The security guard's shoulders trembled, his face turned blue, and his lips trembled. It was obvious that the memories forced upon him by the three men made him very afraid.
Chen Ling took out a yellow talisman and put it into his palm, "This is a talisman to ward off evil spirits. With it, nothing will dare to touch you."
Whether it is true or false, it is always a psychological comfort.
The security guard's complexion improved a little. He clenched the talisman paper tightly in one hand, tilted his head back and took a big gulp of cold water. His tense and frightened heart got a moment's respite.
"I believe Mr. Tang must have told you about the situation at that time. I will not waste any more time on nonsense. I will only tell you what impressed me the most." His Adam's apple slid up and down, and after some deep struggle and thinking, he got to the point.
"I didn't see her face at the time, I only caught a glimpse of her forehead, it was so disgusting, like thin tree roots entwined on it, twisting and turning like a wriggling earthworm. You can imagine how horrible it would be if the whole face was like this."
"The roots grow on the face?" Chen Ling thought this statement was very interesting and consistent with the origin of the mountain spirit.
"That's right." Perhaps because there were so many people around, the security guard felt less scared and became more excited as he spoke, describing in detail, "And her bones, creaking, I swear, I really heard the sound of bones breaking, and saw with my own eyes the broken bones sticking out from the wrapped muscles and pushing up the thin skin! Little brother, let me tell you, this is not the end, those bones are still moving under the skin!"
The security guard's eyes turned red as he spoke, and the paper cup was shriveled by the suddenly tightened big hands. "Those bones moved under her skin, just like those monsters with reconstructed muscles and bones in science fiction movies! When she was chasing me, she kept shouting, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry..."
"I heard from Mr. Tang that her hair will grow longer." Chen Ling said.
"Yeah, I almost got entangled!" The security guard ran to pour himself another glass of water and drank it. After calming down, he said, "Actually, I have been thinking about what happened the night before. Those things don't look like hair. They look a bit like, like..."
Thinking of the security guard's description, Chen Ling tentatively said, "Air roots."
Wu Weiwei: “What are aerial roots?”
"They are the adventitious roots of trees that grow above the ground, like roots that blow down from branches and trunks."
"It's Treebeard." Wu Weiwei suddenly realized.
The security guard heard the popular description and slapped his thigh hard, "Yes, that's the thing! It's dark brown, long and thin, densely packed, and I get goose bumps just thinking about it."
"How do you know?" Li Hongyu also thought of this, but still looked sideways at Chen Ling, wanting to further confirm whether their ideas were the same.
"Didn't the security guard say that the ghost girl's temples are winding tree roots?" Chen Ling explained, "Since it is a spirit created by the energy of the trees in the mountains, it's not surprising that its form is similar to plants."
Probably no one in the world has actually seen a mountain spirit. Even if someone has seen one, it is probably long gone. That is why even ancient books only say that they are ugly in appearance without giving a detailed description.
No one can tell what Xiaoyang should look like.
"If this is true, it will be difficult to deal with this thing." Li Hongyu was worried. Even though the Special Investigation Department had some government background, it was unable to burn mountains and destroy forests.
Chen Ling took a sip of water and said, "Everything in the world has its own weaknesses, and I believe Xiao Yang is no exception."
The security guard only understood half of what he heard, and asked with a trembling voice: "Masters, I heard today that another human skeleton was found on the mountain. Was this also done by the female ghost in white?"
"The more I know, the more I can't sleep at night." Chen Ling took the talisman from his hand and pasted it on the head of the security guard's bed. "Big brother security guard, go to bed early. We won't disturb you."
The security guard followed them to the door step by step, and only returned to the house with a sad face after the three of them entered.
If the salary Tang Siping offered was not so tempting, he would have packed up and left last night. As a retired soldier, he never thought that one day he would be in a situation where he almost peed his pants because of being scared by ghosts!
When Chen Ling returned to the room, Jiang Yu was taking a shower, and the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.
He changed into disposable slippers, sat on the bed without his coat, crossed his legs, and made a video call to Zhao Xunchang.
Zhao Xunchang was almost asleep and yawned when he answered the phone.
