The lights were turned off, and only the firelight of four candles was swaying slightly in the small room. The huge shadows of the four people were reflected on the wall. From any angle, it felt a bit spooky.
There were five chairs at the table, four of which were occupied by four people. The remaining one was empty next to Fu Bao, which made Fu Bao feel a little uncomfortable. When Fujiko opened her bag and took out a chair wrapped in a plastic bag. With a broken hand, this discomfort turns into horror.
"What do you want to do, Fujiko?!" Fu Bao asked in surprise.
Not only Fu Bao, Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing also looked at Fujiko in horror as he held the body parts as if nothing had happened.
"Since we are getting rid of ghosts, corpses are the best medium. Let's play a game with the corpses, summon the ghosts to come, and then catch him and save him." Fujiko put the severed hand on the empty chair between her and Fu Bao On top, he also put on a pose.
"Hey..." Fu Bao didn't know what to say, and his eyes stayed on the severed hand. It was black and thin, curved like a chicken claw, and the shape was very scary and smelly!
Due to his physical condition, Fu Bao tried to stay as far away from his hand as possible, but the dull pain in his hand reminded him of the fact, "Fujiko... this is just the right hand!"
"What's wrong with the right hand?" Lu Jinyuan asked in confusion. He was sitting across the table, looking at the severed hand across the table with a little curiosity and a little fear.
"A Yuan, the right hand is the one grabbing you." Fu Bao remembered this very clearly, "A Yuan is the right hand, Xia Qing is the left hand, and although Fujiko's one is not open, it should be the left foot." Lu Jinyuan was frightened. He jumped and realized when that hand was taken away by Fujiko. He looked at Fujiko in surprise, "Huh? Fujiko, you took my hand over too?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Fujiko asked with a calm expression.
"No..." Lu Jinyuan's eyes flickered at Fujiko, wondering if this supernatural novel writer had a habit of hiding corpses.
"Then let's continue." Next, Fujiko spread a piece of red silk cloth flat on the table. The red silk cloth was so big that it looked like a pool of blood under the light, with the four corners hanging down.
Fujiko pulled the red silk towards the severed hand and covered it entirely.
"Now, everyone presses the plate on the red silk." Fujiko said.
Everyone did as they were told. Fu Bao then looked at the plate and white paper on the table. On the paper were written the two characters "yes" and "no", and suddenly said: "Is this the dish fairy? Isn't this the dish fairy?" What else are you saying about the ghost-killing formation?"
Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing also nodded. Indeed, this is very similar to Die Xian!
"Nonsense! This is my family's ancestral ghost-killing formation." Fujiko glared at Fu Bao and emphasized sternly, as if the family honor could not be questioned.
Alright alright.
Fu Bao shut his mouth and looked to see what Fujiko was going to do.
"Now, Ale is the judge, and the three of us are civilians. Everyone remember their identities." Fujiko said again.
Clam? Fu Bao didn't understand what was going on, and Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing were also very confused.
Fujiko didn't explain much, but continued, "Close your eyes, remember, don't open your eyes, I will remind you when to open your eyes.
Now, say it with me, Die Xian... No, it's all because of what Ah Le just said about Die Xian. Fujiko glared at Fu Bao, who was confused and innocent. Then Fujiko coughed and said formally: "Everyone read it together... Li Xianjie, I see you."
Read it three times. The other three people closed their eyes and chanted along with Fujiko, "Li Xianjie, I see you!" Li Xianjie, I see you! Li Xianjie, I see you! "
"Now..." Fujiko's voice suddenly became weird, "Li Xianjie, please open your eyes, Li Xianjie, please kill someone."
What? !
Fu Bao's heart beat violently and he almost opened his eyes, but in the end he didn't because he remembered what Fujiko said, never open your eyes.
quietly.
After about five seconds, Fujiko said: "Judge, please open your eyes."
Fu Bao opened his eyes, and it was quiet, except for the sound of the candle exploding. Fu Bao saw that the other three people had their eyes closed, their hands on the plates, motionless, which was a bit... funny.
"Judge, please identify the victim." Fujiko continued, "Judge, please close your eyes if you cannot identify the victim."
"...Can't identify." Fu Bao suddenly felt that this was a waste of time and closed his eyes depressedly.
