our supernatural life

At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the days are already short, and the sun has already slanted westward at five o'clock in the afternoon. The shadow of the mountain stretches towards the village, covering the road into the mountain in darkness.

Grandma kept sending Maimai and Shao Jing to the mountain pass.Originally, she refused to let Mai go into the mountains, but Shao Jing told her that she had to go to the mountains to find out the reason why Mai's life line disappeared, and she had to agree.

"Brother Chun, come back quickly if you feel something is wrong. Grandma is waiting for you at home."

Mai Mai shook grandma's hand firmly: "Don't worry grandma, I'll be right back."

Shao Jing tied the bronze mirror to Mai Mai's back, and told Mai Mai not to answer no matter who called his name.

"What if you call me?"

Shao Jing saw that he had entered the mountain pass, and there was no one around, so he lowered his head and blew gently on Mai Mai's ear: "I will call you - baby."

Mai Mai felt that half of his body went numb, so he gave him a hard look, and took a step aside.Shao Jing laughed so hard that Mai Mai raised the fruit knife and gestured at him: "Be careful, I'll stab you!"

Mai Mai's equipment is a stick and a long fruit knife, while Shao Jing hangs the largest watermelon knife in the village on his waist. The blade is more than a foot long. scary.Shao Jing held the flute in one hand, and stretched out the other to pull Mai Mai: "Remember, follow me, don't run away no matter what you see."

"Understood." Mai Mai passed by once, so he naturally knew how powerful it was.The bronze mirror on his back was heavy, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why do I have to carry this on my back?"

Shao Jing looked at his shoulders that were slumped under the weight of the bronze mirror, and smiled and said, "With this thing, the ghost approaching from behind you will see his own image in the mirror and run away."

Unheard of wheat: "Why?"

Shao Jing shrugged: "The ghosts are dark things that cannot see light. The mirror is a bright object, so it can reflect the shadow and see the shape. So if you use a mirror to look at it, the ghosts will shrink back. If there is an ancient mirror with aura, you can shine the ghosts. Scattered. Mandrill is also a kind of charm, although it has a body, but it is also afraid of facing the mirror. Unfortunately, this mirror is just an ordinary bronze mirror, otherwise you just need to take it into the mountain and take a photo."

Mai Mai couldn't help touching the bronze mirror on the back: "It's so powerful...but it's too heavy. It's just a mirror. Why is it so heavy? Isn't it very laborious to carry it around?"

Shao Jing didn't take it seriously: "This mirror is not small, it should be kept in place and not moved often. Looking at the pattern, I'm afraid it's something from a wealthy family, and it's normal for it to be big."

The two were chatting idlely, and the sky had already darkened rapidly, especially in the forest where it was almost completely dark.Mai Mai suddenly grasped Shao Jing's hand: "Listen."

Shao Jing listened carefully: "What?"

Wheat said in a low voice: "It seems that someone is crying..." The wind was swishing, blowing the leaves, as if there was a desolate cry, and the cry was mixed with the sound of calling, but it was not clear.

Shao Jing frowned and listened for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't hear you."

Mai Mai listened intently again: "It seems to be calling my name... like, like... like my mother's voice..."

Shao Jing squeezed his hand: "It's not true, calm down. Since I'm calling you, just follow and see what they want to do, let's go."

The cries were interrupted and continued in the wind, Mai Mai and Shao Jing followed the sound, walking in the darkness with great difficulty.Mai Mai was listening to the crying sound intently, when she suddenly felt that there was something following behind her.They were coming out of a grove of trees, and the moon that had just risen cast a clear beam of light on them.Mai Mai turned her head subconsciously, only to hear a sharp whistle behind her, a black shadow swayed in the woods, and there was a sound of snapping branches, and she went away in an instant.Mai Mai was a little nervous: "What is that?"

Shao Jing took his hand, and pressed the watermelon knife on the back of his waist with the other hand, and smiled faintly: "Mandrill. I must have seen myself in the mirror, and I ran away in a fright."

Mai Mai couldn't help but glanced again, but the woods had already calmed down, and there was nothing left.When he listened again, the crying stopped at some point, and the mountain wind became sharper instead, making a whining sound through the woods, which seemed to be crying but not crying.

"The crying stopped--" Mai wheat pricked up his ears to catch the sound, but heard nothing.

