I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the actor waving his sleeves tattooed on the old man's back. I felt weird.
The next step is the most important step. My ghost tattoo hand is going to summon the ghost of the actor and insert it into this tattoo.
Lao Hu and I were waiting nervously.
After a while, Guiwen's hand really started to feel warm and responsive.
Then, I vaguely heard the voice of an opera singer, and a blue-gray mist came out of my hand.
I was shocked, had the ghost of the actor really been summoned?
It was the actor's true body that escaped from the coffin of Old Hu's house before, but now I have summoned the actor's ghost.
This thing is the same as a human being, consisting of two parts, the body and the soul. The difference is that the human body and soul are integrated, but this thing of hers can indeed be separated.
For example, the Baojiaxian we usually worship is basically the immortal soul of the immortal family, not the real body. The real body of the immortal family is in the sky!
Then the blue-gray mist hovered in the air for a while, and then slowly got into the tattoo on the old man's back.
The old man's body suddenly stiffened, and he muttered: "Ah, why do I feel like something has penetrated into my body?"
I knew it was done, so I quickly let him get up.
My head felt dizzy again, and I fainted as soon as my vision went dark.
When I woke up again two hours later, the old man had already left, and Lao Hu was sitting next to me and looking at me.
I said Lao Hu, what happened to me just now?
Lao Hu looked serious.
"You just fainted, and you fainted for two whole hours."
I said, "How could this be? Even though I felt dizzy before when I got tattoos, I didn't faint."
Lao Hu frowned.
"There's something wrong with your tattoo."
I was stunned.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Every time you get a tattoo, your soul is being consumed. If this continues, sooner or later your soul will be gone."
"Ah?" I stood up suddenly, and then I felt that my body was still a little weak, so I slowly sat down again.
I said, Lao Hu, don’t scare me.
Lao Hu shook his head seriously.
"There's something really wrong, kid. There's something wrong with your tattoo."
"No, you are so clueless, what's the problem?"
But Lao Hu said: "Do you know what this soul stabbing master is? Not everyone can be a soul stabbing master. Why did you become a soul stabbing master?"
I said: "I'm so confused, because I have a human face, which is a curse. In order to break the curse, my grandfather got a tattoo on me and asked me to do three things.
Especially let me find that Zhang Sangui."
"After I found Zhang Sangui, he asked me to be a soul assassin, saying that this was the first step in breaking the curse."
"So I became a soul stabbing master in a daze."
Lao Hu's brows furrowed even more tightly, almost twisting into a knot. I thought he could give me an explanation, but unexpectedly he waved his hand: "Forget it, I can't see through it for the moment.
Let’s talk about it later.”
This made my heart skip a beat and I couldn't let it go.
Is it wrong to be a soul assassin? No, this is the path my grandfather arranged for me.
Lao Hu lit a cigarette and took a puff.
"The top priority now is that we need to verify whether your tattoo can really attract the ghost of the actor? Can this ghost really drive away the ghosts in the Ghost Mansion?"
"Tonight, we have to go to the Ghost Mansion to see with our own eyes the effect of the tattoo."
I said, "Is there something wrong with that old man just now? He's hesitant in his words. He's lying to us. Maybe he doesn't live in the Ghost Building."
Lao Hu said: "Don't worry about this, this person has an evil aura, and this evil aura is the evil aura of Menggui Mansion."
He narrowed his eyes.
"The matter of Menggui Mansion should be resolved. It has been more than ten years. If it is not resolved, there will really be big trouble."
I asked him what was going on in the Ghost Building? Why hadn’t I heard of it before?
Lao Hu said: "The incident with the Ghost Building is no less serious than the ghost building in your school."
"There was a disabled girl who suddenly went crazy, killed dozens of people in the apartment, and then committed suicide by jumping off the building. There was definitely something fishy about this."
"After that, the apartment started to be haunted, and some exorcists, Mr. Yin Yang and others, tried to solve it one after another, but all failed."
