It started around 84, when I was in 7th grade:
One day, there was a young teacher named Lan on her way home from teaching, when she was hit by a car (a transportation vehicle in the 80s), knocked into the bushes. At that time, Lan's teacher was pregnant.

About a month later, when our aunt, Út, went back to the field, she called herself Lan and lamented that on the other side, she was very hungry, her soul was wandering around the place where she died because her family asked her teacher. to take care of her. This teacher said that he was afraid that if she was pregnant, she would die suddenly and unexpectedly. Such unjust memories would come home to mischief, and he would enchant her soul so that she could not go home, nor would anyone worship them.

When my family heard that Lan finished complaining, she offered to her and begged her to stop joining Ut. But after that, she still joined Miss Ut occasionally, sometimes she ran into the street and stabbed herself into a car, fortunately someone could stop her. When being gestured by Miss Ut at that time, she did not come out but was scared. The girl with soft limbs and so on, but when she was absorbed into all 5, 6 muscular young men in the neighborhood also struggled with Miss Ut, she swung her hand on a pair of mannequin. Not only Miss Ut, but Ms. Hoa in the family was also admitted, but she was a little less than Miss Ut. As for the rest of the family, he was always sleeping or being crushed, cowardly, in the kitchen, the chopsticks and furniture that no one touched were still cluttering.

During the period when Ms. Lan and her family were involved. At that time, it was a well-off class, there were many 4-wheelers in the house, famous business at the junction of Lang Xi, Thu Dau Mot, Binh Duong (now it is near Dai Nam tourist area, BD), so my house is not sorry money teachers invited to worship. At that time, the government banned superstition, forbidden to worship ants, heard reports about the phenomenon of ghosts and then offered prayers, so the chairman of the commune came to remind him to do his house, but witnessing the horrific scene, he shook his head too. He said: "Well, I don't know anything, I feel terrible, so ... whatever you want to do, do it." Since then, my family has no longer been afraid to hide and invite me to come to worship, any teacher who is good at knowing the language is invited, but not only the teacher, but also the teacher, in some famous pagodas in Hoc Mon Binh Duong his family. have also gone to pray all. I don't know if Lan's soul has become pure or so strong, so one teacher after another couldn't do anything. Weak and weak teachers, Ms. Lan joined Miss Ut to knock the table to destroy while worshiping and cursing loudly. When I went to the temple, Lan let me sit still, and went home for five half-months to continue. Back then, each time of worshiping was only 2 gold, later it was a few tens of millions but not less.

Among his teachers, he went to pray with his teacher Nam Rong (now he is dead). When he was still alive, he was very famous outside TDM town, people came to him to ask for countless things, especially for making trucks and trucks, every round of his house was a long convoy, the left-hand bread was finished and stored. The whole box has to go find a place to reduce. The needle submerged under the water, and when he recited his spell, it rose up. He went to his house to do a spell full of charms, but when he was present, it was smooth, when he returned, he was still there, Lan still stirred jubilantly. My family members. He always moved down to his house for a while, thinking that his house was like a temple in a sacred place where there were shrines, there was no more reciting Buddha's recitation, and Lan wouldn't dare to disturb her anymore.

But it still doesn't work as a family. house for sale. Suffering that no one was sold to anyone, people heard the house was afraid of running away, but who dared to buy, because Lan had shocked the Lang Xi junction and lasted many years. My house. went to the teacher and made offerings so that he walked into his home. is the idea that I am a Dharma teacher, all over the house, there are 5 large rooms (including 2 sides, one side of my grandmother and some uncles, one side of my parents, my siblings ran back and forth between 2 inside) were amulet papers plastered with pillars and walls, a heavy and cold atmosphere enveloping the house. My family. So tired, my mom. I was sick and sick, so I got bored of shaving my head. Her family also went to Ms. Lan's house to tell Ms. Lan's story and asked her family members to do her relief, but Lan's family refused. After that, my family moved to another place, only I remained in that house, I was not shy from beginning to end. But later on I also had to move to another place, because when my wife gave birth, when my baby was born for a month, I took her from my mother's home to my house, and she cried day and night, moved to other places.

Now, on one side of the house, my grandmother's mother had been dismantled in the past, for fear that no one would have no positive energy to become a deserted house, the demons would gather, leaving only one side of the house to occasionally see their family. Go back to play. My aunt, Ut, did not dare to go home, because up to now, she has been merged as usual, even my grandparents' death anniversary had to be organized elsewhere, because the organization was there. When the house gathers, it is just like everyone is in the house. And my sister-in-law a few years ago when she was pregnant elsewhere, it was okay, but coming home it was natural to cry all day and night and insisted on biting her tongue to commit suicide, she did not dare to go there. And after hearing that when my family moved out, Ms. Lan ran around and broke into Ms. Thanh to the opposite side of the road. not sure.

Before his home. when Lan was harassed, neighbors would come and watch television, and her children would gather to play mandarins in the third row (doorstep), until it happened that scared everyone. Especially one time, after seeing for a long time that Miss Ut (due to Lan's arrival) was too naughty, Ms. Tu Sau next to her house was annoyed because she did not believe. , If there's any delicious ghosts coming here, come in. " Ms. Lan answered to Mrs. Ut's body and said, "At 12 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, when you step out, you will see my face." Everyone waits for not knowing what will happen. Noon the next day, the daughter of Mrs. Sậu is the young woman named Nhien, who is healthy and spontaneously leaking out, she is sick of a mango in front of her house, at that time at 12 noon. Mrs. Sau was terrified and had to beg a lot of Nhien. Since then, not only Mrs. Sau was afraid, but the whole neighborhood no one dared to come over or let their children to visit her house. Making the house was cold as cold as possible.

Right at the place where Ms. Lan was hit by a car, many more people later had an accident, many more died. And sometimes people in the neighborhood passing by that place at dusk or in the evening are shy, sometimes seeing ghosts sitting at the tree rooting, sometimes seeing two silhouettes holding each other, but close to losing. somebody.

Through all this, witnessing so much that I have no fear of ghosts, but believe in demons as well as Gods and Buddhas. The experience of the battle exposed too many teachers and monks, so we were somewhat bored and did not trust them anymore, so later I rarely went to the temple, nor did I go to the teachers. Trying to live a peaceful life and to pray at home like that.

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It took me two days to translate it.

Author: lucifer_rose3012.