In my uncle's teahouse, I heard the sound of things being smashed. I knew the ghosts were there, but I didn't see them;
When I followed the Master for the first time, whether it was in front of the nun's tomb or in that church, I only knew that the ghost was there, but I didn't see it myself;
The first time I went out alone, I found the brushed tie that the ghost used when he was alive. I even encountered resistance on the way, but I only knew that the ghost was there, but I didn't see it in person;
In the alley of Wanglongmen, with the help of Da Mao, I saw off the bardo of a half-deaf old soldier. I also knew he was there, but I didn't see him in person;
But now, I actually saw it for the first time.
This kind of psychological shock is almost as much as the sum of every kind of shock I have experienced in the past twenty years. I once asked Master what ghosts look like. Master told me that they have noses and eyes, but they are much more haggard and pale. Most of the time they look like they were when they died, or their emotional state. So I have always had a specific description of ghosts in my heart, but it wasn't until I faced him face to face that I realized how childish my previous description was.
The sudden appearance of the face wiped out all my past sketches of them in an instant, and then directly turned into an answer that I was looking for but wanted to escape, deeply and clearly engraved in my mind forever.
It is not an exaggeration to say that in the past few years of being a teacher, I have experienced a lot of ghost things, big and small, but I have always perceived them rather than witnessed them. To a certain extent, I even expected that one day I could see for myself what the ghost looked like and whether it was what I thought it was. But until I saw this old woman, I realized how stupid my previous fantasy was.
When people are frightened, they will instinctively freeze and then make evasive movements. That moment of astonishment may have only lasted a few tenths of a second, but in those few tenths of a second, I almost recalled all the ghostly things I had experienced in the past few years. I tried to find anything remotely similar to the scene in front of me in any of the clips, but I couldn't find any. When I reacted and tried to dodge, I completely forgot that the door behind me was locked tightly.
When I desperately stepped back, the back of my head hit the door firmly. This violent impact failed to prompt me to blink. I only felt that my eyes suddenly became a little darker, and the picture was distorted a little, but that terrifying face just stayed close to me as I retreated, even the distance was gone. Nothing has changed.
I knew I had to react or I would be doomed. I don’t want the last memory of my life to be fixed on such a ghostly face. So I didn't have time to think too much, I picked up the slap with my left hand and hit the old woman in front of me on the head hard. The moment I touched it, I felt a slight electric shock in my palm. It took almost all my strength to hit it. It was like hitting a cotton pillow wrapped in plastic paper. I could feel it. The power is being dispersed due to contact, but the lack of strength makes me feel particularly unreal.
I guessed that I might have hit it, because the feeling flashed by, and it was like a lot of black gas, which dispersed in an instant, drifted and disappeared before my eyes. Only then did I understand that what the third child told me before was that when she went to rescue Liao Yuxuan, the black mist she saw was probably what I saw in front of me, but I was closer than the third child at that time, so I just see it more clearly.
After the black air disappeared, the pressure on the entire face suddenly became much lighter. At this moment, I already know what is happening in front of me. Even if it is my first time to directly witness a ghost, I can't let my mind wander even a little bit. It's not that I am not afraid, but I am so nervous that I have forgotten to be afraid.
The pressure on my body was reduced, and I could lean against the door. After the black air disappeared, behind the black air, about three or four meters away from me, by the opposite wall, stood two people, one tall and one short. The short one was a woman. Her face looked strange, as if she was half One side is particularly swollen, while the other half appears to be a little shrunken. The eye near the swollen side is wide open and has some popping eyes. It looks like an inflated balloon. At this moment Just a slight touch will make it burst out with a lot of plasma.
So I guessed that this was the ghost with the crooked face that Liao Yuxuan mentioned.
The other one is just as I guessed when I first checked the footprints. He is a tall and thin man. For a man, his hair is obviously a bit long, but it looks like he has some hair loss. The hair on the top of his head is gray and sparse. His expression was dull, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or worried, but more like a kind of indifference to everything around him. His hands made a slight movement towards his chest, causing his hands to hang down, which was a sign of letting go. at the position of one's own hip bone. He was shirtless and skinny, much like the way my father told me about my great-grandfather when he was a kid. Wearing tattered off-white trousers, he was pale all over, but he looked dirty. He was shaking his feet and had no shoes on.
