When I turned around to look at the yellow incense, the three chopstick-thick yellow incense was like a ignited fuse, with the flames blazing and burning rapidly into the incense burner. After just a few seconds, only three sticks of incense ash were left in the incense burner, and the whole room was instantly filled with a strong fragrance.
Chen Liu stammered, "Brother, what's going on?"
"Don't talk!" I reached out and grabbed the incense burner, poured out all the ashes, and took out a few pieces of yellow paper and a handful of yellow incense from my bag. I quickly lit the yellow paper and threw it into the incense burner, and then stuffed the yellow incense into the blazing flames. Thick smoke instantly rose from the incense burner into the air. Lao Du, who was closest to the incense burner, was choked and burst into tears: "What are you doing?"
"Blow up the smoke." When I shook out my clothes and fanned the smoke away, the doors of all the wardrobes in the training room trembled slightly at the same time, and a gap of about an inch in width opened instantly.
"Ah—" Jiang Yi and Wang Shiyu screamed at the same time, "Someone is in the closet!"
I also felt countless eyes scanning our direction, as if someone was hiding behind the cupboard door, ready to push it open at any time.
As Lao Du pulled out his pistol and pulled the bolt, I whispered, "Be quiet, ghosts can't see us."
The yellow incense I just burned is the secret incense made by my family, which is specially used to block the breath of strangers.
The more enclosed the space, the stronger the power of the incense. In places with denser smoke, ghosts look at people just like people look at ghosts. Although they can sense the other party's presence, they cannot determine his position. As long as we don't make any sound, no ghost will know where we are.
Although the two girls were trembling with fear, no one dared to make a sound after I scolded them harshly.
At this moment, the doors of the cabinets in the whole room started to bang one after another, and all the doors were opening and closing alternately. It was as if someone was hiding behind a cabinet door, suddenly opened the door to peek into the room, and after finding that the room was empty, he immediately changed his position and pushed the door again to check.
After just a few seconds, the speed at which the cabinet door opened and closed began to become faster and faster, and the sound of the door closing suddenly became louder and louder.
I quietly took out three fortune-telling coins from my pocket and gently threw them on the ground. When I looked at the ground out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but gasp: Heaven!
The purpose of throwing out the fortune-telling coins was to calculate the direction from which the ghost might force its way into the room, but I didn't expect the ghost to come in from the ceiling. When I looked up, there was a sound like a door being pushed from the ceiling of the training room, and a large amount of accumulated soil instantly fell from the air.
It's broken, the training room has a skylight! Nowadays, buildings rarely have skylights, but I didn't expect that the training room we were in had such a thing.
Now, even if I wanted to close the skylight, it was too late. I saw a red figure falling from the sky and pouncing on our heads.
Without waiting for Hong Ying to land, I stood up and ran into a wardrobe. The moment the wardrobe I had placed in the middle of the training room fell to the ground, I kicked it to another position and stretched out my hand to open the door.
At the same time, the ghost that fell from the sky also rushed into the cabinet door. I reached out and closed the cabinet door: "Help me!"
Lao Zhang and Chen Liu were so scared that they fell to the ground, not to mention the two girls. Only Lao Du helped me push up the cabinet.
"Turn left!" After the two of us moved the wardrobe with great effort, the door of the wardrobe opened with a bang.
"Hold your breath!" I turned sideways and hid next to the closet. I covered my mouth and nose with my hands and held my breath with all my strength to not let any of my yang energy leak out.
After the others lay on the ground with their noses covered, a figure appeared in the corner of my eye, holding the cabinet door with one hand and slowly leaning out.
I moved my eyes down a little bit and saw her toes sticking out of the closet door. The ghost had half of her foot stuck on the edge of the closet, holding the door frame with both hands, and leaned out of the closet as much as possible, slowly turning her head and scanning the training room.
Just a moment later, the ghost turned her head towards the cabinet door, and her face instantly stopped less than half a foot away from where I was standing. Her eyes, filled with cold light, suddenly met mine.
My left hand was still covering my nose, but my right hand slowly reached for the dagger at my waist, and my feet stood motionless as I confronted the ghost.
I could see the smoke floating one foot between us, but I had no idea whether the concealing incense could completely hide my figure.
This was also the first time I used the incense sticks. According to my grandfather, the incense sticks were used as an escape tool for encountering ghosts and gods in tombs. The space of a tomb is relatively closed, and using a few sticks of incense sticks to block the sight of ghosts and gods is enough to buy time for people to escape.
