The wooden cart drove smoothly towards the countryside. The lantern of the black pot had been extinguished long ago. Chen Shi took it and put it in the front of the cart. The grandfather and grandson sat in the cart.
Go up, body swaying with the car.
"Grandpa doesn't have many friends, these are the only ones near Qianyang Mountain."
Grandpa said, "There are two friends near Huangshi Mountain. One is a monument carver named Du Yiran. He is doing evil things in Huangshi Mountain.
If you have something you can't solve or someone you can't kill, you can go to him.
It’s not difficult to find him. There are tombstones everywhere where he lives. He specializes in carving tombstones for others.”
Chen Shi was stunned.
Grandpa's third friend turned out to be evil too.
Grandpa continued: "I also have a friend, a beekeeper named A Zhuo, who lives in the Danan Lake area and keeps bees there."
Chen Shi looked hopeful. This beekeeper, Ah Zhuo, must be alive.
"He must have also become an evil spirit!"
Grandpa was a little unsure, and said: "He is an evil spirit. We haven't seen him for many years. He has probably been contaminated by evil spirits... However, Ah Zhuo is very loyal. If you have any difficulties, tell him that you are Chen Yindu's grandson." , he will definitely risk his life to help."
He paused and said: "There are also Prince Xiao, Granny Sha, Jin Hongying and Li Jindou. Although the four of them are not grandpa's friends, they all owe grandpa a big favor after this magical change. After grandpa left, , if you are in trouble, they will definitely not ignore you."
Chen Shi was stunned, looking at the young man in black in the field in the distance, and suddenly said: "Grandpa, if my illness is not good, why not just let me die and go to the underworld with grandpa. I have nothing else in the world. My dear, when I get to the underworld, I can take care of grandpa."
Grandpa was silent for a long time.
This grandson is so sensible that it makes him feel bad to be so sensible.
Chen Shi looked up and saw his grandfather wiping away tears.
"Silly boy, you still have your parents!"
Grandpa stretched out his rough big hand, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Chen Tang will take care of you after I leave."
"I don't know him!"
Chen Shi lowered his head and said, "I have never seen him."
Chen Tang was just a stranger to him.
Grandpa is his only relative in this world.
Grandpa was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Xiao Shi, don't worry, grandpa will try his best to let you live. No one in this world can pass away my grandson, Chen Yindu, even if he is the king of hell in the underworld. .”
A sense of anger rose in his chest.
It was the King of Hell, so he went to the Palace of the King of Hell.
If it is an evil god, he will kill the evil god.
At this time, the green oil-paper umbrella gave off a burnt smell, as if it was difficult to suppress his anger.
The black-clad Xuanshan Mountain in the distance suddenly came closer, and the green umbrella stopped burning.
These days, Xuanshan has been helping him suppress his demonic nature.
They returned to life safely, and the two children, Chen Shi and Li Tianqing, were busy boiling medicine for the four injured.
The so-called magic pills are actually divided into four types.
The first one is made by simmering different medicinal materials over a slow fire, boiling until the water is gone, and the remaining greasy substance is rolled into pills, which is the elixir.
The second method is to grind medicinal materials into powder, add refined honey and knead them into pills.
The third method is to use one's own true fire to activate the furnace cauldron, put different medicinal stones into it, called the Five Golden Eight Stones, supplemented with medicinal materials, and refine the golden elixir, which is called the external elixir.
The fourth method is to use one's own true fire as the flame, one's own true water as the tempering, the upper, middle and lower Dantian as the cauldron, and the spirit of Qi and blood as the medicine stone to refine the golden elixir, which is the inner elixir.
Both inner elixirs and outer elixirs are great medicines and are essential for cultivating the Nascent Soul.
But the easiest thing to obtain and refine is the decoction. Firstly, it can be made into a medicine quickly, and secondly, it can be effective quickly.
The four sick children now rely on decoctions and medicines to survive. Fortunately, Grandpa's superb medical skills prevented them from dying.
"How can I repay my life-saving grace?" Jin Hongying whispered: "It would be better if I had no conscience."
The other three were convinced.
