On the Avenue

The wooden cart drove slowly towards the countryside. The lantern of the black pot had been extinguished long ago. Chen Shi took it and put it in the front of the cart. The grandfather and grandson sat in the cart.

On the road, the body swayed with the car.

"Grandpa doesn't have many friends, these are the only ones near Qianyang Mountain."

Grandpa said, "There are two friends near Huangshi Mountain. One is a monument carver named Du Yiran, who is doing evil things in Huangshi Mountain.

If you have something you can't solve or someone you can't kill, you can go to him.

It is not difficult to find him. There are tombstones everywhere where he lives. He specializes in carving tombstones for others. "

Chen Shi was stunned.

Grandpa's third friend turned out to be evil.

Grandpa continued: "I also have a friend, a beekeeper named A Zhuo, who lives in the Danan Lake area and keeps bees there."

Chen Shi showed hope. This beekeeper, Ah Zhuo, must be alive.

"He must have also become an evil spirit!"

Grandpa was a little unsure and said: "He is the one who feeds evil spirits. We haven't seen him for many years. He has probably been contaminated by evil spirits... However, Ah Zhuo is very loyal. If you have any difficulties, tell him that you are Chen Yindu's grandson." , he will definitely sacrifice his life to help.”

He paused and said: "There are also Wangsun Xiao, Granny Sha, Jin Hongying and Li Jindou. Although the four of them are not grandpa's friends, they all owe grandpa a big favor after this magical change. After grandpa left, , if you are in trouble, they will definitely not ignore you."

Chen Shi was stunned, looking at the young man in black in the field in the distance, and suddenly said: "Grandpa, if my illness is not good, why not just let me die and go to the underworld with grandpa. I have nothing else in the world. My dear, I can take care of grandpa when I get to the underworld.”

Grandpa was silent for a long time.

This grandson is so sensible that it makes him feel bad for him to be so sensible.

Chen Shi looked up and saw his grandfather wiping away tears.

"Silly boy, you still have your parents!"

Grandpa stretched out his rough big hand, touched his head, and said with a smile, "Chen Tang will take care of you after I leave."

"I don't know him!"

Chen Shi lowered his head and said, "I have never seen him."

Chen Tang was just a stranger to him.

Grandpa is his only relative in this world.

Grandpa was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Xiao Shi, don't worry, grandpa will try his best to let you live. No one in this world can pass away my grandson, Chen Yindu, even if he is the king of hell in the underworld. ”

A feeling of anger rose in his chest.

It was the King of Hell, so he went to the Palace of the King of Hell.

If it is the evil god, he will kill the evil god.

At this time, the green oil-paper umbrella gave off a burnt smell, as if it was difficult to suppress his anger.

The black-clad Xuanshan in the distance suddenly came closer, and the green umbrella stopped burning.

These days, Xuanshan has been helping him suppress his demonic nature.

They returned to life safely, and the two children, Chen Shi and Li Tianqing, were busy boiling medicine for the four injured.

The so-called panacea is actually divided into four types.

The first one is made by simmering different medicinal materials over a slow fire, boiling until the water is gone, and the remaining greasy substance is rolled into pills, which is the elixir.

The second method is to grind medicinal materials into powder, add refined honey and knead them into pills.

The third method is to use one's own true fire to activate the furnace cauldron, and put different medicinal stones into it, called the Five Metals and Eight Stones, supplemented by medicinal materials, to refine the golden elixir, which is called the external elixir.

The fourth method is to use one's own true fire as the flame, one's own true water as the tempering, the upper, middle and lower dantian as the cauldron, and the spirit of qi and blood as the medicine stone to refine the golden elixir, which is the inner elixir.

Both inner elixirs and outer elixirs are great medicines and are essential for cultivating the Nascent Soul.

But the easiest thing to obtain and refine is the decoction. Firstly, it can be made into a medicine quickly, and secondly, it can be effective quickly.

The four sick children now rely on decoctions and medicines to survive. Fortunately, their grandfather's medical skills prevented them from dying.

"How can I repay you for saving your life?" Jin Hongying whispered, "It would be better if I didn't have a conscience."