Shao Jing also listened attentively, and suddenly said after a while: "There is a voice!"

Mai Mai tried her best to listen, and sure enough there were whispers in the mountain wind, from low to high, as if someone was joking around her.At the beginning, there were only a few people, but gradually they increased in number. High and low, thick and thin voices kept coming and going, but they couldn't make out what they were saying.This situation is very strange, as if there are many invisible people around, pointing at you, and even laughing maliciously, but you don't know how to deal with it.

Wheat looked around, and the woods cast shadows under the moonlight, like people twisting their bodies, and the fluorescent lights in the grass were pairs of green eyes.The voices of talking and laughing grew higher and sharper, at first like worms crawling on the grass, then like some wild animal grinding its claws on the trunk of a tree, and finally became a noise, which was disturbing.Xiaomai felt that his ears were filled with these messy voices, and gradually he had a headache and wanted to vomit, wishing he could catch something with a knife and stab him a few times.He covered his ears and looked around, only to find that the woods were gradually disappearing, and there seemed to be a layer of fog around him. There were some villages in the fog, but the building was not the current style, but adobe bricks and tiles. The windows are covered with paper, and there are green banners hanging outside the doors of several houses, which vaguely contain the characters for "wine" and "Dang", which looks like a city a hundred years ago.There seemed to be people going back and forth on the street, and it was very lively.

Xiaomai felt his head buzzing, and he was sure that this ancient village was also an illusion, just like the stage he saw last time, but those noisy voices seemed to have some kind of power, leading him to move forward.

A clear flute sound suddenly sounded, piercing through the noisy noise and dispelling the phantoms around.Mai Mai suddenly had a cold war, his brain hurt like a needle, the ancient village and town in front of him suddenly disappeared, and it was still a dark forest.Shao Jing was playing the flute, a small bamboo flute, and it turned out to have a golden sound, resounding and restraining clouds.Mai Mai couldn't understand what he was blowing, but when he heard it, his chest was bright and his mind was clear, and the depression and discomfort just now disappeared.

The moonlight was bright, but the surrounding woods were gloomy and dark. Green lights flickered in the shadows of the trees, and they slowly surrounded Mai Mai and Shao Jing.

Shao Jing fastened the flute to his waist in a slow manner, picked up the watermelon knife, weighed it, and smiled: "Why, it's showing its original shape? It's okay, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time. Mai, put the iron piece on your back. Let's take it off and play with them. How about fighting, are you good?"

Mai Mai threw the bronze mirror aside, and stood back to back with Shao Jing: "I haven't fought much, try it." When he was a child, his mother was very strict with him, but after all, he was a boy, and he also fought secretly, just like Shao Jing has never tried this way of slashing with a knife.

Shao Jing teased him: "Don't be afraid, if you can't stand it, you can get into my arms."

Mai Mai really wanted to give him a kick: "Are you sick?" Shao Jing was obviously excited. Could it be that he was born a violent person?

Shao Jing laughed: "Remember, this thing moves very fast, don't let it get caught."

Mai Mai responded, and gasped in the next second: "So many--monkeys?" The things that emerged from the woods were three feet long, and they were said to be monkeys without tails, or they were not monkeys and covered in black hair. They all have one hand and one foot, but they are very flexible when they jump around.

Shao Jing replied indifferently: "They're all mandrills that haven't matured enough to take human form. The one you saw last time is probably the most skilled mandrill in this group."

A scream of "Zhi--" interrupted Shao Jing's words, several mandrills swished repeatedly and rushed towards Mai Mai and Shao Jing.Shao Jing yelled, and the gleaming watermelon knife slashed towards the head, and the tip of the knife swept away with a stream of blood.Ear-piercing screams rang out in all directions, and black shadows jumped back and forth, but none of them could reach Shao Jing's eyes.

Mai Mai is not as comfortable as Shao Jing. If Shao Jing hadn't protected his back and extended a knife to help him solve his problems from time to time, he might have died long ago.However, he also hit a few sticks hard, smashing a mandrill to death on the spot.

The mandrills around did not take advantage after a round of attack, and they couldn't help but cringe a little.Shao Jing twirled the knife in his hand and waved contemptuously: "Come on, why don't you go up?"

Mai Mai wiped off his sweat and pulled at the scratched clothes, but luckily no flesh was hurt.Shao Jing tilted his head slightly: "Are you hurt?"

