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You believe in the existence of the immaterial.

I have heard that in our world there is no The

only inhabitants are humans and animals. The

blood above can be touched and seen with the eyes.

No, but there is still some power that is called

That the ghosts, angels, and gods are also guarding us.

But their status and realm

Too thin to show us clearly

See except in cases where our frequency is returned

And they were born at the same time or as they are called, in tune. Whether it is

stuck or not, it is due to their influence.

To show us that they exist.

Actually, when I first started walking, I was a type of person.

That everyone respectfully calls

Modern people but I show that The

outstanding Jiajamnong is still not respected

Other people or things say that ghosts don't really exist anymore.

Those who believe in these things are fools.

Until something happens that changes your mind.

Mine is totally humility.

That does not invade others' thoughts and intelligence.

Do not intrude or offend others by deleting.

Insulting his beliefs, keep your mouth shut and think first.

Talk and it happens

When my hometown was renovated last year The

biggest extension of a single-storey concrete house into a

two-storey house using cement and wood. The building

that will be used to build the second floor was bought from him. The

person who sold it to me was none other than me.

He is an uncle who has known my father since the time when

He was ordained as a monk by this uncle's way of life.

Proceed in the way of people's beliefs in stages

Sud Kae, whose name is Lung Daeng, is a shaman and a

ritual master. Brother Daeng is not like anyone else. If you're

raised with me like that, I won't take it.

If you have any, please call me back. I'll be in soon.

Disturbing people in the house is not a problem.

No, why are you so afraid of these things?

When I was ordained as a monk, I also had a mantra. If you

find them, subdue them and drive them away, or return them to the teachers and

masters.

Then Uncle Daeng's voice came out. My father and I were sitting and talking in the

One evening after delivering the wood to my father and

After we paid, my father invited me to sit down.

Drinking alcohol in the language of people who are not friendly to each other, but even though

Saying that is not entirely correct.

Both of them are not the same, but they need the machine.

Drink something that contains alcohol. We

sat and flirted from sunrise to 8:00 p.m. and

9:00 p.m., which is the tea that I kept going to refill. The

water is only 5-6 times. The

sound of laughter is loud and clear. The

two talked about their personal interests.

Even the big ones can't escape the ghost stories that Uncle Daeng used to tell.

Go to Pramana. I heard him say that whoever can do it If you can

send them to be born, I will send them, but if any of them still have it, The

remaining time is to die prematurely and then die. Being

used or possessed by another shaman

To cause suffering to all mankind. If

you can decide, you will be called to come and stay with you.

Listen to the precepts of Dhamma to prevent wandering. You

can go and fool people.

I sat there listening and my mouth pursed with belief.

Superstition is because in my opinion there are no ghosts. The

self does not exist in the world, it is just something.

Humans since ancient times have invented it for use. It

is a way of making a living for only some people.

Those people are Uncle Daeng.

And traveling alone late at night like this It's

dangerous. Brother, please send me to the neighborhood.

This is bad, there are a lot of drug addicts, my father.

I said while standing to send Uncle Daeng off at the front of the house at

almost 11:00 p.m. It's okay, it's okay, Bear.

His mother is following him along anyway, so there's no need to worry. I'm

worried about my father. When he heard that, he felt bad. He

paused and frowned for a moment. The pack of 10 dogs

that the villagers were raising started to howl loudly. The

cold, strange face that gave me goosebumps The

moon rose and I suddenly felt cold and feverish.

It's as if the air around you is cold. It's so

sharp that it's completely negative. The

reason is, don't bother him. He's still a child. If you

get a fever, it will be a big problem, Uncle Daeng. She

slowly lifted her head and looked at me before turning away.

Walking away, the cold will be as cold as a teacher. He

just disappeared. I looked up at my father with a serious expression. The

question only made him give up for a long time and mutter.

Gently look at Uncle Daeng's back and slowly swallow it.

Hey, can humans and ghosts really live together?

What? Whose father and who's together? Who's a person? Who's a ghost?

I asked with a suspicious look at my father's words.

It made my curiosity work full force.

Speed, it's late. Go to bed. Don't be lazy. My

father turned to me and scolded me while lightly patting my head. It's

okay, I have online classes tomorrow, but it's late.

You can stay up late. Another thing is that I haven't showered yet.

So I argued with my father, who looked at me with a smile on his face.

Mother who collected the dishes that Father and Uncle Daeng ate from The

kitchen also sighed and laughed a little.

My curiosity finally won out.

Everything my father told me about when

That my father was old enough to be ordained as a monk with his financial status My

family is not wealthy enough to hold a wedding. Ordained as a

single monk, he had a conflict with his father, so he was ordained as a group monk.

With other men of the same age and close to each other in

Almost 10 more villages, one of which has Uncle Daeng The

adopted son of the village undertaker, Ta Cham In

fact, he is an uncle, but Ta Chum accepts him as an uncle.

