Haunted houses are not uncommon among the people. In times of turmoil, people lived in dire straits and miserable conditions. Under such circumstances, there were naturally not a few people who died in vain or unexpectedly.
It's not worth it for these lonely ghosts to be captured in a ghost prison, and letting them go will cause panic. So some people specially built a ghost house to house these lonely ghosts.
The ghost house has no doors, only windows. Because ghosts do not need to go through the main entrance. So if I go in to redeem the souls of the dead, I can enter the haunted house as a soul.
I asked Master Xian to borrow three Buddhist lanterns. In fact, I wanted to go to the underworld. Going to the underworld is the most common method used by people to exorcise demons. It roughly means to separate one's three souls and seven souls from the body, and then go to the underworld to do things.
After finishing the work, the three souls and seven souls will come out again. But this time I went to the underworld, not to go to the underworld to do things, but to go to the ghost house to save the souls of the dead.
I sat cross-legged on the ground and lit three Buddhist lanterns one by one. Such lanterns have been worshiped by people all year round and will gradually acquire a strong aura.
Yin energy cannot extinguish Buddhist lamps. This is a consensus in the exorcism circle.
When the Buddhist lantern was on, I had already held the evil-suppressing short stick and slowly closed my eyes. After a while, I felt my body getting lighter and lighter. When I opened my eyes, I found that my body was floating in the air.
Looking down, you can see me sitting between three Buddhist lanterns, with a solemn appearance and not moving at all.
Deng Bochuan and others gathered around me, each with a serious look on his face, not daring to neglect me. At this time, I was the most vulnerable. If my body was destroyed, I might really turn into a ghost.
Tieguai Li in Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea was a handsome immortal. However, his spirit left his body and traveled around the world, leaving behind a body that was regarded as dead by his disciples and burned with fire.
After Tieguai Li came back, he found that his body was gone. In desperation, he had to get into the body of a beggar who had just died, so he became this image.
I don't want to end up like Tieguai Li.
But he said that after I passed away, he nodded slightly to Deng Bochuan and others. These few were masters in exorcism, and they could detect my presence even without opening their eyes.
Especially Deng Bochuan, he nodded slightly to me and said: "Don't worry, unless we die, we will never leave your body for half a step! But you, you have to be careful in the ghost house!"
I nodded and said, "Don't worry! I will destroy this haunted house!"
After I finished speaking, my body was getting higher and higher, and I had already reached the window entrance of the Haunted House.
Although from the outside, those windows were only the size of a human head, but when my soul stood at the window, I realized that this place was actually two or three meters high.
After thinking for a while, I realized that it was not that the window had become larger, but that my three souls and seven souls had become smaller.
After I figured this out, I didn't pursue it too much. Instead, I turned over and jumped into the window.
Unexpectedly, he had just fallen into the window, and a stick swept past him. The runes on the stick were flashing, and there was still white paper left. However, it was a mourning stick that was obtained from somewhere, and was specially used to fight lonely ghosts.
If he were an ordinary wandering ghost, he would probably faint on the spot if he was hit with a mourning stick.
I am not a lonely ghost, so I have no fear of the mourning stick. When I stretched out my hand, I grabbed the mourning stick and grabbed it with all my strength. I heard an exclamation from the other end of the mourning stick.
"This kid is awesome! Get out of your way! Don't fight with me!"
I took a closer look and found a tall, muscular man glaring at me. Behind him, dozens of ghosts were obedient, not even daring to look at me.
I came to the Ghost House to save the dead souls, not to fight. So I let go of the mourning stick in my hand and said: "Brother..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man said angrily: "Who do you call brother? Who is your brother? Get beaten!"
It just so happened that he had just withdrawn the mourning stick, and hit him all over the face again. While beating him, he said: "You little bastard! Since you are new here, just obey my orders! Whatever I want you to do later, you have to do it."
What, did you hear that?”
I received two sticks on my body, and I only felt my three souls and seven souls shaking slightly, and I knew that the mourning stick actually had a slight impact on me. At that moment, I frowned slightly, suddenly stretched out my right hand, grabbed the mourning stick again, stretched out my hand, and the strong man
He staggered a bit and was pulled over by me.
I didn't show mercy to this kind of thing. I grabbed the mourning stick and aimed it at the strong man's head.
The strong man was knocked to pieces by me and was dizzy. I kicked him up and knocked him to the ground. I stepped on his chest with one foot, patted his face with the wail stick and said, "Friend
, can you talk properly?"
This strong man was stunned by me. Knowing that he was in trouble, he immediately obeyed and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, big brother! It's my fault! It's my fault!"
There were some lonely ghosts around who saw what was wrong and ran away one after another, but I sneered: "Whoever dares to take another step, don't blame me for smashing him to pieces!"
