I have a friend from Hebei named Wang Chenglin. He told me a strange thing that he experienced personally when he was young.
When he was in high school, Wang Chenglin's academic performance was very poor. From the first year to the third year of high school, he was always at the bottom of the school. When he graduated, he saw everyone else going to college and leaving, but he stayed at home. This made him unable to hold his head high in front of relatives and friends, and he rarely even went out to the community. Just when he was discouraged and extremely depressed, he unexpectedly received an admission notice from a not-so-reputable university.
Dongshan Academy is a little-known school. But Wang Chenglin thought, after all, this is a school, and no one will say that he spent the past three years in high school in vain. It will be easier to find a job if you get a diploma in a few years.
Wang Chenglin packed his luggage, said goodbye to his family, and prepared to leave. His father was a fortune teller. He chased him out of the house and said, "Son! I did a fortune telling for you. Today is a gangster. It is not suitable to travel. Please leave some other time."
Wang Chenglin was eager to leave home, so he couldn't hear this.
Seeing that his son insisted on leaving, Wang Chenglin's father took out a yellow paper charm and handed it to him, saying that he could use it at a critical moment.
Wang Chenglin looked at it for a long time, but couldn't tell what symbols were drawn on it. He casually stuffed it into his pocket and left.
Wang Chenglin took the train for three days and three nights and finally arrived at the place called Dongshan. In the car, he met several students who went to Dongshan School to study like him. After getting off the bus, they inquired and found out that the school was still more than ten miles away by waterway.
There was a ferry parked close to the embankment, and the people on it greeted: "We are the receptionists of Dongshan School. You are the freshmen, please get on the boat." The students who were traveling with them got on the ferry in a polite manner. Just at this moment, a small boat drifted over from the distance. Boats are always new and fun for northerners. Wang Chenglin was so surprised that he shouted: "Let's row a boat! That's fun!"
The people on the ferry shouted to him but he didn't stop. Wang Chenglin jumped onto the boat and found that the boat had no oars. The people on the ferry looked at him with surprise.
How to paddle without an oar! Wang Chenglin bent down, stretched out his hand and lifted up a cover in the cabin. Suddenly, his body was hit hard by something and he almost fell into the water. Although the board was wide and heavy, Wang Chenglin didn't care.
The boat gradually drifted away from the embankment and headed towards the center of the river. The ferry also disappeared. Wang Chenglin rowed the boat and floated alone in the river. The novelty of rowing at the beginning was gone, and he began to look at the boat carefully.
He suddenly felt that something was wrong with the ship. It was shaped like a coffin. You can't tell if you don't look carefully. No wonder others couldn't get up just now. He remembered what his father had said before leaving, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. At this moment, the calm water suddenly roared, a terrifying shadow appeared on the water, and the ship's plank creaked, as if it was about to be torn apart. No matter how he rowed, the boat was spinning in circles in the water. Wang Chenglin was a little scared.
In desperation, he remembered the yellow rune his father had given him, took it out and threw it around. The wind and waves suddenly became lighter, and the sound of the boat being torn apart disappeared. He paddled as hard as he could, and the boat was able to move forward.
After an unknown amount of time, the exhausted Wang Chenglin finally reached the shore.
There is a huge plane tree growing on the shore, and many people are standing under the tree. One of the men in a suit, who looked to be in his forties, was kneeling on the ground begging. A couple stood in front of him with miserable expressions. There was a person lying on a stretcher next to him, covered by a white cloth soaked in blood. The area was crowded with students and onlookers. It turned out that the students who came with Wang Chenglin were also among the crowd.
"Just let me go, brother and sister-in-law. Can't I pay you compensation? This is one hundred thousand." The man begged.
The couple was silent at first. Suddenly, the woman burst into tears. She snatched the red envelope from the man's hand, threw it to the ground and said, "No amount of money can exchange for my son's money." A life.”
After saying that, the woman took her husband and carried the stretcher to leave.
"Thank you, big brother and sister-in-law." The man shouted and quickly picked up the red envelope just now.
Wang Chenglin was in a daze when he suddenly heard noisy voices saying, "He's there, that's him, beat him."
Several angry people gathered around and punched Wang Chenglin.
Wang Chenglin recognized them as receptionists on the original ferry and shouted: "Why did you hit me? You must have made a mistake."
A Taoist priest nearby stopped the angry crowd and said, "Let him go. If he comes back alive, the ghost book will be a good fortune teller."
"They were not wrong. It was not unfair at all to beat you." The Taoist priest continued.
"Why?" Monk Zhanger Wang Chenglin was confused.
The Taoist said: "Because of your stupidity, we fell short. If it weren't for you, the man just now wouldn't have died. Alas! This may be God's will."
Wang Chenglin was very surprised.
The Taoist continued: "This place turned out to be a cemetery, and the principal built this school here. Most of the souls of the dead have been suppressed, except for a few naughty ones who come out to cause trouble every day, specifically picking out new students. People die every day in the school. I had already trapped it in a mahogany coffin, and it will turn into thick blood after today. I never thought that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, you let the evil spirit escape. "
Wang Chenglin was very frightened and asked quickly: "Old man, is there any way to remedy this?"
The Taoist said: "Alas! Now the only option is for me to practice the method again and ask Patriarch Mao Chan to help me!"
In the evening, the Taoist arranged for Wang Chenglin and those students to live in a dormitory and comforted them not to be afraid. He would cast a spell in the dormitory next door to protect them. After arranging all this, the Taoist just waited for them to lure the evil spirits out, and then cast spells to get rid of them.
Due to the bumpy journey, Wang Chenglin was already exhausted and fell asleep. No matter how much others shake it, they won't wake up.
The strange thing is that the Taoist kept watch all night but found no sign of the evil spirit, and no dead person was found the next day. As long as the evil spirit is not eliminated, no one will be able to live in peace. The Taoist was very depressed and hurriedly came to see Wang Chenglin and the others.
The Taoist patted his crown and shouted, "I forgot! It turns out it's because of you again."
"Why is it because of me?" Wang Chenglin asked in surprise.
"It turns out that you have been in that coffin for a long time, and your body smells of peach wood. Peach wood is used to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. The evil spirits will not dare to approach if you are around." The Taoist said.
The next night, Wang Chenglin lived alone in a dormitory, the students lived in one, and the Taoist priest lived in another dormitory. At the fourth watch, a ferocious-looking ghost floated into the campus, wandered in the dormitory corridors, and finally stopped outside the dormitory where a few students lived.
At this time, the Taoist was kneeling on the ground and doing the magic. He took out a strange-looking black root sculpture from his waist and silently recited the incantation: "Ancestor Mao Chan, please show your spirit quickly. Ten thousand fires are urgent…" The sky suddenly became dirty and scary, rolling. After a few muffled thunders, the root sculpture grew bigger and bigger in his hands. Under the dim light, a fat and big civet cat sprang out from nowhere and jumped into the air towards the sculpture. The root sculpture suddenly turned into a lifelike big civet cat. His eyes burst out with light, and then he flew towards the evil spirit.
The evil spirit was crushed for a while, and the Taoist priest shouted at the side: "It's crushed to death, it's crushed to death…"
At this time, there happened to be three rooster crows. Wang Chenglin and the students all ran out of the dormitory and found a ball of pus and blood flowing under a burnt wood. .
After that, there were no more deaths in the school. Wang Chenglin and those students stayed to study until graduation.