The village we went to was not close to the provincial city until the evening when Zhou Zhiguo told me.

Parking place, is a deserted mountain at the foot of the ditch, there is no half-smoke on all sides, even the kind of tattered old wooden house I imagined can not see.

I asked, didn’t I want to go to the village?Why stop the car at the foot of the mountain?

Zhou Zhiguo seems to understand this work better, heard my question, he explained a sentence, said the mountain is not safe, it is best to wait until tomorrow out of the sun before going up the mountain.

“The Dog Day!”The old man just got out of the car and scolded, constantly slapping the flying mosquitoes: "This weather can have mosquitoes!"“Fucking!”

He scolded, the old man put on a cigarette and waved at me: “Go!Go to the bathroom with me!”

Hearing this, I realized that my grandfather was afraid that he would have something to say to me, and he agreed without thinking much.

When I followed my grandfather into the woods, he asked me, “What did the next generation say in the car?”

“Are you curious?”I laughed and asked a question.

“No.”The old man frowned and said, "It's one thing for us to work for ourselves, and it's another thing to have someone else to follow."

I nodded, turned my face quietly, looked back, and made sure no one came, and then said to the old man, "They said, there are many places that need your help, and I want to save the five blessings as much as possible..."

“That’s not good money.”The old man grinned and smiled very hard: "We can do the five blessings, and we want to preserve their bodies as much as possible?"

“Didn’t you deal with the five blessings in the first place?”I asked carefully, “Is it hard to clean them up and leave the bodies behind?”

“Difficult.”The old man said very directly: "If you want to do the five blessings, you must first destroy their souls, after that, the five lines in the body of the five blessings will disperse, and it will directly become a small ash..."

“Little ash?”I couldn’t help but laugh, my shoulders trembling.

“Dog Day!That's what I mean!"The old man slapped me around the neck and said impatiently, "It's impossible to preserve their bodies anyway, and we can't help it."

Speaking of this, the old man put his pants on and smiled, "But this reminds me that if we are careful, we can also take some benefits out of the five blessings."

“What’s the benefit?”I hurried to ask.

"The flesh of the five blessings do not think, can not stay, can not stay, so many years of filth are pressed inside, keep is to bad our own fortune."Grandpa hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

I listened with interest and didn’t dare to interrupt.

“In every coffin that suppresses the five filths, eight coffins are nailed to each mouth, and four coffins are added to each of the five coffins, and forty.”The old man rubed his palms and looked extremely excited: "In the hands of others, these coffin nails can be used to drive out ghosts, but in our hands..."

“Can it also be used to drive out ghosts?”I tried to ask a question.

The old man did not speak, and slapped and patted it again, saying uncomfortably, "The evil bullshit!"It can be used to hurt people!”

“The harm?”I looked at my grandfather with a confused head: “What’s wrong with people?”

"These coffin nails are not ordinary, are made of standard thunder chopping peach wood, each coffin nail, there is also a gold thread buried, both end are white jade to block the seal, up and down are engraved all five blessings ..."

"After so many years of five lines of gas, but also stained a lot of life to the living people of the five blessings, these coffin nails, has been able to call it a tool."The old man smiled: "To use it as an eye, to start the evil town ghost, can be said to be unfavorable, and as long as we use it right, these coffin nails can also destroy the luck of the other side's home, that is, the standard killing is not blood..."

“What use?”I asked curiously.

"There are many uses, and the common is the broken air vein."The old man smiled, "Anyway, you can't understand more, you can't understand it, you talk about soldiers on paper, and when you have the opportunity to show it to me once, and then slowly teach you."

I seemed to understand the non-understanding nodding head, and without asking any more questions, I went back with my grandfather.

On the way, I suddenly remembered the figure I saw that night, and I couldn’t help but ask, “Lord, when you negotiated with Wang Shenghai that day, eighteen people’s shadows popped up on the ground, should it be eighteen evil spirits?”

Grandpa said, yes.

“Is the 18th wrong?”I asked carefully.

“No.”The old man shook his head, "Although they look almost like the wrong, if they are to be said in detail, they can only be regarded as a special kind of device."

The old man suddenly stopped and looked back at me.

At that time, the old man's eyes were very complicated, and he suddenly asked me: "Do you know how these evil people are refined?"

“How is it refined?”I asked.

"In the case of not affecting the nature of the soul, the three souls and seven spirits of the dead, each take out part of it, and then give the only remaining anger in the body of the deceased, and refine the seven hundred and seventy-four days with the secret method..." The old man smiled: "The most difficult part of this is to take out the soul, only our family can do the soul without hurting the soul, and take the pain without harming the ..."

At this point, the old man snorted coldly, and his expression was ugly.

"The Shen family has been transferred to the method of refining evil sons, but this part of the soul has not been passed out, if not in accordance with the Shen family's law to take the soul, it is bound to take a scattered one."The old man said, "The descendant who has refined the evil son will only use it, but it will not accumulate virtue, and I don't know how many people's souls have been destroyed."

“We’re in the house, too, with someone else’s soul?”I tested and asked.

The old man shook his head and said, no, even if our method of taking the soul is unique, it will not cause any damage to the soul, it is impossible to take the soul of others to cultivate.

“That is...”

"All eighteen evil sons were taken from our Shen family ancestors."The old man said very calmly, the smile on his face was quite a kind of pride, or, a sense of honor.

According to the grandfather, the master of each generation of Shen family at the helm must contribute to the soul after death, so that the younger generation of disciples can take out a part, and then be over-reinted.

"A man's soul can only refine a fallen son, you have seen that thing, right?"Just like meat!”The old man smiled bitterly: "There are big and small, these are all uncertain, the biggest piece is my grandfather refined, he uses his father's soul..."

I heard this, I couldn't help but shudder, I didn't dare to speak.

"If one day I die, don't forget to take out my soul."The old man said, wink at me: "In your generation, you have only seventeen evil people, and when I die, you should be able to gather eighteen."

“Eightteen awards?”I said, frowned, “Lord, can we not say such a thing?”Listen to the panic!”

The old man smiled and did not speak, turned around and continued to walk with me.

"Why is the Shen family's debattle is powerful because of the existence of these evil spirits."

“It will be a life-off for harming people, whether it is good or bad, but we are the descendant of the Shen family, and we can transfer this punishment to the evil son.”

"In God's view, the harm is the evil son, it has nothing to do with us, so no matter how many people we harm, it will not be punished by any kind..."

“Did you kill anyone?”I pressed my voice and asked.

The old man shrugged, not speaking.

“Is that really okay?”I asked again, the expression is complicated: "No matter the good people and the bad people, it is a human life..."

“People say, ‘The Shen family is evil.’The old man did not return and said, "But I can tell you that the art of the Shen family is really evil enough, but people . . . . . really not bad enough to that."

The old man said, put the cigarette butts out, threw it to the ground, and gently stepped on it.

"There are dozens of generations of Shen family, and there are a lot of evil, but there is really no debris."The old man smiled and said, “The old ancestor said that being a human being can be bad or poisonous, but it must not be without conscience!”

I thought about it and didn’t speak.

“Ask yourself, always.”

Grandpa came back and looked at me.

"Shut up, be right first."