"Boom!"
I stabbed the Guandao in my hand hard against the ground, and several cracks appeared on the marble floor.
"You shouldn't be here! Where are you going?"
I originally wanted to scare him with my status as a Taoist priest, but I didn't expect that he was not afraid at all.
He just stared at me silently, and fell to the ground silently.
I immediately took a few steps back, holding the sword in both hands, ready to respond to any sudden attack.
To my surprise, he didn't turn on me.
Instead, he walked around me and kowtowed to Guan Gong, who was shattered into dirt!
Ghosts worship Guan Gong?
What are these methods?
In the blink of an eye, countless dead souls appeared at the door without any warning.
I took a closer look and saw that among the ghosts there were men and women, old and young.
The clothes are even more diverse, ranging from the court clothes of the Qing Dynasty to the gowns of the Republic of China, as well as some modern clothes.
It was as if they couldn't see me at all, so they kowtowed to Guan Gong and stood up straight with their hands tied.
"Squeak"
"Squeak"
…
The door opened, and the souls of the dead floated out from the end of the corridor.
The female ghost standing at the front had blisters on her face like a toad's back, which made people feel chilly.
As for the person standing behind her, it was even more miserable.
Especially the old ghost from the Republic of China in the corner. He was wearing a shroud on his upper body and a pink skirt on his lower body.
With their appearance, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly.
I bit my index finger hard and squeezed out a few drops of blood from my fingertip.
"laugh"
The moment the blood fell to the ground, it was like falling on an iron plate, and smoke was rising.
As I guessed, everyone in this room is full of vitality, otherwise there would not be such a strong reaction.
Hundreds of ghosts roam the night, rarely encountered in a thousand years.
This prestigious gold-selling cave has become a veritable ghost building.
Several young waiters had fallen to the ground in a mess, and the remaining girls did not know where they were.
Manager Huang was quite courageous, and he did nothing but wet his pants.
I secretly checked the time, and it was just one o'clock in the morning, at least four hours before the rooster crows at dawn.
If I want to keep myself safe for four hours by myself, the only option is to rely on God.
However, with my current approach, this is basically impossible to achieve.
I looked at this group of evil spirits that suddenly appeared. There was no red light in the middle of their foreheads.
They lost their heavenly soul!
If a person loses his heavenly soul, he will suffer a serious illness. When people call for souls, they are the heavenly souls.
And ghosts without their heavenly soul means they have no ability to think.
Therefore, they are just a group of cannon fodder who were deceived by others!
Don't try to confront such a brainless young man head-on.
He's not even afraid of being turned into ashes, so what else can he be afraid of?
You have to use a soft knife for this!
Thinking of this, I suddenly had an idea.
Turning around, I shouted in a low voice: "Manager Huang!"
"Hey...hey!"
The severe fear made his tone soft, and he huddled in the corner of the counter, with only his head exposed.
"Bring out the wine, I want strong liquor!"
Manager Huang stood up tremblingly, pulled out a few cardboard boxes from the counter, walked around the layers of resentful ghosts, and placed them heavily in front of me.
I quickly opened a bottle and fell to the ground with a splash: "The visitor is a guest, and we invite you to a banquet!"
However, I can only sigh silently in my heart: You are deceived, and it is actually very miserable.
But I have to do this. If you don’t die, the living will suffer.
That’s it!
Get on the road!
The aroma of wine rushed out in an instant, and the ghosts came forward to smell it.
But there are more wolves than meat, and with so many resentful ghosts gathering here, even moving the moat won’t be enough!
Taking advantage of this moment, I quickly waved to Manager Huang: "Take the cup, the smaller the better!"
Soon, a wine cup appeared in front of me.
This kind of cup is commonly known as the "ox-eye cup" and can hold up to 7 yen of wine.
I poured a glass, and they immediately gathered together to smell it.
I'm like a kindergarten teacher, except I'm coaxing a bunch of ghosts.
There is a saying in Buddhism, if the flags are not moving, the wind is not moving, it is the heart that is moving.
No matter whether it is a person or a ghost, once thoughts arise, they will naturally become impulsive.
The resentful ghosts who can linger in the human world are basically the ones whose wishes were not fulfilled during their lifetime, and who are hungry and cold after death.
It would be best to end up with no way to return the favor, and the underworld will not accept it.
The desire hidden in their hearts is comparable to the opening of the floodgates. Now when they see a sip of wine, they want to break their heads and grab it.
Drink, drink more.
I'm here to watch the show!
