Hearing what Uncle Hu said desolately, Ding Ermiao also softened his heart and said, "It's okay, you can recruit it back, Uncle Hu don't worry." ” Uncle Hu finally felt a little relieved and asked, "You can really recruit the little Taoist master, in this way, Diemeng can also be blinded, right, what about your master?"
"Master has wandered, and I am also good at the matter of conjuring spirits."
Ding Ermiao said.
"Then when are you going to summon the soul of Butterfly Dream," Uncle Hu asked again.
Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, I will go to your house and summon the soul of Diemeng."
Also, the ashes of Diemeng, is there a burial?"
Uncle Hu shook his head and said, "No, if the girl dies, she can't be buried in Zuqidi, so I want to ask you to help Diemeng find a cemetery." ” In many places, there is a rule that girls, or underage men, cannot be buried in the ancestral land after they die, for fear of destroying the feng shui of the ancestral land.
Therefore, these women are even more desolate.
Accidents happened in life, and after death, he was also left alone and lonely.
Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go tomorrow, and I'll solve it for you." ” Uncle Hu thanked him and said, "Early tomorrow morning, I will let the motorcycle pick you up."
I'll go back first and get ready. ” Ding Ermiao saw off the guests, and then returned to Qiyunguan to discuss with Hu Diemeng.
During the day, Hu Diemeng's soul was shrunk in a paper charm and placed in the cellar.
Therefore, Hu Diemeng didn't know that his father was here.
Unleashing Hu Diemeng, Ding Ermiao said: "Diemeng, your father came here just now. ” "What, my dad is here for Qiyunguan" Hu Diemeng was surprised, and hurriedly said: "Where is my dad, I'm going to see him" "He's gone, he's here, and he's asked me to help you summon your spirit.
He thought your soul was still floating outside, so he was very sad.
Ding Ermiao sighed and said, "I was worried that he wouldn't be able to accept it, so I didn't tell him, saying that you were here."
I told your dad that I would go to your house tomorrow to summon your spirit.
When the time comes, you will appear naturally, and it will not be too abrupt.
What do you think?"
Just now, Ding Ermiao didn't let Hu Diemeng and Uncle Hu's father and daughter meet, which was due to this consideration.
"That's fine.
But I want to know, tomorrow, can I show up and talk to my parents," Hu Diemeng asked.
"No, I can't.
If you show up, it's not good for you, it's not good for your parents.
If you really want to speak, I can only let you speak on the tablet.
As long as your parents know that you are indeed home, that's fine.
Ding Ermiao said.
Hu Diemeng nodded, with a very sad look.
In fact, when Hu Die's soul returned to his hometown, he also wanted to go home to see.
However, there are many people in the village, the yang energy is heavy, and there are many vicious dogs, so Hu Diemeng, as a newly dead ghost, cannot return to his hometown village.
Qiyunguan is in the wild, and the conditions are relatively better.
Even so, Hu Diemeng hid far away, shouting Ding Ermiao's name outside, not daring to get too close.
Ding Ermiao comforted a few words, and agreed with Hu Diemeng on some details of tomorrow's conjuring.
The arrangements were made, and Ding Ermiao rested.
Early the next morning, Uncle Hu really invited a motorcycle to pick up Ding Ermiao.
Ding Ermiao cleaned up, took the soul of Hu Diemeng, and got in the car and left.
At eight o'clock, Ding Ermiao arrived at Hu Diemeng's house.
The Hu family is very deserted, with only three or five relatives here.
After all, it was his daughter who died unexpectedly, and Uncle Hu couldn't do a big deal.
"Little Daoist, where is the spirit summoned," Uncle Hu asked.
"Let's set up a grave for Diemeng first, and then summon the soul when the ashes are buried."
Ding Ermiao said.
Uncle Hu naturally listened to Ding Ermiao's opinion, and immediately nodded: "It's okay."
I'm going to bury Butterfly Dream in the front mountain, Xiaodao Chief, you can help me choose a place. ” "Okay, let's go to the front mountain first."
Ding Ermiao said.
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Uncle Hu agreed, carried a shovel, and beckoned Ding Ermiao to go forward the mountain.
Coincidentally, the front mountain that Uncle Hu said was the place where Ding Ermiao accompanied Zhen Pojia to drive the corpse.
At that time, Hu Diemeng also came.
Ding Ermiao walked around, and within the scope limited by Uncle Hu, he chose the most suitable place, and said: "Let's go here, the green mountains are faint, and the village is far away."
The coffin is not needed, the urn is made of wood, and there is no need to paint.
The essence is clean and clean, let Diemeng be with this green mountain, and it will last forever. ” "Okay, do you need anything else, such as a wreath or something," Uncle Hu asked.
Uncle Hu is actually very entangled, his beloved daughter died, and it is not appropriate to do a big job, but he was buried hastily like this, and he felt that he owed his daughter.
"I don't want anything else, I'll chant a spell for Diemeng," Ding Ermiao said.
Uncle Hu nodded, and turned back with Ding Ermiao to ask for Hu Diemeng's urn.
Hu Diemeng's ashes have already hit the box.
But Ding Ermiao did not use the original box, but used camphor wood to make a thin wooden box.
The funeral procession was only five or six people.
Uncle Hu walked in front with the urn in his hand, crying silently without saying a word.
Ding Ermiao was also uncomfortable, silent and speechless, in fact, Ding Ermiao felt a little guilty, if he had stayed with Hu Diemeng for a few more days last year and let Hu Diemeng finish his own project, maybe Hu Diemeng would not have looked for any masters again, and lost his life.
Or, at that time, I taught Hu Diemeng a few tricks, and it would not be as good as this result, it is easy to crack the ghost hitting the wall, and if Hu Diemeng learns a little bit of magic, he can deal with it calmly.
Thinking about it, there is only regret, only a sigh When he arrived at the place, Ding Ermiao personally dug the pit, then put the urn in it, corrected the direction, and recited the mantra on the grave.
Uncle Hu and his wife had already cried together.
Ding Ermiao recited the incantation several times, circled the tomb three times, stopped in front of the tomb, took out the tablet and inserted it in front of the tomb, and began to summon spirits.
In fact, Hu Diemeng's soul is attached to the tablet, and Ding Ermiao's soul is just a formality.
After reciting the conjuring spell twice, Ding Ermiao stopped, turned his head to look at Uncle Hu and his wife, and said, "Uncle and aunt, Diemeng's soul has been recruited, do you want to say a few words to Diemeng Of course, if you are afraid, forget it." ” "Is Diemeng back, where is it, I want to talk to her" Uncle Hu and his wife, like crazy, threw themselves in front of the grave, crying and said.
"Okay, I can let Butterfly Dream speak.
However, I also have one condition, you two elders must promise me.
Ding Ermiao said.
"What are the conditions, do you want to ask for money, how much does it cost," Uncle Hu and his wife asked anxiously.
They felt that Ding Ermiao must have asked for money when he mentioned the conditions at this time. 160420oshow7: