When Zhang Xiaowen heard the female ghost's voice, he only felt that the pores behind his back were all opened, and sweat came out of it! Old Zhang found Zhang Xiaowen's movement and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, this is the dementing sound, a trick commonly used by ghosts, specifically to scare people! Stay focused, don't be affected by it!"
After getting the old head Zhang's prompt, Zhang Xiaowen tried to control his mood, calm himself down, and don't be frightened by the female ghost's tricks.
Zhang Xiaowen closed his eyes, trying to concentrate and not be disturbed by the female ghost. But as soon as the eyelids droop, they can't open them anymore, and the brain is swiftly running again, and the surrounding scenes are fully presented in his mind.
Seeing that her dementing sound didn't work, the female ghost laughed: "Is there someone who knows how to do it, and hire a great helper? It seems that the official doesn't miss the slave family, but wants to die the slave family! Alas! Sure enough, none of them is a good thing!" The female ghost's last words suddenly sharpened, like the sound of nails scratching glass, Zhang Xiaowen's heart was very uncomfortable.
The old head Zhang knew about the female ghost's experience, and the victimization was not light, so he had a grudge against everyone. It seems that it is not low to persuade the female ghost. But still respectfully saluted the female ghost: "Senior, we are not here to interrupt this time because we want to do something with senior, but to help senior!"
"Hmph, help me? Are you helping me with a spell? A bunch of liars!" The female ghost snorted coldly.
Although Zhang Xiaowen could not bear the voice of the female ghost, he heard its extreme words, and he was a little unconvinced, and said loudly: "Maybe, you are right to say that we are a liar. We are indeed not only to help you, but also to help you. Help the people in the village! You said that no one is a good thing, then I ask you, are the monks who take you in are also bad people?"
"Of course they are good people, so they are dead! Good people are killed by bad people, ha ha ha! So when I kill bad people, I avenge the good people!" After the female ghost said, suddenly her figure changed into a plume of smoke. , Attacked Lao Zhangtou!
Although Lao Tu couldn't see the female ghost and heard the words about the female ghost, but when he saw the old Zhang head who was standing, he suddenly retreated, he knew that the female ghost had done it. Without saying anything, he took out what he had prepared. A bottle of cockscomb blood was stuffed into Zhang Xiaowen's hand, and he shouted at Zhang Xiaowen: "Quickly, splash it! Splash that female ghost!"
Zhang Xiaowen held the cockscomb blood in his hand, looked at the blue smoke in front of him, and thought to himself: Is it going to be thrown at the blue smoke? No matter what, try to splash half first! Thinking of this, he splashed on the green smoke.
Seeing the female ghost pounce on him, Lao Zhangtou hurried back, but he was not idle in his hand. He drew out the peach wood sword from his waist and pierced the green smoke!
As soon as the cockscomb blood and the peach wood sword hit the green smoke, the green smoke dissipated without a trace. Zhang Xiaowen was taken aback, could it be solved so easily
Just when Zhang Xiaowen was in a daze, his eyes flickered, and his heart touched his throat instantly! He shouted at the old head Zhang: "Master Zhang, be careful, it's behind you!"
While talking, Zhang Xiaowen would raise his hand to play with the female ghost again. When Old Zhang Tou heard Zhang Xiaowen's voice, he quickly turned around.
A weird smile appeared on the female ghost's face: "It is just what I want to use to pass the yin!" After speaking, she went directly into Lao Zhang's body.
Old Zhang's head turned halfway, and he was stopped by the female ghost. And Zhang Xiaowen raised his hand, but he didn't spill the cockscomb blood. He looked at the upper body of the old Zhang's head and didn't know what to do!
The old man was very anxious because he couldn't see the female ghost. Hearing Zhang Xiaowen's shout, he also looked behind Lao Zhang's head, but immediately after Lao Zhang and Zhang Xiaowen stood still, the old man was also surprised!
"What's the matter with you two? Who said something?" the old man asked the two anxiously.
Zhang Xiaowen came back to his senses and quickly said to the old folk: "The female ghost has taken the body of Master Zhang! What should I do?"
The old man stomped his feet anxiously when he heard it: "Splash him with cockscomb blood, what are you doing in a daze!"
Zhang Xiaowen didn’t expect this ghost to be on his body and was afraid of cockscomb blood, so he was at a loss just now. Now, after hearing the old-fashioned prompt, he spilled the whole bottle of cockscomb blood on Lao Zhang’s head, Lao Zhang. A bloody head came.
Chicken blood hit Old Zhang's body, and white smoke immediately appeared, as if cold water was poured on the burning red steel. But even so, the old Zhang head still stood there motionless.
The old man was even more anxious, and murmured: "This is not right. It stands to reason that the cockscomb blood is the most yang thing, and ordinary ghosts can't stand it at all!"
Zhang Xiaowen also became anxious, and explained to the old folks: "This female ghost is different. I saw it with my own eyes that day that it can be directly on the body of a normal person, so it is not afraid of normal people's yang energy at all! Think about it! Other ways!"
Lao Tu and Zhang Xiaowen were anxiously thinking of a way. Lao Zhang's eyes suddenly moved, and Zhang Xiaowen keenly noticed. Zhang Xiaowen was overjoyed and was about to speak, but Lao Zhang's head opened his mouth first. There was a sharp voice in his mouth: "The helper you are looking for really has some ability. It took me a lot of effort to get on him! You want to poke me with a mahogany sword? Humph, come with me if you want to save him!" After throwing the mahogany sword in his hand to the ground, he quickly ran into the theater!
Zhang Xiaowen hurriedly chased him, and the old-fashioned ran out at the same time, but he returned after taking two steps and picked up the peach wood sword on the ground before chasing in.
Zhang Xiaowen followed "Old Zhang Tou" and ran into the theater, but as soon as he entered the door, Zhang Xiaowen quickly stopped. The moonlight outside the theater is very bright, so there is no need to use a flashlight, but as soon as you enter the theater, you become invisible.
Zhang Xiaowen was a little panicked. First, he was worried about what would happen to Old Zhang, and second, he was afraid of a sudden attack by the female ghost. But the more panicked, the less haste. It took a few times to take out the phone and turn on the flashlight, and there was a faint light inside the theater.
At this time, the old-fashioned rushed over. Through the light of the mobile phone, it can be seen that this is the front hall of the theater. It should be the place for ticket checking. There is a door on the left and right sides of the front hall, which should be the door leading to the inside of the theater. .
Zhang Xiaowen took a photo of the ground with his mobile phone. Since no one came in for a long time, there was a thick layer of ash on the ground, but this layer would be considered a great help for the two of them, because there is a row of clear footprints on the ground, indicating The whereabouts of "Old Zhang Tou"!
Zhang Xiaowen and the old man exchanged glances, and walked in the direction of the footprints!
After passing the front hall, even if they entered the theater, the lights of the mobile phone could not make the two of them see the interior of the theater clearly, so the two of them could only concentrate on following their footsteps. At this moment, Zhang Xiaowen only felt a faint wind blowing through the air, and then heard a "boom", and then the screams of the old Zhang's head suddenly filled the whole theater!
"Ah!" (End of this chapter)