"Okay, I won't ask about your wronged soul, you know Shi Xiaodie, where is her dead body now?"
The old ghost showed a strange smile: "Her corpse, hehe, is right behind you."
As the old ghost said, he stretched out his withered arms and pointed at the green hills in the distance.
I subconsciously turned my head, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly turned back, I saw the old ghost's arm was extending, stabbing towards my face, I have many ways to get rid of the old ghost, but at this moment, I couldn't react at all .
Until the old ghost's finger pricked my body, a light blue halo appeared.
Fortunately, I had an amulet, so I broke the incense on the incense burner with an ugly face, and threw the burning incense head in my hand directly.
With a scream, the old ghost seemed to be made of paper, but three centimeters of incense head burned three big holes in his chest, and it was still expanding slowly.
The old ghost turned into a cloud of dark wind, knocked down a few sundries, and disappeared.
"Master, are you okay?" Old man Zhang asked with concern.
I blushed a bit, coughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, let's continue."
After finishing speaking, he lit three sticks of incense again as a cover-up, and followed the steps just now.
This time, it was a child who appeared only two or three years old. After a long time of hard communication, it was completely a chicken-to-duck conversation, so he had to burn some paper money to send him away.
Again.
A burly man with an incomprehensible foreign accent, who didn't know where he died, even where he was, burned the paper and sent him away.
continue.
An old lady with a kind face, chatted with me for a long time, didn't have a word to point, and she was still unwilling to leave, saying that she wanted to have a good chat.
There were too many times, and the policemen behind me were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning, and a few people even yawned loudly, which made me feel like a black thread at one end.
"Master." Old man Zhang saw that I didn't continue summoning souls, so he called out in a low voice.
But I shook my head, ignoring him. It stands to reason that the first ones to summon souls are the nearest ones, but the souls of a few dead villagers did not come, and other souls who did not know how far away came instead. What is the reason for this
Did I do something wrong? I recalled it in detail, and there are no problems in all aspects such as steps and incantations.
If the problem is not with me, then it is with the village.
After thinking about it, I cut out a villain with yellow paper, lit two red candles and stuck them on the ground, dripped a few drops of red wax on the yellow paper villain, and put it into the paper-burning brazier.
The yellow paper figurine didn't ignite, but stood in the flames and kept spinning.
I wrote a big command character on the palm of my hand, and slapped the little yellow paper figure. The little yellow paper figure fell down immediately and stood still. Then, under the guidance of my fingers, it slowly stood up. At the same time, The corpse of the villager who hanged himself last time also stood up like a yellow paper villain.
There was another burst of panic behind him.
I stretched out my hand and took the little yellow paper figurine directly from the fire under everyone's amazed eyes, and started to fiddle with it.
And the hanged villagers also followed my movements and began to move.
After playing for a while, I handed the yellow paper figurine to Su Jun with glowing eyes, and let Su Jun and old man Zhang play for a while before opening my mouth in a low voice.
"I found nothing."
Su Jun and old man Zhang shook their heads together.
"Is it easy to control?"
The two nodded together.
I sighed and said, "It must be easy, there is no soul at all."
Old man Zhang looked puzzled and said: "When a person dies, doesn't the soul leave the body?"
I nodded and said: "Yes, but what I said is that there is no soul. After a person dies, there is no soul. The body has certain constraints on the soul. Conversely, the soul also has constraints on the body. There is only one soul after death. Reasons can make this sense of restraint disappear, that is, the soul is gone, and either returns to the underworld, or the soul flies away."
Su Jun still didn't understand very well, but old man Zhang gasped.
"What kind of enmity is this? It actually makes these people fly out of their wits."
I nodded speechlessly. In fact, what I discovered was not only this, but what made me feel uncomfortable was that there were very few ghosts in the village. This is basically impossible in a small village where burials are popular.
The woman surnamed Zhang is bound by her grievances, so she is unlikely to do anything to those ghosts who don't know how long they have been dead. However, those ghosts did disappear again, and things became more and more complicated.
"Captain Su, you can ask where the ancestral graves in the village are, or the mass graves. I'll go there."
Su Jun nodded, and then went to find Zheng Dayou again.
Old man Zhang asked me strangely, where and what to do.
I told old man Zhang what I found, and asked old man Zhang to prepare some things and set off when the Soviet army asked where they were.
The Soviet army came back very quickly. In addition to showing the way, they also arranged for two bold policemen to accompany me.
I didn't delay too much, and took the three of them directly to the mass grave in the small village.
The mass grave is on the hillside next to the small village. You can call it a mass grave, or you can call it an ancestral grave. Anyway, people are buried here when they die.
This small village is not as distinct as my hometown.
Walking along the path to the hillside, I asked old man Zhang to distribute a talisman to each of the two accompanying policemen, and then directly faced the direction with the most graves, lit joss sticks and burned money papers.
Suddenly, a pile of flames ignited on the gloomy hillside.
"If you are invited or not, please come to accept it." I made my handprints and invited the buried people here to come and accept the incense.
There was a gust of gloomy wind on the hillside, and the trees rattled, but after the pile of paper money was burnt, no ghost came out to enjoy it.
"Add paper, make the fire bigger."
Old man Zhang responded, and with the help of the police, he set the pile of paper money on fire.
The surrounding wind became stronger, and I could feel a lot of ghosts peeping around, but the tomb in front of me still didn't respond at all, as if there were no ghosts here at all.
There are no ghosts in a mass grave, so there are ghosts.
But why didn't ghosts come out to receive paper money? This is like a person giving money on the street, but no one goes to collect it. Of course, in front of ghosts, there are no liars.
I took a handful of paper money on the side, lit it and threw it into the air with my hand.
Immediately, countless gusts of wind gathered from all directions, swirling around the burning paper money, and the fire on the paper money burned even bigger. After a while, the paper money in the air turned into a pile of black ashes.
The ashes turned into countless small pieces and flew away in all directions amidst the scrambling wind.
"Do you want to leave after taking the benefits? I still have a lot here."
But there was no cloudy wind to pay attention to me. I was so angry that I picked up the candle on the ground and swung the candle to the place where the windy wind was the most. The speed was very fast, but the candle was not extinguished, and little red wax oil splashed.
Suddenly there was a burst of screams in the air.
"Come out all for me." I yelled, watching Yinfeng slow down and slowly circle in the forest not far away, looking like he wanted to leave but didn't dare.