Twilight Boundary

"Auntie was looking for a little angel, and she chose this one..."

Hu Ma had been watching Agu Zhang's words and deeds since she set off, and her heart was full of curiosity. Now she couldn't help but ask:

"…chic?"

"I originally thought that if there were many ghost walkers, the more obedient ones would be chosen."

"..."

He remembered hearing from Yang Gong that there were many little messengers in the Red Lantern Lady Guild. Some could move money, some could bring news, some could detect bad luck, and some could pray for blessings and prevent disasters for their masters.

Of course, there is also the one raised by Yang Gong that can only speak auspicious words, and the one he owns, Little Hongtang, can do everything...

But what’s going on with Agu Zhang’s one?

If you call it smart, all the brains are gone. If you call it smart, the paper man's head can be lost at any time, and it doesn't look very smart.

Is it scary?

Aunt Zhang came back after burning incense, took out a piece of cake from the bag, held it in both hands and ate it slowly. When Hu Ma asked, she said, "If I don't pick it, it will be eaten by the big ghost, but I think the shopkeeper also has it." One, it looks quite cute..."

Hu Ma also turned around and took a look, only to see Xiao Hongtang squatting aside curiously, looking at the headless kid.

Aunt Zhang sits in an honest posture, and so does this headless kid.

He just squatted next to the incense that Aunt Zhang lit, and kept inhaling the wisps of aroma.

Xiao Hongtang next to her took a stick and poked it, but it didn't respond.

"The one I raised is just an heirloom."

Hu Ma was full of pride when talking about Xiao Hongtang, and said: "My mother-in-law passed it on to me. In fact, my mother-in-law was also a ghost walker, but she died early and didn't have time to teach me."

"It can be seen that your little angel has not suffered any hardships and has developed a spiritual spirit."

Agu Zhang nodded and said, "But not every little angel is so lucky. Their lives are not that good."

Hu Ma was slightly startled: "How do you say this?"

"Raising little angels and ghosts was originally started by ghost walkers, and was later learned by people from various sects."

Aunt Zhang said: "The reason why the wandering ghosts raised little angels in the first place is because they are pitiful."

"As my mother said, I don't know when it started. There is a saying that the underworld is closed. Anyway, there are more evil spirits in this world."

"When there are too many evil spirits, it's not just strangers who suffer, but also these little devils."

"They are pitiful. They have not enjoyed the blessings of the human world for a few days. After death, they cannot enter the underworld or reincarnation. Even if they are floating in the night, they are bullied by big ghosts, and some are eaten by other evil spirits."

"It is said that it is because of this that the wandering ghosts take some pitiful little ghosts with them, raise them, and feed them some incense."

"As time goes by, some spirituality can be born, helping to run errands and do some things. If there are more little angels, some people will discover the benefits of the little angels. They are obedient, easy to coax, and can do things. , and diligent.”

"Because there is such a source, now when raising little angels and ghosts, they usually choose little ghosts."

"Of course, there are also dedicated recruiters to support them."

"..."

As she spoke, she looked at Hu Ma with some curiosity: "Why didn't I see you lighting incense? What does the little angel eat?"

Hu Ma didn't know how to explain it for a moment...

...Our little angel doesn't even care about green food anymore, let alone being fragrant. He only wants to eat blood food?

"It's been a hard day, Auntie."

He gained knowledge and became polite. He took out the water bag and dried meat, handed them to her and said, "You eat these."

"Need not."

Aunt Zhang said: "I baked a few kilograms of cakes last night and took them with me, but I haven't finished them yet."

"Then let's eat alternately, and I'll try Agu's pancakes too."

Hu Ma still smiled and took away half of the cake from the other person's hand, and then gave her the buns and dried meat. Now that the buns were a little cold, they could be grilled and eaten.

Of course, it's not a big problem even if you eat cold food. The ghosts who often travel around and the old-timers who have practiced the five internal organs have weak stomachs. Even the housekeeper Zhou who is guarding here with them is also from the magic family. Jianghu.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the flax, Aunt Zhang had no choice but to take it. After eating some dried meat, she was obviously a little surprised.

But she didn't exaggerate, she just thanked Hu Ma gently.

At night, they stayed beside the carriage and fell asleep, surrounded by branches planted by Aunt Zhang and the incense array she burned. After all, it was the first day that Hu Ma came out, so he didn't dare to sleep peacefully. The sword was always by his side.

But after a while, there was really no evil spirit coming over, which was a bit miraculous.

Usually when people walk at night, they are prone to encounter evil spirits, especially when they come out with coffins, they are more likely to encounter evil spirits.

When they got up the next day, everyone shared some food, relieved themselves, and prepared to set off.

After harnessing the donkey, I turned around and saw that Aunt Zhang had pulled out the branches, destroyed the "yang house", and burned some paper money on the spot.

Holding incense in hand, I prayed specially while burning it.

Hu Ma waited for her to finish, came to the car, and then asked curiously: "Auntie burned incense yesterday to ward off evil spirits. We understand, but we are leaving today, who should we burn it to?"

"..."

Aunt Zhang said: "To the friends around here, thank them for not disturbing us last night!"

