonder he doesn't drink anything, co-authoring means he no longer considers himself a human being."

"Hush." ​​Wen Dong said in a low voice: "He engages in those evil sects, it's really not sure who he is now, he can't be provoked, and we should stay away from it in the future."

"Stop talking, I feel so creepy." Colin cried and rubbed his goosebumps on his arms.

Tong Xiaosong looked at Gu Xuan who was sitting on the chair, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the paper figurine enshrined on the first floor of Gu Xuan's house.

Why did he suddenly think of this?

Tong Xiaosong withdrew his gaze, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that it also looked alive. From an aesthetic point of view, the paper figurine in Gu Xuan's house was much more beautiful than these weird things surrounding them now.

With a bang, Grandma Tang closed the wooden door of the lobby, and there was only the faint light of candles in the hall.

Then Tang Yuxin came out in plain white, and Grandma Tang took out a big red square hijab and covered Tang Yuxin's head.

She was dressed in plain white and covered with a bright red hijab, which made people think of a beheaded corpse for no reason, and seeing Tang Yuxin's appearance, she felt a little chilly.

Grandma Tang took out a bunch of red threads, tied one each on the wrists of Wumabo, Wen Dong, and Ke Lin, and then tied the other ends of the three red threads on Tang Yuxin's wrists.

No need for Grandma Tang to say, everyone has almost guessed that this represents a kind of protection.

Wen Dong reminded: "There is also Tong Xiaosong."

"There are, there are..." Grandma Tang muttered.

Then they saw Grandma Tang pulling a red thread from Gu Xuan's wrist and walking towards Tong Xiaosong.

Everyone sees this scene, but there is a feeling in their minds that the old man was tied to the red line of marriage last month at the wedding.

Tong Xiaosong also felt strange, he frowned and dodged: "Grandma, I don't want to be with him."

Wumabo said angrily: "Yes! Grandma, Tong Xiaosong, come with us."

Grandma Tang grabbed Tong Xiaosong's wrist with her skinny hands, and said in a low voice, "This is not random."

It was only then that Tong Xiaosong realized how strong Grandma Tang was, and the skinny fingers holding his wrist were as unshakable as steel bars, which even made him feel a little painful.

He didn't let go until the red thread was tightly tied around his wrist.

Tong Xiaosong tugged a few times uncomfortably, and looked at Gu Xuan. The red thread hung between the two of them long, like some kind of unspeakable bond was involved.

Fortunately, the current Gu Xuan didn't give him that disgusting feeling, and he couldn't bear this red line either.