Huang Fugui's mouth was stuffed full, leaving no space at all, and he could only make meaningless humming sounds.
Chen Ling loosened his grip on his neck a little, and stretched out his hand to Wu Weiwei: "Lend me the ink line."
Wu Weiwei comforted Jin Yu who was hiding behind him, ran upstairs, and took down the ink line net bag he had woven.
The net bag had been improved and was stronger than before. Chen Ling threw Huang's father's ghost into it and closed the opening.
He threw the Huang Fu ghost to the ground and kicked it to Jiang Yu's feet. "Brother Jiang, watch him. I'll go up and get some talismans."
In less than ten minutes, Chen Ling came down from upstairs with several yellow talismans. He pasted five talismans in a row on the outside of the net bag. The ghost of Huang's father, who had just pushed the steamed bun out with his tongue and was struggling hard, instantly became as stiff as a stone.
Chen Ling pulled Wu Weiwei to squat on the ground, studied him carefully and asked, "Was it him you met outside the shower room before?"
Wu Weiwei only looked at it for a few seconds before decisively shaking his head, "No, that one is bigger than this one."
Chen Ling looked back at Jiang Yu thoughtfully, "So this is just a newborn?"
Jiang Yu nodded: "It should be. I felt it when I was removing the curse from you just now. The curse he cast was very light."
Chen Ling was so angry that he wanted to curse, so what was this for right now, was it to act as a vanguard to test the enemy's situation
“So how many are still hidden in this mountain?”
"Just ask and you'll know." Jiang Yu was ruthless. He picked up the ink line net bag and hung it in the air.
Huang Fugui felt threatened and instinctively wanted to laugh, but he flinched at the sight of the man's pale eyes. Immediately afterwards, a powerful, invisible force enveloped him and bound him tightly.
The force was icy cold, penetrating the skin and flesh, piercing through the body again and again, and his internal organs seemed to have holes in them. After a brief moment of chilling cold, he was filled with dull pain that made him feel like he was dying.
Huang's father ghost trembled all over, and before the man could speak, he took the initiative to speak: "... I don't... know!"
The voice was extremely hoarse, yet had an inexplicable sharpness that made one's scalp tingle and gave rise to goose bumps on the neck.
Chen Ling asked: "You are in the same group, how could you not know?"
The ghost of Huang's father was still stiff, and his large and deformed eyes always glanced cautiously at the more terrifying man.
The other person's jawline just tightened, and he shuddered again, "I don't know... I don't know..."
Chen Ling was so angry that he slapped her backhand, "Speak properly, didn't you speak very fluently when you just became a waiter?"
Huang Fugui had thick skin and didn't feel any pain. If he hadn't been suppressed, he would not have been afraid of the young man at all.
But it’s different now.
The man who was secretly putting pressure on him, when he saw the young man frowning, the invisible and intangible Yin energy that he controlled suddenly surged, almost bursting his skin and flesh.
"I'm not lying... I was just born from a dead person's body. I really don't know how many people were born before me!" Huang's father ghost shouted in fear.
He looked at Jiang Yu pleadingly: "Please believe me, I dare not lie."
Chen Ling asked again: "Where is the person who was supposed to deliver the food?"
"Yes, in the woods." Huang Fugui said with great reluctance.
Chen Ling kicked him on the butt and said, "Take us there." Then he looked at Wu Weiwei and asked him to go upstairs and get some incense sticks to help save people and remove the curse.
The food delivery staff was lying halfway from Zhenxiu Building to the single-family villa area, his clothes were stripped off and he was curled up in the grass.
He seemed to be in great pain, his body twitching, but no sound came out of his mouth, as if he had no consciousness.
Chen Ling had already formed the ancestral seal with his left hand and took a stick of incense from Wu Weiwei with his right hand. Just as he was about to step forward to break the curse, someone grabbed his arm from behind.
Jiang Yu: "It's too late, the person is already dead."
Before Chen Ling could react, he saw the man in the bushes prop up his upper body with his eyes closed and spit out a pool of black blood.
The blood vessels of all sizes hidden in his body began to bulge and turned black, lurking under the thin skin in an exaggerated posture.