It is precisely because you have a conscience that you have to take responsibility.
Without conscience, there is no need to take responsibility.
Chen Shi went out to worship his godmother. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Xuanshan in black standing under the tree at the door.
Xuanshan is getting closer and closer to his grandfather.
Xuanshan, dressed in black, nodded slightly to him, making Chen Shi feel uneasy.
At this time, grandpa came from behind and said, "Xiao Shi, I will go with you to see your godmother."
Chen actually said yes.
The grandfather and grandson walked towards the outside of the village.
When they arrived at Huangtugang outside the village, they saw Xuanshan in black appearing at the Yudai River not far away, still looking at them.
Chen Shi came to the old willow tree, offered incense to the godmother of the stone tablet, and said in a low voice: "Godmother, please bless my grandpa to be healthy, safe, free from all diseases, and immortal."
Grandpa smiled and said: "Silly boy, how can anyone be immortal?"
When Chen Shi finished paying homage, he came forward with a stick of incense in hand and silently recited: "Brother Tao, although I don't know your origin, but you are unpredictable, I must bless Xiao Shi to grow up safely!"
He still remembers the first time he came to Huangtugang. At that time, he was still a child, only six or seven years old.
Huangtugang at that time was almost the same as it is now, without any changes.
The moment he climbed up the mound and touched the stone tablet, suddenly a huge monument was erected, and the ancient temple was like the sky, surrounded by the smell of incense. That scene was something he would never forget.
But since then, he has never seen that strange sight again.
Later, when Chen Shi was in trouble, he knew that he couldn't deal with the cyan ghost hand, so he came up with the idea of ​​​​letting Chen Shi worship the stone tablet as his godmother.
But after so long, Chen Shi worshiped his godmother countless times, but he still received no response from the stone tablet, which made him a little disappointed.
This time he came with Chen Shi just to see if there was any response from the stone tablet.
However, after the incense was burned, the stone tablet still did not respond.
"Did I see it wrong back then?"
Grandpa was a little disappointed and walked down the loess slope.
In the next few days, the injuries of Xiao Wangsun and others gradually recovered, but Li Jindou's legs could not come back for two days.
But the old man was quite tolerant and said with a smile: "When the injury is better, I will ask Tianqing to put me in a basket and carry me home."
These days, Xuanshan in black appears more and more frequently, which makes Chen Shi very anxious and wants to drive him away with a stick.
That night, Chen Shi went to bed after practicing the exercises and fell asleep. Suddenly, he saw his grandfather coming from the darkness and shaking him.
Chen Shi opened his eyes drowsily and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"
Grandpa sat beside his bed and said with a smile: "Xiao Shi, grandpa is leaving. Come and tell you."
Chen Shi wondered: "Where is grandpa going?"
"Grandpa can't delay any longer. He has to go to the underworld. I have stayed in the world for too long. If I don't leave, I will become an evil spirit. I can't harm you!"
Grandpa smiled and said: "We, our grandchildren, have to separate today. Xiao Shi, you have to take care of yourself!"
He touched Chen Shi's head and stood up.
"Grandpa, please don't leave, okay?"
Chen Shi panicked, started crying, and grabbed the old man's hand.
"Grandpa, don't leave. Grandpa, don't leave me alone. I'm afraid of being alone!"
He rolled down from the bed, grabbed the old man's hand, and cried: "Grandpa, don't leave me behind. I'm afraid. Grandpa, where will you take me with you? Grandpa, you are my only relative."
The old man broke free from his hand at some point and walked into the darkness, as if there was light shining on the old man.
Grandpa turned around, smiled and waved to him.
"Grandpa, don't leave!"
Chen Shi cried and ran over to chase the old man. He cried very sadly. As he ran in the dark, his eyes were blurry with tears and his body was shaking from crying.
"Grandpa, take me with you. Don't leave me behind. Grandpa, don't leave me behind."
He chased his grandfather, but the old man walked farther and farther in the darkness, and gradually seemed to turn into a point of light.
"Grandpa, don't leave me. Take me with you. Don't leave me alone."
He cried loudly, as helpless as a child.
"Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi, wake up quickly!"