Daeng came to raise Waiwai after his father and mother The

crabs all ran away with their necks hanging.

Among the 8 Naga couples, there is only Uncle Daeng. The

only place where the naga sleeps in the temple is the naga's head.

Alone and no one wants to get involved My

father said that the people in the village were afraid of us and believed us.

Who said that Uncle Daeng can communicate with ghosts?

Close to being short-lived, only father and thought

Everyone thought that Uncle Daeng himself was actually I

wanted to have a friend, so all the time for the 7 days, the worm was

there to practice chanting the Khannak. So my father was there.

Uncle Daeng's friend until both of them became close friends

And after changing status from ordinary person Even though

he is a monk with good morals, his huts are still next to each other, Father.

Therefore, he is like Uncle Dae's only friend.

Red, when you get to know each other quickly, father also

See what others can't see in you

Uncle Daeng's kindness and compassion towards his friends

Join the world of people and animals

Everyday the ghost after midnight, Uncle Daeng or the monk

At that time, Daeng would walk out of the kuti alone.

Then my father saw all those actions and could only think about it. I

wondered but didn't want to find the answer until the day.

One desire to see it has reached a dead end.

Dad asked Uncle Daeng directly why he disappeared every night.

Where is the late night before coming back? I

want to clarify that I am preparing to build a temple, not that I am sneaking around.

Have sex or make an appointment with any woman to commit adultery.

If you want to know, go and see tonight. But will you be

brave enough?

Both your voice, face and actions It's

like an adult teasing a child, making the father feel I'm

angry that Uncle Daeng is insulting us. The

kind that makes you feel like Uncle Daeng looks at his father like

With other people who are greedy and white-eyed, which my father is not.

That night, he followed Uncle Daeng along the canal. The

cloth covering the canal, the cloth covering the perimeter, full dress, as

Uncle Daeng told. The two young monks walked along the path.

Soil that is soaked with water and goes to the light source

Bright from the Takhian tree, the storm-stricken one walks

The front shows a small path to the gate.

Two people walked in a row, carrying a powdered powder,

covering the roadside, making it scary that the rats were peeping. The

amulet can bite us all the time.

After walking for a while, my father began to realize

Where is Uncle Daeng going? The

way to the cemetery is not wrong.

At first, my father hesitated and didn't want to walk any further.

But when I think of Uncle Daeng's words at the beginning

Therefore, I would like to show and make it clear that my father

That's not like other people. My father is not a stingy person.

So he followed Uncle Daeng.

At a considerable distance away with a single light,

after almost 10 minutes, the two finally arrived.

Stopped in front of a pair of deserted walkways.

Without proper care, the dog fart vines grew thick and covered the area.

Thep Lung Daeng put down the lantern and arranged the seat.

In front of the grave, light incense and candles.

Paying homage to the Triple Gem, my father himself laid out a seat on the side.

After a moment of confusion, but still not rushing to ask anything.

After setting up Mo 3, Uncle Daeng recited it.

Long Pali words that are so familiar that it made my father shudder. Yes, that's right.

That is the prayer that the guides often recite. It is

certain that what was said the night before the sermon was correct.

So when Uncle Daeng closed his eyes and started preaching, He

began with a gentle voice and the

preacher's name, which

sounded like the light of the candles shining down on him.

Of those who lie still and let the ground fall on their faces, father.

I understand everything. Uncle Daeng comes here every night.

To preach to my deceased father and mother

But the children listened to it for the sake of their thoughts. My

father has already criticized me as useless.

Once you die, there is no way you can get up and sit on the shore.

Sermons when the back and waist aches, but then You

have to change your mind immediately when the wind blows.

One fan blew dust into Father Than Khyee's eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I was startled. The

body is around the area where Father and Uncle Daeng are sitting.

Close your eyes and listen to the narration. There are many people there.

Surrounded until it was pitch black, everyone sat with their folded hands.

Putting hands together neatly and bowing head to listen to the Dhamma with a

calm manner, it would be very pleasing if those people

There is a common human condition, but here everyone is not.

Made from dead bodies, some headless and placed on the lap

Some people have stomach cramps and their intestines are spilling out and gathering outside.

Some people come and sit with swollen faces, mouths full and eyes bulging out.

Almost out of the light and there are many more

Those who come to sit in a condition that indicates The

cause of death is known without any closure. It

was a suitable time to give a sermon.

And let's end it here.

Thus, Uncle Daeng's voice ended his speech. The

sermon was gentle and many souls were there. Those

sitting around them all melted away. The

fog must be strong wind.

All the time, my father sat sweating so much that his robes were soaked.

Tuang Daeng sighed deeply before turning around and looking at him. Look at your

father's face and smile. Are you afraid that he will ask you to smile? "

Yes, there are some. No, I'm afraid," Dad replied hesitantly. Uncle

Daeng's dry smile exploded with laughter. It

came out until the sound reverberated in the cemetery. Now, father knows.

