I looked up along the three-inch golden lotus, and sure enough, it was a female ghost again!
Half of this female ghost's face is covered with burn scars, and her left eyeball is completely sealed in the scars. Because of the scars, her lips look particularly like a rabbit.
Different from ordinary female ghosts, her hair is not disheveled, but only the right side of her hair is hanging down.
As for the left one, he has a bald head that is more standard than that of a monk.
I stood up quickly, looked at her warily, and slowly reached for the backpack behind me.
"Thank you."
Her words made me stop immediately, and the hand that had just touched the big seal did not go down any further.
The female ghost is wearing a long goose-yellow gauze with a satin-covered silk skirt tied around her waist. If you look closely, you can still see the dark lines on it.
This outfit was definitely the outfit of a wealthy family in ancient times.
I seem to have guessed her identity.
"Are you the master of the handsome mansion?"
There was a trace of sadness on the female ghost's lips: "Times have changed, how can there still be a handsome mansion?"
"I'm nothing more than a lonely soul staying here."
Just this sentence made me look at her with admiration.
Reasonable ghosts are rare.
While I was stunned, the female ghost spoke again: "Thank you, hero, for giving this little girl a chance to see the light of day again."
"Um?"
I looked at her suspiciously, and then thought of the note in the jar.
"You mean, someone blocked you before?"
"Exactly."
The female ghost put her hands on her lower abdomen and said softly: "I was originally the daughter of a handsome man, but I was accidentally killed by the housekeeper. In order to destroy the body and eliminate traces, they shaved my head."
"He was worried that the matter would be exposed, so he teamed up with his concubine, my personal maid, to set a fire."
The female ghost slowly turned around, looked at the collapsed kitchen, and murmured: "A hundred years ago, this was my bedroom."
"Why."
She didn't care whether I wanted to listen or not, she just kept talking to herself.
No matter what, if you have been holding back for hundreds of years, you will finally say it, so I will be a qualified listener.
"Later..." The female ghost bit her lip: "Later, the fire was out of control, and the entire handsome manor became a sea of flames. More than a hundred people in the house all died here."
Her tone of voice was always calm, and occasionally a little sadness could be seen, but no resentment could be heard.
After she finished speaking, I felt a slight doubt in my heart: "The one who sealed you in the jar is..."
"It's the butler."
The female ghost smiled sadly: "The housekeeper was my distant relative. He wanted to invade me while I was sleeping. He accidentally strangled me to death."
"Later, when people from above tracked it down, they only found my maid."
"The one in pink?"
The female ghost was startled, with a complex expression on her face covered with scars: "She is still here?"
"Is she okay?"
I was confused when I heard this, and nodded slowly: "We are no longer human, so what else can we talk about?"
"Besides, wasn't she the one who harmed you?"
"So what?" The female ghost lowered her head and her tone was obviously softer: "She has also been punished, what else is there to hate?"
"Besides, even if she doesn't harm me, I will turn into a handful of dust and leave sooner or later."
Hearing this, I just felt my heart tremble.
First she was killed, and then she was suppressed for hundreds of years. Her life could be described as ill-fated.
But instead of being aggressive, she was extremely gentle.
I had experienced too many deceptions and still retained my last bit of vigilance. I watched her carefully as she spoke.
There is no black and red aura in this female ghost's body.
This shows that she has never hurt anyone, either during her lifetime or after her death.
This is a truly good person!
Somehow, I
Suddenly I felt like crying.
"Well..." I whispered for a moment: "You were a good person in your last life, so you should be rewarded."
"Once we meet, I have to send you off."
The female ghost smiled and shook her head: "That's not necessary."
"Have a nice trip."
This is my only blessing for her. I hope that the sweetness of her next life can make up for the bitterness of this life.
Turning around, I set up the altar on the spot and first presented myself to the City God, and then to the Three Pure Ones.
I followed the highest Taoist standards and sent her on her way amidst the ruins.
As the paper on my hand burned away, the ritual ceremony came to an end.
However, when I looked up, the female ghost was still here.
I was stunned and she laughed.
"I told you, it's all in vain."
Since I came down the mountain, I haven’t seen a ghost that can’t be sent away.
"Do you know the reason?"
The female ghost nodded calmly: "This place was converted into a kitchen. I kill and chop meat all day long. My body has long been covered in blood."
"I cannot enter the door of the underworld."
This is true. Similar things have happened before, but they are relatively rare.
Unexpectedly, this happened to me.
For a moment, I also felt that it was a bit tricky. I had just released her and it was impossible to seal her again.
But if she doesn't do this, she will just be left wandering in the world.
And this choice is tantamount to making her suffer.
"hero."
The female ghost said softly: "How about I go with you."
"Follow me?" I looked at her suspiciously: "I am a Taoist priest, you..."
Her eyes were obviously darker: "That's right, how can humans and ghosts travel together."
