Wang Dachun was indeed a little frightened just now.
After all, as a junior high school student, this was the first time he really saw the existence of "ghost"!
Wang Dachun actually didn't really see what the evil thing that possessed him was like, the "Goddess of Heaven", but his body was in a weird state.
Of course, Qian Shenxian actually has no fixed specific form. So the visual fear is not strong.
Seeing a ghost directly this time must be different!
If it weren't for the fact that he was indeed braver than the average person and knew that I knew magic. I'm afraid I'm going to be so frightened that I'll pee and run away, or burst into tears.
Now listening to the conversation between me and that "old man", Wang Dachun seemed to understand, and the fear in his heart gradually disappeared.
He looked at me and then at Wang Hu, with some curiosity and some anxiety in his eyes. He said it still a little timidly.
"Uncle Ghost, are you from Angkor's shop?"
Wang Hu smiled and nodded.
Wang Dachun looked at me in shock and blurted out: "My dear Angkor, you actually raised a ghost!"
Me: "...Why do you sound weird? Can you please stop using my name after your foul language!"
"Oh, sorry, sorry."
Wang Dachun scratched his head, nodded and bowed to me.
In modern internet language, this guy is a joke!
I said helplessly: "Okay, Dachun, I'll be there soon. You go back first. It's been a hard journey along the way. It's quite a long way home for you, so be careful on the way."
Wang Dachun waved his hand, looking very heroic.
"It's okay, Brother Ang. I'm your loyal little brother. You ask me to go up the mountain of knives and into the sea of fire, and I won't even frown."
I kicked him, smiled angrily and said, "Stop being so nagging, go home quickly."
"okay!"
Wang Dachun just turned around and was about to leave, but he was stopped by me again.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"What's wrong Angkor?"
He looked at me quizzically.
I turned to Wang Hu and said: "Uncle Hu, give him a good spring break. After you send him home, you come back. It's quite late now. This guy has provoked evil spirits like the gods before. Now that I can see you again, you seem to have a special physique. Although I calculated that his horoscope is very strong, I am still worried. "
Of course, Wang Hu would not refuse my order and nodded.
"Brother Wu, don't worry! I promise to complete the mission and escort this student Wang home safely."
Although he is just a weak ghost, after becoming a member of the coffin shop, he obviously has a lot of confidence.
In addition, under normal circumstances, there are not many ferocious ghosts in the town. At most, they are weak ghosts like Wang Hu.
There must be no problem with him escorting Wang Dachun home.
After hearing my arrangement, Wang Dachun was deeply moved. He hugged me tightly and shouted: "Brother Ang, you are so kind to me! I am so touched, woo woo woo."
"Let me go quickly! You bastard. You are moved by a grown man. Why are you holding me?"
My face turned green with anger.
After pushing the guy away, he kicked him hard in the butt. After kicking him out, I asked Wang Hu to take him home, while I waved my hand and walked slowly back to the coffin shop on the corner in front.
As I walked, I heard Wang Dachun’s voice coming from behind.
"Uncle Ghost, what is your name?"
"Classmate Wang, my name is Wang Hu."
"Oh! Then we are still the same family? My name is Wang Dachun. Uncle Ghost, we are destined."
"Maybe a little bit. After all, I have used my ghost instinct to hide my form. Most people can't actually see me. I don't know why you can."
"It seems that I am very talented! Can I also learn spells?"
"Then you have to ask Brother Wu. I'm just a weak ghost working in a coffin shop. I definitely don't know this."
"Uncle Ghost...Uncle Wang, you don't have to belittle yourself. Although you may be weak in front of Angkor, you are powerful to ordinary people like us."
Wang Dachun seemed to have entered the state, no longer afraid of Wang Hu, and became the talkative person he was accustomed to.
While beeping loudly, he followed Wang Hu and walked away to the other end of the street.
I smiled, shook my head and walked into the coffin shop.
When Lao Cao saw me coming back, he stopped what he was doing.
"You're back? Where's Wang Hu?"
"Just now a classmate walked with me to the intersection, and he actually saw Wang Hu. I thought to myself, this is it anyway, so I asked Wang Hu to escort him home."
oh?
Lao Cao looked a little surprised.
"Although Wang Hu is weak, it's not easy for ordinary people to see through his disguise and concealment. Maybe he also has some talent for studying law."
"His family is already rich and powerful, so there is no need to wade into this muddy water."
Lao Cao nodded.
"Yeah, that's true."
"By the way, Lao Cao is my classmate. He went to the county last weekend and saw the records in the "Fubei County Chronicle" in the archives. There was a story about a living corpse..."
I got down to business and told him the records in the "Fubei County Chronicle".
Lao Cao was extremely shocked when he heard this.
He never expected that as early as the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, there had been a "living corpse" incident near Xiaowan Village.
And after being told the truth that he was dead in person, the corpse turned into a powerful and vicious corpse!
Lao Cao's first reaction after hearing the whole story was one of lingering fear.
