There was a slight click, which was obviously the door being secured.
The soundproofing is very poor and I heard slight muttering.
"The door is locked...what happened..."
Heart heavy, I walked quickly to the right.
When we arrived at the door, it was ajar.
I pushed the door open directly.
The light inside the house is dim and green.
At one glance, I saw Zhang Gui...
Not only Zhang Gui, there is also a "person" in the house...
No, it can’t be said to be a human being, but a ghost!
Height and waist are almost the same.
The clothes were tight, and the flesh on his neck was piled up like strips of flesh, with traces of patches, like squished, twisted, blurry faces.
Invisibly, I seemed to hear bursts of wailing, but in reality, I heard nothing.
The ghost turned around and stared at me blankly.
His eyes were extremely scarlet, his lips were thick and big, and his belly was so round that it looked like it was about to burst open. Even from the side, you could see it very clearly.
He licked his tongue, his eyes became hungry, and he stared directly at my waist.
Take a step and he will come towards me!
My heart suddenly sank.
Zhang Gui immediately turned around and twitched his hand suddenly.
There was a soft snap and I saw that he was holding a slender whip in his hand.
The fat ghost stopped, a trace of pain flashed across his face, and his body twitched.
"Is there nothing in the house? If not, just come back honestly. Brother Luo is one of our own."
Zhang Gui's voice was deep and reprimanding.
The ghost was reluctant and moved closer to Zhang Gui, his thick lips trembled slightly, and he whispered a few words.
Zhang Gui's pupils shrank and he murmured: "Are you sure? Lead the way!"
His last two words were spoken in a very deep tone.
I didn't hear the ghost's "nonsense" clearly, but Zhang Gui's demeanor clearly revealed some clues!
The ghost came towards me with a squeaking sound.
His eyes were fixed on the door.
I stepped aside slightly.
And the moment he passed by me, his fat face suddenly revealed a burst of greed, and he reached out and grabbed my waist!
I was shocked.
At this distance, it is too late to use any targeted measures.
He stepped back again and his body hit the wall.
I pulled out the mourning stick and whipped the ghost in the head!
Everything happened in an instant. The ghostly hand took out the chamber pot from my waist, and what he caught in his hand was a dry old man's head.
Lao Gong's face was full of horror and he screamed: "I want to die, I want to die!"
The ghost's mouth was so big that it looked like it was going to swallow Lao Gong in one mouthful!
I hit his face with the stick, and white smoke came out, but it had no effect at all...
This is also a bloody and resentful ghost. This mourning stick is mostly aimed at resentful ghosts. To him, it is just like scratching an itch.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Lao Gong's head collapsed... and turned into ashes of gray gas.
But the ghost took a sharp breath, as if it wanted to suck all the gray energy of Old Gong's soul into his mouth!
My expression changed even more!
All this happened too quickly, and Zhang Gui yelled angrily: "How presumptuous!"
He took a few steps forward suddenly, flicked the whip in his hand, and wrapped it directly around the ghost's neck. He pulled hard again, and the ghost staggered and failed to absorb Lao Gong's soul.
At this time, I had already pulled out the gong and clapper, stared at the ghost with an ugly expression, and was ready to strike the gong.
Zhang Gui raised his hand at the same time, pulled out another whip, and whipped it down several times.
The ghost's face became even more distorted, and there were actually several cuts on his neck, face, and even head at the same time!
No, not the mouth...but the mouth!
This scene made my scalp tingle and my skin crawl.
The next second, Zhang Gui put away his whip, took out a talisman, and slapped the ghost's head hard.
The talisman disappeared visibly to the naked eye, as if it had been immersed in the ghost's head.
The cracked mouth on his head and face also calmed down and disappeared...
Moreover, his eyes became slightly dull.
"Lead the way!" Zhang Gui scolded in a deep voice.
The ghost paused for a moment before walking towards the door again...
The gray mist released by Old Gong Beng had already penetrated into the chamber pot.
I took a few steps back, and when I reached Zhang Gui, the fat guy squeezed out of the door.
Zhang Gui's face was full of apology, and he motioned for me to follow him first.
When we left the teahouse on the first floor, no one could see the fat guy, and many eyes were on me and Zhang Gui.
Of course, no one dared to come forward.
After leaving the teahouse, there were sparse lights on the streets outside.
This place is too remote, no different from the small streets in the county town.
I always look ugly.
Lao Gong had already condensed, and was trembling all the time, mumbling that he was going to die, which would be extremely disturbing.
However, I can't be bothered by Lao Gong.
This has nothing to do with him, he was almost eaten before.
Originally, a poor man is timid, but luckily he only has one brain. If he had the courage, he would probably be frightened to pieces.
Ahead, the fat ghost walked slowly.
Zhang Gui's face became even more apologetic and he kept apologizing.
He also explained that this was just a satiated ghost that had been raised in a special way and had eaten many ghosts of the same kind, and now had a gluttonous temperament.
His method of controlling ghosts is one of the weakest. Using Yin symbols as a medium and providing ghost food can bring out the ghost's original abilities, and even if trained, the ghost will become more ferocious.
It is for this reason that ghosts are not easy to control.
As for the previous Zhao Xi, he used himself to raise ghosts and directly borrowed ghost power. He was more like half human and half ghost, and once the limit of use was exceeded, he would be counterattacked.
As for Luo Hu, the Yin card is used, and the ghost's ability is even weaker.
I squinted my eyes slightly, feeling slightly shuddering in my heart.
Zhang Gui's words undoubtedly explained the composition of their abilities again.
The stronger the control, the weaker the ghost?
It can be seen that he really doesn't want to offend me.
Otherwise, these things should not be said casually.
My face looked a little better, and I was about to tell Lao Gong to shut up and tell Zhang Gui that it was okay.
Zhang Gui took out a silver box, opened it, picked out a large amount of corpse oil, and quickly spread it on the edge of the chamber pot.
Lao Gong was startled and suddenly retracted into the chamber pot, and the corpse oil fell into it.
"It's okay, Brother Zhang. I just didn't come back to my senses for a while. Old Gong is okay too. Next time, I will have experience. I will take good care of Old Gong when I see you letting him go." I replied with a much gentler look on my face. .
Zhang Gui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before we knew it, we came to a completely silent street.
The surrounding houses are even older, with no tiles on the surface, and some places are even abandoned.
The dead ghost stopped in front of a closed iron gate.
There are old rolling shutter doors on both sides of the doorpost, and the word "HAIL" is printed on a row of doors.
This is even older than the old and small community.
There is also a vertical plaque on the doorpost on the right side of the iron gate, and a lot of the writing on it has fallen off.
It says: "Family Building of Suihua District Mental Health Hospital."
The dead ghost seemed to feel some threat and did not dare to enter.
But greed appeared on his face, and he kept licking his thick lips, as if he was struggling and hesitating.