However, my grandfather himself said that he had never engaged in tomb robbing in his life, so he had never used the incense to conceal the gods. He himself did not know how effective this thing was.
At the moment when the ghost and I were confronting each other, the female ghost in the closet suddenly stretched out a hand and slowly touched my face.
Did she see me? Or did she just sense my presence? My mind raced, and I resisted the urge to draw my sword. My feet remained firmly planted on the ground, and my body slowly leaned back.
The ghost's pale arm slowly stretched out towards my face, and her pale and black palm just hovered above my eyelids. I watched helplessly as the fingers above my head slowly tightened, and two black nails almost vertically hung above my eyes.
The other person's fingers just trembled, and my body couldn't help but suddenly tense up in an instant. As long as her fingers grabbed down, she could dig out my eyeballs alive.
Just one second later, the ghost's hand slowly shrank towards the closet less than two inches away from my eyelids. But I didn't let my guard down, and my body tensed up again in an instant.
Because the ghost girl's palm was slowly sliding down along the direction of my buttons, from the throat to the dantian, almost all the vital points were under her control. No matter where she attacked from, it would be fatal.
The ghost girl's palm was like a cold sharp knife. Although it didn't cut me open, the cold energy from her palm had already penetrated my clothes and flowed like a drop of ice water down my throat towards my dantian.
My waist was almost bent at a right angle. If I bent further, I would be stuck in the position of a bridge. That position was not suitable for counterattack. If the female ghost's palm was just a feint, and she would really attack me after forcing me into a disadvantageous position, I would have no room for resistance.
I didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the ghost's hand slowly moved away from my dantian in my sight, and I quietly turned my body back to its original position. The moment I stood still, the ghost, who had turned her head away, suddenly turned back, leaned out of the closet and rushed towards me.
I wanted to move back but it was too late. The ghost's face suddenly appeared in front of me. When her extremely cold eyes met mine, the pupils of the ghost's eyes suddenly dilated...
The ghost's pupils were slowly dilating, and I felt like I was witnessing a person losing her vitality bit by bit, from her eyes gradually losing their luster, to her breathing gradually becoming weaker, until she took her last breath...
The moment the ghost girl's pupils completely dilated, she exhaled a breath of warm air from her mouth.
Oh no! I was startled and suddenly turned my waist outwards, trying to move sideways.
Ghosts don't need to breathe, and even if they breathe, it can't be warm. The last breath the female ghost exhaled was a breath of dead air.
The so-called dead air has different meanings in different places, but it generally means the last breath of life exhaled by a person before he dies.
When people in Northeast China hold funerals, they pay attention to changing the burial clothes before the deceased dies. This is because the body is stiff after death and it is not suitable for changing clothes. The person in charge of changing the burial clothes cannot let the face of the deceased face them, for fear that the last breath of life will spray on them.
Although being sprayed with death energy will not make people faint immediately like Yin energy entering the body, it will still damage the vital energy.
I don't know how a dead ghost can breathe out the air of the living world, but I have to hide.
Just as I dodged to the side, the smell of death rushed past me. When a gas that seemed to alternate between hot and cold lifted my open collar, I also clearly felt the death seeping into my skin.
At the same time, the incense surrounding me was blown away by the airflow caused by my sudden turn, and there was no barrier between me and the female ghost.
What I didn't expect was that just when we were about to look at each other, the female ghost suddenly turned around and shrank back into the closet. The whole process was as if she had never noticed my existence.
Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. It wasn't that I couldn't fight back, but I wanted to give the opponent the illusion that the target of the sacrifice had completely disappeared.
In the art of magic, there has been a saying since ancient times that "scholars are divided into civil and military, and magic is divided into attack and defense." Holding fast is actually a common method used by civil magicians. Simply put, it is to hide the target of the ghosts and monsters, so that the other party cannot find any trace, and only when the ghosts and monsters are forced to no end will they surrender, and the civil magicians can naturally save their employers at a very low cost.
Without help, I was not sure I could protect all my employers, so I could only stay put. If I had taken action just now, I could have easily killed the female ghost, but then I would have had to face a massive attack from ghosts.
It was not until the female ghost shrank back into the closet that I slowly let out the foul air that was stuck in my chest.
After all, I am still a living person. No matter how much I suppress it, I cannot exhale Yin Qi. It is actually extremely dangerous for me to exhale now, but I have no choice because I have reached the limit of holding my breath. (To be continued)