Jin Yu, who came out with them, was frightened by this scene and didn't dare to stay in the villa alone. She covered her mouth tightly, wondering whether her dead clan members had also experienced such a painful scene.
With a bang, the man suddenly fell to the ground.
It's not over yet.
Everyone present saw that his belly, which was half-hidden in the weeds, began to bulge and something sharp was scratching underneath his belly, as if trying to violently open an exit.
"Is the new Huangfu ghost about to be born?" Chen Ling murmured unconsciously.
Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his color suddenly deepened, and he raised his hand to cover Chen Ling's eyes.
Wu Weiwei and Jin Yu were not so lucky. They were not warned in advance and had to watch helplessly as Huang's father's ghost burst out of his stomach, with bloody and fleshy things from the human body hanging on his body.
The two men couldn't bear it any longer, so they turned their backs and held onto a nearby tree and began to vomit.
Hearing the vomiting sound, Chen Ling vaguely guessed something and secretly thanked his luckiest self for having his ancestors to protect him so he wouldn't have to watch those heavy scenes.
But if you can't see it, how can you kill the ghost
He raised his head, and through the gap between the man's fingertips, he tried to open his eyes wide and look at the other's chin, "The newborn is still very weak, we can't let him escape."
Jiang Yu thought for a moment, untied the tie from his neck, and tied Chen Ling's eyes, "Don't look with your eyes."
This allows him to perceive with his heart, commonly known as opening his third eye.
When he was fighting with Huang Fu's ghost in the villa, the pictures constructed in his mind were in color at first. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or his third eye was really opened. Before he caught Huang Fu's ghost, those pictures suddenly turned black and white, as if someone was deliberately pulling back the camera. All the pictures about Huang Fu's ghost shrank in his mind and finally gathered in front of his eyes.
The moment he saw the Huang father ghost clearly, he acted quickly, and unexpectedly he actually strangled the thing!
Chen Ling still remembers the feeling at that time. He closed his eyes and let go of his five senses. The wind fluttered his tie from behind his head to his shoulders, and the grass under his feet rustled. Subconsciously, he began to imagine the situation around him based on everything he saw before his eyes.
About ten meters in front of him was a corpse. The newly born Huangfu ghosts were as weak as babies. They were not very aggressive, and it would take some time for them to break free from the corpse.
Chen Ling's steps went from slow and tentative to smooth and unobstructed, because he knew from the pictures in his mind that there were no obstacles under his feet.
He only had to walk straight ahead and he could easily reach the corpse.
As he got closer, he pulled out a telescopic stick from his waist at the right time, and the lock at the end of the handle was broken, and each section would be tightly buckled with the other two connected sections.
Gradually, Chen Ling found that the scene in front of him turned black and white, and the vision that was close to him suddenly moved away and ran to a distance of two or three meters away from him.
Chen Ling was excited, knowing that this was the scene he saw with his mind.
He quickened his pace and reached out to lift up the ghost of Huang's father, who had already escaped most of the corpse in the black and white picture.
The thing looked thin, but when its curled-up body was opened, its shriveled trunk was as long as a three to five month old baby.
Chen Ling showed no mercy. He chanted a spell to break the evil spirit, and at the moment when the other party opened his mouth to speak, he forcefully inserted the slender tip of the telescopic stick into Huang Fugui's throat.
Black blood gushed out, and the pale skin turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. When blown by the mountain wind, it turned into powder and floated away.
"You did a good job." Jiang Yu walked over and took out the tissue he carried with him to wipe the young man's hands.
But the blood of Huang's father ghost dried very quickly and was now dry, firmly sticking to the young man's fingers.
He frowned in dissatisfaction, not wanting Chen Ling to have anything ghostly or evil on him. "I'll take you back to the villa to wash up."
Chen Ling wanted to retract his hand, but the other party was too strong. He said helplessly: "Can you help me release my eyes first?"
"No." Jiang Yu looked at the young man's straight nose and red lips exposed under his tie, paused for a moment, and said seriously, "Your mind is still unstable, so you can practice it."
