Chapter 41: Female Ghost Appears in a Wedding Dress
The air in the room is a bit cold now, and including me, I was still a little uneasy when I saw the strange scene in front of me at such a close distance. Goosebumps appeared on my body unconsciously, and I took two steps back.
"I died outside at my age. I shouldn't have entered the house. Master, I have understood this since my death, but I feel so uncomfortable...Master, please help me..."
Mrs. Zhu's petite and graceful body twisted on the chair, like a big insect, scratching her head, scratching her head, and pulling her collar.
"You still have some conscience and know not to harm one party. Was it you who caused the spirit to stop outside the community gate?" Uncle Wu was calm. Thinking about it, he had encountered too many such things in his life and didn't take it seriously at all.
The tone of speaking is no different from how you usually talk to people.
"Yes, it is my intention to stop the spirit outside, but master, I don't want a ghost marriage, I really don't. You have to save me... that woman is too fierce..."
Before Zhu Xijie finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to see something that made him extremely frightened. The shadow wanted to leave Zhu Tai's body in a flash, but unfortunately it was too late. He floated directly off the ground and levitated.
We arrived at an open space on the second floor above us.
Just next to the stairs leading to the second floor, on the outside of the handrail of the carved wooden railing, a woman who had changed into wedding clothes stretched out a hand and pinched the soul of Zhu Xijie, who was struggling and howling in fear.
"You forced me, I won't marry..."
The hanging female ghost in red said this sentence coldly and coldly, then she kneaded the little male ghost in her hands into a ball, raised her long-haired head, and was about to put it into her mouth and swallow it.
The soul of Zhu Xijie.
I was already frightened by this sudden change, and there was a sound of a chair being kicked over behind me, "Stop!"
It was Master Lang's cry, with a hint of anxiety, which once again confirmed that he was a person who could see the same scene as us without opening his eyes.
Uncle Wu reacted very quickly, grabbed the egg in the rice bowl, and threw it towards the female ghost in mid-air!
"Be brave, dare to swallow souls in front of me, watch your moves!"
If the egg actually came into contact with the female ghost's figure, it would break open, revealing the egg white and yolk inside. It would hang on the female ghost's bright red wedding dress, and a black smoke would rise. The female ghost would be injured and throw it away.
He grabbed the ghost of a man who was balled up in his hand, screamed, and flew up to the second floor.
"I won't let it go like this, you all have to pay the price."
Others on this side may not know the reason, but Zhu Cheng, who was also opened his eyes, is definitely one of the audience. At this time, he yelled, dragging Lao Mo and the male secretary in front of him, and slumped behind the wall of people.
He was still shouting, "Ghost, there is a ghost... a female ghost..."
Uncle Wu moved quickly and shouted to me, "Sanman, rub your hands with willow leaves to protect Zhu Xijie's soul. No one else can come near."
While pulling out the pipe and pot from behind his collar, he headed towards the second floor, jumped up in two steps, and chased the female ghost in the direction in which she was escaping. Her body was on the second floor, and she couldn't escape from this room.
I was a little panicked, not because of the female ghost upstairs who was obviously more threatening than the poor little one below, nor because Uncle Wu left.
But facing the soul that was left aside, with its hands, feet, and head completely misaligned, and twisted into a ball, do you want to straighten it out bit by bit? Will it hurt?
In the end, Master Lang was relatively sober. He picked up a handful of willow leaves that Uncle Wu had placed on the large makeup box and handed it over, "Your master said to use this."
I was indeed a little embarrassed, not as calm as a bystander, and his eyes were not on me, but looking at the soul body on the ground with a bit of sadness.
I tried my best to pretend to be calm, grabbed the willow leaves, and rubbed them all over the palms and backs of my hands. The green juice was mixed with the crushed leaf residue, and I stepped forward to do it.
"I'll be gentle. If it hurts, just bear with it."
Starting from the outermost legs, I slowly unwound them toward the normal position, just like playing with a human-shaped Rubik's Cube. I watched a ball slowly reveal a basic human shape in my hands.
"Thanks……"
The male ghost's head was still tilted to the left, showing an angle that was impossible for humans. However, I really couldn't do it, so I went up and gave it a click myself. The male ghost was quite polite and thanked me.
I noticed that his soul was more transparent than it looked before, which obviously caused some damage to him. I saw him move, and I was so scared that I quickly got up and moved away.
His arms and legs were like balloons, spinning on their own. After returning to normal, he held his head with both hands, turned hard, and then put down his hands after returning to the normal position.
If you want to ask what it feels like to touch a ghost, just one word: cold...
It feels like fishing in an ice cave in the middle of winter!
It was also the first time that I faced a ghost face to face, in such a peaceful way and at such a close distance.
Zhu Xijie's ghost smiled timidly, "Brother Lang."
This ghost was obviously saying hello to Master Lang who was not far from me. It was obvious that they must have had a pretty good relationship in life.
I suddenly thought that it was recorded in the book that ordinary people should not talk to the soul under any circumstances, unless the soul is dreaming, so I quickly reached out and covered Master Lang's mouth, because this man is tall and strong, like me.
This figure stands out among the girls, and only if they are very close can they complete such a difficult action.
"Don't open your mouth. It will damage your luck and be harmful to strangers. I remember what you want to ask, and I will ask it for you."
My Quan Yang White Tiger's eighth achievement is this convenient, and the little damage done to me by the Yin Soul is basically nutrients, and I can't starve to death if I don't eat enough.
"You can't talk like this. Let me ask you for him. Did you not suffer too much when you left in the end?"
I remember this happened when I was on the balcony of the hotel, and this man was minding his own business.
Zhu Xijie leaned against the wall obediently, avoiding the yang energy of other people in the room. He shook his head gently with a pale face, "No, it happened very suddenly. I walked very fast, and I almost died before I could react."
Already."
Hearing Zhu Xijie's words, Master Lang's tense muscles obviously relaxed a little. He took a long breath and raised his hand to pull my hand aside, because I was still covering his mouth.
He turned around and walked further away, back to the original corner. Zhu Xijie was now concerned about his mother. Looking at Mrs. Zhu whose limbs were limp and her head drooped to one side, she asked me, "Is my mother okay?"
"I'm not going to die. I got you twice and you're still going to be sick. But don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing serious will happen."
The person who answered his question was Uncle Wu, who was swinging a pipe and pot from upstairs. He walked to the opposite side of Zhu Xijie and said, "You don't need to ask to know that the one who has been making you uneasy recently is the one just now, right?"
"Looking at the ghostly look you have now, don't worry about it for now. I have sealed that room. Hurry up and stay by your body. Inhale more incense. Don't fall apart before you get to the Underworld Road."
Uncle Wu was quite polite when he spoke to the male ghost, but when he turned around and faced Zhu Cheng, he was not so gentle.
He raised his eyebrows and let out a loud roar, "Your grandma has legs, who asked you to put a wedding dress on a female corpse!"
This voice directly made my ears itch, and Zhu Xijie's soul disappeared into the villa at the speed of light, most likely hiding in the memorial shed.