The second uncle's tone was very serious, without any joking. My scalp was already numb. Who would do this to make lanterns from the skin of living people?
My heart was beating hard, and I said to my second uncle with a sad face, "With those two lanterns guarding us, can't we get in?"
"That's not necessarily true."
The second uncle frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. He took out a white candle and a copper mirror, placed them on the ground and said,
"Later, I will try to immobilize the two ghost slaves in the human skin lamp so that they cannot tell the news. You can take the opportunity to go around to the backyard and find out first who the village chief met and what they talked about."
"Um!"
I nodded vigorously, but I still felt very uneasy. I looked at the two human skin lanterns with fear on my face, wondering how my uncle would deal with them.
I saw the second uncle put his middle finger into his mouth and bit the blood mark with his teeth. It didn't hurt. He dipped his middle finger in the blood and wrote and drew on the bronze mirror, making many crooked lines.
These lines are drawn together to form a strange pattern.
Then the second uncle lit the white wax, placed it gently on the ground, held the bronze mirror in his hands, and adjusted the angle slightly so that all the light from the candle shone on the bronze mirror.
The candlelight was reflected by the bronze mirror and immediately magnified the spell on it, forming a blurry pattern that shone straight on the two human skin lamps.
In an instant, I felt the human skin lantern shake violently, and two white shadows actually floated out from under the lantern, struggling very hard, trying to crawl in through the crack in the door.
I was shocked and shouted at the top of my voice, "Second uncle, those two ghosts are running away..."
"Can't run away!"
The second uncle let out a low shout and took out a pair of chopsticks from his arms. The chopsticks had pointed tips, one black and one white. He held them firmly in his hand and threw them towards the two white shadows.
Then there were two muffled sounds, and the chopsticks, one left and one right, nailed the two white figures to the door.
No matter how hard the two shadows struggled, they could not get rid of the bamboo chopsticks shot by the second uncle. Instead, they were covered in smoke and slowly disappeared from sight.
I looked surprised, feeling both novel and scared. I pulled my second uncle’s sleeve and asked him what was going on.
The second uncle forced out a stiff smile and said that chopsticks are yin and yang, which represent the harmony of yin and yang. As long as they are used properly, they can also ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters.
"I have used bamboo chopsticks to immobilize the two lantern ghosts. Go to the backyard to check the situation. Remember to be careful and don't be discovered by anyone inside."
I hummed, got up from my hiding place, and tiptoed to the backyard of the village chief's house.
Fortunately, the gate to the backyard was not closed tightly. As soon as I arrived at the backyard, I slowly opened the door and crawled in. I saw an oil lamp burning in a room. I quickly pressed my back against the wall and moved inch by inch toward that side.
I finally moved under the window of that room, and before I could take a breath, I heard the village chief’s nervous voice,
"Master Wang, is it really okay to do this?"
At the same time, another hoarse and sinister response came from the room, "I won't lie to you. This is the only way to solve the trouble in your village. The source of this disaster is the crazy wife of the old Zhou family. Although she is She died, but her resentment still lingers in the village, and the only way to resolve these resentments is to find her body as soon as possible."
Overhearing these conversations, my heart immediately trembled.
The village chief really has a problem.
But fortunately, my mother's body has not fallen into the hands of these bad people yet.
The village chief sighed and said, "But Zhou Xuan's mother's body has been hidden by the old immortal, and no one can find it now."
"Zhoujiagou is not a big place, so that old man is probably hiding in the back mountains. Starting from tomorrow, if you directly mobilize all the villagers to look for him, I don't believe you can't find him!"
The old voice snorted coldly, "Remember, you must not be merciful at that time. If you want to snatch the body of that crazy woman as soon as possible, leave it to me to exorcise evil spirits. If you continue to delay, her resentment will become stronger day by day. Then your village will really be finished."
"Now that I know Master Wang, I will definitely cooperate with you fully."
The village chief seemed to be very afraid of Master Wang and was always careful when he spoke.
I leaned my body against the wall, curious about who this so-called "Master Wang" was and how he could convince the village chief with just a few words. I slowly stood up against the wall, intending to open the window and take a closer look.
But just when my hand was about to touch the window, there was a muffled "bang" sound outside, which instantly scared me back.
People inside the house also heard the noise outside. The village chief and Master Wang stood up from their chairs at the same time.
"What's going on outside?"
"No, someone touched my arrangement. It seems that there is an expert in your village. Maybe the immortal is back!"
Master Wang spoke in a low tone and quickly told the village chief,
"I'll chase the people outside. You stay in the village and continue to conduct rituals. Remember my words, you must not be benevolent as a woman!"
After saying that, the mage named Wang jumped up, kicked open the door of the room, and hurriedly chased towards the main door.
My heart was beating like a drum, and I huddled in the corner without daring to move. It wasn't until Master Wang rushed out the door that I had the courage to take a look at him.
Just at this glance, my heart almost jumped out of my chest with fear.
What did I see?
This Master Wang is actually a dead man!
I thought my eyes were dazzled, so I rubbed my eyes and continued to look towards the front yard. Although the night was very dark, I still confirmed with the light of the village chief's house that I was not wrong.
"Isn't the coffin maker named Wang dead a long time ago? When my grandfather and I went to the coffin shop in the town that night, we saw his body with our own eyes. Why now..."
My cheeks were as bulging as a toad, and my face was covered in cold sweat.
Fortunately, the coffin maker didn't notice me hiding at the foot of the wall. After breaking out of the room, he immediately looked up in the direction of the hanging human skin lantern and snorted coldly,
"Even my ghost slave can be immobilized. I don't know who he is. If you have the guts, just show up and let me meet you personally!"
After saying that, he kicked off his legs and ran quickly to the door of the compound. His toes barely touched the ground and it felt like he was flying.
I became even more nervous. This coffin maker had an evil look on his face and he was very difficult to deal with. Now that he had discovered that his second uncle was guarding outside, would it be detrimental to his second uncle?
I finally found a relative, and I didn’t want anything to happen to my second uncle, so I gritted my teeth and was about to chase after him to remind him.
But not long after I got up, another flashlight beam came from the courtyard and shone on my face.
"Zhou Xuan, why are you hiding in my backyard?"
I was blinded by the flashlight and subconsciously blocked it with my hands, but I still heard the village chief's voice. I felt panicked and turned around and ran out of the backyard door.
"Stop!"
The village chief ran very fast and soon caught up with him. He even picked up a pole in his hand and cursed:
"You bastard, I never thought you could come back alive after being so desperate. Haha, that's fine. As long as I catch you, I won't be afraid that he won't show up."
Old beast!
When I heard the village chief's shouting, I couldn't help but turn around with a look of sorrow and indignation, "It turns out that you are also involved in plotting my family's affairs. You are not worthy of being the village chief at all."
boom!
The shoulder pole thrown by the village chief hit me without any bias. I staggered on my heels, lost my balance for a moment, and fell down on my feet.
The village chief ran over, stepped on my waist, and said with a livid face,
"Shit, why should the evil done by your Zhou family involve the whole village? I am also forced to have no choice."