Grandma Sha's voice came to my ears.
Chen Shi opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the bed and had not walked into the darkness.
Grandma Sha was standing by the window, pushing her arm.
Chen Shi was in a daze, the quilt was cold and wet with his tears.
Is it a dream?
Chen Shi suddenly felt relaxed. Fortunately, it was just a dream.
He is too worried about grandpa these days.
The appearance of Xuanshan in black always gave him a bad feeling.
"Mother-in-law, what's the matter?"
Chen Shi asked.
Granny Sha hesitated for a moment and said: "Xiao Shi, you have to calm down. Your grandfather is gone. He just left. Don't cry, kid. It's okay. It's okay, kid. It's okay...Child, come here. Send a message to your grandpa. It’s too dark in the underworld. Grab this lamp and light the way for your grandpa... My child, light it, light the road, so that he can walk more smoothly."
Chen Shi was holding a ram's horn heavenly lantern. The light was dim and penetrated the sun, illuminating the underworld.
Granny Sha was playing the King Wen drum, and the sound of the drum was rustling, accompanied by a thumping sound.
A vicissitudes of song sounded from her mouth and was passed to the underworld.
"Photo after photo, photo after photo, it illuminates the underworld. Souls of old and dead, walk slowly. Your loved ones will light the lamp to illuminate the road ahead. Be careful not to bite your legs or fall down."
Chen Shi illuminated the darkness, and the light dispersed the fog, frightening away the monsters hidden in the fog.
The old man walking in the mist seemed to have seen the light and turned back to look at him with a smile.
"Take a photo and feed me a photo, lighting up the Wangchuan River. The souls of the old and dead must beware. The Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge will make you forget your family ties after drinking it."
Chen Shi held the light and watched the old man walking away under the light.
"Take a photo and take a photo again, lighting up the Wangxiangtai. The dead souls who have died of old age should look back. The Wangxiangtai looks at their hometown. Children and grandchildren love each other and never forget each other."
"Cut open the earth to punish the hell; cut open the hell to redeem the true soul."
"Gold buys a thousand-year life, and fine silk redeems a ten-thousand-year soul."
"One soul returns, two souls return."
"Three souls and seven souls will return together."
"Yin Du returned home in the same year. He came back to Chengxiang to see his children and grandchildren."
The ram's horn heavenly lantern continued to shine forward, shining farther and farther, and the old man walked further and further, gradually entering the depths of the netherworld.
"Go slower, walk slower, Grandpa, walk slower. The light can't catch up with you."
He held the lamp and shined it for a long time, until the old man could no longer be seen.
He didn't know when it would dawn, nor when Prince Xiao, Grandma Sunsha, and the others had packed up the mourning hall.
He was confused and confused, as if he had lost his soul, and he held on tightly to the ram's horn celestial lantern and would not let go.
They dressed him in burlap and white clothes and a white hat, and arranged for him to stand vigil in front of the coffin all night.
Granny Sha and Li Tianqing persuaded him to eat, but he didn't want to eat at all.
The black pot came to lie down next to him. After a long time, he hugged the black pot and cried out.
"Just cry and it'll be fine. Just cry and it'll be fine!"
Granny Sha breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It will be fine if you cry."
Chen Shi holds the dog in his arms.
Black pot, from now on it will be just you and me, dependent on each other.
In the past few days, many people have come to express their condolences to Grandpa. Most of them were fellow villagers from all over the country, as well as Grandpa's friends and strangers whom Chen Shi didn't know.
At night, Chen Shi stood up unsteadily. He had not eaten well and slept well in the past few days, which made him extremely weak.
He staggered to his grandfather's room and found the Thousand Miles Telephone Symbol drawn by his grandfather from the drawer.
The talisman burned in the air, and the flames were faint and mysterious.
After a moment, a middle-aged man's voice came from the flames: "Dad, I told you, I won't go back this year. I'm very busy, really busy..."
Chen Shi moved the corner of his mouth, mustered up his courage, and finally interrupted the man opposite him from complaining, "Are you my father, Chen Tang? I am Chen Shi, and my grandfather is gone!"
Chapter completed!