Ordinary people can't see ghosts, it's perfectly normal, but if a celestial master can't see ghosts, it's a lot of fun, and the ever-burning candle was blown out twice by the other party for no reason, which is simply provocative.
"Damn it, I don't believe I can't see you anymore!" Ye Shaoyang took out a handful of grapefruit leaves soaked in potion and dried them from the backpack, put them in the lamp and burned them to ashes, and then drew three horizontal lines between his eyebrows. The line represents the dry position of the gossip: the dry is the sky, the sky is the yang, which can dispel the yin, spy on the hidden things of the cathode, and then drive the gang, slowly open the eye of the sky, and look to the side—
There was still no one around the room, and Ye Shaoyang's heart tightened. Could it be... even Tiantong couldn't see him
His eyes swept across the ground, and he suddenly found some footprints. The nearest one was right behind him. He held up the lamp to illuminate it, and saw that the footprints were similar to human footprints, but they had a faint black aura, forming a The shape of bare feet.
Ghost footprints!
Ye Shaoyang took a closer look, and in terms of size, this foot was much smaller than ordinary people's feet, and his heart skipped a beat immediately: This means that the owner of this foot is either a child or a woman with bound feet.
If it is a little girl, it means that she died unexpectedly and did not go to reincarnation, which means that she has deep grievances and is difficult to deal with.
Ye Shaoyang shook his head, looked forward, there were footprints every few meters, all the way to the corner of the room, where there was a screen, and behind the screen was a wooden staircase.
The footprints lead to the stairs.
If an ordinary sorcerer encountered such strange things, he would have to run away. Ye Shaoyang was also a brave man with a high degree of skill. walked over.
When I came to the stairs, I lit it with a long light and looked up. The top of the stairs was dark, and I couldn't see the situation at the end.
Ye Shaoyang was hesitating whether to go up, when he heard a strange "creaking" sound coming from the silent second floor.
Ye Shaoyang listened with his ears upright, the sound was very similar to the sound made by the friction of joints when a person twisted his body.
He didn't think about it wildly, because a few seconds later, a figure appeared in the light of the long-burning candle, and crawled down the handrail—not the stairs, but the handrail—like a snake.
Ye Shaoyang swallowed his saliva, and looked intently, she was a six or seven-year-old girl, her face was as pale as paper, the frightening thing was that there were many cracks on her face, as if it had been broken, and the hair on her head was broken. From the gap, a white milk-like liquid continued to flow out.
She opened her mouth and faced Ye Shaoyang, making an expression that she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
When she was about to slide to the bottom, another figure appeared at the top of the stairs. It was a young girl who looked to be in her twenties, with short hair around her ears, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers, both sky blue. Yes, it looks like a set, with two white stripes on both sides of the arms and the sides of the trousers, it looks like a tracksuit from the 80s.
The girl has a melon-seeded face, slender eyes, and a slightly sunken nose. She looks more ordinary, with her eyes wide open, overlooking Ye Shaoyang, motionless.
At this moment, the little ghost girl slipped from the handrail of the stairs to the bottom, her belly stuck to the ground, and crawled towards Ye Shaoyang.
"Monster!" Ye Shaoyang waved the seductive rope and slapped it. This move was originally used as a test, waiting to see the direction the other party was avoiding, and then thinking about how to counterattack next. As a result... the little girl didn't dodge at all. On her body, the little girl gave a "quack" laugh, and seemed to be very happy
Then, her body quickly liquefied, turning into a puddle of milk-like liquid, going upstream toward the stairs, returning to the girl's feet, circling around her legs like a stream of water.
What the hell is this
Ye Shaoyang began to feel a chill in his heart: since he entered this Lifen Garden, all the ghosts he saw were so unreasonable, even he was a little confused.
The girl on the stairs suddenly shook her head at him, and then stretched out a hand, gesticulating in the air. Ye Shaoyang looked intently, and found that the female ghost's fingers were gesticulating in only two gestures: one horizontal and one vertical, crossed in the air. Together, it is a cross.
"Cross, what's the matter, what do you want to tell me?"
The female ghost didn't speak, but kept drawing the cross with one hand. After repeating it several times, something suddenly flickered on her neck, and then faded away. Only then did Ye Shaoyang notice a string of brown crosses hanging around her neck. The shape of the red pendant is vaguely familiar.
Just as she was looking closely, the female ghost's figure gradually faded away, and the milky white liquid under her feet gradually circled to her upper body, submerging her completely...
"Don't go, who the hell are you!" Of course Ye Shaoyang didn't want to miss this opportunity, he stepped up the stairs with one step, at this moment, a gust of wind blew from around him, it was very strong and sudden, Ye Shaoyang had been on the stairs with all his heart On the female ghost's body, the reaction was a bit slow, the vision went dark, and the ever-burning candle went out again!
Ye Shaoyang didn't care about anything, and climbed up the stairs to the second floor in the dark. It was too late to light the candle, so he turned on the flashlight and shone around: the female ghost and the wave of white liquid had disappeared.
Ye Shaoyang hurriedly took out the yin-yang disk from his backpack, fiddled with it a few times, and looked at the pointer, only to find that wherever the yin-yang disk moves, the pointer moves to that position. Evil.
Unwilling to give up, Ye Shaoyang turned on the long light again, walked towards the room opposite the stairs, and began to check the situation on the second floor.
Along the way, the ever-burning candles did not go out any more, and Ye Shaoyang went through all the rooms on the second floor: In this small wooden building, there are three or four rooms, including bedrooms and small halls, all the furniture is classical, Ye Shaoyang didn't look carefully at first, but searched around, but didn't find a little ghost. He stood in the middle of the corridor for a while, and went back to the room inside.
Since he couldn't find where the ghost was, he decided to take the next best thing, deduce the identity of the owner through the furnishings of the room, the age of the furniture, etc., and then try to find useful clues. One long nail cap and paint marks, once again let down.
Of course, there were no screws or paint in ancient times, which shows that the furniture here is all made in modern times.
Ye Shaoyang knocked himself on the head, blaming himself for being confused: If the things here are all ancient cultural relics, how could the government allow them to stay in this place, and not even send a caregiver.