"No." Wheat grabbed the stick tightly and looked around, "Why are there so many of these things?" There were already four or five dead mandrills on the ground, but there were at least a dozen or so around.

Shao Jing said indifferently: "It's okay, this is not enough to chop. Just be careful not to get hurt, and leave the rest to me."

Wheat squinted at him.Shao Jing's face is not red and he is not out of breath, his eyes are piercing and he looks like a master, which is much better than him.Mai Mai glanced at his strong arms, feeling jealous: "You are good at fighting!" He must have fought a lot when he was a child.

Shao Jing sneered: "Did you go to the celestial master training camp to eat free rice? A celestial master doesn't know what to fight anytime, anywhere, so what if you can't fight? Especially our Zhang family is full-time monster collectors. The fortune-telling family like the Dongfang family is different, so it’s okay if you don’t have some skills?"

When the two were talking, the moon had risen to the middle of the sky, and the shadows of the surrounding trees gradually shortened, revealing the mandrills squatting halfway among the branches.More than half of them were injured by Shao Jing, staring at the two people on the ground with resentful eyes with bloody wounds.

The moonlight became brighter, and Xiaomai suddenly saw a face behind the group of mandrills: "Shao Jing, look! That's the one I saw last time!" Indeed, although that face looked seven points like a monkey, it also had three points. Like a man, it was the mandrill that was stabbed with a fruit knife by wheat last time in front of the stage.

Shao Jing squinted his eyes and looked over, with a slightly more serious expression: "It already has a human form, and it seems to be a bit good. As long as it is killed, the rest are just animals, and there is no danger."

"How to kill it?" The mandrill squatted on a high tree branch. When it comes to climbing trees, they are far inferior to these half-human, half-monkey creatures.

Shao Jing looked at the mandrill for a long time, and suddenly said: "That thing seems to be staring at the mirror on the ground."

When he said that, Wheat also found out.Although the mandrill kept looking at the two of them, it looked at the mirror on the ground from time to time, as if it was quite afraid: "Mandrill is so afraid of mirrors?"

Shao Jing shook his head: "I'm afraid there is something strange in this mirror. If it's just an ordinary bronze mirror, and now you place it face down, it's impossible to reflect its shadow. It doesn't need to be so afraid."

Wheat pondered for a while, bent down to grab the mirror on the ground, and then he lowered his head, suddenly there was a sharp and piercing whistling sound from the group of mandrills, and a group of mandrills rushed forward recklessly, and all black shadows appeared in front of him in an instant.Shao Jing swung his knife like flying, blood spattered everywhere, and shouted, "Pick up the mirror!"

Xiaomai stuck a stick under the mirror and picked it up, and he lifted the whole mirror over. Suddenly, the shadow of a mandrill was reflected on the mirror polished by Shao Jing, and then there was a scream, and the surrounding mandrills They ran wildly, only one of them was caught by the mirror, and it kept calling, but it couldn't move.Shao Jing thrust the knife into the ground, just holding the mirror and standing sideways. The mirror faced the moon and reflected a bright light, which happened to be the mandrill that Mai Mai had seen.In such a short while, its outline has become somewhat blurred, and its cry has become more shrill.

Mai Mai was surprised: "Is this mirror so powerful?"

Shao Jing frowned and looked at the mirror, but he really couldn't see any mystery in the mirror.With his eyesight, he could see that the mirror probably belonged to the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. Good things are indeed good things. Mandrills are not particularly difficult to deal with, but no matter how you say it, it is impossible for this mirror to reflect it perfectly. The form dissipates.But when the two looked at the mirror, the mandrill had gradually dissipated, and after a while, there was only a shriveled corpse left on the ground, and it was hard to tell what it was.

Wheat poked it far away with a stick: "Dead?"

Shao Jing shrugged: "Dead."

"What about the other mandrills?"

"Those are things that don't make a difference. If they are scattered in the mountains, they will fend for themselves. They won't cause any harm, so don't worry about them."

"Then, those people I saw last time--" Mai Mai looked around, her voice choked in her throat, and a group of vague "people" appeared all around at some point, men, women, old and young, forming a sparse crowd Quan silently looked at the wheat.

"This is--" Mai Mai's back felt cold, "It's a mandrill--"

Shao Jing nodded: "Is your father in here?"

Mai Mai struggled to search: "I, I don't really remember what my dad looks like, I only saw photos..."

