Chapter 285: No coincidences

Those who have watched ghost movies know that in the movies, after a female ghost fulfills her wish, she will tearfully tell the male protagonist that she wants to reincarnate. Then, when she sees a pregnant woman, she will slip into her belly. Then the pregnant woman's belly will churn and the baby will be born!

In the final analysis, this is completely a TV drama that harms people. The Yama Palace is not her family's business. If reincarnation is really that easy, what can it be? Why did those wild monsters practice for thousands of years just to cultivate a human body?

But even if a fierce ghost really robbed the fetus of the soul, in the end, he would have to pay for the sins he committed, and he would not live more than seven days at most, because the first seven days can be the night of the soul returning, and the ghost will definitely take him to receive punishment. The fierce ghost can either run away or be caught. There are only two ways to go.

The two imagined "landlord clothes" and "civilized stick" written in the previous article are ghosts who are rushing to reincarnate. Among them, the landlord was a wild ghost who could not be reincarnated, so he wanted to catch me as a scapegoat. The civilized stick had been allowed to reincarnate, but because of my accident, the two of us bumped into each other on the way to reincarnation, so the reincarnation time of the civilized stick was delayed, so that he could not be reincarnated in the end. It can be said that the underworld is a huge bureaucratic system, but outside the bureaucracy, there must be some ghosts who do not abide by the law, and the baby behind this door is the one.

I think it is possible that the ghost king knew that I was coming to get rid of it, so he immediately drilled into the pregnant woman's body and took away the baby's body, but even so, the ghost king would not live too long and would be arrested by the underworld, mainly because the sitting soul that was squeezed away would go to the land temple to complain, and the things that happened here to the land god were reported to the underworld. After seven days, there would naturally be a ghost messenger to arrest him.

Therefore, sometimes there are tragedies of babies dying for no reason in this world. In addition to accidents of fate, there are also tragedies caused by evil ghosts forcibly taking away the fetus.

[It must be a powerful ghost. Ordinary ghosts cannot defeat the guardian deity of pregnant women. The evil ghost took the fetus to avoid being caught by the ghost. After escaping, it immediately escaped from the baby's body and hid in a dark corner to practice again. ]

I saw that it wanted to rely on the cause and effect relationship to threaten me, so that I would not dare to touch it, but also save its life. But he miscalculated one thing, that is, I have become a dragon, and there is no cause and effect in the world, so his wishful thinking is actually useless.

But when I thought that I had just solved a tragedy and was about to personally direct another tragedy, I must still feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, suddenly, the door opened.

The other party looked at me blankly at first, then said excitedly: "I have a son, the third one, finally a son! Brother, what are you doing at my door? Do you have a phone? Lend it to me, I'm out of credit."

I handed him the phone, and he took out an old Nokia, tremblingly pointed at the phone book, found a number and dialed it with my phone. After a while, he said: "Hello, it's me, Doctor Ma, yes, I'm Lao Zhang, yes, my wife gave birth, at home, haha, it's a big boy, come and help me, don't you have to take that shrinking shot? Palace needle? I won't go to the hospital, it's too expensive. "

I heard him say a lot of good things on the phone, and then handed me the phone: "Thank you, brother, I can see you are my lucky star. If you weren't at the door, I would have to borrow someone else's phone because my phone was out of credit, which wasted time."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of me, he is quite tall, with big joints, big hands and feet, and his face is very dark from the sun, especially the right shoulder has calluses. When he held me with both hands, I felt very strong, but the palm was as hard as a dead tree stick. Therefore, I concluded that this person was poor and humble, either a porter or a rickshaw driver.

I asked him: "Are the mother and child safe?"

"Safe, safe, both mother and child are safe. It's really God's blessing. My wife had no problems giving birth to a child. She gave me a big fat boy directly. This time I even saved the cost of going to the hospital for surgery." The middle-aged man was still excited.

I looked around the man's house. To be honest, I finally understood what it meant to be penniless. There was nothing in the house except for some paper shells and plastic bottles. Two little girls, one big and one small, stood at the door. They were wearing clothes that looked like adult winter shirts cut into vests and pants.

The older girl was less than five years old, and the younger girl was only two or three years old. The older one held the younger one's hand and stood at the door looking at us.

The middle-aged man turned around and said to the two girls unhappily, "Close the door quickly. Your brother has just been born. Don't catch a cold. And the older girl, go get your mother a glass of water. Boil the two eggs in our house for your mother to nourish her body."

The series of instructions made me feel that it was indeed difficult for a five or six-year-old child to understand, but the children of the poor had to take charge of the family early, and the little girl actually behaved as if it was natural.