Chen Ling thought it made sense and obediently walked towards the path in the black and white picture below.
He suddenly stopped when he remembered something and turned back to say, "Call Li Hongyu and ask him to come and help with the aftermath."
Since it has been confirmed that the incident was not man-made, it should naturally be handed over to the Special Investigation Department to settle.
Shortly after Li Hongyu received the call, he sent someone to the scene of the crime, and he went to the villa to meet Chen Ling.
Chen Ling's eyes were blinded by his tie all the way, and he was exhausted. He collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move.
Seeing Li Hongyu coming in, he grabbed the armrest and sat up, trying to cheer himself up, "How is it going?"
"The body has been sent away." Li Hongyu came here for something else. "I have already sent people to the village you mentioned, but they guarded the ancestral hall and would not let anyone in. We also had no way to find the Huangfu ghost's lair along the ancestral hall corridor."
"The people in the village have been deceived for many years, and their thoughts are stubborn and radical. They can't change in a short time." Chen Ling thought of Jin Yu, and he turned his head to look over. "This happened today, and the people in the guild hall are in a panic. I'm afraid no one dares to walk around without permission to send you away."
"It doesn't matter. I'll just wait a little longer." Jin Yu said indifferently.
Chen Ling smiled and said, "But I'm afraid your family will be worried if you don't go back."
Jin Yu shook his head: "I have already sent a message to report that I am safe. It's okay."
"Where's your boyfriend? Have you told him?" Chen Ling thought of a safe solution, "Why not let him pick you up?"
Jin Yu waved his hands hastily, "Don't do that. He's very busy lately and on a business trip. And I don't want him to know that I almost lost my life just to get a household registration book."
Li Hongyu: "Can't I get a replacement certificate?"
"I need a certificate of loss from the village..." If she went to see the village chief in person, the chance of being caught would be greater than if she sneaked back on her own.
Jin Yu had seen how powerful this group of people were today, so she asked anxiously, "Mr. Chen, is the yellow father ghost you caught the one that was causing trouble in the village?"
"No." Chen Ling shook his head and took Li Hongyu upstairs.
The ghost of Huang's father was still huddled in the net bag, surrounded by talismans for warding off evil spirits. Even if he broke free from the ink line and the immobilization talisman, he would not be able to escape the attack of so many talismans.
This was the first time Li Hongyu saw Huang Fugui. He disliked him because he was too ugly, but he didn't say it.
Chen Ling was very rude to Huang Fugui and nudged him with his toes, "I have something to ask you."
Huang's father ghost's eyes rolled.
Chen Ling: "You didn't cast the curse on the delivery man. You don't have the ability to do that now."
Huang Fugui's eyes moved again.
"It must be another Huangfu ghost who did it." Chen Ling waited for a while after saying that. Seeing that the thing didn't react, he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll call Brother Jiang over."
Hearing the words "Brother Jiang", Huang's father's eyes twitched and he said hurriedly, "Yes, he had cursed that man a long time ago, but when the curse took effect this morning, he asked me to pretend to be a staff member to deceive you."
Chen Ling: “Why?”
Of course he wanted to kill him, but Huang's father ghost didn't dare to tell the truth and only uttered a single syllable with an ambiguous meaning.
Chen Ling was not obsessed with this question and asked something else: "Have you ever seen a Taoist priest?"
"I have, I have..." Huang's father ghost cast a heavy shadow on Jiang Yu, and was afraid that the young man would call him over, so he answered every question, "He has always been with the ancestor."
"Ancestor?" Chen Ling sneered, "He is both a god and an ancestor. He is very ambitious."
Li Hongyu knew about the evil ways and was puzzled and indignant. "I don't know what this Taoist is thinking. He keeps causing trouble again and again."
"It's either for money or for fame and power." Chen Lingjiao thought of the porcelain jar in the cave of the pond and always felt it was a little strange.
Each of those densely packed jars had a talisman affixed to it to ward off ghosts. Since there were so many stored foods, why did the ghost of Huang Fu need human sacrifices and cast curses to harm people
If there is an evil force behind this, what is his purpose
Chen Ling absolutely didn't believe that he was just raising ghosts for fun out of some weird hobby.
