Zhang Jiushou, a middle-aged man from the Banshan family, is an old friend of the shabby old Taoist Qi Baijia.
I know that although he doesn't look serious, his research on numerology, horoscopes, and facial features has surpassed many senior experts.
"What do you mean, old pervert? Tell us something we can understand!"
If Zhang Jiushou had called himself a pervert in normal times, Qi Baijia would have argued with him, but at this critical moment, how could he be in the mood to talk nonsense.
"Are you stupid for fighting against others (grave robbers)? Haven't I made it clear enough?!"
"Before we entered this ghost yard, we didn't look like we would live long, but we could live to be octogenarians (màodié, eighty or ninety years old)."
"Now that I have been contaminated by the great cause and effect, I will immediately become 'six suns darkened', 'four excesses withered', and I will not be able to survive the number of 'seven rays (seven days)'!"
"Hey, we came all the way from the capital to seek death. Isn't this unlucky... No, Master Dao, I have to find a way to break the situation!"
After finishing speaking, he inserted the small flag on the ground that read "Count all the glory and wealth, see through the rolling world of mortals".
Then he took out a piece of yellow cloth with the Nine Palaces and Bagua painted on it and spread it in front of him.
Then Qi Baijia put away his cynicism and sat down with a nervous look on his face.
No one paid any attention to him anymore, he closed his eyes and muttered something.
When Zhang Jiushou, the descendant of the Bishan lineage, saw this, his face was also serious.
"Dear colleagues, I have known the old man for fifteen years, and this is the first time I have seen him so serious. It seems that this place is really dangerous."
"Let's stay put for now and wait for him to find a way out for everyone."
The Miao siblings nodded deeply when they heard this.
The thin, dark, and somewhat shy Qiao Lai Simu tried hard to open her eyes that had been closed.
What's shocking is that he only has the whites of his eyes and no black pupils!
This look makes it even more frightening in this eerie environment.
"Brother, you don't have to be like this, my sister is here for everything!"
Qiao Lai Ahua obviously knew that her brother would pay a heavy price for doing this, so she immediately tried to stop him, but Qiao Lai Simu shook his head and refused.
"Sister, Aniang Shouna (one of the thirty-six deities that I, the Miao people in China, believe in, the Moon Goddess) told me that if we don't do our best, we will definitely die in a foreign country."
"Even the soul body will be left here forever, being driven and tortured day and night, forever."
After Gou Lai Si Mu finished speaking, he raised his head and stared at the hospital building inch by inch from east to west with his white eyes.
It looks like an ordinary person carrying a heavy object on his head that can crush him, and it is extremely difficult to eat one meal after another.
After a while, Gulai Simu screamed and squatted on the ground in pain, covering his eyes.
There is blood seeping out between the fingers...
"Sister, let's go, let's go quickly!"
"If you leave now, with luck, your soul will return to the arms of Aniang Shou Na!"
Seeing this scene, Gelai Ahua, a beauty from the Miao ethnic group, was obviously at a loss and looked at Zhang Jiushou in bewilderment.
At this moment, the young Taoist Zhang Shangdeng seemed to be irritated. He took out the peach wood sword wrapped in yellow cloth and pointed it at the hospital building.
"If you want to leave, go yourselves!"
"Every one of you is making such a fuss. You have lost all face of our Tianzidi team!"
After saying this, recite the Ghost Hunting Technique in your mouth.
"There are demons and monsters, they hide in hiding, they are charming and obsessed with things, and their life and death are unpredictable. I have been ordered to avoid the wilderness. If you dare to disobey it, your bones will fly away."
"Samao Zhenjun is here, please be as urgent as the law!"
As the spell was completed, gusts of dark wind suddenly blew in the hospital yard.
The compass held by Zhang Shangdeng's left hand was spinning rapidly and could not stop.
Such a strange situation shocked this arrogant descendant of Maoshan.
"how so!"
At this moment, the door of the hospital suddenly slammed shut, and the wind blew fiercely all around!
"How could this happen??! Fuck you, don't get us involved if you want to die!" In desperation, Zhang Jiushou cursed in his own dialect.
"This means that either you don't practice enough and can't find evil spirits; or they are everywhere..."
As soon as Zhang Jiushou finished speaking, weird laughter kept coming from the cold wind.
Then the compass pointer in Zhang Shangdeng's hand suddenly stopped and pointed straight at the door of the hospital building.
I saw a nurse wearing a white coat, his face covered in blood, his head turned to the side at a weird angle, his arms straight out and waving slowly to the five people.
"Come on...come on..."
At this time, Zhang Shangdeng was already in a semi-mad state.
Ignoring Zhang Jiushou's repeated warnings, he took out a talisman and punched it out.
"The imperial edict is from the ocean. When the sun rises in the east, I give you a spiritual talisman to sweep away all the bad luck."
"The fire from the mountains is breathed out from the mouth, the light captured by the Fu Fei Gate is used to raise monsters all over the sky and meet the past generations, the plague is eliminated and the King Kong is eaten at the age of the year, the demons and the dead are subdued, and they are turned into auspiciousness. The Supreme Lord, I am as lucky as the law!!!"
The talisman turned into a fireball and hit the female ghost directly.
There was a bang and sparks flew, and the female ghost in the nurse uniform disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Shangdeng breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his crazy face.
"I thought I was so powerful, but now it looks like that!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang and a window on the second floor of the hospital popped open.
It was the same female ghost, standing in front of the window waving to the five people downstairs.
"Come on...come on..."
Note: Because the Chinese Miao people do not have their own written language, the relevant beliefs mentioned in this book are all transliterations.
I hereby solemnly promise that I will never mean any disrespect!
If there is anything inappropriate, readers and fairies are welcome to criticize and correct it.
There are thirty-six halls of gods and seventy-two halls of ghosts worshiped by the Miao people. The author is based on what was recorded in the "Yongsui Hall Chronicles" in the reign of Guangxu.