"...If that's the case, then I won't bother you anymore."
Seeing the resolute attitude of the female dean, Uncle Jiu realized that the idea of rushing in forcefully was not advisable. He said this, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get in.
Seeing that Uncle Jiu said this, the female director nodded and said, "This is the best, let's go out."
The moment the female dean turned around, Uncle Jiu thought of an idea to go in. He quickly took out two fire charms from his body, lit them and quickly threw them into the crack of the door.
Then he pretended to be fine and walked to the headmistress, deliberately shrugged his nose and said, "Wait a minute, I smell smoke, it seems like there's a fire."
The female dean sniffed it with her nose, her face changed slightly and said, "It's really on fire. Where is it on fire?"
Uncle Jiu quickly turned around, pointed at the crack in the door of the retreat room and said, "It seems there's a fire inside."
"Oops, it's really on fire."
The female dean lay on the ground and looked through the crack in the door. Sure enough, she saw a fire burning inside. She wondered: "This place has been abandoned for so long, how could it catch fire for no reason?"
"Maybe the air inside is not circulating, and the sunshine is so good today, maybe that's the cause of the fire." Uncle Jiu made nonsense.
However, the female dean was successfully deceived by Uncle Jiu, and asked repeatedly: "What should we do? How should we put out the fire?"
Uncle Jiu squatted beside her, and in a gentlemanly manner handed over a large stone that had been on the ground for an unknown period of time, and said, "Just break the door open."
"thank you."
The flustered headmistress didn't think much. Without saying a word, she raised a stone and threw it at the door lock. After a few hits, the door, which was in disrepair, fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the floor.
When the female dean was lying on the ground looking for the source of the fire, Uncle Jiu stretched out his foot early and stepped on the ashes of the fire talisman under his feet. This move was so fast that even the female dean could not notice it.
"It's strange, why is the fire gone?" The female dean opened the door to watch.
After looking around, he said doubtfully.
"It should have been destroyed when the door came down..."
Uncle Jiu explained casually, raised his head and saw several pigtails of garlic hanging on the door beam, and asked curiously: "Was this room used to be a kitchen?"
"no."
After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, the female dean gave up the idea of looking for a flame, stood up and frowned: "Why is the priest's retreat room covered with garlic, used for exorcism?"
"Exorcism?" Uncle Jiu repeated silently, curious as to what kind of demons garlic could exorcise.
Just as he was about to ask, he heard the headmistress yell and immediately threw herself into his arms.
Uncle Jiu felt a tightness in his chest, as if a mountain of flesh was pressing down on him. After taking a few breaths, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"There, there is a dead person there." The female dean was too afraid to raise her head and whispered in Uncle Jiu's arms.
"You get up first, I'll go over and take a look." Uncle Jiu saw a corpse kneeling on the ground. Because it had been too long, the flesh and blood had rotted away.
It evaporated, leaving only a skeleton emitting a faint blue light.
Looking at the skeleton carefully, Uncle Jiu tilted his head and happened to see a photo hanging on the wall. He blew the dust on it, compared it with the skeleton in front of him and said: "Although the clothes on the skeleton are rotten,
I can vaguely see that he looks exactly like the person in this photo."
As he spoke, he handed the photo to the headmistress.
In the photo is a foreign man who looks to be in his thirties or forties, wearing a silver cross around his neck, holding a Bible in his hand, wearing missionary clothes, with a solemn look on his face. After the female dean saw the man's face clearly,
He covered his mouth in surprise and said, "It's actually Father Qi."
"Who is Father Qi?" Uncle Jiu asked.
"He is not that one, he is the previous missionary of our monastery..."
The female abbot was no longer afraid after saying this, and walked straight to the skeleton, knelt down in front of the corpse, and after praying for him, she said: "Father Qi, it turns out you have not given up your priesthood...
The church has always thought that you were absent without permission. It turns out that you have been fighting against evil spirits. I will explain it to the church for you.
Rest in peace, pray Father."
Uncle Jiu listened in confusion behind him, shook his head, and hung the photo of Father Qi on the wall again, but unexpectedly found another photo on the wall, and said to the female dean: "It seems that you have another photo here.
A Taoist brother."
He was not used to the term priest, so he called him Taoist brother.
After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, the female abbess looked at the people in the photo, her eyes fell into deep thought, and then slowly said: "More than ten years ago, two priests came to Heyi Village to run a monastery, and Father Qi was attacked by the devil.
, I think the other priest will not be able to escape the evil fate."
When the female dean was telling the past, Uncle Jiu walked to the sarcophagus nearby and pushed away the stone slab covering it. He found that it was empty. He felt a little strange, but he still covered the stone slab again and sighed: "I am not strong enough.
It’s hard to escape…
But how can you be so sure that they hit a ghost?"
In fact, the devil mentioned by the female dean and the ghost known by Uncle Jiu are not the same species, but due to cultural differences, both parties thought the other knew what they were talking about.
When the female dean saw Uncle Jiu asking this question, she stood up and explained: "
Yes, they did meet the devil, I am not wrong, I am sure they have fought before...
You see, the Bible in front of Father Qi is burnt, the holy water is broken, and garlic is hanging around. It seems that he has lost and his life has been taken away by the devil."
At the end of the sentence, the female dean's tone was a little dull, obviously she felt unfortunate for what happened to Father Qi.
"impossible."
Uncle Jiu walked to the skeleton and knelt down, looked it over and said: "If the ghost killed him, how could the villagers in the village go out safely in the past ten years?
In my opinion, he should have won...
But why did he commit suicide?"
The female dean was shocked when she heard this and asked, "Did Father Qi commit suicide?"
"Yes."
Uncle Jiu pointed to the cross on the chest of the corpse and said, "This is the murder weapon he used to commit suicide."
While talking, Uncle Jiu deliberately removed the cross from Father Qi’s chest.
He pulled it out through his mouth in order to show the headmistress.
Unexpectedly, the force of pulling out was too great, and Father Qi's skeleton fell suddenly, hitting the female dean directly underneath him.
"ah!"
The female dean screamed, with a look of fear on her face, and her whole body was shaking.
She had overcome her fear after knowing that the skeleton was Father Qi, but the feeling of the bones hitting her body was another feeling.
"Uncle, help me get him away quickly, thank you."
Upon seeing this, Uncle Jiu immediately stepped forward to help her. As a result, he became more and more helpful. Instead, their bodies overlapped each other, and the female dean's mouth even kissed Uncle Jiu's mouth heavily!
"Master, what happened?"
Feng Yi, who came after hearing the sound, thought there was an accident and rushed in quickly.
