Chapter 19, Summoning the Soul (Middle) Second Watch

  "Oh, right!" Ye Yi suddenly said: "There's something else I want to give you,"

  I was particularly nervous at this time and said: "Is there anything else? This is a life-and-death business, can you forget?"

  Leafy giggled and ran to where we kept the chicken coop, gave the rooster's butt a swipe, pulled out two or three chicken feathers, stuffed them into my hand, and said: "When you wake up later, throw this onto the table."

  "What does this mean?"

  "Whatever the ghost is, as long as it possesses you, there will be some bad luck on your body. Giving you a chicken feather to throw away means throwing away the bad luck. At most, you'll just get diarrhea and catch a cold, but there won't be any serious consequences."

  Alright, I've had enough!

  After he finished speaking, I saw Ye play a strange technique. He lit three cigarettes, each one on a candle, and the swirling smoke surprisingly surrounded the middle of the table without dispersing. Then, I only saw him throw the three cigarettes onto the table. Suddenly, my back felt like it was grasped by a pair of cold hands. Next, I lost consciousness.

  I vaguely felt that both hands were very hot, I suddenly remembered what Ye Yī had told me before, and I tried hard to open my eyes.

  Ye Yi was right in front of me, wearing a strange outfit. It was the same one he had asked me to hold when I went to his house, with a waist drum still hanging from his waist.

  When I opened my eyes and saw Ye Yi, he said: "Lost!"

  I subconsciously loosened my grip and made a throwing motion forward.

  Bang!

  The feather in my hand was thrown out! It just happened to be at the center of the table, and the feather actually burst open in front of me! Turning into countless tiny downy things, floating down onto the table.

  Seeing such a scene, I was stunned, and using the most popular phrase on the internet: This is unscientific!

  No kidding! Anyone who sees this scene will say "What the...?!" It's impossible!

  It's simply unbelievable! It completely goes against a normal person's knowledge and concepts. However, this is actually happening right in front of me.

  "What! What's going on?"

  "That's the bad luck you were originally supposed to encounter, it was dispersed. Wait a while and drink some water, take a nap, at most you'll just catch a cold, fever, and diarrhea. That's all."

  "I pointed at the thing on the table that could no longer be called a chicken or hair and said: 'Burn it here?'"

  "Are you going to take it out? Don't worry, just burn it."

  I gathered those things together with my hands and lit them up with the candle on the table.

  A blue flame suddenly shot up! Issued a crackling sound, the next moment, there was not even a speck of ash on the table. Burned to a crisp.

  I let out a breath, and more than half of it was shock at what I was facing. Then, I looked up and asked Ye Yi: "How is it?"

  Ye picked up the two large bowls of water that were blocking the door to my mother's room and handed one to me, saying "Take a couple of sips."

  Then, put another bowl of water in front of me and said: "Go give Auntie a couple of sips. I reckon Auntie is probably sleeping now, remember to remind her later."

  I took two sips of the water in that bowl, and the plain white water which usually tastes a bit sweet, actually had a slightly sour taste. I always felt that the flavor was off, so I said: "It can't be that vinegar was added, it's so sour!"

  "Sour is just right, if it's bitter or spicy then it's a problem."

  "What else is there to say?"

  "Earlier, the one who came back was your father."

  Huh?

  How could it be my dad? I've always subconsciously thought that it was my never-before-seen brother who was the real culprit in hurting my mother.

  "From now on, what I'm going to say to you, it's best if Auntie doesn't know."

  I nodded, in my impression, although Father left very early, he was always kind and loving. He loved Mother the most, but ultimately died of overwork. But looking at Ye Yi's expression now, I really can't imagine how my father who passed away would talk to Ye Yi. I only vaguely remember that a ghost possessed by a spirit will not lie, because every word is true due to its obsession.

  Ye began telling me about what happened after I was possessed by Father's ghost.

  ……

  Although it was ten in the afternoon, when the sun was shining brightly and the heat was sweltering, but at the moment I was possessed, the whole room became dark and cold, with a frosty air between breaths.

  On the table, 27 candles flickered slightly, and suddenly 14 of them went out.

  Seeing this scene, Ye was taken aback for a moment, but soon thought of the reason and furrowed his brow. His hand also rested on the red thread, the difference being that he pinched both ends of the thread, and with just a slight force, he could snap it off. Just like cutting off an electric circuit, this would cause the soul-calling to fail, and expel the yin spirit possessing my body.

  When Ye Yi saw the 14 extinguished candles, he frowned and asked: "Yang Guang's father?"

  "Not bad. It's me."

  "Excuse me for being presumptuous, but I don't know what reason made you so anxious to take Yang Aunt away?" Ye Yi asked like this. If he were just facing a vengeful spirit, Ye Yi wouldn't need to waste words. If it weren't for Yang Guang's father, Ye Yi might have used extreme measures to eliminate the opponent. However, when facing a spirit that had possessed someone, it already had some of the thoughts it had when it was alive, and wasn't simply relying on its obsession to stay in this world.

  So, appropriate conversation is still necessary.

  "I didn't mean to take her away, I've been guarding her all along." The father who possessed my body struggled to turn his head and look at mother's room. Unfortunately, he was bound by the red thread and couldn't do anything except speak.

  "I believe Uncle Yang is possessed by Auntie. But I don't understand, why would the person you're protecting get into trouble? I saw Auntie's forehead was dark and dull today, clearly it's because of a vengeful spirit haunting her. But what's strange is...” Ye Yi glanced at the water bowl in front of him, the water was still clear, but the reflection of the birth date had changed to another one. This meant that Uncle Yang himself wasn't a vengeful spirit. Ye Yi spoke out his other guess: "Are you the deceased eldest son trying to harm your mother?"

  "When I was alive, I didn't believe in ghosts, but after death, I can only guard her like this. However, there's a Buddhist altar at home that I couldn't enter. Nothing can come in. It's very safe." Up to here, 'Yang Bo' smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, my eldest son wants to take her away. His resentment is too deep, I...I saved him once, but now I can only save him once more."

  The color of the wallet also affects wealth. Red: It's easy to spend money and can't save it. Blue: Money will flow away like water. Black: Can keep money safe, not easily losing it. Brown: Will earn money, can save money. Yellow: Same as gold, money. The most taboo is red, followed by dark yellow, these two colors scatter wealth; for women, pink is the best, with a rich source of wealth (from the opposite sex), followed by light yellow, beige and white.

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