The female ghost was dressed exactly the same as the maid before, standing in the corner with a dull expression. Ye Shaoyang untied the backpack and handed it to Lao Guo.
"Find a clean ink fountain first, soak it in black dog blood, and wait for my arrangement." After Ye Shaoyang explained, he turned over and jumped into the ancient tomb. The female ghost sensed the breath of a stranger, and rushed forward with a whoosh. The purpose of her being buried with her is to kill the tomb robbers and protect the tomb owner's body.
Ye Shaoyang was afraid of waking up the leader, Tongzi, so he had to make a quick decision. He immediately took out a handful of five emperors' money, threw it into the air, and automatically arranged it in the eight trigrams position.
"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law and breaks!"
All the five emperors' money hit the female ghost on the chest, and the female ghost screamed and backed away.
"Why does he keep saying this sentence?" Xiao Ma asked Lao Guo puzzled, "I can also read it with a sword, and I can also read it with copper coins."
"This is Maoshan's universal curse, and I will too."
Xiao Ma squinted at him, "You can pull it down, I haven't seen you make a move, so I will hide behind and talk about it."
Ye Shaoyang subdued the female ghost in the shortest time, and repeated the same trick, taking off the female ghost's top... After the supernatural power, he asked Lao Guo to throw down the ink fountain soaked in the blood of the black dog, starting from the small coffin on the left, from top to bottom, from top to bottom From left to right, the blood lines are shot down one by one, and the distance between each blood line does not exceed three inches.
Halfway through the bounce, the coffin lid suddenly opened a crack, and a small pale hand stretched out from the inside, and grabbed Ye Shaoyang. Ye Shaoyang was already prepared, the ink fountain was horizontal, and the red thread was hung on the middle finger of the little hand. Wrapped a few times, tied a French knot, and pushed the little hand back into the coffin.
The middle finger, also known as the consonance finger, is where the soul of life resides. Whether it is a living person or a dead person, once the middle finger is tied by the red thread, it means that the soul of life is bound and unable to leave the body.
The soul cannot come out of the body, and the strength of the ghost corpse is reduced by half, but it still has the attack method as a zombie, and the coffin is hit from the inside with a bang, and it is likely to fall apart.
Ye Shaoyang sneered, took out a jade seal from his belt, and pressed it on the coffin lid. The upper part of the seal is the image of a ferocious beast.
"It can't be the Pixiu seal!" Lao Guo was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Pixiu seal is one of the secret treasures of Maoshan. I only heard about it when I was on the mountain, but never saw it.
Pixiu seal is small, but to all ghosts, it is as heavy as Mount Tai. After pressing on, although the guy in the coffin was not honest, no matter how much noise it made inside, the coffin remained motionless.
Ye Shaoyang continued to play the red thread on the coffin, and after a while, the whole coffin was filled with bullets. Then he took a deep breath and walked towards another small coffin. From above, Lao Guo's flashlight also slowly blazed past. Ye Shaoyang walked up to him and was stunned: the coffin board was opened and pushed aside, it was empty inside!
The guardian boy is out!
When did this happen
The pony suddenly yelled: "Behind you!"
Ye Shaoyang turned his head suddenly, a small blood-red face was sticking to him, his mouth was big, and he was exhaling. Ye Shaoyang dodged backwards, ran a dozen steps in one breath, took a deep breath, and said, "It's so dangerous, I almost kissed you."
Because the ghost corpse is not allowed to rebirth, there is a strong resentment in its body. If an ordinary person is sprayed by it casually, it will almost confess. Although Ye Shaoyang is a celestial master, being sprayed is not a big deal, but it is not happy.
"Guji..." The boy let out a strange cry, and rushed towards Ye Shaoyang at an extremely fast speed. Ye Shaoyang was well prepared this time, he pinched a formula with his left hand, and slapped it with his palm, hitting the boy's face, the boy screamed, his figure retreated, and disappeared into the darkness. Ye Shaoyang waited for a while without any movement, and said depressingly: "This kid is also very cunning, he knows I am powerful, so he dare not go on. Senior brother, turn on the lamp."
