Qiurou's story sounds very cliché. I often hear similar themes on Zhiyong Radio's nighttime program, but it really makes me feel a little sad.
Another young girl was persecuted. I instinctively began to hate Zhiyuan, a little gangster.
"Shut up! Lead the way safely!"
Just when I was about to speak out to comfort Qiurou, Chujiu roared, and the voice in the talisman suddenly stopped.
"Chujiu?" I was a little dissatisfied with Chujiu's attitude towards the poor female ghost.
"Guo Guo, there are no street lights here, we will be there soon."
Chujiu interrupted what I was about to say and stared at the dim road in front of him. At this time, he still did not turn on the headlights of the car. I noticed that his brows were furrowed.
The car stopped in a narrow alley. After getting off the car, I didn't see any park, but I saw various restaurants that were closed after closing time. It seemed that this was the alley where Qiu Rou had eaten.
"Guo Guo, in front."
Chujiu pointed to the other end of the alley, and I asked why I didn't just drive there. Chujiu replied coldly that it was a one-way street and that it would take a long circle to get back.
I guess it was probably because Qiurou was around that she became so cold on the ninth day of the lunar month.
Less than ten minutes away, a small park appeared in front of you on the right side of the road. However, the gate of the park was locked, and the sign next to it said in black paint that the park closed at 10 p.m.
We walked along the outer wall of the park and walked around to the other end directly opposite the gate. The height of the outer wall finally changed somewhat. Unlike other places, the outer wall here was made of stone, with a height of just over two meters.
On the ninth day of the month, I used my strength to lightly jump to the top of the wall, waving my hand to tell me not to use too much force and to be careful about falling.
When I climbed up the wall, I realized why this section of the wall was shorter than elsewhere. There was a lake on the other end of the wall.
We walked along the wall to the edge of the lake and jumped into the grass beside the lake. There was an octagonal pavilion not far from the grass. After entering the pavilion on the ninth day of the month, we lay down on the bench.
I was hesitating to ask Chujiu if this was the pavilion where Qiurou was killed. Instead, Chujiu spoke first. It was not this pavilion and there was no strange smell.
"Then what are you doing lying here?"
Chujiu replied that after running such a long distance without turning on the lights all night, his eyes were tired and he needed to rest.
"By the way, you haven't said why you didn't turn on the lights?"
I suddenly remembered that I had been wanting to ask this question on the way, but I forgot about it as soon as I heard about Qiurou’s deeds.
The reason for not turning on the headlights is that I am afraid of hurting a relatively weak ghost like Qiurou who has not yet gone to the underworld to report to the underworld. The car itself is a yang, and with the high-beam lights, the ghost will be dissipated before the horror reaches this point.
Qiurou's ghost can only possess animals or people. With Chujiu's physique, Qiurou would not dare to possess her even if she practiced for hundreds of years.
As for me, to use Chujiu's words, any short-sighted person who has such an idea will probably be beaten to death immediately by him.
Fortunately, there is a special soul-collecting talisman on Chujiu, which can protect Qiurou from harm from the outside world.
"Normally, when you get around here, shouldn't the ghost be able to return to the body on its own?"
Chujiu, who usually has a playful and unreliable smile, when he talks about protecting me, his serious look can make my heart melt instantly. In his eyes, my life is more important than his.
Qiu Rou told Chujiu about this issue before. Qiu Rou, who had just died, didn't know that she was actually dead. Instead, she thought she had escaped from Zhiyuan's clutches.
Qiu Rou ran to the main road in the alley and asked for help from the passing people, but no one paid attention to herself who was crying into tears. A trace of hatred arose in Qiu Rou's heart, why were these people so indifferent.
Until she walked to the drunk Zhang Ying and asked for help. If Zhang Ying hadn't agreed to Qiu Rou's request for help, Qiu Rou would have accumulated more and more resentment in her heart, and I'm afraid Zhiyuan and the others would soon have it.
The evil spirit's revenge.
As for why Qiurou can't return to her body now, Chujiu guessed that maybe the body was transported to other places by Zhiyuan and the others, or maybe the body was blocked by filth.
"It can't be found after being transported to other places? It shouldn't be right?"
This statement is completely contrary to what I know. How do those evil ghosts who kill people thousands of miles away do it?
After Chujiu’s explanation, I realized that it was indeed my fault for my lack of knowledge and knowledge. The soul of a person who had just died could not be called a ghost at all, but could only be called a ghost.
Only when the ghost is led to the underworld, goes through a series of processes, and visits relatives during the first seven soul nights, can it be considered a real ghost.
However, ghosts also have some basic abilities of ghosts, and they are capable of harming people who are determined to do so.
"Guo Guo, are you coming or me?"
Chujiu, who was lying on the bench, was playing with a copper coin sword in his hand and turned his head to look at me with a smirk on his face.
"Are you provoking this?"
Since we were talking about Qiurou, I didn't have to meditate carefully. This time I didn't look at the time on my pager.
According to the starting hexagrams "eleven" and "one" of Zishi as the main hexagrams and lines, the two people present and one ghost are counted as three people, and the number "three" is used as the changing hexagrams and lines, we can get the "big" hexagrams of "Gai".
have".
"It's directly south of the park. I don't know the details."
Chujiu stood up with a mischievous smile. In fact, if he came to find him, he would have to spend a lot of effort to determine the location. Now that he had the approximate location, the rest would be much easier to handle.
A pavilion by the lake just south of the park is undoubtedly the place where Qiurou was murdered.
Chujiu stared at the pavilion and shook his head slightly, then spread out the paper talisman possessing Qiurou in his hand and folded it into a paper airplane.
He recited a spell in his mouth silently, exhaled at the paper airplane and threw it towards the south.
"Is this okay?"
I once suspected that Chujiu was just fooling around. Since I got to know him, I have seen him do this not once or twice, but this is the first time I have seen him fooling around like this.
But the talisman plane flying in the sky told me the answer. This was not a lie.
The paper plane flew more than ten meters in the air, and finally circled a few times over a rocky place near the outer wall by the lake before falling leisurely to the ground.
Chujiu smiled proudly and walked towards the paper airplane. Only rookies need those fancy moves to attract attention. Experts only pay attention to efficiency. Just like the old man who used the same soul-inducing curse and the old man also needs to light a tribute, and he
Just fold a paper airplane.
"You mean that my uncle's Taoism is not as good as yours?"
When Chujiu heard my question, he probably recalled the scene where his uncle beat him, so he shrank his neck and said with a smile, "My uncle's incense can be found in a wider range."
"No wonder, no wonder."
Chujiu stood on a big rock, muttering softly.
"What's so surprising?"
I walked beside the overgrown rocks and stared at the paper airplanes on the ground, but didn't see anything strange.