But before closing it, that small crack had already allowed Yun Kong to catch a glimpse of something.
Not much, just a little.
He saw a small hand behind the servant, glowing with light yellow, floating in mid-air.
Maybe if you open the door wider, you can see the little girl.
Soon, the servant's footsteps gradually approached again.
This time, the door was opened wide enough to allow one person to pass through.
"Boss in charge, please come in and follow me." The servant's tone still had a hint of panic.
Yun Kong thanked him and strode in.
The cloth strips on the bamboo pole suddenly lifted up for no reason, pulling the bamboo pole.
Yun Kong was still confused, but a thick suffocation immediately hit him. He shuddered, his consciousness blurred for a moment, and he quickly knelt down on one knee to prevent himself from falling.
"Yunkong!" Yunkong came back to his senses when he heard his senior brother calling him.
He felt that every pore on his body was ventilated, and his right hand holding the bamboo pole was still trembling slightly.
It's resentment!
Very, very, very strong resentment.
Yunkong raised his head and looked around with dim eyes, feeling that this place was full of dead spirits!
Thousands of resentful souls are imprisoned here, wandering around and wailing in the courtyard.
Seeing Yun Kong fall, the servant hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
"Junior brother, aren't you fainting from hunger?" Yankong asked deliberately.
Yun Kong could only smile bitterly in return.
He took a breath, poured it directly into his Dantian, braced himself, and resisted the resentment with righteousness.
The two junior brothers followed the servants into the lobby.
"I'm going to get something to eat. Master Taoist, please sit down for a moment." With that, the servant left.
The empty lobby suddenly fell into dead silence.
"Brother, something is wrong here." Yun Kong couldn't help but say.
"I know." Iwakong opened his eyes and observed the lobby carefully.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time, we'd better leave."
"Shh!" Yankong glanced at the door of the lobby, and Yunkong hurriedly looked back.
A tall man stood at the entrance of the lobby with a child riding on his shoulders.
The tall man's eyes were dull, and his whole body was covered with a faint light.
The child looked down at them with a gloomy smile: "Who are you?"
Yun Kong quickly stood up and bowed, saying: "We are Yunyou Taoists, and we are disturbing you here."
"Hehe..." The child chuckled as if he had seen something interesting.
It turned out that the waiter came with a plate.
A few sesame cakes were placed on the plate, and a thin layer of flour was sprinkled on the sesame cakes.
When the servant saw the little boy, his face suddenly changed and became as white as sesame seed cakes.
"Young... Young Master..." The servant stuttered, his eyes almost falling out of his sockets, and his hands shaking uncontrollably.
"Be careful," the child said with a smile, "the crumbs...don't make the floor dirty."
The servant was so scared that he hurriedly placed the plate on the table: "Two Taoist priests, please use it slowly." The servant's eyes moved around, not knowing what he was afraid of.
"Cake crumbs, crumbs." The boy known as the young master kept reminding him.
"Taoist priest... when you eat the cake, don't make the floor dirty..." the servant said, suddenly glancing at the ceiling, "Don't... don't make it dirty..."
Yun Kong was also infected by his fear and became extremely cautious, even his movements became stiff.
The child stared at the cake in Yunkong's hand with expectant eyes.
Iwakora sat down on the ground pretending to be relaxed. He knew that his physical condition was not good, but he tried not to care about it.
He knew that the tall man in front of him was another human Gu.
He also knew why the servant's eyes were glancing upward.
Because of the voodoo, they like to live on the roof beams or in dark places in the corners of the house.
He knew why crumbs shouldn't stain the floor.
He watched his junior brother Yun Kong carefully eat the cake, trying to put his head above the plate so that the crumbs would not fall out of the outside of the plate.
"Young Master..." The servant bowed to the boy in a panic, "I'll leave now."
"Humph." The child ignored the servant and stared at Yunkong with a malicious smile.
The servant was relieved and ran away as if he had escaped.
Seeing the servant leave, Iwakora began to stretch out the little finger of his right hand.
Then he put his little finger into his nostril.
The air around him immediately became very heavy.
