After blowing off all the things we carried in our bags, we retreated to the door.
Master Jiu took out his watch to look at the time, counted it with his fingers for a long time, then chanted a mantra for a while, and hung the plate on the door of the villa with a wave of his hand.
The plate was made of ceramic, smooth and without any handle, but as soon as it was attached to the door, it felt like it had a magnetic force and it stuck tightly.
Moreover, the moment the plate touched the door, I clearly saw a Bagua diagram on the bottom of the white plate.
The time was short and fleeting, and by the time I rubbed my eyes and looked again, there was nothing there.
Ever since I followed Jin Jiuye, things like this have become commonplace.
Thinking of this, I didn't have any suspicion, I took a photo on the gate with my phone as a souvenir, and followed the two of them out.
There was nothing to say that day, Ms. Zhao did not go back, and she did not feel a headache. Master Jiu must have thought of something for her.
During this period, Master Jiu went out again. As for what he was doing, we didn't ask, and he didn't tell us either.
In a blink of an eye, the next day came. We went to Ms. Zhao’s house early in the morning when the sun just came out.
When we arrived at the door, the plate was still hanging on the door. When we opened the courtyard door, the plate suddenly fell down. The white porcelain hit the bluestone and immediately shattered.
"Damn, that's unlucky..." Xiaopang saw this and said in a deep voice.
"Really or not..." I didn't understand what he meant and turned to look at him with a frown.
"Don't listen to his nonsense." He scolded angrily. Jin Jiuye had already taken out a paper bag, and after rubbing it, he put the thing on his head.
Xiaopang and I often use this simple mask. According to Master Jiu, we do this to protect ourselves as much as possible.
Let me explain it here.
Generally speaking, ghosts are all very similar, but Jiuye’s experience tells us that even if we face the same ghosts, we may encounter completely different dangers.
The last time I went to that office building, the building was full of ghosts when I opened my eyes. That scene left a deep impression on me.
When we do work, we target a specific one, but in this process we often use some very unfriendly methods. Once the magic weapon is used, it may collide with someone at a certain time and place. In the spirit of
We can live in peace according to the principle that no one will offend me and I will not offend others. However, no one can guarantee that we will offend those onlookers. Other than that, if there are one or two elder brothers and sisters who go home with you, you will be unlucky.
Everything is very light.
However, judging from the past situation, Master Jiu is not afraid of these things. People with good skills are brave, and few people like him who specialize in dealing with monsters and ghosts are willing to provoke him without opening their eyes.
But this time something unexpected happened, and Master Jiu, who had always been confident and confident, actually put on a mask.
The message conveyed by this is already obvious, that is to say, the current situation makes even a master ghost catcher like Jiu Ye feel that he has no hope.
Putting on my mask, I followed Master Jiu. Master Jiu did not go in immediately, but walked around the yard a few times. When the time was almost up, he took out the key and opened the door.
As soon as he entered the inner room, a warm smell hit him.
Seeing this, Mr. Jiu swung his mahogany sword back to push us away, then leaned sideways at the door and asked us to wait with him for a while.
It wasn't until the airflow inside completely dissipated that Jin Jiuye led us in with a shy belly.
I didn't understand what he was waiting for at the time, but later I realized that he was actually making way for those innocent "landowners". He has always been like this. In his own words, it is convenient for others and for his own convenience.
When the three of them walked in, Master Jiu did not use willow leaves to open the ghost eyes. In fact, he did not need to bother.
Jiu Ye's ghost eyes are acquired through practice and do not require external force. He can open his eyes at any time as long as he wants.
After entering, Master Jiu took a quick look and saw no obvious threat, so he pulled me in front of him as a shield.
Later, he told me that I lacked the true fire of Samadhi, my vitality was weak, and my yang energy was weak. The effect of putting me in front of me was similar to carrying a dead person into a house. On the one hand, it could reduce the impact of strangers on evil spirits.
It's exciting, and secondly it buys him time for his own judgment.
It's not fair to me, but the benefits are obvious in the long run.
If we really encounter any danger, then my three-legged cat's kung fu and Xiaopang's fat body won't have much effect at all. To be serious, it depends on Master Jiu's ability. If he is finished, we will be finished too.
This is not a passive choice of "losing pawns to save the car", but a strategy and tactics that must be implemented.
Jin Jiuye put one hand on my shoulder and walked forward step by step with the other hand in front of him. This process was very slow. His attention was always on the surroundings of the room, while the little boy and I
Fatty's attention was always focused on the ashes at his feet.
Every time you take a step, there will be some more footprints on the ground, but the footprints all over the floor are left by us. Apart from those footprints, there is nothing on the ground in the living room on the first floor.
We opened the rooms one by one and searched all over the villa until we looked at all the corners on the floor below and still found no useful clues.
The last time, different from before, this time was when I pushed open the toilet door. As soon as we opened it, I saw a series of footprints on the ground. The footprints were very small, like those left by a three or four-year-old child, and
, the guy who stepped on the footprints was not wearing shoes, and several toes on the soles of his feet could be clearly seen.
"Is this it?" I said, pulling Master Jiu's hand.
"No." After looking at the toilet inside for a long time, Master Jiu shook his head and said.
"Then, what's going on?" When I heard this, I was very suspicious. At this time, Jin Jiuye had already pulled me out impatiently. The moment the wooden door closed, I looked back and it was so subconscious.
A glance at the ground gave me a fright.
When I turned around, I vaguely saw a dark child sitting on the toilet lid looking directly at me through the crack in the door.
The child was wearing very tacky clothes from the 1980s. He was thin and short. His eye sockets were black, as were the corners of his mouth, and his pale face had no color at all.
The expression, the posture, the atmosphere and the background immediately reminded me of the horror movies I often saw on black and white TV when I was a kid...
"Little Fatty, Little Fatty! You, have you seen..." I grabbed hold of Little Fatty and pointed at the toilet door that Master Jiu had inserted.