I reached into my pocket and took out three fortune-telling coins, shook them twice, and threw them on the ground.
After the money landed, it suddenly rolled in three different directions. After two copper coins fell to the ground, the last copper coin that rolled towards my feet was blocked by Xiao Li with the tip of his shoe.
I looked at Xiao Li coldly: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Li lowered his head and looked at the copper coins under his feet: "Do you think that if someone jumps from the upper floor, will they die? Someone should be able to die from falling from the third floor, right?"
I took a step back, quietly took out a copper coin and held it in my hand.
Although I have opened the Yin-Yang Eyes, it is the least reliable type of eye skills.
The phrase "seeing is deception" is most appropriate in the art of magic. Many ghosts are very good at deceiving ordinary people. If you encounter a big ghost, even the yin-yang eyes may not be able to see through their true form.
My grandfather was afraid that I didn’t have enough cultivation and would fall into the hands of ghosts, so he specially gave me a Sky Eye Coin.
In Taoism, there is a saying that money can communicate with gods since ancient times. Ordinary people can see ghosts by looking out through the hole of the money. Even now, if you roll up banknotes into a barrel shape and stand at a crossroads or in a cemetery, you can still see ghosts. However, it is very dangerous for ordinary people to do so. The consequences of disturbing ghosts are often unbearable for ordinary people.
But it is different for sorcerers. Seeing ghosts through coins is one of their methods.
The Sky Eye Coin in my hand is a magic weapon made by my grandfather using a special technique. Holding it in my hand and working with my Yin-Yang Eyes, I can see through any ghosts that appear at a glance as long as they are not higher than the level of ghost soldiers.
As I quietly held Daqian's hand, Xiao Li also spoke quietly, "I heard that people who jump off a building to death will lose their souls because of the shock. As long as the soul can get back into the body before the body dies, the person can survive. If it can't catch up, then the person can't survive! Look over there, is that me?"
Xiao Li lowered his head, turned around, and pointed downstairs. There was clearly a person in police uniform lying down there, but from where I was standing, I couldn't see his face, and even his height was hard to estimate.
I glanced at Lao Du from the corner of my eye: "Didn't you guys come down together?"
"No." Old Du, who also lowered his head, laughed softly, "I walked down the stairs. I tripped when I was leaving the house, and then I don't know how I ran to you all of a sudden."
When I subconsciously walked towards the staircase entrance, I found a figure lying there. The person seemed to have been tripped by the threshold of the staircase and fell to the ground. One foot was still stuck on the threshold, blocking the door of the corridor from closing.
Lao Du turned around and pointed at the corridor: "Tell me, was there someone holding my feet over there, which caused me to fall so hard?"
There seemed to be a figure squatting in the dark corridor, pressing the person's feet with one hand.
I have heard of ghosts hiding in the dark and dragging people. In the dead of night, the more hurried people are, the more likely they are to be dragged by ghosts. The first reaction of a person who is in a hurry to get on the road after being dragged down is definitely to get up and continue walking, but it is hard to say whether it is a person or a ghost who continues to move forward.
After the ghost drags a person down, it will definitely hold down one of his feet. If the person cannot break free from the ghost's hand, the one who stands up is the soul. When the soul that escapes finds that its body is gone, it will be impossible to go back.
Is the person standing next to me Lao Du’s soul
Lao Du and Xiao Li stood on my left and right respectively, both with their heads down, both sneering at me. The two pale faces kept rotating in front of my eyes.
A thin layer of sweat also appeared on my forehead.
I am not afraid of ghosts, but I am afraid of killing the wrong soul. Many people think that "ghosts" are the same thing. In fact, there is a strict distinction between ghosts and souls. The soul that leaves the body after death is called a ghost; the soul that leaves the body before the body dies can only be called a soul.
Although both of them said that they were dead, one of them was definitely not a ghost, because the breath emanating from them carried a trace of wandering yang energy, which meant that one of them was definitely a soul.
I couldn't tell whether they were souls or ghosts, so I couldn't do anything. Once I killed their souls, they would be dead in my hands.
Just as I was about to take a step back, the two men simultaneously took a step forward. The moment the extremely cold air from the two men came towards me, I suddenly took a step back and rushed towards the white dragon behind me.
However, my gaze kept switching between the two people - even if one of them was a ghost, it couldn't take my life. Their only chance to kill me was to force me into the White Dragon Road and use the power of Feng Shui to suppress the Yang energy in my body. Only if I fell into a passive position, the evil ghost hiding between the two people could take my life in an instant.
