After so many years, this name reappeared in my ears, and I just felt like it was a world away.
In an instant, all the memories of many years came to my mind, and the scenes quickly passed through my mind like a movie.
I suddenly felt like crying. The grievances I had accumulated for many years made me unable to hold back the moment I heard my mother calling.
Thinking about the age when I should have been in school, I ended up at a funeral home instead.
Think about other people’s fathers, and then think about my father who wanted to kill me at that moment.
…
There are some things that you can't think about, but you can actually resist them.
It is like an ice cube that has accumulated over time. It is difficult for the outside world to cause damage to it, but once it encounters a breeze, it will slowly disintegrate from the inside.
This is the case with human grievances.
"mom!"
The moment I shouted, a searing heat instantly burned from my arms to my neck.
It was this burning that made my whole body tremble.
I immediately woke up. How many years has my mother been gone?
At this moment, I just want to thank this left arm. Without it, I would really be trapped!
"Two eggs."
The voices inside were still calling. I looked at the fog around me and suddenly thought of something.
Among the many monsters and monsters, there is a particularly special existence - the enchanted ghost.
There are two types of ghosts, one is naughty and the other is really harmful.
Naughty superstitious ghosts are just trying to make some noise in the wasteland, such as letting you see a gold ingot on the ground. When you pick it up, you find it is dog poop.
The second type is to actually kill people.
It will transform into the person you want to see the most, or the thing you want to get the most.
Moreover, this thing is very smart. It will set up a trap for you step by step. Once it finds out all the secrets in your heart, it will then create a fantasy for you.
For example, if this person dreams of a villa, it will create a villa fantasy.
When I walked over, I realized that there was a cliff at my feet. When I woke up, it was too late.
All this is because of his true nature - he is a baby who has not grown up.
It's no secret that ghosts inherit human nature.
In other words, if you look at this ghost's virtues, you can probably tell whether he was good or evil when he was alive.
Those perverts who stalk women are basically not good people when they are alive.
Having said that, although this obsessed ghost is not a big woman who commits great evil, it is not as dangerous as imagined. As long as she can get out of the confusion, it won't be a big problem.
But this thing is like a dog-skin plaster, it can't be torn open, it can't be avoided, it's very difficult to deal with.
If you encounter someone who is inexperienced, throw out a few thunder charms and blow up the obsessed ghost to ashes. It will be fun to watch, but you will never get out of the confusion.
It is said that to untie a bell, one must tie it. This is a very appropriate word to describe the obsessed man.
At this time, I also understood why this baby's slope has become a place where many Taoists can attain enlightenment.
If you want to leave here safely, you have to go through at least three levels.
The first level is relatively difficult, how to completely get out of the confusion.
I rely on the power of the four images in my body, otherwise it would not be so easy to leave.
As for the second level, it all depends on knowledge and experience.
If he takes action rashly and beats the obsessed ghost away, he will probably be trapped here forever.
This last level is the one I have to pass before my eyes.
How to deceive this obsessed ghost is the top priority.
I wiped my face, adjusted myself, and walked into the stone door pretending to be confused.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a figure.
She turned around and called out softly: "Is that you? Erdan."
Even though I was fully prepared mentally, when I really saw her face, I still couldn't help but tremble all over.
I suppressed the mixed feelings in my heart,
Called softly: "Mom."
When I shouted this, I suddenly felt relieved.
Even for a few seconds, I was grateful for the fascination before me.
I know it's fake, but I'm still thankful for it.
You know, I haven't seen my mother's voice and smile for more than ten years. Now that I see her again, how can I not feel ripples in my heart?
"Good son, let mom take a look."
I walked forward step by step, and suddenly there was a burning sensation on my left arm again.
I paused, feeling entangled and complicated in my heart.
After hesitating for a moment, I decided to walk up.
Perhaps I have the ability to protect myself from the power of these four images. The more I lean forward, the more fiercely it burns.
When I was only a few meters away from the obsessed ghost, I grimaced because of the burning pain on my arm. It felt like putting my arm in a frying pan and frying it.
"Son, how are you doing after your mother has been gone for so many years?"
This obsessed ghost is truly a strange creature among ghosts, and his words go straight to the heart of people's hearts.
At this moment, I suddenly realized that what I had just thought was wrong. This most difficult stage was actually a knot in my heart.
Its light words almost broke down all my defenses.
The psychological construction I had done before also disappeared at this moment.
I held my breath and took a few deep breaths: "I'm doing okay, how about you?"
"Mom misses you!"
Two lines of hot tears poured out of my eyes uncontrollably, but my mind was extremely clear.
"Thank you."
"What? Mom doesn't understand."
I looked at it coldly: "I said, thank you."
"Thank you for letting me see my mother again, but it's not true after all. I don't want to play with you anymore."
After that, I sat next to it and gently put my left arm on it. It jumped three feet high with a roar like a frightened rabbit.
"Let me out, let's keep the water in the well and the river in the river."
The moment I exposed him, the charmed ghost's expression suddenly changed, and he scoffed in a high-pitched voice: "Yo! Grandpa, I have been playing here for so many years, and this is the first time I see a sober master."
"I won't let you go, what can you do to me?"
As he spoke, he took the initiative to lean into my ear as if provoking: "How about you kill me?"
I wiped the tears from my eyes and chuckled, "Of course I can't kill you."
"I'm going to show you something. Look what it is!"
…
