Chapter 130: Collecting the Ghost Bag

I can't help but admire the courage and ability of the lame man next to me. We have jade pendants to defend ourselves against the evil spirit of the fierce ghosts, but he is actually safe and sound, and he can talk to the fierce ghosts so calmly. It is indeed extraordinary. But those fierce ghosts don't do anything at all.

Buy it, or quietly stand outside the circle, no one is willing to leave.

After getting used to it in the dark for a while, and the distance between us was very close, we could now vaguely see that these fierce ghosts were all wearing white clothes. White color is generally a mourning dress, and ghosts are associated with mourning clothes, which makes people even more frightened.

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Seeing that they wouldn't leave, Bian Laizi reluctantly got out of the tent and threw it into the air. He suddenly heard a "hurrah" sound and a black shadow was swept away by the wind.[

"This is an offering, why don't you go and enjoy it?" Bian Laizi said angrily.

We didn't see clearly what he threw in the wind, but we knew it must be something light and thin like paper, otherwise it wouldn't be blown away by the wind.

"What did Bian Laizi throw away?" Zhao Xuening lay on my back, her chin touching the top of my head, and whispered in Tang Liufeng's ear.

"It's a paper man!" Tang Liufeng lowered his voice and said.

I nodded and read in Tang Liufeng's diary booklet that some evil ghosts are not very bad. Most of them have no relatives to pay tribute to in the mortal world, so they go around playing pranks. If it is a male ghost, make a female paper doll for him.

, burned an offering to him, and sent him away.

Those black shadows still didn't move away, but there was actually movement. The first few stepped forward, just in time to touch the wine circle, and suddenly a ball of fire appeared, and they immediately retracted.

Although the firelight was short-lived, we could see their appearance clearly. They were all wearing white mourning clothes, both male and female, wearing mourning hats and mourning hoops, and holding white paper spiritual flags in their hands. Their faces were frighteningly pale.

Pairs of bulging gray eyes stared at us, looking extremely eerie and terrifying.

Their ghostly faces looked more frightening than the human heads on Baishan Island, probably because they were wearing mourning clothes, which made me feel cold from the bottom of my heart.

These filial piety clothes are the custom of us northerners. Because I grew up in the north, I often saw the scene of mourning halls, which was very different from the customs of ethnic minorities in the northwest. But they were all staring at us, and no one looked to the side.

The cripple seemed like he didn't exist at all. I couldn't help but wonder, are they coming for us?

"Don't be so shameless. If you don't leave, I will show off my power!" Bian Laizi got angry.

As soon as those ghosts heard this, they immediately dispersed with a roar, and then lined up neatly in a square formation. This movement was clean and neat, and looked well-trained. It was completed almost in the blink of an eye. I checked vaguely.

After a while, there were four teams in total. Each team had six ghosts, which was exactly twenty-four. This interested us very much. The lonely ghosts also engaged in military management.

Bian Laizi said "Huh", his tone was a little surprised, he quickly got back into the tent, and then came out again, holding his leather bag in his hand.

Tang Liufeng whispered to us that these fierce ghosts are not ordinary lonely ghosts, they are real Yin soldiers! We were shocked at the same time. I am too familiar with Yin soldiers. I guess Tang Liufeng may not have encountered as many as me. Those are all
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