Yunfei's question completely stopped me. Indeed, God seems to have given him abilities beyond ordinary people, but only left him thirty years of life. Is this a blessing or an injustice?
Seeing that I was silent, Yunfei patted my shoulder and said with a smile:
"Haha... don't think so much now, the most important thing is to find a way to deal with Qing Yi."
When I heard the word Qingyi, my heart skipped a beat for no reason, and a question suddenly occurred to me.
"How did you force Qing Yi to retreat before?"
Yunfei smiled mysteriously, turned around and took out a black dress from a cloth pocket.
"That's it!"
Yunfei shook hard, and his clothes unfolded completely with a "crash". When I took a closer look, I was stunned...
This is a black ancient official robe with a four-clawed dragon python embroidered on it. It looks majestic and imposing, but it looks like a costume.
I immediately began to think about which official in history had a similar image. After thinking for a long time, a name finally came into my mind...
"Bao Gong?!" I blurted out.
Yunfei nodded and said seriously:
"Yes, it is said that Mr. Bao is the descendant of Wenquxing. He has inherent power from heaven, and countless evil people have died under his four guillotines. Therefore, even evil ghosts are afraid of him. Among the people, Mr. Bao is even a judge of ghosts.
The story is widely circulated..."
"Although Qing Yi has the cultivation of a ghost leader, she was a person in the play during her lifetime and a ghost in the play after her death. When she sees Bao Gong's four-clawed python robe, she will naturally feel fear. This is not a matter of the depth of Taoism, but a kind of innate
restraint..."
I suddenly felt enlightened and asked:
"So what are you going to do with her?"
Yunfei leaned into my ear and whispered a few words. I was surprised and felt a little uneasy.
"Are you sure this method will work? She is the leader of ghosts!"
"This method can only attract her and restrain her so that she cannot use her full strength. However, the specific method of killing her still depends on you."
Yunfei's words suddenly made me feel a little stressed, but now that the matter has come to this, there is no other way.
But I suddenly thought of a question,
"Who was Qing Yi during his lifetime?"
Yunfei walked to the window, sighed softly, and said:
"I don't know, but she was probably just a poor person when she was alive..."
After discussing the solution, I called Lu Daqian in.
"Village chief, is there anyone in the village who knows how to put on opera makeup?"
Lu Daqian rolled his eyes,
"Yes, I do, but I'm a little older, so I don't know if it's still okay."
I looked at Yunfei searchingly, and Yunfei nodded.
"Well, tonight, you can find this person and give us makeup."
Lu Daqian looked at me suspiciously,
"What are you doing, singing an opera?"
I smiled,
"Yes, there should be a good show tonight!"
After Lu Daqian left, I asked Yunfei puzzledly,
"Why does the village chief seem like he doesn't know you..."
"I was only more than ten years old when I left Guying Village. More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. It's normal that they don't recognize me. I don't want them to know that Tianwa is back when I was a child, so I didn't tell him. You also kept it a secret for me.
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I nodded and said nothing more.
At this time Gu Han also walked in, her expression was a little cold,
"I would like to remind you that your injury has not healed yet. If you forcefully cast the spell at night, I can't guarantee whether you will be able to see the sun tomorrow morning."
I smiled awkwardly and said:
"Don't worry, I will pay attention."
I have to say that Gu Han's reputation as a ghost doctor is indeed not worth it. Although it only lasted for one day, under her careful care, I feel that my body has recovered to a certain degree. Although she looks cold, she is actually
It's cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
At the same time, I also understood the purpose of Lao Yutou insisting on letting Gu Han follow. This old guy is indeed thoughtful. When I think of Lao Yutou, I think of my master again. I wonder if he has returned to Jiangcheng now...
The sun is setting, night is falling...
After a simple dinner, Lu Daqian invited an old lady in her eighties from the village. When the old lady entered the house, I felt a chill in my heart. It was difficult to even walk. Can I still put on makeup?
?
The old lady sat tremblingly on the edge of the bed, touching my face with her dry hands. The corners of her mouth twitched, and there were no teeth in her mouth...
"Who is..." the old lady asked, her voice was very hoarse.
"Bao... Bao Gong."
"What track?"
I was stunned and turned to look at Yun Fei who was standing aside. Yun Fei bowed slightly and said:
"Exploring Yin Mountain."
The old lady paused, then slowly raised her head and looked at Yunfei,
"Exploring the Yin Mountains? Haha...it turns out to be a song about examining ghosts. So, it's not a black face, it's a white face?"
"You're right, it's a white face."
The old lady gave me and Yunfei a meaningful look, said nothing more, took out various eyebrow drawing things from the calico pocket she carried with her, and began to draw them carefully.
It took a full two hours to finish. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in a black python robe, gauze hat, actor's makeup, and a big beard. I suddenly felt like I was in another world.
"Village chief, you stay here, don't go anywhere, wait for us to come back!" I warned.
"You...be careful..."
Yunfei and I looked at each other and left Lu Daqian's home.
At this time, Guying Village once again fell into the cold moonlight, and it was eerily quiet. On the way to the stage, I couldn't help but ask:
"Isn't it true that Mr. Bao always has a black face? Why did he paint me a white face?"
"The black-faced Gong Bao is too powerful. Not only will he not attract Tsing Yi, he will also keep her away. The white-faced Gong Bao, also known as Yin Bao Gong, specializes in examining ghosts and dealing with ghosts, so Tsing Yi will not be afraid."
I nodded suddenly, not expecting that there were so many ways to do it.
Following the village road, we arrived at the lonely stage. When I thought about the decision we were going to make with Tsing Yi tonight, I couldn't help but feel nervous and excited.
Yunfei placed a wooden table and wooden chairs in the center of the stage, meaning a hall table, then looked at the time and urged:
"Time is running out, hurry up and set up your formation..."