The wind in the courtyard dropped, and wisps of cool air came in through the gaps.
"Brother Xianshen... open the door..."
The childish voice made my heart tremble slightly, but I calmed down again in an instant!
The white mist became thicker, completely covering the headless woman.
A strong gust of wind made the door shake!
The mist drifted away with the wind, and the headless woman disappeared.
My breathing became rapid, my heart beat like a drum, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
Since the night when Lao Qintou was buried, the headless woman has been following me, and I almost didn't leave the village.
The last time he failed to recruit Tang Qianqian, he attracted her, but this time she suddenly appeared again.
They all say that they don’t do anything bad and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. I have never provoked her at all.
Could it be that this headless woman knew about my fate as the God of Plague? She couldn't do anything while Lao Qin Tou was still alive. She didn't show up until Lao Qin Tou died?
For a moment, my heart sank to the bottom.
Because there are different types and levels of ghosts. If a person commits five thousand evil deeds, he will become a ghost in the five hells after death, and if he commits six thousand evil deeds, he will become a prisoner in the twenty-eight hells.
Common ghosts in the Yang world include gray, white, yellow, black, blood, and green.
Gray is the ghost of reincarnation, white is the ghost of misfortune, yellow is the ghost of injustice, black is the evil ghost, blood is the ghost of blood resentment, and green ghost is the retribution.
Under normal circumstances, the limit that a person who has passed through the underworld can deal with is evil ghosts.
If I had known that the skinless ghost in the villa was not my mother, I would never have dared to provoke her.
I don’t even know why. I was obviously going to die at that time, but I would suddenly have earth energy and put it into the paper man.
And every time this headless woman appears, wearing a bright red bellyband, she is also full of blood resentment. I am no match for her!
It's impossible, right? I have to use Yangsha blood to force her back every time?
Moreover, there seems to be a certain pattern to her appearance. Except for the first time after Lao Qintou was buried, the last two times were all after I used the watchgong?
"Young... Young Master? Are you okay?" Tang Quanzhan's trembling voice broke my thoughts.
I turned to look at the west room. Tang Quan was holding a crutch at the door, looking at me nervously.
"Uncle Tang, it's okay." I breathed a sigh of relief.
Tang Quancai cautiously walked out of the west room, his eyes cautiously scanning the unconscious woman and the chamber pot.
The moonlight filled the air, stretching the shadow of the chamber pot into an elongated shape. Old Gong's dry head looked around with furtive eyes.
I walked up to the woman and pulled out the chamber pot with my kick.
The chamber pot Gulu rolled twice and stood up unsteadily.
Suddenly Lao Gong stared straight at me, his eyes not moving.
"Uncle Tang, there is something under the roots of the peach tree. Go dig it out and have a look." I said again.
"Okay." Tang Quan responded solemnly, limped towards the root of the peach tree, picked up the shovel that the woman had dropped earlier, squatted under the root of the tree, and dug hard into the soil.
Lao Gong's eyes suddenly squinted and he glanced at Tang Quan.
Without hesitation, I pulled out the mourning stick from my waist and whipped it toward its head!
This old Gong is so weird. He is obviously just a poor ghost, and he is an innocent ghost at best, but he actually knows what is on me.
"Don't fight! Don't fight!" Lao Gong screamed.
"Pah!" I hit it on the face with a stick, leaving a deep scar!
Lao Gong screamed.
I slapped the other half of its face with the stick again.
Yellow-white smoke billowed out, and Old Gong's head became loose.
I was about to take the third stick.
Lao Gong pulled his neck and shouted sharply: "Don't hit! Don't hit! The little girl is caught!"
I jerked my hand and asked Lao Gong: "Who was arrested?"
Lao Gong and I, the cognitive poor guy, look the same on the surface, but are actually much weirder.
Before the headless woman appeared, it quickly shouted and closed the door.
When danger approached, it called me to put on shoes again.
Embroidered shoes are my trump card, even Tang doesn't know about them.
At this moment, it said that Xiao Niangpi was caught. Who is Xiao Niangpi? What does it have to do with me?
My thoughts are like lightning.
