When fighting with spirits, he protects himself well, which is the greatest help to me.
I helped him close the door outside, and I stood there for a few seconds, silently cheering myself up.
Aren’t they just sixteen ancestors!
When meeting, say hello first and say hello.
The aura of our prodigal son shouldn't make them pick their eyes when they come up!
Anyway, I won’t be angry no matter how enthusiastic you are. If we chat well, I will definitely make you feel comfortable.
Thinking in my mind, I walked to the front hall in small steps with a smile on my face, and prepared to bend one knee to do a blessing according to the etiquette in the TV dramas of the Republic of China, "I'm sorry to bother you, I'm here to invite all the ancestors..."
A pause in tone.
The scene in the front hall was completely different from what I imagined!
Based on the tingling pain between my eyebrows and Wu Mei's feeling, I thought there would be people of all ages sitting in the front hall.
Just like what was shown in the TV series, there is a respected old man sitting on the Grand Master's chair, next to him is the mistress of the house, behind him is the maid, in front of him is the housekeeper, and all the juniors are sitting upright in their coats, their green and white faces, slowly, Look at me like a camera, with an evil look in your eyes.
Is that just common sense?
but……
Absolutely not!
The only thing that catches the eye is a large altar table.
Above, urns and tablets are arranged in a ladder shape from high to low.
There were two red candles burning in the front, and there were several plates of hairy sacrificial fruits.
When you raise your eyes, you can see the black mourning cloth hanging on both sides of the ceiling, with a large word "Die" in the middle.
What you see and feel is a mourning hall.
Huhu~huhu~~
The cold wind blew the brittle hair on my temples.
The room became extremely quiet, and you could still hear the faint sound of air coming out but not coming in.
It was as if there was some unknown monster lurking quietly somewhere, facing me, ready to attack.
I put away the awkward smile on my face and carefully observed my surroundings.
The evil wind from this pole really hit me from both sides.
It made my face numb for a while.
After a while, the back of my head felt cold again.
Of course, to say it was a cold wind was more like someone blowing air against me.
But they obviously didn't want me to see it.
So I only felt the tingling pain between my eyebrows, and I felt them huddled in all directions, but I couldn't catch them!
to be honest.
They were kind of playing peek-a-boo with me!
Just when I was thinking about whether I should shed some blood to open my Yin and Yang eyes, the sound of water dripping could be heard.
In the empty environment, the sound of water was extremely clear.
I raised my ears to catch it, and suddenly felt a chill on the instep of my feet.
Looking down, I saw a bloodstain on the hem of my skirt, and the tops of my feet wearing pumps were exposed.
Blood splashed down on the instep of my feet, and a fishy smell filled the air.
Tick~
Another drop of water fell.
It hit me right on the tip of my nose.
I reached out and wiped it, but there was still blood.
After a deep breath, I told myself not to be nervous, they would probably be on the roof!
Calm.
do not be afraid.
What spirits are best at is creating illusions.
They lead you to discover something first, and then they try to trick you and then show up to scare you!
In some places they are really like psychopaths.
Listening to you screaming seems to give me a sense of accomplishment!
Hey, I won’t scream, I won’t be nervous, I won’t be scared, I will look up suddenly——
Show your face!
Baby.
My legs still couldn't help but feel weak.
The spirit body is quite impressive. There is indeed an ancient man wearing a mandarin lying on the ceiling.
Needless to say, people do have special powers after death and are completely unaffected by gravity.
He looked like a gecko with all his limbs pressed against the ceiling. What was strange was that his head drooped backwards, like he was wearing a coat.
It seems that his neck is just a bottle cap, with only a small layer of skin on the back of the neck connected, and the head is almost completely separated from the neck!
The most exaggerated thing was that his blood-red throat was exposed, but his face was hanging in the air and he was rushing towards me.
The corners of his lips were smiling, and his face was as white as paper.
When I raised my head, I could just see his back lying on the roof of the shed, and his face rushing towards me.
Their eyes met, and his posture was particularly weird and inconsistent with human body mechanics.
Inexplicably, I remembered the scene where my father was killing a chicken. He twisted the chicken's head back so hard that the chicken's head almost folded onto its back. Then he used a knife to hit the front of the chicken's neck, and the chicken's head was lifted up and swayed.
status.
This fellow was 100% pulled across his neck, and the back of his head was pressed against his spine!
I didn't have time to think too much, because the blood was still gushing out from his throat. The moment I raised my face, the blood droplets condensed into a column of blood and sprayed towards me like a water gun!
I was caught off guard and my face was washed.
He staggered out of the way, puffed twice in succession, and wiped his face with his hands. This was sticky and smelly!
Let's not play around with Mi Tai, okay? The blood is very dirty. Did you have any infectious diseases during your lifetime, ancestor!
"Jiejiejiejie~!"
Weird laughter surrounded the room, as if the stereo sound was turned on, "I won't move after I said it! How dare you do it again!"
The ground moistened with blood was extremely slippery. My feet staggered, and my eyelashes were coated with a sticky layer.
I didn't care to reply, I just wanted to wipe my face clean, and when I waved my arm, my forearm touched an urn.
There was a loud thud, and the stepped urn swayed.
I thought to myself, "Oh no, I can't throw these ancestors away!"
I subconsciously wanted to hold the box steady first, but then I saw the lid of the box opened by itself, and an old lady's head was exposed.
She had a shriveled face, opened her mouth, and spit out an eyeball at me!
Oh, let me go!
The eyeballs popped into my face like bouncy balls!
Damn, the problem is, I haven’t taken advantage of the crow’s feet yet, grandma!
Fortunately, I kept my lips tightly closed, otherwise they would have bounced into my mouth!
Suppressing the rising anger, I saw that the old lady's head was still leaning out of the box.
Just bang~! Snap the lid of the box at once!
She was covered inside!
Don't be such a bully.
When the two armies are fighting, they should pay attention to courtesy first and then attack!
From the moment I took the job, and even all the way here, I had thought about it. I would lower my attitude as low as I could, and I would not yell at them or anything. I would try my best not to fight back or scold them.
Talk back.
We only seek results, not the process.
After all, I didn’t get any advantage. If I were a spirit, you were the one who asked me to move in, and you were the one who asked me to move out. If I don’t want to leave, you can kick me first.
, another person comes to stab me with a sword, you don’t regard me as your ancestor!
Just at this moment, I, the sworn third child, came over. If they didn't take it out on me, who would they take out on?
They have to let them vent first, and then I can understand them with emotion and move them with reason.
"Fellow ancestors, listen to me, I'm here to have a friendly talk with you..."
"Someone is coming——!!!"
I put the old lady's head into the box and let out a muffled scream, "Get her out of here!"