The so-called evil ghosts refer to ghosts that survive for the purpose of harming others. This usually depends on the degree of injustice and resentment of the ghost when it died. It is basically not judged based on its own life experience, but based on its motives.
To be honest, in the past 100 years, folk masters have relaxed a lot of standards for judging evil spirits. Even if ghosts occasionally harm living people and livestock, they will be judged through some of their actions.
The so-called correction and persuasion will only be used if there is no result. The reason why I identified this child as an evil ghost when I saw it was purely because of its expression. In my past studies,
I once came into contact with a type of ghost that is good at confusing others with its weak appearance and causing others to misunderstand. But when it reveals its true colors, you will know that its next motive is pure harm without any judgment.
You, in this case, belong to the evil spirit.
My attitude towards ghosts has always been fairly fair, even a little soft-hearted. So when I really encounter trouble or danger, I am often a little unprepared. When I see the ferocious appearance of the little girl, I can't help but look back.
I took two steps back, and Hu Zongren and I were back to back. At this time, Hu Zongren was also knocked back a little by me, but he turned his head and asked me in a low voice, "Why are you squeezing me?" I didn't say anything, because
On that occasion, my attention was almost entirely focused on the little girl in front of me who made people's hair stand on end just by looking at it. But at this moment, Manager Han suddenly let out a scream, as if he was frightened.
So I looked at him with the flashing light. In a daze, he was hiding behind Zhao Jing, pointing at me. Zhao Jing was looking in my direction with a stern expression, so I knew that at this moment, it was not just me who was watching.
When this little girl arrived, even Zhao Jing and Manager Han saw her. Since she chose to let us see her, it means that this little girl has begun to list the four of us present as targets of attack.
But ghosts often have one common characteristic. No matter how fierce the ghosts are, their reaction speed is basically much slower than that of living people. This is why after Hu Zongren and I dealt with so many ghosts just now, they still did not decide to escape.
Or resisted, but just stood there blankly. The little girl in front of me did not change its position, but in the flickering light, every flashing moment was like a camera, cleaning her appearance without a doubt.
It was engraved in my mind and lingering. I didn't have time to think too much. I had to protect myself at this moment, so I raised the grave soil in my hand and threw it towards it, just when the grave soil was about to touch it.
At that moment, I rushed forward, holding the red rope that bound the spirit in my hand, intending to suppress her by force. But when the grave soil came into contact with the little girl's body, she suddenly disappeared. I mean that kind of thing.
The feeling disappeared in an instant without leaving even a shadow. This time I jumped a bit fiercely. I always cannot control the strength of my body well in critical moments, so I fell to the ground hard, and the little finger of my right hand also
I couldn't roll it up in time and it hit the floor. After a burst of sharp pain, I saw stars in my eyes and my face hit the ground.
This made my chest hold my breath for a long time. I covered my fingers and planned to slow down my efforts and sell them slowly, but I saw Hu Zongren blowing the incense ash while waving the sack, blowing the incense ash in the paper tube.
After that, Hu Zongren began to take out the old incense ashes he carried on his body. Although the effect was not as good as that of the ancestors, it could still find traces of the ghosts around him and cause damage to them. The effect was about the same as mine.
There was almost the same amount of grave soil in his hands. But Hu Zongren looked a little struggling in his struggle. Soon, his left hand that he had just raised seemed to be caught by something, hanging in the air and unable to escape. Hu Zongren began to use the sack with his right hand.
He covered it, but halfway through the dance, it seemed as if someone was grabbing his hands in reverse. Hu Zongren let out a cry of pain, and then the sack fell to the ground. Hu Zongren also seemed to have something stuck in his neck.
, with that expression of difficulty breathing.
I was almost relieved, and when I saw Hu Zongren's flushed face, he looked like a hen trying to lay eggs. I knew that if I didn't help him at this time, he might have to say goodbye to this world.
. So I picked up the red rope that I had dropped on the ground, rushed to Hu Zongren, wrapped the red rope around his arm, and pulled it towards the palm of my hand. Suddenly Hu Zongren’s hand could move.
.And Hu Zongren punched hard on his right hand, as if he was going to hit something. I used the same method to free his right hand. In fact, Hu Zongren's hand was grabbed by more than one ghost, and those ghosts
They are also not afraid of me. What they are afraid of is just the red rope on my hand.
I reached into my pants and grabbed a handful of grave soil, and shouted to Hu Zongren, "Close your eyes." Hu Zongren understood, and I sprinkled a handful of grave soil on his face. A sudden breath of death poured into his nose.