Yun Kong stopped eating the cake because he felt a depression pressing into his chest.
Yan Kong's little finger dug slowly in his nostrils.
The child's face has gradually turned from white to red...
The light on the tall man carrying him also changed color.
Yankong didn't seem to notice the changes around him, and he picked his nose leisurely. Soon, he picked out a small ball of yellow-brown stuff.
The little boy's pale face was still smiling obscenely.
Yankong stood up unsteadily and staggered towards the child.
He smiled and asked: "Is it the young master?..."
"snort."
"What's the young master's last name?"
"I am the eldest young master of the Ling family." Xiaotong said coldly.
"Okay." Iwakong said, jumped up, and pointed his finger at the child's cheek.
The little child screamed and fell to the ground.
The tall man Gu had the same expressionless face as before, without any movement at all.
The child was tumbling on the ground, shouting, and trying to push the boogers away from his face in fear.
"You stinky Taoist priest! stinky Taoist priest!" The child screamed irrationally, "My father is indeed right... stinky Taoist priest!"
Yankong jumped forward, held the child down with one hand, and quickly inserted the little finger of the other hand into the child's ear canal: "I just lied to you, this is the truth."
The child wailed in fear and looked at the rafters in fear.
There was a commotion on the roof beams.
Dozens of light spots lit up in the shadows of the roof beams.
"Gu!" Yun Kong screamed unconsciously.
"Let's go, junior brother." Yan Kong weakly patted Yunkong, urging him to leave.
"No! Taoist priest! Save me..." The child obviously saw death. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were filled with a dark mist of despair.
It's too late, but it's soon.
There was a bright light on the roof beams.
Dozens of small light spots shot out from the beams of the roof.
Suddenly, in the lobby with the morning light of the rising sun, one after another sad lights appeared.
The light spots rushed towards the child crazily, causing the air to make a hissing sound.
The child fell silent before he could scream.
But in an instant, he was paralyzed, and he didn't even have time to exhale his last breath.
He looked up into the sky with dull eyes, his limbs spread out weakly, and his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Yankong waited for a while, then walked towards the child's body.
"Yunkong, come and touch it..."
Yun Kong stepped forward and pressed the child's body with his hand.
The child's body suddenly collapsed, like a deflated balloon, lying softly on the ground. The thin skin was wrinkled like old cloth, and the outline of the bones inside emerged.
His body was drained.
All energy sources, adenosine triphosphate, were instantly drained, all cells dried into thin sheets, and even the five internal organs became like dried meat.
Yankong said to Yunkong: "Do you understand why I was so scared in the first place?"
Gu hate filth very much, and Yan Kong's move triggered them to attack their master. When the Gu attacks its master, it is more vicious than when it attacks others.
"Senior Brother, I know Gu is scary, but I didn't know it was so scary."
"Today, you can be considered to have gained some knowledge."
"But..." Yun Kong glanced at the tall human Gu.
"Obviously, this is not raised by Master Ling. The Gu only attacks the master."
"What about the Gu just now?"
"The Gu just now... they have lost contact with their master and are free."
"Freedom? Wouldn't that mean turning back into a resentful spirit?"
Yankong lowered his head tiredly: "Probably... It is said that during the Hou Jing Rebellion in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, many families in the south of the Yangtze River were exterminated in the war. The poison they raised lost their hosts, so they spread around and caused harm. It was called "wild way". Medical books of the Tang Dynasty stated that There is a way to govern the wilderness."
After hearing this, Yun Kong became even more horrified.
The hall returned to terrible silence. At this moment, there were only two living people, one dead person, one human Gu, and countless resentful souls.
"Let's go, junior brother, go find the people in this village. There must be a place for refining Gu in such a large village."
"Brother, be careful." Yun Kong no longer wanted to stay any longer.
"I am senior brother." Although Yankong was weak, he still maintained his majesty.
Yun Kong gathered his energy and took a deep breath.
The young master of the Ling family is only about ten years old, but he has already practiced so many Gu.
Who is the owner of this house?
Just as they were about to walk out of the lobby, a trembling voice came: "Did you kill the young master?"