But Lao Gong stared straight at my trouser pocket, twitching his nose vigorously and sniffing fiercely.
I frowned and put my left hand into my pocket.
The cold and soft touch made my hands stiffen for a moment, and then I took out the things in my pocket.
It is a yellow orchid whose petals are scarred and about to wither.
Its fragrance is very weak, only a hint of it.
But the night Eugene was hit by a car and died, I slept on the floor, but when I woke up, I was in bed, and the yellow orchid in my pocket was missing!
Huang Juelan is Tang Qianqian's body. The dissipation of the body means that the ghost has left the world and is no longer in the world.
As a result, Huang Juelan, which had disappeared, appeared in my pocket again... Does this mean Tang Qianqian didn't leave?
Huang Juelan is about to wither, which means that Tang Qianqian's soul has been tortured, and he is dying!
"Who caught her!" My voice suddenly became hoarse.
Huang Juelan's hands trembled slightly, not daring to exert force, and stared at Lao Gong.
"No... I don't know..." Old Gong's head became more and more scattered, as if it was torn apart, and all fell into the chamber pot.
The mourning stick is specially used to beat ghosts. Lao Gong held up two sticks, and it was obvious that he could still take the third stick before. Among the wronged ghosts, he could withstand being beaten.
The moonlight shines on the chamber pot, but it seems to be mottled with rust.
Tang Quan supported the crutch again, walked quickly to my side, and looked at the Huang Juelan in my hand in panic.
"Master...who was arrested? Is it Qianqian?"
Although I didn't tell him about the object of my life, judging from Tang Quan's face, he clearly knew that Tang Qianqian liked Huang Juelan the most.
After taking several deep breaths, I kept calm and told Tang Quan not to be anxious. There was indeed something wrong with Qianqian and she had not crossed the border from the Chenghuang Temple. I would find her as soon as possible.
Tang Quan's face turned pale and he said uneasily: "Could it be that You Feng... takes revenge on us by finding someone to harm Qianqian's soul? Feng Hanxuan is rich, and with money he can make trouble and invite people of the highest rank."
I was silent for a moment.
Even if You Feng could invite the Nine-Level people from Huangsi, they would not be able to interfere with the ghost of Chenghuang from crossing the border.
There must have been some kind of accident at the City God's Temple. Qianqian's crossing happened to be interrupted, and she fell into the hands of others.
"I'm going to Fenghanxuan." I said.
Indeed, You Feng is the most likely to retaliate.
After all, I made Feng Hanxuan haunted, and Eugene was possessed by a ghost before he died. Although the person who killed him was someone arranged by the Xu family, You Feng would definitely not be able to find out, so he could only blame Tang Sanchen and me.
"Master, I'll go with you!" Tang Quan said immediately.
"Uncle Tang, you can't help me by following me." I shook my head directly.
His eyes fell on the chamber pot again, and he quickly took out a roll of cinnabar rope and wrapped it around the chamber pot.
Lifting the chamber pot, I walked to the threshold of the main room and groped for the floor tile that the woman had opened earlier. There was a square pit half a meter deep underneath. I threw the chamber pot in and covered it with the floor tile.
Looking back, Tang Quan was still standing where he was, feeling extremely tormented and restless like an ant on a hot pot.
"Uncle Tang, you don't have to think that you are useless if you can't help. I felt the same way back then. The facts tell me that ordinary people are really powerless when facing these things."
"A ghost is a person who has died once. He will not die a second time. I will bring Qianqian back as soon as possible."
"If you follow my instructions, there will definitely be no accidents."
"Throw this woman out. She is plotting with ghosts and is not a good person. Old Gong has been sealed by me. He may come out later, but don't believe anything he says! Ordinary people can't listen to lies. "
"Keep adding incense to Qianqian, don't stop." After I said this quickly, Tang Quan was so excited that he hurriedly turned and entered the main room. He first lit a stick of incense for Tang Qianqian's spiritual place, and then hurriedly moved it. Women on the ground.
I left the yard and hurried to the entrance of the village in the city.
During this period, I took out my mobile phone and dialed a number.