He rubbed his eyes and said, "Apprentice, did things go well today? I don't think you will be back tonight."
"No." Knowing that his master wanted to go to bed early, Chen Ling didn't waste any more words and explained the matter in a few words. "Master, do you know how to deal with her?"
"Xiaoyang rarely appears, and I have never met one before." Zhao Xunchang perked up and just sat up straight when the purple-blue parrot flew in from the shelf in the corner and landed on his shoulder.
Parrot: "Wake up, wake up."
Xiao Lan had a simple mindset and thought that sitting up from the bed meant getting up. Seeing that Zhao Xunchang was unmoved, the bird grabbed his sleeve with its beak and pulled him under the bed.
Zhao Xunchang was so annoyed by it that he had no choice but to cooperate and got out of bed and took two steps. Then he opened the drawer, took out a round box and opened it.
Chen Ling watched Master feeding the parrot grains through the screen. "I just talked to the security guard that night. According to his description, the hairs that chased people were actually aerial roots. He also said that the bones in Xiaoyang's body can break by themselves. I guess she wanted to change her form at that time... Master, I don't understand. Now that she has been discovered, what else does she want to become? Mrs. Tang's face?"
"Disciple, haven't you noticed that Mrs. Tang loves colors and pays great attention to her appearance?"
These are also derived from the little apprentice's description of Mrs. Tang. Zhao Xunchang said, "Xiao Yang would rather hide during the day and come out at night to prevent outsiders from seeing his ugly face."
"So she just doesn't want the security guard to see her true appearance?" Chen Ling found it unbelievable, but he had to admit that what his master said made sense.
From the moment we met, Mrs. Tang gave us the impression of being dignified and elegant, well-dressed, and without a single sign of sickness on her face. She always looked her most beautiful.
"She was born in the forest. All creatures in the forest are headed by her and obey her orders." Zhao Xunchang picked out the rotten millet from the grain box and threw it on the table. "This mountain spirit has become powerful. Ordinary magic can't control her."
"Master, the Five Thunder Talisman should be able to work." Evil spirits and monsters exist against the natural development and are not tolerated by the laws of nature. Therefore, every time a monster or monster goes through a calamity, God always sends down thunder.
When the thunder struck, ninety-nine percent of the monsters were turned into ashes on the spot.
Zhao Xunchang raised his eyebrows, "Five Thunders, can you please take them all down?"
Chen Ling said awkwardly, "It's highly unlikely."
It took a lot of effort to get one mine to come down that day, but the second one was very disrespectful and simply went silent.
Zhao Xunchang was very confident in his little apprentice. "It may not be impossible. People are forced to do things."
"Master, this is no small matter. The Five Thunder Talisman relies on its own spiritual power to support it. My body can only support it for five seconds at most." Chen Ling knew that once the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, Xiao Yang would definitely take the opportunity to redouble his attack.
By then, he would have lost half his life if he didn't die.
Zhao Xunchang didn't know what he was thinking, and he was in a daze. Chen Ling shouted several times through the screen, and he came back to his senses, his expression suddenly became worried, "Yes, this is indeed a bit risky. If anything happens to you, how can I explain to your parents?"
Speaking of his parents, Chen Ling suddenly realized that he hadn't contacted them for almost a month.
Zhao Xunchang coughed on the other end, reminding his little apprentice to concentrate on listening: "Have you asked the Jiang family's ancestor? What did he say?"
"No, he's still taking a shower." Chen Ling said honestly.
"You guys are staying together tonight?" Zhao Xunchang's eyebrows twitched, his expression was weird for a second, then turned serious, "Then wait until he comes out, and ask him if he has any solution."
"Oh, okay." Chen Ling hung up the phone and looked up to see Jiang Yu standing outside the bathroom in a white bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel.
The water droplets on the ends of his hair rolled down and fell into the groove of the man's collarbone.
This was the first time Chen Ling had seen such a well-shaped clavicle. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his mouth felt a little dry.
He looked away, got a bottle of mineral water from the bedside table, lowered his eyes and said, "Now that you're done, it's my turn."
Jiang Yu said nothing, threw away the towel in his hand, bent his five fingers slightly, and casually fiddled with his half-dry hair.