Hu Ma asked curiously: "Does etiquette need to be so thorough?"

"What would happen if I left without burning?"

"..."

"It's probably okay if you don't have a fever..."

Aunt Zhang's dark red face showed some doubts, and said: "But these are all rules. This is what my mother taught me at the beginning, and the ghost walkers I met later also taught me this way. Anyway, whatever method works, just What method should be used?"

When Hu Ma was haunted in Tsing Yi earlier, she was curious about some questions and took the opportunity to ask: "The ghosts seem to follow the rules?"

"No matter whether you are a ghost or not, no matter which sect you belong to, you must follow the rules..."

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang looked at Hu Ma in surprise and said, "Without rules, there is no way to do things. Anyway, when I usually help people get rid of evil spirits, I have to follow the rules first."

"Listen to my advice, pull it with you, and it will go away. If you want to light incense or sacrifice, I will give it to others and leave."

"It's not easy for everyone. Just stick to the rules and just talk about anything if you have something to do. No one will be in trouble."

"..."

Hu Ma said: "What if the living person obeys the rules, but the enemy does not?"

Agu Zhang glanced at Hu Ma and said, "When you encounter someone who doesn't obey the rules, you have to know how to deal with it."

"If you can't cure it, you can't be a ghost."

"...

"So, this rule...is for better communication?"

Hu Ma vaguely understood.

Since communication is the main focus, of course there must be rules in place to facilitate communication.

With dusk as the boundary, what comes out in broad daylight is unruly, and when it comes to being reasonable, it is unreasonable.

Yin and yang are divided into two parts, so evil spirits would not dare to intrude on living people, and living people should certainly not be disrespectful to ghosts and gods.

If the speaker takes a step back, both parties will be fine.

Of course, this is just the most basic. Maybe the ghosts have some rules when making offerings on the altar. For example, when making offerings, they must be merciful, and they must do things after collecting things.

But rules require strength to maintain. Where does the ghost man's strength come from?

I haven’t thought about it enough for the moment, but I’m not in a hurry.

For a moment, I felt that I had found the right ghost walker this time, especially the unattractive Aunt Zhang, who seemed to be a ghost walker inherited from the family. She was knowledgeable and honest. She was not wary of herself and asked questions. told myself.

Setting off again, the group followed the main road, walking day and night, heading straight to Anzhou to find their way.

To be honest, traveling these days is hard work, and even if you are willing to spend money, you may not always find a comfortable place.

Sometimes I can't find accommodation and need to stay in a wild hotel or stay in a village.

It would be good to have a basin of hot water to wash your feet at night.

In particular, Aunt Zhang is an extremely pious and honest person. She moves, sits and lies in a very orderly manner, and everyone respects her as a supporter of spirits. All the rules are obeyed by her, which makes it even more difficult.

Looking at her many actions along the way, some Hu Ma thought she was reasonable, while others thought she was actually pedantic or even dull, but they all listened.

In my heart, I only advised myself that I came out this time to gain knowledge and learn something, so I was a little bit tired and tired, but I didn’t say anything.

Until this day, because it suddenly rained at noon, the donkey cart got stuck in the mud. Hu Ma helped lift it up several times. Although the rain stopped, it still delayed the trip and failed to make it to the third day. Go and stay near a village ten miles away.

With no choice, the group of people could only find a sunken stone depression to rest among the cliffs beside the forest.

It was not easy to get wet firewood and the sky was gloomy. It took a long time to light a small fire and roast clothes and dry food to eat. This rocky depression is not big, so I don’t want to use the dry area, and I have to give it to the donkey first. Others Everyone only occupied a corner and were huddled together, so naturally it would not be very comfortable.

But after a day of exhaustion, being heated by the fire, and eating some hot dry food, I was still sleepy and fell asleep quickly.

Since setting off, Hu Ma has been vigilant at night, sleeping until midnight and suddenly waking up.

Inexplicably, I felt a gust of cold wind blowing on my face, and I subconsciously wanted to touch the knife.

But suddenly he felt a hand pressing his arm, and Agu Zhang whispered: "Don't move..."

Hu Ma reacted quickly, stopped immediately and looked outside.

It was late at night, and there were no stars or moon. Hu Ma hadn't trained his eyes yet, so he couldn't see clearly. He only felt that everything was dark and wintery around him. Looking from a distance, he saw two lights floating out of the deep forest ahead.

Looking closely, he saw two maids holding lanterns and combing their hair.

They came to the outside of the forest lightly, walked around in circles, and whispered: "Are there any passing guests?"

"It's cold outside, why don't you come with us to the village to have a rest and have a bowl of hot soup?"

"..."

As they spoke, they turned around in a circle and went back with the lantern. Just when Hu Ma was about to speak, Agu Zhang's hand was still holding his arm. As expected, after a while, the two maids came out again. woods.

When I looked at it again this time, I saw that it had turned into a paper man, but it was still floating upright. It held the lantern and turned around, saying in a dull voice:

"There are passing guests..."

"It's cold outside, why don't you come with us to the village to have a rest and have a bowl of hot soup?"