I said, "Brother, the child is so young, how can he do it? Don't burn yourself when you are fiddling with fire." He waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, you have to learn to work from a young age. If you say that girls are money-losing goods, our sons are our own. You don't know, brother, I gave birth to two girls, and was forced by the village to flee from my hometown in Shandong. Because of these two children, my land was confiscated, the money was fined, and my house was raided. Damn it, so the girl is indeed a money-losing thing." The middle-aged man seemed very angry and said, "But it's ours anyway. The child of a man cannot be thrown away. He can only be supported by his parents. Fortunately, he can still help me with some work. Otherwise, I would be very tired from working all day. His mother has to take care of the child. She is the eldest in the family. If she doesn't help with the housework, who will do it? "

I handed him a cigarette and we started chatting. He was quite honest and explained everything clearly without me asking. In fact, this is the old idea. In many rural areas of China, even if they are fined to bankruptcy, they still want to give birth to a son to pass on their family, but daughters are like they are not their own.

But despite this, the couple still want to have a child! When they were pregnant with this son, the family was chased by the village committee to have an induced abortion. They were forced to go outside the customs and finally fled to Shenyang to escape the storm.

The middle-aged man is called Zhang Dali, a laborer unloading goods on Wuai Street. He can earn about 200 yuan a day if he catches a good job, but if it rains or is cloudy, he often doesn't make a penny. It will be a problem for his children to register their household registration in the future. After all, the fine is not a small amount. But he doesn't care. He said that as long as it is a boy, it doesn't matter. He also said that he only has primary school education, so he didn't starve to death.

There must be something hateful about pitiful people. I sighed, put out the cigarette butt, and said, "To be honest with you, brother, I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan. I happened to come here and felt that there was something strange here, so I came to see it. I didn't expect that your family gave birth to a child. If you don't believe it, you can see it." As I said that, I pointed to the talisman I posted on the door. Since I came here, I had to confirm whether this evil ghost had taken the fetus.

Rural people tend to believe in ghosts and legends. After seeing me show the Taoist magic weapon, he immediately worshipped me and asked me tentatively if his child would have a great future.

Looking at the expectant look, I also understand what a son means to this family. To be honest, I am a little unsure whether to care or not, after all, it was because of me that it was forced to reincarnate.

"Let's go in and take a look first." I said.

Zhang Dali quickly opened the door for me. As soon as I entered the small house, the whole house was full of fishy smell. His eldest daughter stepped on a plastic stool and stared at the boiled eggs. The little girl sat on the ground and played with tattered paper shells. This family is really too poor!

Turning into the bedroom, there were dirty and messy sheets piled in the corner. They should have cleaned them up just now. Zhang Dali told his wife that I was a Taoist priest passing by, and his wife wanted to get up to greet me. I hurriedly stopped him and went over to take a look at the child. I found that the baby's skin was wrinkled and he kept crying until I took out the baby's hand. The baby stopped crying immediately. There were two bright red birthmarks on his palm. I thought it was probably left by him when he drove away the "sitting soul".

Now it is certain that he is the child of the evil ghost who took over my fetus. The baby stared at me with hazy eyes, and his mouth was slightly open, as if provoking me. He thought that I would not dare to kill him because of karma, and I would have to save him. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Zhang Dali and his wife were very excited. They thought that their child was the reincarnation of a god, and that they were destined to be with me. They started laughing as soon as they saw me.

"Master, if you think you have a destiny with the child, please give him a name." Zhang Dali said politely.

I felt that I should follow the will of heaven. Although it was not easy for Zhang Dali, he did ask for it. The reincarnation of an evil ghost would be a ghost who would take his life even if he grew up.

After confirming that the child was the reincarnation of an evil spirit, I sighed and said truthfully: "This child will not live long, you should be prepared."

After listening to me, Zhang Dali was furious at first, and then when he saw that I was leaving without taking a penny, he panicked and chased me out, holding me and crying: "Master, I beg you, I, Zhang Dali, only have this one son, I kneel down and kowtow to you, please have mercy and save her, and my ancestors also have Taoist priests, please help me, when I gave birth to my second child, the doctor said that my wife could no longer have children, this Children are miracles. You must let my son live and let him leave a legacy for my Zhang family in the future. Otherwise, our Zhang family will be extinct. "

He was very strong. He almost carried me back to the house. Zhang Dali closed the door and found an old black-and-white photo for me among a pile of rubbish. He pointed at the photo and said, "Look, I am the photo left by my ancestor's third grandfather. Look, he is really a Taoist priest."

In fact, I didn't feel anything when I took the photo, but when I looked at it carefully, I was dumbfounded. The Taoist priest was holding a book in his hand and crossed his legs. The black-and-white photo was very clear. The three words "Feng Shui Zhai" appeared in my sight. Although the last word was blocked, it was indeed my book!

Oh my God, it was Feng Shui Zhai Zhi, and this Taoist priest! I couldn't imagine it. Although I had never seen what Old Zhang looked like, I had heard from my grandfather that he was not tall, had a hunchback, had a goatee, and always had a smiling face. These characteristics were all true.

Could it be that there really was such a coincidence in the world? Our family owed Old Zhang too much, and God wanted me to intervene in this matter?

I suppressed my inner shock and asked slowly: "Is this your third grandfather? What's his name?"