The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

After three cock crows, Ning Xingruan opened his eyes, looked at the beams on the roof, and was in a trance.

he……

He is going to participate in the mountain god festival.

Suddenly, Ning Xingruan got up slowly and put on his clothes. He was going to the ancestral hall to bathe and change clothes, and then went up the mountain to worship the mountain god.

Ning Pingyang's voice came from outside the door, telling him to get up and eat quickly.

"I boiled red eggs for you, get up and eat."

Ning Xingruan responded, and sped up his actions. It is their custom to eat red eggs on his birthday. When his grandma was around, he would cook them for his birthday every year.

grandmother……

With excitement in his mind, he tied his shoelaces and looked up at the desk. There were two boxes on the desk, one was a birthday present from Chen Linbo and the others when he arrived, and the other was a wooden box from grandma.

That's right, his real birthday is today, not the day he came back. He only found out about it yesterday.

His head hurt a little, he sat on the bed, opened the box, looked at the few pieces of paper inside, the daze of just waking up passed, and he finally remembered what happened yesterday.

He looked at the things in the wooden box and went to Qingxuan... Qingxuan told him that he was indeed, as the suicide note left by his grandmother said, that his birth date had been engraved on the beam of the mountain temple since he was born. It was rebuilt, but the main girder was still not replaced.

That's why he encountered evil everywhere, and was bound in this village and couldn't get out.

There is nowhere to escape, unless the contract is released in the sacrificial ceremony.

Ning Xingruan asked why, Qingxuan stood in the ancestral hall, facing the direction of the mountain far away, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly: "Some people have done evil, and they are afraid, so they use more evil to suppress, but they don't know , just to lure wolves into the house and drink poison to quench thirst."

He looked at Ning Xingruan, with a soft voice and loving eyes: "You are really a poor boy, but when you are lucky, I will save you."

Ning Xingruan asked him why again, but Ning Xingruan couldn't remember what he said, but when he came back from the ancestral hall, he felt very at ease.

He sat in a daze, frowning, and always felt that something was wrong, as if he asked Qingxuan about something very important, but now he couldn't remember it at all.

There is only a relaxed body, and the spirit and body are light. The memory of the previous few days is covered with a layer of veil. When he recalls it again, it is like watching a few movies from the perspective of a bystander. The memory is very clear, but he No emotions about it.

Fear, anxiety, despair, all disappeared.

He... likes the current state very much.

It's just that this is abnormal, what is abnormal, he thought hard but couldn't think of it.

After washing up and eating red eggs, he opened the courtyard door, his eyes slightly widened.

One by one paper figurines stood along the base of the wall, looking around, the whole street was full of blue paper figurines, holding white lanterns in their hands, leaning their heads slightly against the wall, as if, To greet someone with a bow.

The sky was very dark, and the dark clouds were pressing down. Under the oppressive atmosphere, this scene made Ning Xingruan's hairs stand on end, and his skin got goosebumps.

Very penetrating.

Ning Pingyang sighed: "These things have been tied up in the village for several days. I thought they were going to be burnt in the grave, so why did they get on the road?"

Hearing that these paper figurines were made by hand, Ning Xingruan felt a little relieved.

After going out, he glanced at the next door, the courtyard door was closed tightly, and there was no sound in the courtyard.He turned around feeling a little lost, and followed his uncle towards the ancestral hall.

Mr. Yu... He seemed to have forgotten to look for Mr. Yu after he came back yesterday. How could he have forgotten?

He tapped his forehead twice, feeling a little annoyed.Mr. Yu's cold face appeared in his mind, and he suddenly had the urge to meet him, but he was afraid of disturbing his rest at this time.

Wait...in the afternoon, if you have time.

The paper figurines along the way were all in a welcoming posture. The two of them walked on the road and could not hear any sound except footsteps. Ning Xingruan lowered his head and didn't dare to look around. relieved.

There are many people standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall, all of them are elderly people in the village. The fourth grandfather and the third aunt I saw on the day of returning to the village are among them. They are all wearing blue shirts. Full of human likeness.

The strange feeling made Ning Xingruan stop subconsciously, he didn't dare to go forward.

Until Qingxuan walked over from the crowd, just like that day, he led him into the ancestral hall in front of everyone.

In the backyard, a strong scent of sandalwood filled the air. Ning Xingruan was brought into a room. The exquisite wooden barrel had been filled with clear warm water. The smell was emitted from the barrel of water. It was so fragrant, The water was surprisingly clear.

Feeling a little dizzy, Ning Xingruan asked Qingxuan to open the window, Qingxuan slightly opened the window, the cool wind came in, and the air was much fresher.

"Don't worry, I will watch outside the door." Qingxuan looked around him, walked out of the room slowly, and closed the door.

Ning Xingruan could see his motionless figure through the lattice on the door.

Quickly took off his clothes, the temperature of the water in the bucket was just right, Ning Xingruan entered the wooden bucket, the warm water wrapped his whole body, he squinted his eyes, his body gradually relaxed.