However, I did not see in him the feeling that Liao Yuxuan mentioned before, that his chin can be lifted to his chest.
Of course I knew in my heart that these two were still ghosts, not people! Not only that, but now there is the ghost of an old woman in this closed room. I just suppressed it and hid it, but that does not mean that it does not exist at the moment. The two ghosts in front of me, a man and a woman, just looked at me motionless. This inexplicable silence suddenly aroused my fear. I wanted to run away, thinking that the old woman ran away after I beat her. Doesn't it mean that the strange power at this moment has disappeared? Can I open this door?
So I passed the incense stick in my right hand to my left hand, and used my right hand to grab the bolt on the door. I still didn't dare to move my eyes away, staring at the ghosts of the man and the woman.
Mrs. Wang's house is very old. In this kind of mountain village, every family is not rich. Some families don't even have padlocks in their main rooms, let alone the doors of this house. So this door actually only has a door handle, not even a door bolt. After I touched the handle, I started to pull hard and found that the door was still locked tightly.
I tried several times but couldn't pull it away, and at this moment, the male ghost actually shook his body. Since I was watching these two ghosts closely, even this slight shaking made me feel a little nervous. shock. However, the most terrifying thing was not just that. He slowly narrowed his eyes, slowly raised the cheekbones on his face, and then slowly opened his mouth, as if he was about to smile.
Just when the mouth opened to about one centimeter, its chin and lower jaw seemed to be broken in half, suddenly dropped, and then hung on its chest, as if only a piece of skin was tied to the chin like a rope. In the half of the mouth that fell down, there was still a sharp and slender tongue hanging diagonally.
I have never seen a more disgusting picture than this. Even when I followed the master to dig the nun's grave and saw the bones, I was not as disgusted as now, because this kind of nausea is also accompanied by an extreme sense of uneasiness, Liao Yuxuan said , when he saw this male ghost, he pounced towards him, and now this male ghost showed the state that Liao Yuxuan saw, does it also mean that it is about to pounce towards me?
Sure enough, it and the female ghost suddenly rushed toward me very quickly and in a running-like posture. This scared me so much that I was so anxious that I didn’t know where the strength came from. I actually ran in the direction they were running, and rolled forward in front of me.
I don’t know why I made such an action at that time. It was probably instinctive. When people are in danger, they will always burst out with some unprecedented potential. It’s just that my potential is more ugly. It’s like a pangolin rolling forward. . But when I turned over, I clearly felt that my body was piercing through their bodies. The feeling was different from the feeling of beating the old woman Zi Weiba before. It was more like me piercing my face into the snow all at once. into the snowdrift, and then immediately emerged from the snowdrift.
It doesn't snow in this city, at least I haven't seen it snowing in the city. All the imagination about snow is learned from other people’s mouths. So I know that snow is cold, which means that when I passed through the bodies of these two ghosts, they gave me a cold feeling.
I immediately stood up, handed the incense in my left hand back to my right hand, and struck the two ghosts, a man and a woman, above their heads respectively. This time, I didn't have time to feel it properly. When it didn't feel the same as when it hit the old woman, the two ghosts each had a little spark similar to that after burning gunpowder. It crackled and did not turn into black gas, but just flashed a few sparks. Just disappeared. Along with their disappearance, there was a buzzing sound in the ears. This sound is very similar to the resonance in your ears when a woman screams in your ears with a sharp and shrill volume at close range, and then stops suddenly. So although I have this feeling in my ears, I still feel it. I can’t remember whether I actually heard that scream.
When I followed Master in the church before, I saw him fight ghosts in a similar way. The ghost of the missionary who was beaten and then taken into the wooden fuji by the master also had crackling sparks. Does this mean that I also killed them both?
I suddenly felt a little happy, even a little excited. Thinking that Zi Wei Tao is really powerful, people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of ghosts. I use the magic generals to send ghosts to fight, just like they scared me at the time. It feels so good.
When I leaned my back against the wall, this position was exactly where the two ghosts, a man and a woman, were standing just now. When I was feeling very proud that I had successfully beaten a ghost for the first time, I suddenly felt a slight itching sensation from the back of my neck.
It feels like someone is gently scratching your neck with long but not piercing nails...