"Fortunately, Li Miao and we did not act recklessly at that time, and did not try to provoke Xiao Sheng, the corpse of the child, to point out the fact that he was dead. Otherwise, judging from the records in the "Fubei County Chronicles", I am afraid that We’re in big trouble.”
Lao Cao was very emotional.
Indeed, the Huang Wuzuo in the story is obviously a person with quite advanced cultivation.
Especially since he is a widower himself, this profession is more intimidating to corpse ghosts than coffin bearers and corpse diggers - after all, he cuts corpses with a knife every day. Comes with a super masculine and fierce aura!
It is estimated that only the kind of executioner who specializes in executions and beheadings can be compared with this.
For a fierce god like him, everyone said that the "living zombie" Zhou Mu was very powerful after his transformation.
If Xiao Sheng is almost as strong as him, then it would be very dangerous for Lao Cao, Li Miao and I to fight him in the cellar.
"No! We have to tell the Xiao family quickly. We must not talk to Xiao Sheng about whether he is dead or alive. If we accidentally let it slip, something big will happen."
Lao Cao stood up and felt that we should go to Li Miao immediately, and then go to Xiao's house in Xiaowan Village to remind him.
I also think what he said makes sense, so I plan to go together.
It's just that it's such a late night, and the "motorcycle taxis" have already finished their work.
Lao Cao and I will first go to the small wooden house by the river to find Li Miao, and then rush to Xiaowan Village. It may take several hours on the road...
It's quite troublesome.
Looking at my somewhat troubled expression, Lao Cao seemed to see through my thoughts.
He smiled and said: "Xiao Wu, are you worried that the distance is too far?"
"yes!"
I was a little helpless: "If we can't get through, we have to go alone. It takes too much time and energy to go back and forth. Even if I use the speed charm or Lao Cao's paper man to borrow power, it won't be too convenient."
The elementary speed spell does not make people run fast out of thin air. In fact, it is a catalytic effect.
After being attached to the leg, all the strength can be unleashed in a short period of time. It will not exceed the upper limit of a person's own strength, and you will still feel tired after using it up.
As for the paper man's strength, most of it is to increase strength, not speed.
Unless my cultivation has reached a higher level and I can draw more advanced speed spells, which can generate power out of thin air and make people run fast and jump high...
But I can't do it yet.
Lao Cao waved his hand and said, "Let you see what I can do as a paper master."
He said, raising his right hand.
Thumb and index finger come together to form a circle. Put it in your mouth and suddenly it made a whistle.
This sound is like what I have seen in some TV series, the sound of a horse breeder calling his horse.
But Lao Cao didn’t raise a horse?
There is no room for horses in the coffin shop in this town.
But the next moment, I really heard the sound of horse hooves running in my ears.
And it seems to be coming from the second floor?
Because there seems to be the sound of horse hooves coming downstairs...
etc!
On the second floor...
Suddenly it dawned on me and I understood.
"It's those paper horses!"
Da da da.
Two paper horses, with bamboo as their bones and white paper as their skin, had already run down the stairs and stood in front of Lao Cao and me.
My room was originally on the second floor, and the gap in the corridor next door was where the paper figures and horses were placed.
With Lao Cao's craftsmanship, the paper figures and horses he made by himself are absolutely good things. The price is very expensive, and only the top wealthy families can afford it.
I once chatted with Daniel and said that Lao Cao’s quotation for this paper man reached an astonishing one hundred thousand yuan.
At that time in 1999, one hundred thousand paper man and horse sacrificial supplies were simply appalling.
But now it seems that it is indeed not expensive.
This is no ordinary paper man or horse!
Just like before, when I didn't come to the coffin shop, the room I lived in was dirty. There are also spider webs everywhere. Then it was cleaned up within a day.
My guess is that it was those paper figures.
Every day when I go in and out of the corridor outside my room, I say hello to them.
Now, two paper horses stand in front of me, moving their hooves constantly like real horses, and snorting twice from time to time. It really surprised me.
Looking at my shocked expression, Lao Cao seemed very happy.
He laughed and said, "Xiao Wu, how is my paper horse doing?"
I reached out and touched the paper horse - it turned out to be very strong and solid. I couldn't believe it was made of bamboo strips and white paper.
Lao Cao continued.
"In addition to the magical paper technique that I used to kill Miss Duan, my method as a paper master is the most powerful method of pinning paper. However, the paper figures and horses that I prick out are relatively large and are inconvenient to carry around. If you carry it, you can only leave it in the coffin shop. But it is also very useful if you need help. Tonight we will ride horses to find Li Miao, and then go to Xiaowan Village."
"Okay! I haven't ridden a horse yet. Tonight, I'll try riding your paper horse first."
I replied with a smile.
Then he and Lao Cao got on the horse together, each riding on the back of a paper horse.
Lao Cao formed a complicated curse seal with his hands, tapped the two paper horses in the air, and said: "The paper horses have gods, ride them!"
Then, the paper horse under us made a squealing sound, really kicked its hooves, and jumped out of the coffin shop. On the quiet streets at night, I walked quickly towards the river...
