"I've heard before that if you have a peach tree branch growing in the southeast, facing the sun, it might be helpful. But what can I do? It's late at night, and the peach branch should be broken off at noon."
Gigi Lai murmured.
Then she raised her voice to the air:
"No matter who you are, whether you're just passing by or from the Shen family or my Li family, stop bothering the children! They're too young, separated by the Yin and Yang, and the human and the ghost have different paths. If you keep making them cry, I'll find someone to take them all away tomorrow!"
Coincidentally, after she finished speaking, the child's crying voice suddenly weakened and turned into whimpering and sobbing.
Everyone in the room looked at each other, feeling their hair stand on end!
Damn! They say that thing doesn't exist? Who would believe it!?
But the child stopped crying and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The good times didn't last long. Less than twenty minutes later, everyone was preparing to go back to their rooms to rest.
The two children, one after the other, began to cry loudly.
"I do have a method that works quite well in our hometown, but I don't know if it works now. Have you heard of rubbing pendants?" Aunt Liu said in a low voice.
Shen Ping had been driven aside by Gigi Lai and was not allowed to speak anymore.
"I think I've heard of Youzhui. Does it mean the same thing? My colleague once said in the office that her child, who was several years old, would cry and say he was scared. She told him her mother-in-law gave him Youzhui, and he was fine."
"Yes, yes, that's the same idea. How about we give it a try?" Aunt Liu didn't want to talk about superstitions, but she felt really bad for the child crying.
"Aunt Liu, can you do this? Could you please help the child?"
Shen Qingli had recovered by now. So what if it was the original owner? She hadn't come here on her own initiative, nor had she decided to do so. She hadn't done anything to offend the original owner, and she hadn't killed him.
After she figured it out, she was no longer so scared. Instead, she felt sad because of the child's crying.
Aunt Liu nodded and said, "We need to prepare a small piece of soil from the stove, a black line and a white line."
Gigi Lai took two rolls of thread from the drawer, walked over and poked Shen Ping: “Go get a piece of earth from the earthen stove.”
Shen Ping sighed deeply and walked out the door. He had no choice but to do what his wife said. The two children were crying so hard that it was heartbreaking. Their little faces were flushed. They didn't eat or sleep.
"Come on, let's take the baby to the kitchen."
Aunt Liu handed the child to Shen Qingli and walked out first. Shen Qingli followed closely behind Gigi Lai. Although he said he was not afraid, he still felt a little uneasy.
Aunt Liu went to the kitchen, tied the soil to the string first, tied chopsticks to the other end of the string, filled half a bowl with water and placed it in front of the stove, and used black and white strings to make a "cross" at night.
The child was still crying, and Shen Qingli couldn't help but hold him tighter in his arms. Gently coaxing and rocking him was of no use.
"Old Kitchen God, you should eat first if there is food, and you should know first if there is something wrong. Meng Lian and Meng Xihe are two little kids, crying non-stop, refusing to eat or sleep. Please check if there is anything teasing the children or scaring them."
From the moment Aunt Liu started talking, Shen Qingli and Li Zi's goose bumps continued to spread. They looked at each other. Li Zi, holding the child, pointed to the top of her head and whispered in a low voice, "My scalp is numb."
Shen Qingli smiled bitterly: "Me too."
My scalp is really tingling. I don’t know if it’s because the atmosphere is set just right, or if there really is something bad going on.
I saw Aunt Liu holding chopsticks in the air, and the hanging piece of soil was suspended in the middle above the bowl.
Aunt Liu started talking again: "Male yang spirits walk on the black road, while female yin spirits walk on the white road. Temple gods or wild spirits walk in circles."
Shen Qingming saw clearly that Aunt Liu's hand holding the chopsticks did not move at all, but the piece of soil that had been motionless suddenly moved, and under the horrified gaze of several people, it moved back and forth along the white line.
Aunt Liu took a deep breath and said, "Are you from the Meng family or the Shen family? The Meng family takes the white road, and the Shen family takes the dark road."
I saw that the soil no longer moved back and forth along the white line, but quickly moved to the black line.
"Which women in your Shen family have passed away?" Aunt Liu turned around and asked Gigi Lai who was holding the child and Shen Ping who was standing not far away.
"It seems that the Shen family doesn't have any?"
Gigi Lai was almost crying, she was scared and didn't know who it was.
Shen Qingli didn't dare to speak at all. She felt numb and had goose bumps all over her body from her scalp to her arms, back, legs and feet.
It can’t really be the original owner!
Oh my god! Are you kidding me?!
"Is Qingqing too milky?"
"If you are Shen Qingli's great-grandmother, then walk in a circle. If you are not, then stop and don't move."
Then it really stopped moving gradually.
"That's not allowed. How could there be such a person in our family?" Shen Ping still didn't believe it.
Aunt Liu asked again: "If it's the Shen family, then continue to fall and spin away."
The clod began to swirl again.
"Stop if you want money."
Didn't stop, it seems not for money.
"Oh! I really can't figure out who it is!"
The child was still crying. Gigi Lai shouted angrily:
"I don't care who you are, from the Shen family, the Meng family, or just a wandering ghost, you'd better leave quickly and leave my house!
If you make trouble for two more children, I'll find a peach branch to whip you tomorrow. Why are you making trouble for the children? I'm telling you, take good care of my children, or I'll find someone to take you in!
Shen Qingli gently pulled her aside. If this was really the original owner, wouldn't she be upset to death if her own mother said this? What would she do if she was upset and made the child angry...
"No matter who you are, whether you want the child to be well or not, if you want the child to be well, then you can stop. I will send you to the door, and you can go now."
As soon as Aunt Liu finished speaking, the clods of earth stopped moving.
"Okay, you have to follow me when I fall. Do you hear me?"
Aunt Liu put the soil into the water, removed the string from the chopsticks, asked Shen Qingli to blow on the children, and took the two children's hands to dip them in the water in the bowl.
He walked towards the door muttering to himself:
"Come on, follow me. I'll take you to the door. Don't bother with the children. They are too young to resist the evil spirit. Go, let's go."
After saying that, she splashed the water onto the road outside the gate, turned around, closed the door and went back.
Believe it or not, this kind of thing is a bit weird. But don’t believe it, the child really stopped crying immediately, looked around with wide eyes and curiosity, turned his head, and sucked his hands.
Shen Qingli felt that after Aunt Liu left, her scalp was no longer numb and her whole body felt a little more relaxed. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, I'll sleep with you tonight. I'm a little scared."
She was really scared. Who wouldn't be scared?
Weirdly tight.
Meng Xiaoxiao! I'm scared, woooo!
"Okay. Let's sleep together and let your dad sleep alone."
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