Seeing that Songzi was about to continue to choke, I quickly stopped him and stopped myself at the same time. Songzi seemed to sense something was wrong. I pointed at the other person's feet, and Songzi immediately understood what I meant. However, this guy seemed to have never seen ghosts before. At this time, he frequently hid behind me.
I didn't have time to pay attention to his cowardly look, but looked at the old man intently. Qin Bukong was the closest to the other party. Since he didn't move, I thought I shouldn't act rashly. So I began to move my steps slowly, moving my position beyond the line of vision of the old man. Sure enough, he did not focus his eyes on me, but continued to curse in that direction, specifically. I didn't listen carefully to what they were talking about, but it's not hard to imagine that they must be some complaints. As I moved, Songzi dodged with me, and several times he reached out and grabbed my waist. I really don't understand why this guy is so timid.
Soon I walked around to the side of the old man and got closer to him. I had already prepared Lei Jue and Zi Wei Tao in my hands. This old man seemed to be an ordinary ghost recreating the scene of his life. I can deal with ghosts with my eyes closed, so although I still feel a little confused at the moment, I don’t feel scared at all. In the past, most ghosts would hide away from people like me when they could. Those who couldn't hide were either much more capable than me, or they were willing to fight to the death with me. It's really rare to see someone like this take the initiative, not to mention that people like Qin Bukong and I can make this ghost disappear in just a few seconds.
After walking around to the side, I could see Qin Bukong's expression more clearly. Obviously, he didn't take this ghost seriously at all, and he didn't take action just because he hoped to find more clues about this ghost. We all know at this moment that the unreasonable appearance of this ghost in such a place must be because we moved the contents of the stone box, otherwise it would never be such a coincidence. Qin Bukong stared at the chattering ghost for a long time, then bent down and picked up a small stone on the ground, muttered a few words, and then spit it on the stone.
This is one of Qin Bukong's skills. It is said that anything stained with this kind of saliva, no matter what it is, can be used as a treasure to deal with ghosts. It sounds a little disgusting, at least when he taught me this trick a while ago, I was disgusted and never used it. What Qin Bukong was chanting was actually a spell, and this spell only had sixteen words in total. The general principle was to read out the Dharma in his heart, then mix it with the caster's saliva and spit it onto any solid medium. , you can briefly use it as a tool to attack ghosts, a bit like the hidden weapons in ancient times, but the ones coated with poison, which can poison ghosts.
Qin Bukong threw the stone in his hand towards the old man's ghost. The throwing speed was not very fast. Even at such a distance, as long as he was a little agile, he could still avoid it. But the ghost didn't dodge at all. The stone was thrown into his chest, and then penetrated directly through the body and fell to the ground. When it penetrated the ghost, he had that kind of flickering feeling on his body. This was the ghost. One of the most obvious manifestations after appearing in a certain inherent image and receiving interference from external forces.
The ghost didn't seem to be hurt by the slow throwing of a stone, but its reaction was extremely exaggerated. It raised its eyebrows high, opened its mouth wide, and stuck out its tongue. The entire face looked extremely distorted, and It also raised its hands, hugged its own head, and let out a low roar from its mouth. The sound was not loud but it seemed to be coming from everyone's eardrums, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. I couldn't help but take two steps back, and just as I took a step back, the deep roar suddenly stopped, and the ghost flickered for a few times before disappearing in the blink of an eye.
I subconsciously looked around, because if I was beaten away like this, the ghost would be too weak. About a second or two later, I saw a person standing by the river in the distance. It was the same man in the blue tunic suit just now. ghost. He seemed to be facing us, and then moved backwards slowly toward the center of the river. The water soon covered his body, but there was no reflection of his body on the water. Slowly walking further and further away, the part of his body above the water became less and less, until it was no more than his head and disappeared. .
Qin Bukong patted the dust on his hands, and then said to Songzi and me, let's go, there is really nothing fun here. After saying that, he picked up his backpack from the ground and started walking back. I caught up to Qin Bukong and asked, "What happened just now? Did you find anything after watching it for so long?" Qin Bukong said, this is just like what you are thinking now. Judging from the way it disappeared in the last scene, it seems to have been drowned in the river. This will keep repeating the appearance of death, so This guy is a ghost who committed suicide by drowning himself in the river. He was trapped by the water and couldn't escape.