"No one died, and civilians don't have to open their eyes." Fujiko spoke again, "Start a new round, everyone, read after me, Li Xianjie, I see you!"
After reading it three times, Li Xianjie asked to open his eyes, Li Xianjie asked to kill someone, the judge opened his eyes, and the judge identified the victim...
In the blink of an eye, I have played about four or five rounds. The first time I felt a little scared, the second time I felt funny, and the third, fourth, or fifth time I just got bored.
Fu Bao couldn't help but said: "Hey, maybe Li Xianjie is very busy and can't come today..."
At this moment, the plate held down by four people's hands suddenly slid violently! Fujiko just said, "Li Xianjie, please open your eyes."
"Ah..." Xia Qing exclaimed.
What's happening?
Fu Bao was also surprised. Is he really here? !
Unexpectedly, Lu Jinyuan's voice sounded in the room, "Hey, I'm sorry, I felt a little urgent to urinate and moved a little bit..."
"Damn fat man, you want to scare me to death!" Fu Bao couldn't help scolding, but at the same moment, the red silk suddenly moved. This time it didn't move around, but upward, as if someone was pulling up a corner of the cloth.
"Fat man, what are you doing again?!" Fu Bao yelled.
"No, it's not me... Yes, there is something pulling the cloth up. It feels like it's from your side..." Lu Jinyuan's voice became panicked.
On his side? If he didn't pull it, wouldn't there just be the corpse sitting on the empty chair? !
Fu Bao's heart almost jumped into his throat at this moment, it couldn't really come!
"Don't open your eyes!" Fujiko shouted at this time, very timely, otherwise Fu Bao, Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing would all open their eyes to see what happened. "If you open your eyes and break the rules of the ritual, the resentful ghost will Will run out from under the red silk!"
"Then, what should we do?" Lu Jinyuan asked in a trembling voice.
"Continue the ceremony." Fujiko said calmly: "Li Xianjie please kill someone." Everyone took a deep breath.
This sentence was very ridiculous when I didn't feel anything strange about the red silk, but now everyone's head is numb when I hear it. No, it's not really that exaggerated to kill someone, right? !
The plate that the four people were pressing suddenly jumped, and the red silk underneath was violently pulled towards the empty chair. The force was so great and sudden that Fu Bao, Lu Jinyuan and Xia Qing all screamed. After a cry, only Fujiko remained silent, but there were beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.
"Judge, please open your eyes." Fujiko tried her best to calm down.
Fu Bao opened his eyes with great anxiety, and then he saw a scene that horrified him. The piece of red silk looked like an unexpected tree at the moment. It was held up by something and he grabbed it towards Lu Jinyuan. , and what was wrapped in the red silk cloth was obviously that hand, and that hand actually floated out of thin air! Still holding the red silk cloth and standing still in mid-air!
"Judge, please identify the victim." Fujiko's voice finally trembled.
"...Lu, Lu Jinyuan." Fu Bao stuttered.
ah? ! Lu Jinyuan was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair.
"The deceased please leave. Civilians please open your eyes. The dead can also open their eyes." Fujiko exhaled and said, "Just let your hands off the plate."
Lu Jinyuan retracted his hand in confusion.
"Next round." Fujiko looked around, especially the red silk that was supported like a tree. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Everyone, please close your eyes."
But when Xia Qing and Lu Jinyuan saw the strange appearance of the red silk, they both shouted "Ah", and their expressions were so horrified.
"Please close your eyes!" Fujiko repeated.
Okay, okay.
Everyone reluctantly closed their eyes, but their hearts were hanging.
In another round, the deceased was Xia Qing. At this time, the red silk was stretched out in the shape of a right arm, like an installation art sculpture. And in another round, the deceased became the last surviving civilian, namely Fujiko. .
The hand outlined in the red silk had already risen to the top of the table, as if someone had reached out to grab Fujiko. And by the light of the candle, they could vaguely see that the red silk was empty, except for the dangling hand. , floating strangely above the table, this scene scared several people to the point where their hearts would jump out of their chests.
"All civilians died." Fujiko continued with a calm voice like an outsider, "In the next round, the judge will face off against Li Xianjie."
ah?
Fu Bao, who was closing his eyes, couldn't react when he heard this. He was facing off against Li Xianjie?
Fight against this fierce ghost who is slowly growing up? What's the duel? He can't catch ghosts? !
