Facing the female ghost's questioning, I felt a little embarrassed...
"This is...I think it's better that you don't know." I said perfunctorily.
"snort!"
The female ghost snorted coldly and wanted to stand up, but because her soul was covered by a net, she struggled for a long time and could not stand up, so she could only continue to lie down obediently.
"Don't think I don't know, this straw hat was... soaked in urine, wasn't it?!" The female ghost glared at me and said angrily.
I was stunned, I didn't expect to be exposed by her.
Yes, the method my master taught me at that time was that the straw hat must be soaked in the urine of a boy to make the female ghost reveal its true form.
Urine is inherently a filthy substance in the human body. As long as it is touched by all ghosts and demons, including evil practitioners, the body of the Dharma body will be damaged at the least, and it is hard to say at the worst...
Master originally wanted me to use my own urine, but I struggled for a long time and still couldn't make up my mind. After all, that's not my way of doing things.
Thinking of this, I waved my hand and explained:
"You...don't get me wrong. Although this is urine, it is not mine. I found a little boy from the street..."
After explaining it, I felt something was wrong. Why should I explain it to her?
"Disgusting! I didn't expect that the majestic Yin Yang Ghost Dao would use such despicable methods! Let me out quickly!" the female ghost said sternly.
I hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and removed the fishing net. Although the fishing net was removed, the straw hat was there and could control her soul, so she could not escape.
The female ghost slowly stood up, twisted her body a few times, and tried to move, but she seemed to have no strength at all, and finally gave up.
Seeing that she couldn't move at all, I started to look at her. I have to say that her figure is really great. In terms of plumpness, she is not inferior to Yan Shiting. The exquisiteness of her face is also comparable to that of Xu Yiyi. It's a pity...she is
Just a ghost.
Seeing that she was wearing a cheongsam, and the style was very classic, an idea suddenly popped into my mind:
"Are you...a ghost from a hundred years ago?"
"What does this have to do with you?!"
"Of course it does matter. If you are really the ghost from a hundred years ago, then I have to save you immediately and I can't let you stay in the earthly world!"
Seeing that she was speaking rudely, I became a little more aggressive.
"Save me? Haha... If you really have the ability, you'd better find a way to save them first."
The female ghost pointed at the group of figures on the river bank and said to me with a hint of sarcasm.
I was startled and almost forgot about it, so I turned around and walked to the group of people again. They were still staring blankly at the dark river in front of them with blood-red eyes, without any trace of emotion on their faces.
expression.
"Why are their souls imprisoned here?"
I murmured to myself.
But after thinking for a long time, I still couldn’t figure it out, so I went back to the female ghost and asked:
"How did these people die?"
What I didn't expect was that this time the female ghost was a little gentler. She said quietly:
"They all died in a car accident seven years ago, when a bus drove directly into the river..."
I saw that her expression was a little lonely, and I murmured in my heart. After pondering for a moment, I stepped forward and put a resolving charm on her forehead.
"What are you doing?!" the female ghost asked with a violent reaction.
"do not move!"
I shouted softly and gently pressed the talisman paper with my right index finger. After a few seconds, the talisman paper absorbed the ghost energy and turned black, but there was no trace of cracking. I looked up at her in surprise and said in a voiceless voice:
"You haven't killed anyone?"
"What? In the eyes of your yin-yang ghosts, are all the ghosts in this world evil ghosts?"
I shook my head helplessly. Although this female ghost didn't have deep resentment, her anger was strong enough, so I decided not to ask questions about herself for the time being.
"You said these people died in an accident seven years ago. Why do you know so clearly?"
Sure enough, as soon as she talked about this topic, her tone softened a lot.
"When they had an accident seven years ago, I happened to be wandering around here and witnessed with my own eyes the process of their accident and their process from panic to despair to death."
"After the accident, they all died. That night, their souls began to wander near the river bank, as if they were looking for something, but they probably didn't find it. By the first seven days, their souls would not return.
, but gathered on the bank and kept looking at the river, like this every night, until today..."
I was surprised by what I heard and said hurriedly:
"Then you haven't discovered why these souls are imprisoned here?"
The female ghost shook her head,
"I don't know, but I guess this is not an external force, but related to their resentment and obsession, because if it is an external force, I should be able to find clues..."
"Resentment and obsession..."
After pondering for a moment, I once again came to the group of ghosts and began to observe them carefully. To be honest, I spent most of the night looking at a group of dead people with pale faces and eyes open by the cold and dark river. Even though I often saw ghosts,
I can't stand it either.
But there was nothing I could do. I shook my head and concentrated on myself.
My eyes passed over each of their faces. I had seen many of the faces in the illusion, so I would have some impressions. I started to try to find some clues based on the memory in the illusion...
At this time, I suddenly had a strange feeling that something was wrong with these people, but I couldn't tell what was wrong for the moment!
I lowered my head and thought hard for a long time, then my head shook and I lost my voice:
"The number of people is wrong! There is one less person here!!!"
I hurriedly came to the female ghost and asked:
"Driver! There is no ghost of the driver among these ghosts. Do you still remember whether the driver escaped from the accident seven years ago?!"
Because I had the most contact with the driver in the fantasy world, I had the deepest impression on him!
Seeing how excited I was, the female ghost seemed to realize something and murmured:
"The driver... was not dead at the time... he was the only one who survived..."
My heart trembled, and I felt like I had caught the thread that had kept these ghosts imprisoned here for seven years.
"Since you can weave the appearance of the driver in the illusion, you must have seen him. You are a ghost, so you must have a way to find him, right?!"
I said emotionally.
The female ghost nodded slightly, but what she said next was a blow to my head!