I know what I said, but I was asking why it suddenly appeared here. Is it because we moved the things in the stone box? Qin Bukong nodded and said, there must be a certain relationship, but I thought a difficult one would appear, but I didn't expect it to be such a low-level ghost. Although he spoke in an understatement, I still noticed a hint of uneasiness in his heart. I thought he probably thought the same thing as me, that things would not be that simple, but I couldn't figure out why.
But our doubts were slowly given answers to us on the way home. When we started to turn back to the road, we met some pedestrians in twos and threes on the road. Even in some places where there were basically no people, there were all kinds of people dressed in different clothes, standing scattered on the side of the road. These people were walking alone, or a few of them were talking together, but when we passed by them, those people started to turn their heads and look at us with a very strange look, and those who were gathering together to whisper The person who was whispering actually stopped talking when we passed by, and turned his head to stare at us unscrupulously.
We didn't pay attention to the few people at first, but as we got closer and closer to the road, there were gradually more and more people on the roadside. Everyone was doing the same thing, which was too abnormal. At first, Songzi asked me if there was anything strange about us and why everyone was staring at us, but gradually he stopped asking because he also noticed something was wrong.
Yes, all the people who appear here are actually not humans, but all ghosts. Qin Bukong whispered to us, try not to look into these people's eyes, let's walk faster! After we reached the road, we walked faster and faster, but I began to feel a little scared. In fact, it was not because of the ghosts watching us, because I believed that I was capable enough to deal with it. What was scary was that so many people suddenly appeared. None of the pedestrians who were supposed to be on the busy streets were missing. There was no one alive in the bustling streets.
I imagined the worst possibility in my mind. If these ghosts swarmed up, I might be ten times more powerful than I am now, but I wouldn't be able to withstand this human wave tactic. When I thought of this, I exclaimed in my heart that it really wasn't that simple. I just opened the box, and from that moment on, apart from Qin Bukong and Songzi, I didn't see a single living person along the way. It seemed that the old man in Mao suit just now was just an introduction, and the real fierceness was indeed yet to come.
At this time, Qin Bukong was a little out of breath because he was walking too fast, but even so, he evened out his breathing and said to me, "Answer me, which level are we going through today?" I replied, "魑". Qin Bukong asked again, what does "Zhao among ghosts" mean? I thought about it and said that it is infinitely changing and confusing.
Qin Bukong said, yes, so the ghosts we see now are all part of this "murder" barrier. We have been trapped in this barrier since we opened the box. Except for the three of us, everything we see now are ghosts, but that doesn't mean that this city is occupied by ghosts, it's just that we can't see people now.
Songzi was very scared. He kept holding on to the strap of my satchel tightly, and then asked in a crying voice, "What should I do?" How can we go back? When I thought about it, I became a little desperate, because if we want to go back to Qin Bukong's home, we still need to cross the Yangtze River. According to the current situation, even if there is a boat to sit on, the captain of the boat, the sailors on the boat, the cabin The passengers inside must be ghosts rather than people. What if we get to the middle of the river and capsize the boat? With this rolling Yangtze River, am I going to be the son-in-law of the Dragon Prince?
So I asked Qin Bukong, what should I do? Can we still take the boat? Qin Bukong thought for a while and said, of course we have to sit down, but we have to try our best to pretend not to notice anything strange about these ghosts. Take a closer look at these people's clothes. Haven't you noticed yet?
Hearing what he said, I pretended to be fine and used my peripheral vision to observe the ghosts who immediately shut up and looked at us as we passed by. If not for this strange and unified movement, each of them would actually be invisible. Like a ghost. And the clothes of these people, some are wearing the light blue student uniforms of the old society, some are wearing cheongsam, some are wearing the clothes of masters, and there are even soldiers. These soldiers are also very strange. Not only are they wearing the clothes of the People's Liberation Army of the old society Old military uniforms, and even military uniforms from the national army.
Qin Bukong said, have you discovered it? These people are all people who have died in this city in at least the past hundred years!
