After the sound, Fatty Song immediately stood there blankly.
Then green light flashed in his eyes, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
He walked to the barbecue stall without touching the ground, took out the kitchen knife from the kitchen and headed towards Sister Yingchun's house.
Obviously, this guy has been possessed by an evil spirit because of the evil thoughts in his heart.
Here is a special explanation: why some people’s heels do not touch the ground when they walk after being possessed by ghosts.
The ancients said that those who do not keep their feet on the ground are short-lived.
When walking, if the heel does not touch the ground, it is regarded as not walking on the ground.
When such a situation occurs after the ghost has appeared, there is generally no need to save the person, as he is destined to die.
At the moment when Fatty Song was possessed by a ghost, the compass in front of the old corpse driver suddenly began to tremble violently;
The prayer wheel in the red lama's hand spins faster;
The paper figures in the paper shop all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the haunting.
The corners of the paper man's mouth curled up, and a weird laugh that was more terrifying than crying reverberated throughout the paper shop...
At this time, Fatty Song was chopping the door of Sister Yingchun's house with a kitchen knife, causing wood chips to fly.
Mrs. Yingchun in the room tried her best to resist: she stuck the mop out from the crack of the broken door and pushed Fatty Song hard.
"Fat Song, are you crazy? If you do this again, I will call the police!"
Calling the police can scare a living person, but at this time, the barbecue master has been possessed by a ghost.
Hearing this, he was still slashing hard with one knife after another, with a smile unique to an idiot on his face.
At this moment, a crisp bell rang, and it was the lama in red who was turning the prayer wheel and arrived.
Seeing the lama, Fatty Song, who was possessed by the ghost, suddenly became alert, and hollow sounds came from his mouth.
"Stinky monk, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business!"
The red-robed lama ignored the evil spirits and chanted the six-syllable Great Ming Mantra: "Om Mani Pai Mei Hum!"
These six words are nothing to ordinary people's ears, but to the ears of evil spirits, they are like thunder.
Fatty Song's fat body swayed visibly, with a painful expression on his face.
"Stinky monk, you are looking for death!"
Then he immediately raised his kitchen knife and roared towards the red lama.
The lama in red just glanced at the evil ghost charging towards him, and then sped up the prayer wheel in his hand.
Bursts of silver bells came out from the prayer wheel along with the chanting, which fell like a charm in the ears of evil spirits.
Fatty Song suddenly staggered, feeling like the whole world was spinning.
He was so unsteady that he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Smelly monk, you..."
The red-clothed lama ignored it, but put away the prayer wheel and quickly moved his fingers.
Then he bit off his middle finger and placed the "Vajra Demon-Suppressing Seal" on the evil ghost's forehead.
"Om mani bei me hum, auspicious and peaceful!"
Fatty Song, who was on the ground, immediately kicked up his legs, twitched all over his body, and was trembling with foam at the mouth, as if he was having an epileptic seizure.
Seeing that the evil ghost was subdued by him, the red-clothed lama said to Sister Yingchun in the room.
"Tashid."
"Female donor, you can come out now. The evil spirit has been conquered by me."
After hearing this, Mrs. Yingchun opened the shabby door little by little.
Just as he was about to say something, he looked behind the red lama and exclaimed.
"There's more behind you!"
"What?" Before the red lama could react, he felt burning pain coming from his back.
When I looked back, I saw Mrs. Yingchun's neighbor who was also possessed by the evil spirit and was swinging a kitchen knife around.
"Smelly monk, who asked you to meddle in other people's business! You deserve to die!"
The evil ghost's actions obviously angered the red lama. While spitting out the six-character mantra, he suddenly knocked the "flower drum" on his waist.
The sound of the drum was extremely ethereal, but when it fell on the ears of the evil ghost, it was no less than five thunders. After screaming, he covered his ears and ran away into the distance.
How could the red-robed lama let go of the evil ghost? He immediately took great strides to chase after him.
Seeing the lama and the evil ghost leaving one after another, Zhao Youliang, who was hiding in the dark, ran out immediately.
This wasn't because he didn't want to help on purpose, but because he was held back by the invisible brother from the Huang family.
"Sister Yingchun, are you okay?!"
Seeing that it was Zhao Youliang who came, Mrs. Yingchun finally felt relieved.
He barely held back his tears and nodded gently: "I'm fine, thanks to the master just now."
Looking at the broken door and Fatty Song lying on the ground, Zhao Youliang thought for a moment before speaking.
"Sister, you can't stay here for the time being. I'll take you to a hotel in town to rest for a night."
"We can wait until daybreak to discuss other matters."
Now that things have come to a point, Sister Yingchun can only agree.
After such a weird thing happened, she really didn't dare to let her stay at home alone.
If you go to Zhao Youliang's place to stay, it's inevitable that outsiders will gossip about you.
After all, he is a man and a woman alone, and he is still a widow.
Therefore, a hotel with a lot of people becomes the best choice.
On the way to see Sister Yingchun off, the pretty young widow couldn't help but ask.
"Quantum, how did you know something happened to your sister-in-law?"
Zhao Youliang was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and he hesitated before speaking half-truthfully.
"Sister, to tell you the truth, I now have an immortal family."
"If you don't believe me, can I ask him to come out and show you?"
Sister Yingchun laughed and scolded her when she heard this, thinking that Zhao Youliang was deceiving her.
However, after he made such a fuss, the feeling of fear dissipated a lot.
"Quantum, Fatty Song... was he really possessed by a ghost just now?"
"Forget it, I won't ask. The more I ask, the more scared I get!"
...
On the way back after settling in Sister Yingchun, Zhao Youliang couldn't help but ask Huang Yu.
"Brother Huang, why didn't you come out to help the great monk just now?"
"Did you know that great monks can defeat evil spirits?!"
Huang Yu looked solemn when he heard this: "You have the capacity, if I tell you that 'monk' is not a good person, would you believe it?"
After finishing speaking, before Zhao Youliang could speak, he began to explain the reasons for his judgment.
"Quantum, have you seen the 'flower drum' hanging on the lama's waist? It's made of human skin."
"A complete girl's skin, peeled off alive!"
"What? What the hell?!" Zhao Youliang was completely shocked.
"Brother Huang, are you kidding me?!"
Naturally, Huang Jiaxian would not joke, especially when judging a person's character.
It turns out that in the evil old society, there were many bad people among lamas.
Their cruelty far exceeds our modern imagination, such as the human skin drum just mentioned.
The main material of the drum is the human skin of a sixteen-year-old girl.
In order to find pure, uncontaminated human skin, the lama would visit all the poor and humble serf families.
From those babies who have just learned to walk and have not yet spoken, select girls with beautiful faces and fair skin.
The girl chosen as a sacrifice will undergo the first extremely cruel and painful torture - having her ears pierced and her tongue cut off...
