“Don’t look back when you go on Huangquan Road, don’t look back.” Huang Xiaosan hummed. No one knows exactly what Huang Xiaosan does. He always wears ragged clothes, rotten pants, dry and thin, and unlucky. He seldom talks to people, but he always sees him during funerals in people’s homes. He wandered outside the house, annoying the visitors.
Huang Xiaosan disagrees, he still wanders around cheerfully every day, not caring about the disgusting glances of those around him.
Then the grandson of Aunt Zhang’s family died, Huang Xiaosan came to wander around again, humming the song while wandering around. Aunt Zhang drove him annoyingly, not letting him go around here.
Huang Xiaosan still insisted, saying that this song must be sung seven or forty-nine times. Aunt Zhang is not willing, the people around also started to chase him. Huang Xiaosan sighed and left helplessly.
Within a few days, Aunt Zhang felt that something was wrong at home, and her deceased grandson Yaoyao seemed to be back.
Yaoyao loves to squat in the yard digging and play. When Aunt Zhang came home today, she found that there was some wet mud in the yard that had just been dug up. Her heart was tight. Although she missed her grandson, after all, the yin and yang are separated, which makes her panicky.
She discussed with her children, and the children also feel that something is wrong in the family recently, so they have to find someone to see it. But now these warlocks walking the streets, nine out of ten cheat, who can they find?
Just as Aunt Zhang was at a loss, Huang Xiaosan appeared. He seemed to have foreseen this kind of thing. He said that it was Yaoyao turning around when he was on the road. When he turned around, he would lose his way and become a lonely soul. When he returned to his original home, he must have a guide to send him away. Aunt Zhang nodded repeatedly, never looking at him from the corner of her eyes anymore, she was preparing tea and fruit. Huang Xiaosan was not welcome, and after eating, he began to explain the evening’s affairs.
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At midnight, Huang Xiaosan stood in the yard, burned incense, burned paper, and dripped blood on the red candle, Lizhan stared blankly. Where. He specially ordered everyone to avoid it beforehand, so Aunt Zhang-the family went to bed early for fear of something bad.
Huang Xiaosan found Yaoyao and wanted to take him back. He cried and said that he missed his mother and didn’t want to go. Huang Xiaosan tried to persuade him for a long time and it didn’t work. He watched the red candle burning a little bit, and he was also anxious, grabbing Yaoyao and leaving.
He is very familiar with this road. He has sent countless people before and walked countless times. He is actually a funeral. It’s just that something went wrong during the funeral for his father the year before, and now it seems a little different from the funeral.
Yaoyao was still crying, Huang Xiaosan had to work hard to catch him, and he had to hold his head abruptly to prevent him from turning back. This wayHuang Xiaosan was exhausted, but he was still sent there. As he walked back, a bad premonition appeared.
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Sure enough, Aunt Zhang’s wife could not hold back urine at night, so she went out to the toilet. When I returned to the house, I suddenly saw Huang Xiaosan, who was standing there with dull eyes, looking as if he had only breath in but no breath. Is it going to die? She hurriedly shook Huang Xiaosan. This shake didn’t matter, I saw Huang Xiaosan’s body shrivelled like a flat ball, turning into a corpse.
Huang Xiaosan also exclaimed badly on the road, and before he could do anything, his soul was scattered.
The next day Aunt Zhang’s family secretly buried Huang Xiaosan’s bones and did not dare to say anything. Since then, everyone has never seen Huang Xiaosan again near here.
Actually, Huang Xiaosan was involved in such things when he was going to funeral for his father. At that time, he followed his master to study art, but an accident happened. Before the soul came back, his body became a cold corpse. The master said that the corpse without the soul is no longer necessary, so he buried him.
Later, the master found this bone for him, saying that the horoscope is suitable for all aspects, so Huang Xiaosan returned his soul, but became another person. No, he can no longer be regarded as a person. He has become a guide for Huangquan, guiding the way while maintaining his body by Yin Qi. But he never expected that he would be for others all his life, but he would eventually lose himself.
Huang Xiaosan’s bones were buried in the wilderness, watching his life mission is about to end.
But in a family home, when the male owner was about to close his eyes, Huang Xiaosan appeared. He stood aside and took the man’s hand with his eyelids down, and the man passed away safely. No one can see Huang Xiaosan, he has a new job-Soul Collector.
His master looked at his gossip mirror with a smile at home and muttered: “What you are destined to do is far from over…”