"Blood evil..." When I squeezed out these two words from my mouth, I felt a chill coming over me, my whole body trembled, and I couldn't pronounce the words clearly.
"Yes, blood evil, this is too rare, but the mother and son were killed in the hands of Bai Lizi. They are evil creatures in themselves, and they are bound to turn into evil after death."
"A mother's corpse kills her husband, and a parent and son kill their father. This black evil mother's corpse will become a blood evil in time, but at that time, their skin may not be able to be peeled off." The paper man Xu muttered to himself, It kind of gave me an explanation.
He looked at me eagerly and asked me again, is there anything I should pay special attention to in this mother and son.
I took a deep breath, feeling the heartbreaking coldness and the sad atmosphere that filled the room, and my mind became a little clearer.
After looking at the baby spirit intently for a moment, I stretched out my hand and carefully touched its abdomen.
Vaguely, I felt a little bulge.
It took a lot of strength for me to pull away the mother's arms that were holding her infant baby.
Then I carefully opened the baby spirit's swaddling clothes, and a thin and small body appeared in front of me.
Its belly was pale with a hint of scarlet, and its belly was taut, but the location of its navel was blurry.
I put my finger up again, and it seemed like there was nothing there, but when I touched it, there was still a bulge.
After exhaling my turbid breath, I whispered: "There is a solution in the Nine Art of Yin Sheng. Once the vaginal fetus turns into a baby spirit and falls to the ground, the umbilical cord between the mother evil spirit and the fetus will no longer be tangible. In this way, regardless of the baby, Wherever the spirit goes, the mother spirit can follow it, and the two are still one."
"In order to eliminate such a mother-child evil, whether it is to suppress or destroy it, it is necessary to break the connection. But the connection can only be broken temporarily at best, and it will be broken after a while."
The paper man Xu looked confused, as if he didn't understand.
Except for He Guipo who was still smoking by herself, even He Pheasant came over. However, she was still a little far away from me and glanced at me from time to time. It was obvious that she still couldn't suppress her curiosity.
I directly opened the big black wooden box and took out a thumb-sized earthenware bottle. A dark red cloth stopper blocked the mouth of the bottle, and there were many needles on it.
I pulled out a thin needle. The needle was covered with blood and rust.
I slowly inserted the needle into the fuzzy area on Yingling's abdomen!
After doing this, a strange scene happened.
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the wrinkled infant spirit's head seemed to lift.
What’s even weirder is that its eyelids actually opened!
A pair of small black eyes with red eyes looked at me blankly.
Sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead, and I forced myself to remain calm and continued in a low voice: "Uncle Xu, I temporarily used the little dragon blood needle to cut off the connection between it and the mother's corpse, but the baby spirit actually opened its eyes... I’m afraid something will happen before it gets dark and it’s overcast.”
Faintly, I felt a little uneasy.
The opening of the eyes of the infant spirit is also a situation specially described in the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng.
After the mother evil kills someone, the yin fetus will transform into an infant spirit. The infant spirit is extremely ferocious, hurting the soul and charming the mind. If the infant spirit opens its eyes, the evil will be doubled.
The infant spirit is a soul that has just been reincarnated. It has no name yet. It has no name in the book of life and death. There is no next life at all. Its resentment and ferocity are stronger. Regardless of whether there is any hatred, it will kill anyone on sight.
The blood needle of the little dragon can temporarily break its connection with the mother evil, but it actually opens its eyes during the day. I have never seen the blood evil's tyranny, and now it has given me a strong warning.
We must not wait until the time of heavy clouds, otherwise we don’t have to wait for the watchman. The mother and son are enough to make us drink a pot.
When there is too much noise and the watchman is summoned, the watchman will reap the benefits.
While I was thinking, Paper Man Xu's fox eyes narrowed into thin slits. He licked the corners of his mouth and said: "There are still three hours until noon. Even Lady River's skin can be peeled off, but she still can't peel off a pair." Are mother and son evil?
At the same time as he finished speaking, the paper man Xu directly stretched out one hand, picked up the infant spirit and clamped it under his arm. The other hand went through the back of the mother's corpse and pulled it off the bed.
"Mother and son died on the bed. This place is even more dangerous. I'll change rooms." After the paper man Xu finished speaking, he walked directly towards the diagonally opposite door.
The door happened to be right next to the room where Granny He placed the coffin.
With a creaking sound, the door closed tightly.
In an instant, silence returned to the main room.
He Zhi took out a lot of dry food from the cloth bag he carried with him and put it on the table.
"Eat something, Li Yinyang." She called me.
I was indeed already empty, so I picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into my mouth.
Gui Po He also ate something, but the leaf cigarette between his fingers was never extinguished.
After filling our stomachs, the three of us sat in the main room of Fang Zi's house, and the rest was just waiting.
I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time.
Unknowingly, in this blink of an eye, it was already nine o'clock.
Fang Zi's house is not on the main road of the village, so there is no way to guard the crack of the door to see how many watchmen there are and whether they have entered the village and gone to Liulinzi.
Sitting there, time passes slowly and painfully.
He Pheasant suddenly asked me, have I ever seen the paper man Xu peeling off his skin?
I shook my head and told her that Uncle Xu was also in the room last time.
He Zhi was thoughtful, with curiosity clearly still in his eyes.
But then, she gave me a hint of a look, and then glanced at Gui Po He.
I finally came to my senses, took two deep breaths, calmed down my expression, and then turned my eyes to Granny He.
"Old man, I have something to tell you."
Originally, Granny He lowered her head and smoked one puff at a time.
He looked up at me with a little doubt in his eyes.
"If you have anything to say or ask, just ask Yin Yang. From now on, one family will not talk about two families." He Gui Po smiled again and said.
"The coffin made of Wugui wood was cut from the locust tree in front of He's house and the poplar tree in the yard." I spoke.
Granny He's expression suddenly changed. His hand shook and the cigarette was broken...
Half of the cigarette burning with sparks fell to the ground, splashing a little spark.
"How many mulberry trees... were cut down?" He Gu Po's tone was quite calm, but she was obviously holding back.
But I changed the subject and asked: "Old man, can you tell me why the hag planted these trees? Also, does it have to be a bunch of willow trees behind the house? Every hag is like this?"
He Guipo frowned slightly, her eyes showing a bit of confusion.
He was a smart man, so he suddenly asked: "Is there a problem?"
When he said this, his tone became a lot more solemn, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Before I could continue, Granny He spoke again: "The shadow of the mulberry tree recruits new dead ghosts, and the poplar tree is happy when it sees the dead and welcomes the dead into the door."
"There are many things about the ghost woman, and they are all related to the dead. You have to be a ghost all year round to develop your skills and do those things."