At this time, Li Hongyu suddenly stood up.
Chen Ling was about to ask what was going on when he saw him take out his vibrating cell phone and answer it.
The caller was from the Special Investigation Department. After a thorough search of the mountain, they still found no trace of Huang's father's ghost. However, after expanding the search range, they found a tattered mountaineering bag in a secret cave on two hills away from the guild hall.
In addition, there were some old dark bloodstains on the stone wall next to it, indicating a struggle, and a mobile phone that was smashed into pieces.
The backpack was filled with expired dry food, and judging from the production labels, this person must have lived for at least less than half a year.
Chen Ling heard everything from the sound leaking out of the receiver and whispered to Li Hongyu, "Didn't you find the body?"
Li Hongyu asked the same question, and the other end said no.
In the afternoon, search personnel from the Special Investigation Department called again and said that the body had been found on a rocky beach beside a stream.
The body, which was completely exposed to the air, did not completely decay. It can be inferred that the person had been dead for less than a month.
When the Special Investigation Department found him, his head was buried in the crevice of the rock, there was a hole in his stomach, the flesh on his waist had obviously been bitten, his thighs were separated from his body, and he was dragged into the bushes by something.
Another one.
Chen Ling only felt the cold air running up from his heels to his forehead.
Li Hongyu stayed in the villa the whole afternoon, wanting to wait for the evening with Chen Ling and the others. But now he received a call from below and had to rush to the scene immediately.
After Chen Ling sent the people away, he hid in the room and started drawing talismans frantically.
Perhaps because I was in a confused state of mind, my writing was slow and not smooth, and I even messed up a few of my drawings, which were thrown into the trash can.
Jiang Yu brought him tea and glanced at the scattered talisman papers on the table. "You are impatient and your spiritual energy is scattered. These talismans are not very effective."
Chen Ling put down his pen in frustration, slumped down in his chair, held the man's fingers, looked up and said, "I can't calm down."
"Most of the tourists in the hall have left. Now we just need to wait for them to show up." The man leaned over and supported Chen Ling's shoulders with his big hands. "Besides, I'm here, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid, I just don't feel confident." They discovered that there were three Huangfu ghosts who successfully emerged from corpses, and they didn't know how many more there were that they hadn't discovered.
Jiang Yu pulled the man into his arms and held the back of the young man's neck with one hand.
The man's palm was a little warm, penetrating the skin and ironing the flesh underneath. Chen Ling shuddered and closed his eyes.
The embrace of our ancestors is always broad and warm, giving people a sense of reliability, as if as long as you get close to them, no matter how big or terrifying the storms behind you are, they are just bluffing paper tigers.
Jiang Yu: "Huang's ghost doesn't have much ability. He is good at hiding and moves fast. You can see through his nature with your mind and use talismans to freeze him. In total, you can control him in just two steps."
After hearing what the ancestor said, Huang Fugui suddenly became a weakling.
Chen Ling knew that the arrest process was not that simple, but at this moment he was full of confidence because of these words. He rubbed his forehead against the man's chest and took a deep breath of the other's breath.
Looking up again, he stretched out his hand and pushed the man away: "Okay, get out now, I need to draw the talisman seriously."
Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow. Very good, just throw it away after use. "But I want to accompany you."
"No." Chen Ling stood up and pushed the person out. He was afraid that he would be even more restless with his ancestor around.
Late in the evening, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window.
Chen Ling was startled by the bang. He stopped writing and looked at the time. It was exactly six o'clock in the evening.
Looking out the window, the trees were bent by the wind, and they seemed to be covered with fallen leaves. The sky was dark, like the brewing of a storm. Countless birds flew up from the mountains and woods and fled everywhere.
Chen Ling sorted the talisman papers on the table and put them away. There were two solid stacks, which should be enough.
He hung the seal on the table back around his neck, touched the telescopic stick inserted in his lower back, opened the door and called Wu Weiwei.
