Hauntings are actually resentments that persist after death, disturbing living people and even affecting their actions.
The more unjust the corpse is, the more evil it will be, especially if the evil corpse becomes a broken corpse.
Or some specific evil corpses, such as the evil woman who destroyed the house, and many kinds of evil corpses described in the Book of Houses.
As long as the Yang Qi sweeps through the Feng Shui bureau, it will definitely affect the haunting guests.
Actually, it's not that I haven't thought about drawing talismans, but I can only draw six talismans at most, and they are just evil-suppressing talismans.
If I were to draw a stronger talisman such as the He Kui Corpse Killing Talisman, I would be exhausted if I could only draw one.
Therefore, I can only place my hope on the Feng Shui Bureau.
The firelight reflected on the pages of the book, and I quickly scanned the words and patterns on it.
I turned directly to the last part of what Jiang Yihong taught me and started reading further.
But after reading only three pages, I felt a burning sting in my eyes, and a buzzing in my head, as if it was about to burst.
Those words seemed to be understandable to me, but in fact they seemed like messy symbols.
I wanted to understand, but my head instantly became a mess.
At first I thought it was because I didn't get a good rest that day and was under great mental stress, so I became confused.
After closing my eyes and concentrating for a long time, I read the book again, and my head shook, as if I had been hit by a blunt object.
I hissed and slammed the page shut.
This time, I even feel that I can’t remember the original content of Zhai Jing...
I closed my eyes tightly, but my eyes were still burning.
After a long while, I struggled to open it. When I looked at the cover of Zhai Jing's book, my hands were trembling slightly and I didn't dare to open it again.
Only then did I understand why Jiang Yihong asked me to come out to practice when I was about halfway through learning, and would not allow me to continue learning...
This is not a problem that I didn’t get a good rest, but that the content of this book is too mysterious. I have reached the limit of being able to finish half a book in such a short time.
Is this what you call biting off more than you can chew?
After a long moment of silence, I took the book back and put it away.
Paperman Xu looked at me several times during this period, but he didn't say much.
I tried hard to adjust myself, and after a while, I finally stabilized my mind and suppressed the backlash from my forced study of homesteading scriptures just now.
I just want to say that not finding a way to help makes me feel even more powerless.
Fatigue and sleepiness coupled with a dull pain in my head made it impossible for me to hold on any longer.
Lying down on the turf, I leaned my body sideways, put my hands together under my head, and slowly closed my eyelids.
Exhaustion made me fall into sleep quickly.
And this time, I had a very restless sleep.
My consciousness was groggy, half asleep, and then when I regained consciousness, I found myself sitting on a wooden bed. The room was very shabby, but very familiar.
At this moment, I knew that I was dreaming, and I was back home...
I could vaguely hear someone talking in my ears. The voice was very familiar. It belonged to my father.
I just can’t understand what is being said...
Even though I knew I was dreaming, I felt extremely sad.
I rolled out of bed tremblingly. I didn't even bother to put on my shoes, so I hurried to the door of the bedroom and pushed open the door!
A gust of cool wind blew on my face!
The moment the door opened, there was a blood-red face in the dark, eyes wide open, staring straight at me!
He was wearing a green hemp jacket, with a green hemp rope wrapped around his shoulders. He had a ferocious face and knotted blue veins on his temples. He looked extremely fierce!
"Dad..." I felt even more uncomfortable, like needles pricking my heart.
But he suddenly raised his hands and strangled my neck with both hands!
I couldn't resist this tyrannical force.
I tightly grasped his forearm with both hands, trying to push him away, but he was even stronger, and he pinched my neck directly and lifted me up!
A strong sense of suffocation swallowed me up instantly. Even in my dream, the pain of not being able to breathe was particularly clear.
The last breath of air in my lungs was exhausted, and the suffocation made me faint. My father's ferocious dead face kept flashing in my mind.
I suddenly felt that I had reached the critical point, my vision went dark, and my whole body seemed to be soaked in water...
The neck that was being strangled seemed to be loosened all of a sudden, but I still couldn't breathe.
His consciousness barely recovered, and his eyes regained their vision.
I realized that I didn’t know when I was in the water...
My face was cold, and a pair of hands was holding my face.
In front of me is a woman floating upright in the water.
Her face was green, and her hair spread out in the water, like countless tentacles.
I couldn't breathe, but I could feel her lifting me up slowly...
Suddenly, his head popped out of the water!
I felt the air and took in big breaths, feeling the ecstasy of the rest of my life!
"Mom..." After taking a few breaths, I subconsciously shouted out.
But I was stunned to find that there was no one in front of me?
Where am I in what water?
At this time, I was sitting next to a bonfire, and the flames were so high that the orange-red flames kept beating...
wake up?
I patted my face and shook my head, my head became much clearer...
After two heavy breaths, I found that the night was still very deep and very quiet.
He Zhi was still lying not far from me, showing no sign of waking up.
On the other side of me is the paper figurine Xu on the wicker hammock.
On the left side of the bonfire, leaning against a coffin, Granny He fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Even the wolf mastiff in the bushes was sleeping deeply.
I took out my pocket watch and glanced at the time. It was two o'clock now, almost half past midnight.
There wasn't much sleepiness left in my head, so I stared blankly at the bonfire. The contents of the dream made me very depressed.
Is it because of what the watchman said?
I was still vaguely affected, and that’s why I found my father’s corpse to be terrifying? Want to hurt me?
Or is it that Wu Xianchang has already done something to my father...is this a sign?
But according to Master Jiang Yihong, nothing will happen to my father and second uncle before I go back to Jiuhe County...
In addition, when I was dreaming of being in the water, my mother lifted me out of the water...she was also saving me.
She literally saved my life every time...
There was a faint rustling sound in my ears, as if someone was walking in the willow forest.
I looked up and scanned, but couldn't see even half a ghost.
But I quickly thought that it should be the white raccoon boy in Liulinzi?
Moreover, I vaguely heard an extremely weak sound, like a gong.
After feeling faintly panicked, I accidentally pulled out something.
That was the dirty piece of cloth promised to me by the paper man.
After hesitating for a long time, I turned my head and glanced at the paper man Xu again.
I pursed my lips, no longer hesitated, and threw the cloth directly into the bonfire!
