The figure's back was hunched, and his arms drooped naturally, looking like they were broken. He walked very slowly, and his body was still dripping with blood...
"This...what the hell is this..."
The driver's crying voice came to my ears.
Only then did I realize that the ghost in front of me had not disappeared.
"Don't be afraid, he's just a ghost who wants a ride. This is what he looked like before he died. Because his obsession is too deep and he can't forget the miserable state of his death, that's why he will remain in this state..."
The driver stopped talking. I looked back at him suspiciously and found that he had closed his eyes and was trembling and huddled there, not daring to move.
I turned my head and looked out the window again. The male ghost had already walked to four cigarettes. He slowly leaned down, first smelled carefully, and then took a long puff of smoke.
Seeing that the time was almost up, I quietly opened the car door and rushed over in one stride...
Hearing the sound, the male ghost suddenly straightened up and turned around, raised his hands and pinched me. I ducked my head and ducked out of the way, and at the same time, a handful of cinnabar popped out from my fingers and hit him right in the face!
"Ouch!" a ghost screamed.
The male ghost covered his face and rolled on the ground in pain.
I knew that he was a ghost who had just died and had little cultivation, so I didn't dare to use the palm thunder and the seal, but I didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable.
Seeing me standing in front of him, the male ghost suddenly stood up and was about to run away. I shook my head, chased after him, pinched a phoenix eye with one hand and slapped him on the back of his heart. I screamed again, and the male ghost's body went limp and he sat down.
He didn't dare to move on the ground.
"Arch Mage, have mercy on me...Arch Mage, have mercy on me..."
"How did you die? Why didn't you go to the underworld?"
"I...I..."
I frowned,
"What are you talking about? Tell me quickly!"
The male ghost trembled and suddenly became excited.
"I was killed...by Shi Gu!!!"
"What Shigu?!"
"Shi Gu in Dongsha Village, I don't know anything else... I don't know!"
Seeing that his mood was getting more and more agitated, I didn't dare to ask any more questions, so I reached out and touched his ghost door gently, and a small stream of black energy came out from his bloody face. There was no resolving talisman, so I just
You can use your fingerprints to help him dissipate a small part of his resentment.
"You can go to the underworld as soon as possible before the ghosts come to lock your soul..."
"Thank you, Archmage..."
After saying that, the male ghost's body swayed slightly, turning into a wisp of black air and floating towards the north of the night sky.
"Shigu of Dongsha Village..."
I muttered, as if this is what Yunfei asked me to handle.
Back in the taxi, I asked the driver to drive to Dongsha Village as soon as possible. The driver's attitude towards me had obviously changed from before. It was no longer so casual, but became a little reserved.
"Little Master, weren't you afraid of that thing just now? We could have just escaped as quickly as possible. Why did you still lure him here?"
"We can indeed escape, but if he misses us, we will look for the next car. Not everyone will be so lucky as us, so dealing with it directly is the right way."
The driver nodded thoughtfully and asked no more questions.
The road was difficult to travel at night, so we bumped around in the rugged countryside for more than ten minutes, and finally stopped at the entrance of Dongsha Village. The driver left his phone number with me before leaving.
"Little Master, it's not easy to take a taxi here. Just give me a call when you leave and I'll pick you up."
Without waiting for me to thank him, he drove away in his car.
I smiled and walked towards Dongsha Village along the dirt road at the entrance of the village...
But after walking a few steps, I suddenly felt like I had stepped on something, making a "creeping" sound. I took out my flashlight and lowered my head to take a look, and my expression suddenly froze.
I saw a small pile of paper money that had been burned to ashes under my feet. At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow, and the gray-black ashes were blown everywhere by the wind. The smell of burnt ashes filled the air.
.
I have doubts in my heart,
"Who would burn paper in the middle of this road?"
I walked a few steps forward, only to find that there was a small pile of ashes under my feet. I kept walking like this, and a pile of ashes appeared almost every few steps...
My face darkened. This should be a special way for local villagers to attract spirits. If I guessed correctly, someone in the village was definitely having a funeral.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my progress, but just when I was about to enter Dongsha Village, I suddenly heard waves of women's sobs...
"Woo...Woo..."
I paused for a moment, followed the sound and took a few steps forward. A strange scene immediately appeared in front of me!
I saw a woman wearing a red wedding dress squatting on the village road, burning paper money. Her head was covered with a red cloth, her back was facing me, and her shoulders were shaking...
"Woo...Woo..."
The sobs couldn't stop coming from the woman's mouth...
I moved a few steps to the side and looked around. I saw a bamboo basket hanging on her wrist. The basket was full of paper money and yellow paper. I don't know why, but I always have a feeling in my heart.
This woman doesn't look like she's crying willingly, but like she's been forced to...
Because I couldn’t hear any sadness or melancholy from her crying, but more of fear and sorrow!
At this time, the woman slowly straightened up, stepped over the fire at her feet, walked not far forward, and then squatted down to continue burning...
It went on and on like this, her crying never stopped for a moment, and I followed her quietly and quietly until I came to a house in the village.
This is an ordinary yard. There is a tent set up with white cloth outside the yard, and the tent curtain is lifted...
Outside the door curtain, there is an old man and an old lady standing on the left and right, with their chests hunched over and looking very old. They each hold a white lantern in their hands, and there is a faint firelight in the lantern...
Because I was afraid of being discovered, I stayed very far away, but through the door curtain I could vaguely see a big word "Dian" hanging in the tent...
It's a mourning hall. Sure enough, someone is having a funeral!