And where has Uncle Daeng disappeared to every night since?

Then my father would come with Uncle Daeng every day and after that After the

sermon on evil spirits is finished, Uncle Daeng will

Teach the father all kinds of knowledge, every mantra he will teach.

Pass it on to Wan Lop Wan Lop when it's complete, then give it to your father.

Try using that spell and see if it works or not. There are

some spells that my father can't use, but there are some. It was so

good that Uncle Daeng praised him

endlessly. One day, someone invited a monk from the temple to chant. The

corpse of a young woman who died while still alive, which the villagers came to

They invited each other to whisper that the dead person was very clever because I

know that the one I think is your wife The

young district chief has always been wrong.

She is a mistress, the truth was revealed by the circle.

When the first wife came to point her finger and scold me at my house

Both show evidence, which is a marriage certificate.

Seeing that heartbreak made her hang herself. To

escape the shame, use a rope to tie the face. The

house which is a love nest and her house with The

husband of the district chief got it back that day. The parents were shocked.

Worried relatives hope to wake their child up The

pregnant women in the early morning were all shocked. My eyes

widened when I saw her lifeless side.

Hanging from the front door of the house that is open

Leave it and let the [ __ ] and piss overflow and spill onto the floor, causing embarrassment. The

more pitiful of the men was the

seven-month-old son who should have died. The

heart is in the womb and the body is leaking out and gathering together.

With the excrement of your mother and father The

dead person fainted and then passed away again, which is the last moment that we see. The

back of the daughter is like this

She performed miracles since the time she was cut.

How many ropes are there to bring down the lifeless body? No matter how

many volumes, no string can be broken. It can

even cut off the size of a child's little finger.

Everyone who was there at that time also encountered

Supernatural phenomena that occur in broad daylight The

dead man stood crying in the corner of every house.

People saw and heard it clearly, it's definitely not true. We

have to wait for someone to tell us to run away.

That house is not a place for life, it is a place for life.

Only Preed was the one who arranged the use of knives. The

doctor cut the rope and brought the body down to the temple. The

coffin was placed in a coffin waiting for the religious ceremony to continue.

Of course, when I heard about that, I went to the monk.

No one would dare to accept the invitation. It

was my father and Uncle Daeng, along with two other old monks,

who went to chant the Abhidhamma that night. The

haunted ghost of a young woman who died while still alive

Open a show without offending people

Hoping for the Buddha to be beautiful, it was only possible to get it from the first grinding machine. The

animal was violently attacked and fell to the ground.

Rolling out, the people at the event broke.

He went outside until everyone was out, even the

two monks, the abbots, threw their palm palms and ran away with their robes.

Until forgetting the deterioration of the body, there is only Uncle

After Uncle Dang, only Dad is still with Tee.

It's not that Dad isn't afraid, but Uncle Daeng is pressing his legs down.

Father Rattan whispered in a heavy voice. Of

course, if we are so scared that we lose our sanity, we will be harmed by

They, they that Uncle Daeng said, Father said he knew.

Tell me who you mean because the back of the stand is down. In

that empty space, father saw a woman standing. The round

face carrying a baby girl disappeared

before our

eyes after everything returned to normal.

Until the end of the ritual, Uncle Daeng walked to the first pillar.

Continue to the front of the house before performing the nail hammering ceremony.

Spell it out since then, the whole ghost won't get it.

Where else would you go out and run amok besides walking around in The

house was shown to relatives and they had to sell it

after listening to the story that sounded like a fairy tale.

Before my father finished bathing, my mother told me to go take a bath.

Before I got up and left there with my quick mouth

Turn back and tell your father with a bright voice every word.

Those words come purely from my inner feelings, my dear. I

believe that ghosts really exist, Dad.

Shh as I walk around carrying both my sarong and my handkerchief The

body goes to the bathroom built outside the house.

It must pass through many piles of wood that are red and full of eggs.

Plus, my eyesight is still focused on women.

One person sits holding a baby hanging from a wooden box. The

voice that is so cold as the young man sings a lullaby

Lull the baby I'm holding in my arms to sleep with my sweet voice

But he stood there, frozen in shock from the color of his skin.

Pale white leaning towards green, making it confident

Then he said that it wasn't a human being and suddenly that body

Then he disappeared. I turned around and started running into the house. I

went back to my father but before I could take a step, I had to The

fall was light because the woman's body was standing there.

Swollen face, bloated body, rotten worms, bulging eyes, tongue stuck out of mouth

Carrying the baby, she bent down towards me until her face was

Almost touching the lips that cover the big teeth The

midsection slightly lifted and the voice was hoarse.

Dry and cold, don't be shy and speak with goosebumps.

Here comes my little ghost.

Ghost and that's the last thing I remember.

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