Wu Weiwei was not idle in the afternoon. He hid in the room to make the half-made slingshot. On the leather bag of the slingshot, the leather carving of Huang Shen Yue Zhang's seal was engraved deeply, making the ordinary slingshot look domineering.
Drawing talismans takes a lot of energy, and he didn't want to use the talisman paper drawn by Chen Ling as a bullet every time. So after the slingshot was made, he went to find Li Hongyu, and after asking for advice, he ran to the kitchen of Zhenxiulou and asked the staff who stayed behind to help kill a big rooster.
The yellow paper is crumpled into a ball, then soaked in fresh rooster blood mixed with liquid cinnabar, and then exposed to the sun for an afternoon, full of yang energy.
Although its killing power is not as good as that of the yellow talisman, it can definitely play a certain suppressive role.
Hearing Brother Chen calling him, Wu Weiwei happily grabbed the slingshot and went out, "Brother Chen, shall we set off now?"
Chen Ling glanced at the thing in his hand, his eyes shining slightly, "Is it an improved version?"
"Hmm." Wu Weiwei said embarrassedly, "I wonder if it's effective in eliminating evil."
"The lightning-struck peach wood alone is a powerful weapon for warding off evil spirits." Chen Ling gave him some talisman papers: "There are still some people left behind in the guild hall. Give them one each, and keep the rest for your own self-defense. By the way, where's the gold and jade?"
"I'm here." Jin Yu came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in her hand.
Chen Ling: “…”
Wu Weiwei: “…”
Chen Ling gave her a few yellow talismans: "Take them. Also, put down the knife."
Jin Yu refused, "I won't hide, I want to be with you. That thing killed my brother, I want revenge with my own hands."
Looking down at the kitchen knife in her hand, she explained, "This is not an ordinary kitchen knife. I stole it from the kitchen of the guild hall in the afternoon. It is specially used to slaughter livestock. I heard that this kind of knife carries evil spirits, and ghosts and evil spirits are very afraid of it."
Chen Ling disagreed: "You stay in the villa. Before you leave, I will leave a talisman to ensure your safety."
Jin Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but then he rolled his eyes and compromised, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
Knowing that they were about to face a fierce battle, the people from the Special Investigation Department were also on high alert.
In order to avoid any difficult situations, the headquarters also sent personnel to reinforce the team.
Chen Ling, Jiang Yu and Wu Weiwei went to the tourist reception hall together, where dozens of people in black suits were standing. Looking at their hands, some were holding wooden fish, some were holding copper coin swords, and some were even holding whisks and compasses.
Wu Weiwei: "... This situation..."
Chen Ling glanced at himself and the two people beside him. The old ancestor had his own aura and was intimidating without even getting angry. As for himself and Wu Weiwei... they were indeed lacking something.
"Take out your slingshot." After he said that, he pulled out the telescopic stick from his waist and held it steadily in his hand.
Li Daoxuan came forward and greeted him gently. His attitude did not seem like someone who was about to go to the battlefield, but rather someone who was going on a picnic with the children.
Chen Ling smiled back and was about to say that everyone should take care of each other when the sky outside suddenly became dark.
Wu Weiwei walked out quickly, took a look, and said "Fuck".
The sky, which was originally covered by dark clouds, was now as black as ink, without even a trace of light. The surrounding trees were swaying from side to side, and many leaves on the branches had been blown away.
Chen Ling walked towards the window, looked quietly for a moment, and his face darkened.
The black smoke formed a tight mass, like a black hood covering the place tightly. The temperature began to drop unconsciously. The people from the Special Investigation Department were wearing suits and did not feel it obviously, but Chen Ling shivered helplessly.
Jiang Yu took off his coat and put it on him, and put one side of his jawline against the young man's temples: "Here I come."
The clanking sound of chains colliding could be heard amid the whistling wind. At first it was a very obvious crisp sound, but later it became a complex, overlapping and chaotic sound.
Chen Ling saw a skinny, pale-skinned child wearing a Huangshen T-shirt walking towards him from a distance.
Each of his hands was holding a short, thick chain with countless forks at the other end. At the end of each fork was a hook that pierced through the evil ghost's collarbone.
It is both a restraint and a drive.