The other three were convinced.

It is precisely because you have a conscience that you have to take responsibility.

Without conscience there is no need to take responsibility.

Chen Shi went out to worship his godmother. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Xuanshan in black standing under the tree at the door.

Xuanshan is getting closer and closer to his grandfather.

Xuanshan in black nodded slightly to him, making Chen Shi feel uneasy.

At this time, grandpa came from behind and said, "Xiao Shi, I will go with you to see your godmother."

Chen said yes.

The grandfather and grandson walked out of the village.

When they arrived at Huangtugang outside the village, they saw Xuanshan in black appearing by the Yudai River not far away, still looking at them.

Chen Shi came to the old willow tree, offered incense to the godmother of the stele, and said in a low voice: "Godmother, please bless my grandpa to be healthy, safe, free from all diseases, and live forever."

Grandpa smiled and said: "Silly boy, how can anyone be immortal?"

When Chen Shi finished paying homage, he came forward with a stick of incense in hand and silently recited: "Brother Tao, although I don't know your origin, but you are unpredictable, I must bless Xiao Shi to grow up safely!"

He still remembers the first time he came to Huangtugang. At that time, he was still a child, only six or seven years old.

Huangtugang at that time was almost the same as it is now, without any changes.

The moment he climbed up the mound and touched the stone tablet, suddenly a huge monument was erected, and the ancient temple was like the sky, surrounded by the smell of incense. That scene was something he would never forget.

But since then, he has never seen that strange sight again.

Later, when Chen Shi was in trouble, he knew that he couldn't deal with the cyan ghost hand, so he came up with the idea of ​​​​letting Chen Shi worship the stone tablet as his godmother.

But after so long, Chen Shi worshiped his godmother countless times, but still received no response from the stone tablet, which made him a little disappointed.

This time he followed Chen Shi here just to see if there was any response from the stone tablet.

However, after the incense was burned, the stone tablet still did not respond.

"Did I see it wrong back then?"

Grandpa was a little disappointed and walked down the loess slope.

In the next few days, Xiao Wangsun and others gradually recovered from their injuries, but Li Jindou's legs could not come back for two days.

But the old man was quite tolerant and said with a smile: "When the injury is better, I will ask Tianqing to put me in a basket and carry me home."

These days, Xuanshan in black appears more and more frequently, which makes Chen Shi very anxious and wants to drive him away with a stick.

That night, Chen Shi went to bed after practicing the exercises and fell asleep. Suddenly, he saw his grandfather coming from the darkness and shaking him.

Chen Shi opened his eyes drowsily and asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Grandpa sat beside his bed and said with a smile: "Xiao Shi, grandpa is leaving. Come and tell you."

Chen Shi asked in confusion: "Where is grandpa going?"

"Grandpa can't delay any longer. He has to go to the underworld. I have stayed in the world for too long. If I don't leave, I will become an evil spirit. I can't harm you!"

Grandpa smiled and said: "We, our grandchildren, have to separate today. Xiao Shi, you have to take care of yourself!"

He touched Chen Shi's head and stood up.

"Grandpa, please don't leave, okay?"

Chen Shi panicked, started crying, and grabbed the old man's hand.

"Grandpa, don't leave. Grandpa, don't leave me alone. I'm afraid of being alone!"

He rolled off the bed, grabbed the old man's hand, and cried: "Grandpa, don't leave me behind. I'm afraid. Grandpa, where will you take me with you? Grandpa, you are my only relative."

The old man broke free from his hand at some point and walked into the darkness, as if there was light shining on the old man.

Grandpa turned around, smiled and waved to him.

"Grandpa, don't leave!"

Chen Shi cried and ran over to chase the old man. He cried very sadly. As he ran in the dark, his eyes were blurry with tears and his body was shaking from crying.

"Grandpa, take me with you. Don't leave me behind. Grandpa, don't leave me behind."

He chased his grandfather, but the old man walked farther and farther in the darkness, and gradually seemed to turn into a point of light.

"Grandpa, don't leave me. Take me with you. Don't leave me alone."

