At night.
The huge Huang Mansion was already empty.
Li Daoxuan was sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, with his sword across his knees and an oil-paper umbrella beside him, quietly looking at the night sky.
After an unknown amount of time, he took off the Three Realms gourd from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and took a sip.
Naturally, what he drank was not the pond water in Longshou Mountain, but the fine fruit wine bought by Mr. Huang. This was the only thing he had to satisfy his appetite now.
"Sister Yu, do you think that ghost dares to attack me tonight?"
Li Daoxuan said suddenly.
The oil-paper umbrella leaned quietly beside him, motionless.
"It seems that she doesn't dare. If that's the case, then I'll simply create a chance for her!"
After that, Li Daoxuan took a sip of wine, then got up and left the pavilion, walked into the room where the old Taoist priest lived before, and lay down on the bed casually without caring about the death of anyone here.
As soon as the quilt was covered, he began to fall asleep.
Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye it was midnight, and the yin was at its heaviest.
Li Daoxuan suddenly sat up, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes. The ghost seemed to be really scared and has not appeared until now.
"Haha, don't call me a devil, call me a coward."
Li Daoxuan taunted loudly, but there was silence everywhere.
Seeing that the ridicule was useless, Li Daoxuan thought of going to the eldest lady's bedroom to take another look. He always felt that the other party was hiding some very important information.
It was still the same house smeared with black dog blood and chicken blood.
When I opened the door, the smell inside was much better. Mr. Huang asked his servants to clean it today, and it was much cleaner.
Li Daoxuan looked around and suddenly discovered a problem.
There seems to be no mirror in this room?
This used to be the eldest lady's room. It was equipped with rouge, gouache, silk and satin, but there was no bronze mirror.
Mr. Huang values the eldest lady very much, is he still reluctant to buy a bronze mirror for her?
Therefore, it is very possible that the eldest lady herself requested that the bronze mirror be moved.
Why is she so afraid of looking in the mirror?
Li Daoxuan's eyes finally rested under the bed where the eldest lady was hiding during the day.
He squatted down, got under the bed, used his discerning eyes, and stared at every corner carefully.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a piece of wall. There were some gaps there, which did not fit perfectly with the surrounding area.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand and clasped it, and as expected he easily removed the masonry, revealing the secret hole inside.
The space was not big, and there was only a black sandalwood box, which was locked with an iron lock. What was even weirder was that the box was tightly wrapped with ink fountain string. Li Daoxuan sniffed it, and it seemed that there was the smell of black dog blood on it.
The ink fountain bullet line is also something Taoist priests often use in subduing demons. It has a very good effect on ghosts and zombies.
Sure enough there is a problem!
Li Daoxuan did not hesitate. He pulled out the fish intestine sword from his waist, easily cut off the ink bullet string, and cut off the iron lock with another sword.
When I opened the box, I was greeted by a musty smell.
When he saw what was inside clearly, Li Daoxuan was surprised. It was a doll, which looked like a woman, and was covered with silver needles.
The art of hating victory!
Li Daoxuan heard from his master that the art of hating victory is a kind of witchcraft. It appeared in the Qin and Han Dynasties. This kind of magic is very insidious. It uses the personal belongings of the opponent to curse it, which is difficult to prevent.
Peeling open the inside of the doll, Li Daoxuan saw a lot of dry hair and a piece of yellow paper with birth date written on it.
Suddenly Li Daoxuan felt itchy on his neck, as if hair had fallen on his neck.
"Sister Yu, don't make trouble——"
Li Daoxuan's voice stopped suddenly, and a chill surged into his heart. In an instant, he had goosebumps all over his body.
How could Sister Yu take the initiative to come to him?
He turned his head stiffly, and with Li Daoxuan's courage, he almost suffered a cardiac arrest.
One head hung down under the bed, with long hair scattered, as if he was lying on the bed and looking down. Those blood-filled pupils were staring directly at Li Daoxuan.
That female ghost appears again!
Li Daoxuan's heart was beating fast, like a drum. Just when he was about to speak, the female ghost's long hair suddenly grew longer and rolled towards the puppet in Li Daoxuan's hand.
Clang!
There was a flash of cold light, and the sword roared like a dragon.
The long hair was cut off instantly and turned into smoke and dissipated. Li Daoxuan used the fish intestine sword to directly cut off the wooden bed, turned over and jumped out.
Seeing Li Daoxuan holding the sword, the female ghost took a deep look at the puppet in his hand, then turned around and ran away.
Apparently her experiences during the day made her fear Li Daoxuan, and the reason why she showed up just now was because of that doll.
"Want to run?"
Li Daoxuan grabbed the oil-paper umbrella by the wall, used the magic technique of shrinking the ground, and chased the opponent.
After a while, he chased him into a room.
The place is remote and shabby. There are cobwebs and dust everywhere. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.
After the female ghost entered the room, she disappeared.
Li Daoxuan walked around, and finally his eyes stopped in front of a bronze mirror. The mirror was covered with a layer of yellow cloth and was covered with dust.
Li Daoxuan put down the oil-paper umbrella, and then opened the yellow cloth with both hands, revealing the relatively clean mirror inside.
He looked into the bronze mirror, and under the hazy moonlight, he could vaguely see a figure doing the same movements as him.
Li Daoxuan raised his left hand, and the person in the mirror also raised his left hand. He raised his right hand, and the person inside also raised his right hand.
Looks very normal.
But Li Daoxuan showed a sneer and said: "Haha, you are so stupid, I raised my left hand, you should raise your right."
After saying that, he suddenly pulled out the fish intestine sword and stabbed the bronze mirror!
At this moment, Li Daoxuan finally knew why there was no bronze mirror in the eldest lady's room, and also understood how the ghost escaped his Five Thunder Talisman.
This is a very rare ghost that can travel through the space in the mirror!
Master once said that these are called mirror ghosts and they are very difficult to deal with. They are born with the magical power to escape into the mirror and can avoid many spells, including the Five Thunder Talisman.
Li Daoxuan's sword stopped at the moment when it was about to hit the mirror, because two pale hands stretched out of the mirror and grabbed his wrist.
In order to lure the female ghost out, he deliberately did not use the amulet before, but now it is difficult to break free.
Then Li Daoxuan felt a great force coming from him, pulling him in, and his whole body was submerged in the mirror.
The mirror surface rippled slightly like water waves, and then returned to calm.
A figure appeared in front of the mirror, it was the female ghost dressed in white with long hair disheveled, and in the mirror, there was a vague figure of a man knocking...
The female ghost looked into the mirror coldly.
However, she didn't notice that a cyan oil-paper umbrella quietly opened at some point, and the blood-red wedding dress was floating behind her, staring at her.
But in the bronze mirror, there was no shadow of the wedding dress at all.
Astonishing Yin Qi emerged, and it seemed that even the moonlight in the sky was dimmed a bit. It seemed that only the three thousand flying black hairs and the gorgeous wedding dress dripping with blood were left in the world.
This terrible yin energy made even the female ghost terrified. She didn't dare to turn around and threw herself directly at the mirror.
However, strands of black hair wrapped around her body, and she couldn't even scream, because Chen Ziyu's hair had already penetrated into her throat, pierced into her eyes, and penetrated into her ears...
