I suddenly stood up from the chair, but after standing up, I was stunned again. I didn't know what to do next...
The so-called master-servant relationship between Ye Qing and I actually doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all, because I don't know how to find her through the ghost mark, nor do I know how to summon her.
But now Ye Qing is probably in danger. What kind of powerful thing can put her in danger? I am as anxious as an ant on a hot pot...
At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Master once said that after Ye Qing recognizes her master, she will always be connected with my human soul and blood and essence. If this is true, maybe I still have a glimmer of hope to find her!
Thinking of this, I hurriedly took out the compass from my backpack, scratched the space between my middle fingers, and dropped a drop of blood on two different directions of the compass. I held the compass steady to prevent the two drops of blood from meeting and blending, and then I formed a seal with one hand.
Read aloud:
"There are three wonders in the sky, six things in the earth, yellow sand and red earth, rubble tomb foundations, a hundred steps wide and wide, you can see clearly with a needle! Get up!"
After reciting the mantra, the pointer on the compass began to move...
According to the operating logic of the compass, it first senses the existence of evil spirits, and then uses the pointer to locate the specific location of the evil things. However, there are no evil spirits around or nearby me, so the pointer can only rotate endlessly without direction, forever.
Can't stop...
I tilted the compass slightly and controlled one of the two drops of blood to slowly flow onto the pointer.
There was a sound of "Bah!"
The drop of blood evaporated as soon as it touched the pointer, and then the pointer rotated slower and slower, and finally stopped, pointing at me as expected.
Before the evaporated breath dissipated, I immediately recited the incantation again, and the pointer started to rotate again. I controlled the compass to flow another drop of blood to the pointer, and another burst of white gas came out...
But this time the compass needle did not point to me, but to a certain direction outside the door!
"Success!"
I felt happy, but then I thought of something. The compass pointed out the direction in such a short period of time, and the pointer did not swing at all, and the position was clear, which meant that Ye Qing should be near the old coffin street!
I took a deep breath, didn't dare to waste any more time, picked up my backpack and rushed into the night outside...
The Coffin Street is located in the old city, so I followed the pointer and soon entered a messy shanty town...
Because it is far away from the road, there is almost no light near the shanty town. I picked up the flashlight and took a photo, and found that not far away were all half-destroyed old bungalows, with ruins and uneven walls, which were even more obvious in the cold night.
The dark and scary...
Following the direction of the pointer, I walked deeper and deeper into the old bungalow, but after walking a few steps, I suddenly heard something...
I don’t know where there came from, a faint sound of footsteps, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of clinking pots and pans. I subconsciously stopped and pricked up my ears to listen...
"Creak...crack..."
Sure enough, it was footsteps!
I was suspicious in my heart, who would come here except me in the middle of the night?
I looked down at the compass and was stunned. The pointer and the footsteps came from the same direction.
My heart moved, I quickly turned off the flashlight, hunched over and crept over in the dark...
Passing through the old bungalow, a big tree appeared not far in front. Under the cold moonlight, I squinted and took a closer look and found that it was a locust tree. This locust tree has a thick trunk and a dense crown. It looks like
It must be hundreds of years old.
I knew I had found the right place. The locust tree is a yin tree, and the century-old locust tree has a particularly strong yin and cold air. It is indeed an excellent place for ghosts to hide and practice.
But I can’t think too much about it now, because I saw a person under the old locust tree!
He was swaying around the locust tree with his head lowered...
One lap...two laps...three laps...
This weird behavior made me feel a little weird. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully.
But because the light was too dark, I couldn't see the person's face clearly, but judging from his body shape, he should be a man. He was wearing rags and carrying a bag on his back. The sound of the pots and pans clashing came from
It came from the bag.
"tramp?"
I secretly guessed.
Just when I was wondering, I suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the way this homeless man walked. His left leg could not be bent, and he could only drag it forward little by little. It looked a bit like a lame man, but it was even more like he was being held back by something.
Legs...
My heart sank, and I secretly opened my eyes, and I did see a shocking scene!
As expected, the tramp's left leg was dragged by something... an old man with white hair!
The old man was lying on the ground, looking up at the homeless man, with a strange smile on his pale green face. He was holding the homeless man's left leg with both hands, and his lower body seemed to be paralyzed.
Like a puddle of mud lying on the ground being dragged step by step by a homeless man.
"A ghost building a bridge?!" I couldn't help but take a breath.
The so-called ghost bridge is actually a kind of ghost possession. It is just because the Yang energy of the person being possessed is too strong, and the ghost who happens to want to be possessed by him is of low moral character and cannot force the body to be possessed. He can only rely on this method of consumption.
Slowly consume the Yang Qi in the other person.
When the yang energy was almost exhausted, he could get up directly. It seemed that the old man had just died.
But I still feel a little strange in my heart. After struggling for a long time, where is Ye Qing?
I pondered for a moment, then moved to the back of a half-demolished wall, then took out an incense candle from my backpack and lit it quietly. The green smoke of the incense candle slowly drifted in the direction of the homeless man and the old ghost along with the wind...
I poked my head out slightly and looked at them cautiously.
A few minutes later, the old man who was smiling strangely at the homeless man suddenly stopped smiling and suddenly raised his head and looked towards me...