Shao Jing took out the Zhang Fu and handed it to him: "Put a drop of blood on it."

Wheat was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Shao Jing took his hand and scratched his fingertips lightly with a watermelon knife, squeezed a drop of blood onto the talisman paper, then raised his hand and threw it: "If there is your father here, the talisman paper will be pasted on it." , this is due to the corresponding blood."

Mai Mai watched anxiously as the talisman paper was swept up into the sky by the wind, then drifted down, and finally landed on the ground.Shao Jing seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, showing a clear expression: "Your father is not here."

Mai Mai stood in a daze, looked at those men and women with blank expressions, and murmured: "My dad is not here...then where is he?"

Shao Jing pondered for a while: "Anyway, he's not here, so...maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Mai Mai felt that Shao Jing seemed to have thought of something, but he shook his head: "It's not clear yet, since your father is not here, let's go."

Mai Mai grabbed him: "Then what about these—these people?" The ghosts all around looked at them expectantly, and Xiao Mai suddenly found a familiar face in it——Lin Jing.

Shao Jing looked around in embarrassment: "This...should send them to the underworld."

"Then think of a way."

"I...I won't overdo it."

"Huh?" Mai Mai almost thought he heard it wrong, "You, what can you do?" Shao Jing has always been omnipotent in his heart--well, of course it refers to his professional skills, not to what he does. He used to tidy up the house and do the laundry--but now he says he won't go overboard?

"You, don't you carry the six-character mantra of Buddhism with you?" Even if you don't understand this thing, Mai Mai knows that Buddhism has a way to save the dead. "You don't know how to recite scriptures? For example, what about the Diamond Sutra mantra?" ?” He found all these from the Internet, as if a monk should know how to read.

Shao Jing hesitated for the first time, and finally became angry: "I said I won't!"

Mai Mai opened her mouth wide, and said after a long time: "You don't know how? Then, these people have to find a way. Buddhists can't, can Taoists have a way?"

Shao Jing was bored for a while before he said, "I don't know how to do Taoism either."

Mai Mai almost wanted to ask: "Then what would you do?" Seeing Shao Jing's face, he swallowed it back.But he didn't speak, Shao Jing also knew what he wanted to say, and said sullenly: "I can't move these souls, as long as I take action, the souls will fly away."

Wheat was speechless.This Shao Jing, this... I really don't know what to say.

"Then, what should we do? There is still Lin Jing here... I, I have to help her, I can't let her stay here forever."

Shao Jing sighed and hung up the knife: "Wait for me to make a call."

The phone rang several times before someone picked it up. The half-asleep voice said, "Jingcun? It's the middle of the night, why are you calling at this time?"

"Uncle Wu, I need your help." Shao Jing briefly explained the matter, "There are some trapped souls here, can you save them for a while?"

The voice from the other end of the phone smiled a little: "What? Regret that I didn't study hard at the beginning? You don't even know how to supersede, you--I can help you this time, what about next time? In the future, you will be a celestial master. Are you running around with Uncle Wu too?"

Shao Jing blushed a little. If Mai Mai hadn't drank Cao Sanxiu's Ganoderma lucidum, she wouldn't have noticed it: "Uncle Wu, don't talk about it, I'll learn later. Now you can help me deal with it."

The person on the other side of the phone laughed: "Okay, as long as you are willing to learn, don't be perfunctory to Uncle Wu. Alright, wait for Uncle Wu to get the flute."

Shao Jing turned to Mai Mai and said, "This is my fifth uncle, who used a wine glass to drive away mandrills, let him come and save him."

Mai Mai waited curiously. After a while, a piece of melodious music came from the phone. It was not very exciting, but it was inexplicably comfortable in the ears, as if being illuminated by the afternoon sun in winter, the whole body was warm and the Lingtai was clear. .With the sound of the music, the surrounding figures gradually faded away, and a thin line of white belly appeared in the sky.Mai seemed to have woken up from a nightmare. Looking around, the woods lost their gloom at night, and the golden leaves made people feel bright and beautiful.If it wasn't for the corpses of a few mandrills in the dry grass, he would really have thought he was having a dream.

Shao Jing hung up the phone at some point, bent down to pick up the bronze mirror on the ground, and walked over to pat Mai Mai: "Let's go, grandma is still waiting for us in the village."