C37 (1/2)

The feeling it gave me was a little different from the time I buried my adoptive father, but what exactly was the difference … I don't know.

Looking at the surroundings, my eyebrows creased. I walked to the grave and placed all the things I had on me in front of the tombstone.

For the time being, he couldn't figure out what had happened, so he could only pay his respects first. After the sacrifices were done, he went to a higher place to take a look.

After piling up the ingots and paper money, I drew a circle on the floor and started a fire.

This circle is a rule that exists in many places. It is called the Ring of Protection on our side to prevent ghosts and lone souls from coming to rob us of our money.

After that, I knelt in front of the tombstone, and Lingling followed me and kneeled down.

”Lingling, you just have to wait at the side. You don't have to kneel on the ground with me.” I said.

”It's alright. Big sister's adoptive father is also my elder. I should also kneel.”

Hearing Lingling's words, I patted her head. Without saying anything more, I lit the paper money on fire.

After all, it was just paper. Once it caught fire, it would instantly become extremely exuberant.

However, at this time, a violent wind blew by. Logically speaking, this wind should have caused the paper money to burn even more vigorously.

But otherwise, the paper money was blown out by this sudden gust of wind. Most paper money and ingots were only half burnt.

This gust of wind seemed to have intentionally blown out the flames. Once the money was extinguished, the wind would die down.

When I looked at the three sticks of incense that I had just burned, they were actually all broken at the waist!

When you go to the grave, burn incense for a long time, this is the face of evil.

However, all three sticks of incense were snapped in the middle and fell to the ground. The head that fell to the ground was still burning …

This was a strange appearance. It did not make sense, and it was also something that had never been heard of before.

As for the paper money, it had been blown out by the wind.

It was said that if the paper money was blown out when they went to the grave, it meant that the deceased didn't want to take the money.

There could be a great deal of resentment, or dissatisfaction with the actions of those who went to the grave.

Either way, it could lead to the possession of evil spirits …

Thinking of this, I felt a burst of cold air rising from my body. I felt a little terrified as I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After everything that had happened, I was no longer able to explain everything that had happened as a coincidence. My foster father was indeed a lingering spirit, and this fact could be confirmed.

However, since she was already dead, why would she stay in this world? What do you want? Is there some unfulfilled wish?

Could it be … Was it really like that folk Evil Theurgy said, that it would be hard to rest in peace after death?

Thinking of this, I shivered. This was clearly a scam. Could it be that there really is something big that I have to seriously understand …

In fact, these days, I have already somewhat believed the contents of this book, feeling that this book is half true.

This book did indeed contain some folk recipes, but they were definitely not as profound as the foreword said.

No matter what happens, I still have to continue the sacrificial ceremony. I will continue to burn the paper money that wasn't completely burnt down.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a distant sound of the wind, like wailing ghosts crying.

At this moment, I seemed to have triggered something. The surroundings are filled with a sinister and cold aura.

It was as though I had violated some kind of taboo, a gust of wind blew past me, causing sand and rocks to fly into the air. Sand and stones landed on my face, causing me to feel pain.

At this moment, I anxiously hugged Lingling tightly in my embrace, afraid that the sand would hurt her.

The paper money in front of him was still burning, while pieces of burnt ashes were swept away by the strong wind.

This is... Do you mean to accept the money?

”After you take the money, you can leave!” We are already in the underworld, why stay? ”

I shouted at the top of my lungs, wondering if my foster father's soul could hear me.

But at this moment, I saw that there were streams of blood flowing out from the tombstone.