Lao Guo lit a three-color lotus lantern, hung it with a red thread, and stretched it into the tomb.
Xiao Ma wondered, "Why don't you just light it all the time, and just light it now."
Old Guo snorted, "Do you know how expensive Seven Star Grass powder is, three hundred yuan a dollar, and I'll light it as a candle?"
The orange-red light illuminated the tomb, and Ye Shaoyang swept it with a glance. In a corner, he saw a boy who was fully on guard. He was about one meter tall, chubby, and his appearance was no different from that of children of the same age, except that his whole body was red, a little translucent, and he could faintly See the meridians and even internal organs in the body.
Ye Shaoyang sighed, knowing that this situation is when a person is still alive, he opens the cap of the sky, pours lead and mercury, flows through the meridians along the blood, and stimulates the blood gas and elements of lead and mercury to the body surface, so that the corpse can never die. Rotten, so the skin turned this blood red.
Ye Shaoyang has never experienced the pain of being poured into the body by lead and mercury and flowing all over the body, but Maoshan classics describe it like this: "The pain penetrates into the bone marrow, and the teeth are crushed."
Ye Shaoyang sighed, looked at the boy and said, "I'll save you and help you escape."
Since the boy became a ghost corpse, he has lost the ability to communicate with others. Naturally, he can't understand Ye Shaoyang's words. Its only mind is killing, and it vents all the pain it suffered during its lifetime on anyone who sees it.
Ye Shaoyang didn't expect him to understand. If he wanted to save it, he could only catch it first, looked up and said, "Ring the shock bell!"
Lao Guo held the lamp in one hand, grabbed the backpack that Ye Shaoyang threw on it with the other, took out the shock bell, and handed it to Xiao Ma. "You have great strength, you can shake it, and keep shaking it all the time."
Little Ma didn't know there was any fraud, took the alarm bell, rang it, and asked casually, "What are you doing shaking this?"
"The sound of the panic bell is a powerful stimulus to the ghost, and it can make it unable to transform. Even if the ghost's attack method is half useless, if you see something later, remember not to be distracted, and you can't stop ringing the bell."
Xiao Ma said: "We are up there, and they are down below. They are not afraid of anything. Hehe, it's like watching a horror movie. The more exciting the better."
Lao Guo smiled depressingly, thinking that you must be a kid, I hope you still think so later.
As soon as the panic bell rang, the ghost's ability to move was greatly reduced, and it grinned, with a painful expression on its face. Ye Shaoyang caught it without much effort, and stuck a talisman on the back of its head. When the job was done, Ye Shaoyang took a breath, dipped his hand in cinnabar, tapped it on the ghost gate between its eyebrows, and took out the soul-fixing needle. The boy trembled all over, and resentment appeared in his eyes. It only knew pain, but didn't know what Ye Shaoyang was doing.
"I'm doing it for your own good," Ye Shaoyang patted it on the head, "I'm saving you now."
In the process of being refined, the boy's three souls and seven souls were scattered all over the body, and the soul needs to be gathered first to be rescued. Ye Shaoyang put one hand on the boy's Tianmen acupoint, closed his eyes, and began to recite the soul-searching mantra, a divine thought entered the boy's body, searching for the three souls and seven souls...
From Xiao Ma's point of view, Ye Shaoyang was motionless and muttering non-stop, which was really boring, so he stopped ringing the bell and lit a cigarette to smoke.
"Ring the bell, don't stop!" Lao Guo hurriedly reminded.
Xiao Ma frowned and looked at him, "Why are you shaking it now?"
"Ring the bell now can eliminate the soul's resentment and make it willing to be saved. Otherwise, the resentment is too deep and it will be difficult to get rid of it. Hurry up, and remember that the ringing cannot stop!"
Xiao Ma just rang the panic bell again, when suddenly a red figure floated from the ancient tomb, standing in front of him, it was the boy's face, the expression was distorted, extremely terrifying, in the grinning mouth, there were a lot of yellow, red and green The liquid flowed down his chin, the boy wiped it, his hands were full of viscous liquid, and he stretched out towards the pony, making scalp-exploding giggles from his mouth.
The pony's face immediately turned green.