"I heard you talking to Mr. Zhao on the phone." Because he had just taken a shower, the man's voice was a little hoarse, and had a similar dampness to his body.
Chen Ling blinked twice, turned his back to the bedside to get a white bathrobe: "Well, Master said he didn't know what to do, so he asked me to ask you for advice."
Jiang Yu walked over. The white bathrobe was a little short for him. After he sat down, the clothes rode up, revealing his casually folded knees underneath.
The calf below the knee is smooth and firm, with a strong sense of muscle, but not exaggerated. It makes people want to pinch it to see if it is as explosive as it seems.
"Go take a shower first, we'll talk after you're done."
"Ah?" Chen Ling was a few beats late to react, and nodded hastily. He felt uneasy, and slipped into the bathroom like a rabbit holding his bathrobe.
The space in the bathroom is small, with a squat toilet, a washbasin and a shower head.
You can barely turn around when you stand inside. I don’t know how our ancestors took a bath.
Chen Ling took off his clothes and stood under the shower. The water temperature was just right. He tilted his head back and let the hot water rinse his face and forehead. He wanted to clear his mind and stop thinking about all those messy things.
The more you try to stop thinking about it, the more your brain will replay the images you saw before.
Chen Ling resigned himself to his fate and looked down at his calves. The lines were there, but the undulations were gentle, and he knew without touching them that there were no muscles inside.
Alas, in this regard, he had to admit that his calves were indeed not as ornamental as those of his ancestors.
Chen Ling shook his head vigorously, put on some soap and quickly finished his quick bath. Wearing a large bathrobe, he went to the sink to brush his teeth.
He brushed his teeth very carefully tonight. After finishing, he blew a breath in front of the mirror to make sure his breath was fresh before he walked out with a towel on his head and clothes in his arms.
Jiang Yu was still wearing his bathrobe, leaning against the head of the bed, holding a cell phone in his hand.
Hearing footsteps, he looked over. The young man's moist cheeks were steamed into a light pink by the hot air from the bathroom, and his eyes were as bright and clear as if washed with clean water.
Putting down his phone, he patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit down."
Chen Ling walked over obediently and sat down a little away from the man.
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled softly, "Are you afraid of me?"
"No." Chen Ling held his head with both hands and wiped his hair vigorously, his arms just blocking his face. "Let's talk business. Do you know any way to control Xiao Yang?"
"Use metal to overcome wood."
Jiang Yu was quite dissatisfied with the distance between the two people. He moved closer and snatched the towel from the young man's hand while he was thinking.
Before Chen Ling could grab it back, his head was covered by a soft towel again. A pair of big hands fell on his head and gently wiped his hair.
Jiang Yu: "Xiao Yang's essence is taken from plants and trees, and the five elements belong to wood. And gold refers to metal. Since ancient times, in addition to being used in life, metal has been widely used in war weapons, so it has the meaning of killing."
Chen Ling lowered his head, and while he was busy blushing, he also had the mind to think about the ancestor's words: "You mean, let me attack directly with a knife? Is it so simple and crude?"
"Xiao Yang is brutal and bloodthirsty, so there's no need to show mercy to him." Jiang Yu lowered his head and sniffed gently.
Chen Ling reached out and pushed his face away, "It's not that I can't do it, I'm just afraid that I can't beat him."
The ancestor must have been used to being powerful, always using force to kill people. But then again, he had never seen the ancestor get angry.
Chen Ling felt an itch on his head, frowned, and rolled his eyes speechlessly. Was this man a dog? Why was he sniffing his head again
Chen Ling: "Manager Jiang, what are you smelling? Don't we both use the same shampoo?"
"It's different." Jiang Yu gently pressed down a few stubbornly sticking hairs with his fingertips and said softly, "Yours smells better."
After Chen Ling used the same shampoo, the cheap, sweet smell became faint and vivid.
Chen Ling swiftly got under the quilt and covered his head tightly. He blocked the contact and sight with Jiang Yu, but he couldn't block the rising temperature on his face.
The quilt was getting hotter and hotter, and my heartbeat was getting louder.
Chen Ling curled up his body and said to himself, I can bear it, I can bear it, I can bear it!