It wasn't until this little dumpling came to stand in front of me and Han Jiuchen, calling Han Jiuchen and me "Daddy, Mom" in a sweet voice, that I finally confirmed that this cute little thing was really the one that sucked my blood earlier.
Little devil!
At this moment, my heart collapsed.
The mental activity changed from "Fuck, I'm so cute, come into my sister's bowl", to "F*ck, I'm so scary, please don't get close to me"!
Seeing my expression as if I had seen a ghost, Han Jiuchen squeezed my hand and reminded me, "Follow him."
My fingers hurt from his pinching, and I managed to smile.
I tried my best to ask in a kind and loving tone: "Hao'er, why are you here?"
If my tone didn't have a vibrato, it might be more reflective of "a loving mother and a filial son."
Hao'er raised his head and blinked his dark and bright eyes.
He muttered, looking unhappy, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why don't you hug Hao'er?"
I almost cried when I heard it.
He said in his heart, little ancestor, I have mustered up all the courage to talk to you, and you still want me to hug you. Aren’t you trying to scare me out of fear?
I looked pitifully at Han Jiuchen, begging for help with my eyes, hoping that Han Jiuchen could understand the message I was passing on.
Han Jiuchen did not disappoint me. He let go of my hand, handed me the toolbox to carry, and squatted down to look at Haoer's level.
Han Jiuchen opened his arms and said coaxingly: "Mom is not feeling well, can Daddy hold you?"
When he said these words, Han Jiuchen's voice and expression were so gentle that they could drip with tears. It was so soft!
I wanted to get close to Han Jiuchen, but I was afraid of Haoer in his arms. I felt extremely conflicted.
In this ghost town, Han Jiuchen is undoubtedly the safest, but right now he is holding the most dangerous kid in his arms. I am almost torn and crying.
Seeing that I didn't move for a long time, Han Jiuchen got impatient and came back directly to hold my hand and drag me away.
Perhaps it was Han Jiuchen's hand that made me feel at ease, so I quickly followed him to avoid the hassle of dragging him down.
Han Jiuchen held Haoer with one hand and held me with the other. The atmosphere of a family of three instantly came out.
Under Haoer's guidance, we returned to Gu Mansion.
I found that since I entered the Gu Mansion, it felt like I was cut off from the outside world.
The house was dark and humid. It seemed like wind was blowing at me from all directions, and the cold feeling penetrated from my skin into my bones.
Even if I stand in the yard without shelter, I can see the sun when I look up, but I don't feel the slightest warmth.
I tightened my hand with Han Jiuchen, wanting to tell her that I felt something was wrong with this house.
He glanced at me and shook his head slightly, telling me not to act rashly.
Haoer took us into the main hall and met the grandparents he mentioned.
They were a man and a woman, they looked to be in their twenties or thirties, they were dressed fashionably, but they spoke polite words, sitting in the upper position, pretending to be patriarchs and mistresses of the house, which seemed incongruous.
From reading between the lines, I knew that in Haoer's fantasy, I was Gu Qingfei. When I heard that my ex-boyfriend Tang Xuan came back from other places, I took the initiative to come to ask for reconciliation. I hope that this man would agree to continue our relationship for the sake of his son.
edge.
And Han Jiuchen is that Tang Xuan.
I thought to myself that this Gu Qingfei is really a bitch! Even after being dumped, she still licked her face and fell in love with her!
Although Han Jiuchen asked me to follow Hao'er's wishes, looking at these two people... oh, no, they should be two ghosts, I really can't call them father and mother.
Han Jiuchen probably knew what I was thinking, so he told them that I had a hard journey and was feeling unwell, so I wanted to go back to my room to rest first.
Fortunately, they knew how much they loved their daughter and didn't make things difficult for us. They only said a few words, which meant that they hoped that Han Jiuchen and I, oh, no, it was Gu Qingfei and Tang Xuan, would come and get married as soon as possible to prevent neighbors from gossiping.
Then he ordered his servants to wait for us back to the courtyard where Gu Qingfei lived.
After returning to the room and sending everyone away, Han Jiuchen said: "The formation is in this house."
I nodded repeatedly to show that I thought so too, "Let me just say, it felt eerie and cold as soon as I came in."
"All the resentment is concentrated in this house. No wonder it can't be detected outside." Han Jiuchen took out the detector and pressed it a few times.
Different from before, this time I saw a red light flashing on the screen of the instrument.
I wanted to ask him what the red light meant, but I saw him staring at the screen, his brows furrowed in deep thought.
When encountering ghosts, I'm particularly afraid to see Han Jiuchen frowning, because it means the situation is a bit tricky.
So I quickly asked: "How is the situation? Is it difficult?"
Han Jiuchen shook his head, "The Qiandeng Ghost Seal is incomplete. It's not difficult to solve the problem, but there's one thing I can't figure out."