Those lonely ghosts stopped one after another, not daring to move. Some people turned around, and I realized that most of the people present were handsome-looking men, about thirty to forty years old.
It seems that these are Yang Wupi's prey. Not only were their human skins taken away, but their three souls and seven souls were even imprisoned.
It's just that there should be more than a thousand lonely souls in the ghost house, but there are only dozens around me. Could it be that this ghost house is very large for ghosts, enough to accommodate more than a thousand people?
I ignored those submissive ghosts, but stepped on the strong man's heart and said, "Tell me! What's going on?"
The strong man grinned in pain and hurriedly said: "Hero, spare your life! The little one has eyes but cannot see the mountains! You adults are in great numbers, please spare the little one!"
I swiped the stick again and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll ask and you answer. If you dare to tell half a lie, I'll beat you to death with a stick!"
The strong man licked his face and said, "Please tell me, good man! You must tell me everything you know, and you can tell me everything you want!"
I waved my hand and motioned to the ghosts who were watching the excitement to come over. Although this strong man looked like a local overlord, one person was short-term and many were powerful. Maybe he could get some new information.
Seeing those ghosts gathering around me, I sat down on the chair and said, "You all know how you died, right?"
Everyone said in a hurry: "I know, I know, it was Yang Wupi who killed a thousand people and plotted against us! He took off our human skins, but the three souls and seven souls were imprisoned in the haunted house!"
I said: "It's good to know. Let me ask you, how many dead souls are there in total here?"
The strong man hurriedly said: "Heroes! There are about three hundred of them!"
I was instantly surprised, more than three hundred? Yang Wupi said, weren't there more than a thousand souls inside? Why are there so many missing?
I gave the strong man a meaningful look and said, "Isn't it more than a thousand?"
The strong man trembled and said: "Master, there were indeed more than a thousand people before. But everyone was trapped in the house and bored, and there were a few cruel guys who developed the habit of eating ghosts. A few of them are oily today
Fry a few and steam a few tomorrow. Over the years, a lot of them will be eaten."
My eyelids twitched a few times. Ghost eats ghosts? Did they eat a lot? These fierce ghosts were probably entrenched in the house, ready to attack.
You must know that this place is a prison after all, and bullying newcomers is normal.
I snorted and asked again: "I want to gather all the ghosts here, what can you do?"
The strong man hurriedly said: "Master! That's impossible! You are new here, and you are not even qualified to see the boss! You said you wanted to gather them, but you can't do it!"
I said slowly: "What if I really gathered all the ghosts? Keep the obedient ones and kill the disobedient ones!"
Threatened by my evil-suppressing short stick, this strong man was just like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, saying whatever he wanted. The more he talked, the more information I knew.
At the beginning, the Ghost House only housed the unlucky ones who had their skins stolen by Yang Wupi. Later, Yang Wupi's methods of skinning became more and more sophisticated, and more and more ghosts gathered here.
Once there are too many lonely ghosts, it will inevitably become a mess without any order.
Later, a few more powerful fierce ghosts became angry and swallowed a few ghosts together. After swallowing, they found that these ghosts seemed to be quite delicious.
Now it's out of control. Since it's delicious, let's eat more. Anyway, during that time, the ghosts in the ghost house were eaten to pieces. Some ghosts came to seek refuge in order to survive.
Killed those fierce ghost-eating ghosts.
Some don't want to be eaten, so they hide on the plateau in the ghost house.
This strong man and the dozens of lonely ghosts under him were actually helpless. So they found a room and sealed the surroundings to prevent other ghosts from coming.
There are a lot of gangs like this, ranging from dozens of ghosts to seven or eight. They hide in the ghost house to avoid being eaten by those guys.
This strong man said that it is impossible for me to gather all the ghosts, because of this. After all, the ghosts are afraid of being eaten. If you walk out rashly, who knows if you will be eaten by those guys who like to eat ghosts.
Swallow?
When I heard the strong man say this, I should not sigh in my heart. Who would have thought that there would be so many rare things in a ghost house.
But if I want to gather all the ghosts in the Haunted House, I'm afraid I have to meet those cruel ghost-eating guys first.
After cleaning up these guys, the hidden ghosts dare to show up, and I can save them together.
Thinking of this, I said to the strong man: "Brother, what's your name?"
The strong man said with joy on his face: "My name is Zhou Ya! My name is Zhou Ya!"
I said: "Zhou Ya, where are those cannibals hiding? Take me over and have a look!"
As soon as he said these words, the strong man's face suddenly changed color: "Master! Don't go! You will really be eaten! Those ghosts have evil spirits! They have evil spirits!"