When I smelled the smell of mice, I held my breath immediately to prevent myself from inhaling too much of that smell, because that smell was emitted by these ghosts. If I breathed too much, I might be possessed.
After Hu Zongren was finally freed, he quickly grabbed the sack that he had dropped on the ground, and began to cover it with the sack randomly while waving the thunder talisman.
The whole process lasted for several minutes. I felt that I had never encountered such a dangerous situation. When I was about to turn around and ask Zhao Jing to protect Manager Han and leave first, I just turned around and saw a little girl standing there.
On Manager Han's shoulder, he faced me and looked at me with almost the same ferocious expression as before, but Manager Han and Zhao Jing were still wary of what was in front of them, as if they had no idea that there was a kid standing on them.
Zhao Jing's face has begun to show that kind of scared expression when a girl reaches her limit. I know that if I tell them at this time that Manager Han has a little girl, things may be more troublesome. At the same time,
I also confirmed that this little girl must be the leader of this group of ghosts.
As for why a little girl became the leader of so many ghosts, there are many possibilities. Maybe it’s because she died earlier, maybe because she has a greater nostalgia for the world after death. In some cases, she was not the same as the child before she was alive.
There is some relationship between the horoscopes. Just looking at it this way, I will never have the answer. The reason why I am sure is because we were able to see almost all the ghosts in the surveillance before, but we could not find this little girl. If it was
If we had hid from the beginning, we would not have appeared here at this moment, nor would all of us be able to see other ghosts, including those who attacked Hu Zongren, but we could only see this little girl.
I quickly thought of a way, but I didn't know if it would work. I shouted to Zhao Jing, please quickly recite your sect's Taoist name and repeat it! Hurry up! Zhao Jing is very close to the ghost of the little girl at this moment.
I asked her to do this just like a monk repeating Namo Amitabha. These can make ghosts uneasy. And I asked Zhao Jing to hurry up because I didn't want to give her a chance to hesitate. Zhao Jing heard what I said.
, quickly hold hands with each other, left hand on top, thumb stretched out towards his chest, index finger and middle finger pointing to the sky, the posture of the right hand is the same as the left hand, but the direction of pointing is towards the bottom, where Zhao Jing is standing.
It was like a T-step. She closed her eyes and recited it over and over again. Her nervous expression calmed down a lot as she announced the number. At this time, I looked up at the little girl on Mr. Han's shoulder. Her face
It was twitching slightly. It was obvious that Zhao Jing's chanting had had an impact on it. It was just trying to resist. Soon the little girl couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to cover her ears. Her mouth was wide open and she raised her head.
It looked like it was roaring towards the ceiling, but I didn't hear any sound. The lights in the room were still flashing. I felt that if I could survive today, my eyes would be flashed one day because of today.
It took me so many times that I became short-sighted.
Then the little girl suddenly seemed like a gecko. It started crawling on the wall for no reason. When it reached the surveillance video wall, every screen on the path it passed caused strong interference because of it.
One also made the kind of noise that a machine was on the verge of malfunction. The appearance of this noise made Manager Han and Zhao Jing both notice that place. I saw that the little girl seemed to be running away, so I grabbed Hu Zongren and headed towards her.
I ran over to Zhao Jing and Manager Han. At this time, I felt a little safer only when everyone was together.
But after the little girl ran to the window, she stopped. The flashing frequency of the lights in the room began to slow down, and finally even stopped flashing. The little girl climbed from the wall to the ground, and then stood up straight as usual at first.
, the expression on his face is still ferocious, but he was grinning before, but now the corners of his mouth are downwards, looking very angry. Hu Zongren seems to be injured, Zhao Jing is a woman, and Manager Han is not much different from a idiot.
Looking at it, it seems that I am the only one who can help for a while. Even though my little finger hurts like crazy, fortunately, I have no serious problems elsewhere. So I blocked the three of them with my body.
Zi Jue, I planned that if this little girl came up to me, I would not show mercy and I would beat her to death.
It's ironic, Thunder Talisman is from Taoism, Wuzi Jue is from Buddhism, and I myself am from Wujia. When things got tough, the two moves I used to fight for my life were not taught to me by my master.
.The calmness of the light made it impossible for me to tell whether the little girl had calmed down or was getting ready to go.
Suddenly, the little girl's head began to shake its head very fast, so fast that I could hardly see its face. Then it suddenly stopped, and the expression on her face turned into the weird smile just now, but this time it didn't shake its head again.
He continued to hang his hands, but stretched them out flat, like claws, pointing at us.