After I took three steps back, the two people in front of me showed a strange sneer at the same time, and their eyes turned slightly and looked at my face at the same time. Before I even stepped on the ground, I suddenly raised the Sky Eye Coin, pointed the coin hole at my eyes, and turned my head to look in the direction of Xiao Li.
A cut several inches long exploded on Xiao Li's forehead in the money hole. Sticky blood plasma flowed down both sides of his nose to his chin, and dripped onto the other person's collar.
Xiao Li is dead. He must have been hit on the head by something when he was jumping off the building and died on the spot.
I pulled out the dagger on my leg and swung it at Xiao Li. The dagger, which turned into a cold light, instantly pierced Xiao Li's body. The ghost with a hole in his chest looked at me in horror and managed to say a few words: "You are seeing things!"
I was startled, and the ghost in front of me exploded into phosphorescent fire, and Lao Du beside me disappeared without a trace. The moment I was about to turn around, I suddenly felt my shoulders sink, and a chill that pierced my bones instantly penetrated into my bones. I felt a slight sound from the shoulder joint, and my right hand, which was held by the other party, fell unconsciously at my side, unable to lift it up.
No! I just said to myself, "No!" and then I heard someone say behind me, "You are indeed mistaken..."
The voice coming from behind me was not Lao Du's voice at all. Was the other party pretending to be Lao Du's soul
When I subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the building, I saw that the corpse that had been lying on the ground had sat up, with his legs crossed and blocking the door of the corridor, sneering in my direction.
What I saw just now was not a corpse at all, but a trick used by the ghost. The ghost was lying on the ground pretending to be Lao Du, giving me the illusion that Lao Du's legs were being pulled by the ghost. In fact, Lao Du might not have come out of the building at all.
Just as my mind was racing, Lao Du's face suddenly appeared behind the mesh window of the corridor door.
I clearly saw Lao Du and Xiao Li grabbing the window with diamond-shaped grids on the gate and shaking it desperately, but they couldn't get out.
Lao Du shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xiao Wu, there is a ghost behind you! He put his hands on you! And under your feet... there is a ghost grabbing your ankle..."
When I glanced at Lao Du from the corner of my eye, I vaguely saw that the corners of his mouth kept rising, as if he was trying hard to hold back a smile. Was the Lao Du in the stairwell a human or a ghost
Lao Du suddenly stepped back and kicked the door hard. The door to the corridor was banging loudly, and the lights upstairs lit up one after another. People kept opening the windows to see what was happening downstairs.
Although I didn't dare to move, I could move my eyes. I could see the faces of those people upstairs clearly. They could hear Lao Du kicking the door continuously, but they seemed not to see me standing at the door of the villa.
When I glanced at the window closest to the building door, I couldn't help but gasp. I clearly saw a ghost squatting on the air conditioner next to the window, stretching out its hand to block the girl who was half sticking out of the window.
No matter how the girl's eyes moved, the ghost squatting on the air conditioner would smile and put his hands on the girl's face to prevent her from seeing the scene below. The sound of Lao Du kicking the door became more and more urgent. The more curious the girl was, the more she wanted to lean out of the window to see what was going on. After a while, she leaned half of her body out of the window.
The ghost squatting on the air conditioner also turned around quietly, with one hand still blocking the girl's eyes, while the other hand gently reached under her armpit.
Ghosts want to drag people? After this thought flashed through my mind, the ghost holding me down suddenly said, "You want to gather people and disperse the negative energy, right? I tell you the truth, this community is all under my control. No one can see what I don't want others to see."
I said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"Rakshasa!" The ghost uttered two words coldly.
I sneered, "Rakshasa would use such a despicable method? If you disgrace the reputation of Rakshasa, you may not even be able to enter the underworld."
The ghost behind me didn't kill me at the first moment, which means he didn't want to kill me. In that case, why don't I find out the other party's background.
The ghost said in a deep voice: "If my true body had not been subdued, would I allow a low-ranking warlock like you to act so arrogantly? Do you want me to sentence you to death, or are you willing to submit to me?"
I said coldly: "Dream on!"
The ghost chuckled and said, "Yes, I like people like you who are hard-headed. However, I really want to see whether it is your bones or your heart that are hard. Have you seen that girl? I will give you three breaths to think about it. If you agree to surrender, I will let her live. Otherwise, I will let her dig out your heart and liver with her own hands."
When I looked up at the girl, she was lying on the window, as if someone had pressed her acupuncture points. Her feet were clearly off the ground. If she was dragged a few times by a little external force, she would fall from the building and die on the spot. (To be continued)