He cried loudly, helpless like a child.

"Xiao Shi, Xiao Shi, wake up!"

Grandma Sha's voice came to my ears.

Chen Shi opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the bed and had not walked into the darkness.

Grandma Sha was standing by the window, pushing her arm.

Chen Shi was stunned, the quilt was cold and wet with his tears.

Is it a dream?

Chen Shi suddenly felt relaxed. Fortunately, it was just a dream.

He is too worried about grandpa these days.

The appearance of Xuanshan in black always gave him a bad feeling.

"Mother-in-law, what's the matter?"

Chen Shi asked.

Granny Sha hesitated for a moment and said: "Xiao Shi, you have to calm down. Your grandpa is gone. He just left. Don't cry, kid. It's okay. It's okay, kid. It's okay.......Child, come here Send a message to your grandpa. It’s too dark in the underworld. Please hold on to this lamp and light the way for your grandpa... Son, please light the way, so that he can walk more smoothly. "

Chen Shi was holding a ram's horn heavenly lantern. The light was dim and penetrated the sun, illuminating the underworld.

Grandma Sha was shaking the King Wen drum, and the sound of the drum was rustling, accompanied by a thumping sound.

A vicissitudes of song sounded from her mouth and was passed to the underworld.

"Photo after photo, photo after photo, illuminating the underworld. Souls of old and dead, walk slowly. Your loved ones will light a lamp to illuminate the road ahead, and be careful of your legs and falling pain."

Chen Shi illuminated the darkness, and the light disc player dispersed the fog, frightening away the monsters hidden in the fog.

The old man walking in the mist seemed to have seen the light and turned back to look at him with a smile.

"Take a photo and feed a photo, lighting up the Wangchuan River. Beware of the dead souls who have died of old age. The Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge will make you forget your family ties after drinking it."

Chen Shi held the light and watched the old man walking away under the light.

"Take a photo and take a photo again, lighting up the Wangxiangtai. The dead souls who have died of old age should look back at their hometown. Children and grandchildren love each other and must not forget each other."

"Cut open the earth to punish the hell, cut open the hell to redeem the true soul."

"Gold buys a thousand years of life, and fine silk redeems a ten thousand year soul."

"One soul returns, two souls return."

"Three souls and seven souls will return together."

"Yindu returned home in the same year. Come back to Chengxiang to see your children and grandchildren."

The ram's horn lantern continued to shine forward, shining farther and farther, as the old man walked further and further away. Gradually entering the depths of the netherworld.

"Go slower, walk slower, Grandpa, walk slower. The lights can't catch up with you."

He held the lamp and shined it for a long time, until the old man could no longer be seen.

He didn't know when it would dawn, nor when Prince Xiao, Grandma Sunsha, and the others had packed up the mourning hall.

He was confused, as if he had lost his soul, and he was holding on to the ram's horn lantern and would not let go.

They dressed him in burlap and white clothes and wore a white hat, and arranged for him to keep vigil in front of the coffin, night after night.

Granny Sha and Li Tianqing persuaded him to eat, but he didn't want to eat at all.

The black pot came and lay down next to him. It took a long time. He cried out while holding the black pot.

"Just cry, it'll be fine, just cry, it'll be fine!"

Granny Sha breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It'll be fine if you cry."

Chen Shi hugged Gouzi.

Black pot, from now on, it will only be you and me, relying on each other.

Many people came to pay their respects to grandpa these days, mostly from the surrounding villages, grandpa's friends, and strangers that Chen Shi did not know.

At night, Chen Shi stood up shakily. He had not eaten well and slept well these days, which made him extremely weak.

He staggered to grandpa's room and took out the Thousand Miles Sound talisman drawn by grandpa from the drawer.

The talisman burned in the air, and the flame was faint and mysterious.

After a while, the voice of a middle-aged man came from the flame: "Dad, I told you that I will not go back this year. I am very busy, really busy..."

Chen Shi's mouth moved, and he mustered up the courage to finally interrupt the man opposite him from complaining, "You, are you my father Chen Tang? I am Chen Shi, grandpa, he is gone!"