Although it was dark, I could vaguely see that pair of eyes filled with endless resentment, staring at me, and I felt a chill in my heart.
The fire in the temple was getting brighter and brighter, shining through the doors and windows, illuminating the outside of the temple in red. The hanged ghost was even clearer. He was wearing a white cloth, which was now used as mourning clothes. It looked even more terrifying in the middle of the night. Not to mention his face, which was pale with a hint of green, and his eyes were wide open. He looked as scary as it could be!
At this time, a light breeze blew, and I felt a chill on my back. I don't know when a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back. Luo Yushan is a bastard, but he is not too timid. He was able to stay in such a horrible environment for four days. I would have given up long ago.
I was frightened by the stare, so I decided not to look at it. When I turned my head to look at the temple door, a dark shadow suddenly slid over from the side and pushed the door open and went in. Damn, it was Silly Qiangzi. He has learned to be smart now. I didn't keep an eye on him. No, I have to go in and pull him out.
When I rushed to the temple gate, the hanged ghost on the eaves suddenly disappeared. I couldn't help but feel startled. Maybe he went back inside to wait for me to come in? □□Second uncle, what should I do
Standing outside the temple gate, I fumbled around in my bag with my right hand, feeling that nothing I could use to deal with the ghost corpse was suitable. Why did I bring all these things? They were just a bunch of junk. But I touched a black bean, which I brought back from Wushan. Suddenly, an idea came to me. Got it!
He took out the black beans and put them in his mouth, chanting a spell. He didn't know if he was invisible, so he could only verify it by going in. This thing was invisible to ghosts, and the magic of the magician was still very useful at the critical moment. He took out another piece of moxa leaf and stuck it to the spiritual orifice, pushed the door open, and sure enough, the hanged ghost in white was standing straight in the door, blocking the way.
Seeing its ferocious eyes up close, I was frightened and my hair stood on end. But its eyes didn't move, and it wasn't looking at me, so I felt bolder and waved my hand in front of its eyes, but it didn't react. I crouched and slid past it, and saw Sha Qiangzi sitting on the altar, the black liquid rubbing back and forth on his head, with his eyes closed, looking like he was enjoying it.
I looked up along the black rope again. Damn, the knots that were originally densely packed were now sparse and I could count them. I hated myself for not knowing how to be powerful. I provoked it twice, and the knots that should have taken it many years to untie were all untied in the past two days. I rushed over, grabbed Sha Qiangzi, and dragged him out.
"Ghost!" The silly boy couldn't see anyone and was dragged off the altar by an invisible force. He was so scared that his face turned pale.
Damn, you silly boy are actually afraid of ghosts, so that thing on your head is not a ghost? And the one at the door...
Where is the hanged ghost? Suddenly I found that the thing was gone, and dragged the silly boy out of the door. Although he was strong, he was not as strong as me. As soon as I went out, I saw the white shadow hanging on the eaves again. I guess it was the silly Qiangzi's shouting that angered it again. I quickly took out a piece of moxa leaf and stuck it on the silly boy's spiritual point, and covered his mouth at the same time.
I dragged him far into the field and tried to scare him to get out of here. Suddenly, I saw a fire flashing on the left side of the temple. But it went out in an instant. At the moment the fire flashed, I saw a figure standing in front of the grave. It might be burning talismans!
Oh my god, who is causing this trouble