He took a towel and wiped his body carefully. His head felt a little hot from the heat. His thoughts were flying, and he even thought that if there was something wrong with the water, he would have allergies or rashes after washing, he should go to the village for reimbursement of medical expenses. ……

In the groggy state, after an unknown amount of time, Qingxuan knocked on the door, and Ning Xingruan woke up slightly, knowing that it was time to come out.

After drying his body, he opened the door in his bathrobe, and Qingxuan was holding the suit in his hand.

His eyes flicked over Ning Xingruan's fair shoulders, and he took a deep look at Ning Xingruan before going in with his clothes in hand, and closed the door.

"I can wear it myself..." Ning Xingruan was a little embarrassed, but Qingxuan didn't pay attention to his words, but took a clean towel, motioned Ning Xingruan to sit on the stool, and then wiped it for him carefully hair.

The bathrobe was off, Ning Xingruan turned his back to Qingxuan, his whole body was tense, he picked up his trousers nervously and put them on before he relaxed a little.

He always felt that there was a scorching gaze falling on him from behind...

Why do you have to watch him get dressed? It's so embarrassing.

The red clothes were put on him one by one, and Qingxuan still helped to fasten the last coat.

Both of them were silent, Ning Xingruan was not used to Qingxuan's changes, but for some reason, such Qingxuan gave him a little more peace of mind.

After getting dressed, Ning Xingruan followed Qingxuan to another room, sat on the futon and waited.

Music was played outside, suona, sheng, erhu, the tunes were weird, Ning Xingruan listened quietly, and slowly realized that it was very similar to the tunes that Fourth Grandpa and the others sang the night he came back.

The music didn't stop, Qingxuan brought food over at noon, very light porridge and vegetables, Ning Xingruan ate.

He was a little groggy all day long, always in a strange state, and at dusk in the afternoon, he was led out of the ancestral hall by Qingxuan.

There was a sliding pole at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Ning Xingruan was stunned for a moment, until he was led to sit on it, and four people lifted him up, then he looked at Qingxuan with some discomfort.

Qingxuan walked beside him, smiled for some reason, then reached out and patted the back of his hand hanging on the side, signaling him to feel relieved.

The firecrackers sounded, and the music became louder. A group of people walked around the village and walked towards the back mountain.

After crossing the bridge and walking on the steps, Ning Xingruan was frightened, afraid that he would fall.

He was carried all the way to the mountain temple, and he got off the chair. Those people watched him go in, and they all went down the mountain.

Only Qingxuan and Ning Xingruan remained.

He looked at Qingxuan and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Ning Xingruan endured the strange feeling and sat down beside the futon on the east side of the temple.

"Don't be afraid, I will be here with you." Qingxuan looked at him and said softly.

Ning Xingruan lowered his head, playing with the tassels on his belt.

Keeping the temple, you have to keep it until tomorrow morning, right?

Then he will continue to guard after the sacrifice, and then go to the ancestral hall for two days.

It seems that he will not be able to visit Mr. Yu for several days.

The sky was getting dark and no one was delivering food at night. Strangely, Ning Xingruan didn't feel hungry after only drinking a bowl of porridge at noon.

At night, Qingxuan sat cross-legged on the futon at the edge: "Come here, take a rest, it will be over soon."

Ning Xingruan hesitated for a moment, the mountain wind was howling outside, making a sound like someone crying, he was a little scared.Slowly moving over, the two sat together, the scarlet robes and the blue Taoist robes were scattered, and the corners of the clothes touched each other.

Ning Xingruan thought he would keep watch all night, but unexpectedly there was a noise outside in the middle of the night, and someone opened the door and came in. It was an old man from the village and those Taoist priests.

He didn't take his mobile phone, but he felt that it should be twelve o'clock in the morning, and it was the second day.

Including Qingxuan, a total of five priests came to the village, and they are all here now.

After the old people came in, they stood in two rows skillfully, and Ning Xingruan was pulled to stand in front of the altar.

The candlelight was dim, and the dark red handwriting on the black tablet looked a bit weird under the light. Ning Xingruan looked at the tablet, and his heart suddenly jumped, and the inexplicable fear made him sweat quickly on his forehead.

very scary……

There was a roar in my ears, and the surroundings gradually became real.

As the gong sounded, Ning Xingruan watched the movements of the Taoist priests and subconsciously followed them.

He broke out in cold sweat every time he moved, it seemed that there was a big hole in his body, and the icy wind was blowing out from the hole, he was so cold and hurt...

Finally finished the action, three sticks of incense were delivered to his hands, he took them and inserted them into the incense burner, his hands began to tremble slightly.He doesn't want to be here anymore, it's so uncomfortable, he wants to go home.

Someone put a piece of paper on the altar, and the densely packed words on the old and yellowed page made him dizzy.

"Handprint." A clear voice rang in his ears, Ning Xingruan turned his head slightly in doubt, for some reason, he couldn't see the face of this person clearly.

Just looking at the figure and the loose long hair, it looks familiar...

He was wearing a bright red robe embroidered with black and gold threads.

It's very similar to his clothes.

The man took his hand, Ning Xingruan did not resist, he obediently pressed his fingerprint on the paper in a daze.