"That apartment was supposed to be demolished, but the people inside refused to leave. Anyone who left would die. They said they were trapped inside by a curse."
"There used to be people who didn't believe in evil. For example, a few years ago there was a very popular supernatural adventure anchor who went to live broadcast. Guess what happened?"
"Halfway through the broadcast, I didn't know what I saw. I was scared to death on the spot."
"Ah? Is there still such a thing?"
"By the way, there was a crew who was filming a horror film. They said they were going to shoot in a haunted apartment. But not long after arriving at the apartment, the director was frightened and went crazy. The female lead inexplicably ran to the roof and jumped to commit suicide.
"
"Since then, except for the people who live in the apartment, no outsiders have dared to go there."
So evil.
"There is indeed a resentment inside. After more than ten years of fermentation, the resentment has become more and more serious. The old man just now was a dying man."
"How do you know he is dying?" I said.
"Humph, his face is darkened, his face is gloomy, and his nose has diagonal lines across it. What else is he about to die? But now that you have tattooed the actor on his body, maybe he can be brought back to life."
Having said that, I am even more interested in the ghost apartment.
I couldn't wait until the evening, so I ordered takeout and Lao Chen had a quick bite, and then went straight to Menggui Apartment.
But Lao Chen said it was still early and the ghost in the apartment was so powerful that he had to prepare something.
I thought he would prepare some talismans and magical tools for exorcism, and maybe perform a ritual ceremony, but I didn't expect that he would only prepare a mirror, a broken and old bronze mirror.
Lao Hu said: "I am a fortune teller, not an exorcist, so how can I fix those things? I only have this bronze mirror to exorcise evil spirits and ward off ghosts, but tonight we mainly want to see if the actor's tattoo can work? After all,
Or to investigate the actor, otherwise you think I am willing to go to that ghost apartment?"
That ghost apartment is so powerful, so I have to prepare something so I don't lose my life when the time comes.
But Lao Chen said: "You don't need to prepare anything, your ghost-patterned hand is enough."
When it was about ten o'clock in the evening, the two of us walked into the apartment.
A cold air rushed towards me, similar to the air from the ghost building in school.
It was quiet inside.
This apartment is not very big, it is very old-fashioned, and the location is not remote.
The door to the apartment was not even closed. It was probably because it was haunted. Even if the door was open, outsiders would not dare to enter. This provided convenience for Lao Hu and I. Before, I was still thinking about finding some excuse to enter the apartment.
I asked Lao Hu that it was only after ten o'clock. Are everyone inside already asleep? Why was there no sound at all?
Old nonsense, people here turn off their lights early and close their doors early at night, because they are also afraid of ghosts.
We walked up the stairs. The old man with the tattoo lived in 603.
We both decided to go directly to the sixth floor.
The sensor lights in the building flickered on and off, and I was walking on thin ice, fearing that a fierce ghost would suddenly come out. After all, the experience in the ghost building in school had already left me with a shadow.
But this did not happen.
When I was almost on the sixth floor, I suddenly heard screams coming out from above.
I paused.
"Old Hu, there seems to be a sound. Could it be...could it be a ghost's cry?"
Lao Hu said: "It's not a ghost that's screaming, it's a human being."
The higher you go, the clearer the screams become. They come from the sixth floor.
The hoarse, muffled scream made my scalp tingle.
Didn't it mean that people here turn off the lights and go to bed at night? Why are there still people shouting?
When we arrived on the sixth floor, we discovered that the screams were coming from 603.
Could something have happened? Could it be because of the actor tattoo I gave him?
Thinking of this, I was about to rush towards 603, but Lao Hu grabbed me.
"Don't be impulsive. Let's look at the situation first before speaking."
The two of us slowly came to the door of room 603. The door was ajar, with a crack exposed, and the screams entered our eardrums more clearly.
When we looked in through the crack in the door, we were immediately stunned.