I quickly asked: "Which point?"
"This whole town is full of ghosts. Judging from their clothes, they must have been sucked in by that child's pillow," Han Jiuchen said. "Logically speaking, these people's souls are trapped here and cannot be reincarnated. They should be full of resentment."
Yes, but in this town, only this house can detect resentment, which is abnormal."
I was frightened when I heard this, "Then...will there be any barrier?"
In many of the novels, movies, and TV shows I read, things like barriers appeared.
Han Jiuchen denied this possibility, "If there is a barrier, there is no way I can't feel it."
I bit my lip and fell into deep thought.
I thought of a possibility, "Aren't you saying that this is an illusion created by Hao'er? Could it be that he doesn't want us to feel resentment?"
Han Jiuchen shook his head, "If that's what you said, then there shouldn't be any resentment in this house."
This is not right, that is not right, I said with a sad face: "Then I can't think of it..."
Han Jiuchen glanced at me and said, "I didn't expect you to come up with anything."
I glared at him and pouted at him.
He ignored me and just moved the screen used to partition the room aside, opened the tool box, took out four talisman papers, folded them into small triangles, and put them into four cups respectively.
Then wrap one end of the red thread around the four cups, tie four copper coins on the other end, and then stretch out your hand towards me.
I didn't know why, but I still reached out my hand.
He grabbed my middle finger and said to bear with it, then put it in his mouth and bit me hard.
"Ah...it hurts!" This sudden pain forced my eyes to burst into tears.
There was almost no pause between him speaking and biting me, and I didn't react at all.
I subconsciously wanted to withdraw my hand, but he held it tightly, squeezed out the blood from the wound on the tip of my middle finger, and smeared it on the four copper coins.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Set up the Four Yin Formations." Han Jiuchen said.
"You can't use your..." I was mid-sentence, thinking that he was also a ghost, so I shut up.
Han Jiuchen explained to me seriously, "Your hand touched the ruby set on the child's pillow before. The kid inside not only sucked your blood, but also wanted to suck you in. He must have found you very appetizing."
"oh……"
"Now I use your blood to create this Four Yin Formation. Your aura will be amplified to the maximum extent and spread out to all directions of the house through the four cups."
"The kid will sense it and attack on his own initiative. Then we can look for the formation's eye based on the direction where he appears."
Hearing what he said, I was confused again, "But didn't that kid just show up?"
Han Jiuchen shook his head, "He is just a substitute transformed by Hao'er."
"Then... could those people we saw outside before have also been transformed..."
"No." Han Jiuchen interrupted me directly.
"How do you know not?"
"I can see their most primitive faces."
When he said this, I couldn't help but wonder if the original appearance of those ghosts was as scary as the ghosts I met before.
As I thought about it, I couldn't help but shudder.
"Why didn't you put up this formation before?" I asked again.
"It's useless to place them where there is no resentment." Han Jiuchen said as he placed the cups in the four corners of the room, with the mouth of the cup facing the corner, straightened the red lines, and placed the copper coins on the corresponding bottom of the cup.
on the position.
After arranging these, he took out a piece of white paper and quickly tore it into a little figure.
Then he protected me, stood aside, took out the talisman, silently recited something like a spell, and then threw the talisman between the four copper coins.
The paper talisman, which was supposed to be light and fluffy, actually hit straight into the formation.
Han Jiuchen and I both held our breaths and observed the situation. Within a few minutes, the cup in the corner to the west started to move and began to vibrate violently.
Immediately, the red thread shone with golden light and shortened rapidly as if it were alive. The copper coin tied to the other end flew toward the cup and clung to the bottom of the cup.
"Coming!" I exclaimed.
After the copper coins were attached, the cup shook even more violently, and at the same time, the cry of a child came from the cup.
"It's so hot... Oooh... Hao'er is going to be burned to death..."
Hearing the sound, Han Jiuchen ran over in three steps at a time, squatted down, put his hands on the cup and held it down firmly on the ground.
I hurriedly followed him and stood behind him, only to see clearly that his hands seemed to form a seal. I had seen it on TV. The little finger and index finger were bent, the ring finger, middle finger and thumb were upright.
He put his fingertips on the copper coins and shouted: Ding!
This word is like a switch. As soon as it is spoken, the crying disappears and the cup stops vibrating.
At the same time, the originally elegant room also stopped vibrating with the cup and was instantly reduced to ruins.
Standing among the ruins of the ruins, I found that the sky was no longer sunny, but dark, without stars or moon.
The courtyard was eerie and quiet, with a gloomy wind blowing, followed by thick night fog.
Also, the servants in this mansion before were no longer as vivid and flesh-and-blood as before. They were all haggard and without human appearance.
They seemed to have no thoughts and consciousness, walking around the yard blindly.