Huang Mao and I saw the ghosts leaving and searched the ruined temple for a while.
In addition to the porcelain ghost doll with a black and red face just now, a brand new white paper doll was also found behind the statue.
The appearance of the paper man is almost identical to the white paper man doll possessed by the old ghost before, and it has eyes.
The paper man's eye-catching touches will surely scare people's hearts.
The white paper people who buy and sell outside are all blind.
The fear is that those dirty things will escape into the paper figures and be used as bodies, causing harm to living people.
The white paper figure in front of me looks evil, colorful and with a big red face.
Huang Mao looked up and down and exclaimed:
"Oh, let me go, don't tell me, this white paper man is really well done.
Those eyes look real, they are just weird and penetrating."
I nodded:
"This white paper man has eyes. It must have been used by the old ghost as a spare body.
Once it's burned, don't let other dirty things get in and cause harm."
After saying that, I took out the lighter and started lighting it.
The paper figurine is flammable, instantly bursting into flames of red and green and emitting bursts of black smoke.
The smell it gave off was of a burning smell, and I felt that the material of this paper figurine might be a bit special.
It wasn't until the white paper man was completely burned that the two of us left here.
There was a big accident tonight, but luckily everything was saved.
Fortunately, I saw Sister Bai again and was in a good mood.
Xiaolong cursed all the way, saying that he was careless tonight and was attacked by surprise.
Otherwise, he could easily hit ten of those dirty things.
I just smiled after hearing this and didn't take it seriously.
After spending a day with Huang Mao, I got a simple understanding of him.
He is full of energy and his spiritual quotes are embarrassing to listen to.
However, this guy also has obvious advantages. He dares to fight and fight hard and has loyalty.
I was choked by an old ghost before, and he rushed over to save me without his life, and then I was knocked unconscious, which was very generous.
But what about your ability? I can’t praise you at that.
The only bright spot is that his yin and yang eyes, which are similar to those of highly myopic eyes, still need to be improved.
The rest is just a short mahogany spear, and there seems to be no other means.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m a dabbler myself.
I know a lot about the theoretical basis, but there is still a long way to go in practice.
We were chatting and walking back.
Before we went down the mountain, I felt some pain in my eyes, and the cold feeling in my eyes began to fade away.
I rubbed my eyes subconsciously and made a hissing sound in my mouth:
"Xiaolong, my eyes suddenly hurt..."
When Huang Mao saw me speaking like this, he rubbed his eyes and just smiled and said:
"It's okay, the effect of cow's tears probably only lasts so long.
When the effect wears off, the anger comes back.
There was some pain in the first few times, but it got better afterward.”
After all, it was my first time to open my eyes, so I had no experience.
Hearing Huang Mao say this made me feel relieved.
I rested for a while on the side of the road, then passed by the old house of the Starving Ghost couple and walked down the mountain.
When we drove back to the city, we found that it was almost one o'clock in the morning.
Before, I thought about going back to the Internet cafe to have some fun, but now I was exhausted and not in the mood, so I went straight back to the funeral home.
When I arrived at the door, I found that the car barrier at the gate had been lowered and the lights in the security booth were not on.
"Hey! Aren't there security guards on duty at night? Why are there no lights on in the security booth?"
I asked Huang Mao.
Huang Mao leaned against the co-pilot, showing an embarrassed look:
"With or without lights, it's actually the same thing. The security guard has a bad temper. Don't honk the horn. Go down and let him lift the pole!"
Huang Mao's words made me confused. What does it mean to have a light or not? Could it be that he is still blind?
But having a bad temper is difficult to deal with. As a newcomer, I naturally have to be polite.
Without much hesitation, he opened the door and got out of the car.
I walked towards the security booth in front, and found myself in the dark security booth.
Although the lights were not turned on, there were faint sounds of hoarse humming;
The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the royal horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha...
It was an old man's voice. It seemed that the late-night security guard at the funeral home was an old man.
I quickly came to the door of the security booth. The door was closed and it was dark inside the glass window.
Apart from bursts of humming of opera, there was nothing to see...
All I could do was knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
"Uncle, please lift the traffic barrier."
As soon as I finished speaking, the humming inside also stopped.
Then a very unhappy voice sounded:
"What the hell, our funeral home is not open to the public, get out!"
Damn it, are you so irritable?
His face twitched twice, but he still continued to speak patiently:
"Uncle, I am a new member of the library. I just came back from a mission."
The security guard inside said "oh" when he heard this:
"Newcomer? You are the newcomer, what is your name, Li?"
"Li Xu, I came to report yesterday."
I continued to reply.
As a result, as soon as I finished speaking, the closed glass window of the security booth opened with a clang.
Then I saw an old man with sparse hair, wrinkles on his face, and white eyes, sticking his head out from inside.
The eyes were pale, without pupils, like dead fish eyes.
Coupled with the sparse hair and wrinkled face, I was startled and I ducked back.
As a result, the old man frowned and stared at me with his dead fish eyes without pupils:
"Why are you hiding? I'm blind and can't see. Come here and let me smell..."