The Twilight Stalkers

Chapter 1612: Evil spirit (1)

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We squatted down again, I reached into my pocket and took out eight copper coins, Shen Bing pulled out the copper coin sword from her bag. We both stood ready, if there was a ghost, we would attack him with both hands, and we would make sure he would not come back.

The thing slowly rose up from the grave mound, straight and about the same thickness as the chimney used on the stove at home, with a pointed top, and about three feet long. Oh my god, it looks like the white hat that the Seventh Master used to wear. If the words "一见生财" were written on it, it would be even more similar.

Shen Bing couldn't help but whisper to me, "What is that thing? Is it a human or a ghost?"

I stared at it for a long time, but I didn't know what it was. If it was a ghost, it didn't look like one. If it was a human, it looked evil. If it was a ghost, it was either a demon or a living corpse. I wondered, could it be the living corpse that Tan Qing had created and was hiding around the provincial capital

He lowered his voice and said to Shen Bing, "I can't tell what he did, but he doesn't look like a good person. Remember to close the door and refuse visitors, and then put a talisman on your chest to ward off evil spirits."

Shen Bing said "Oh".

I made a hand gesture with my right hand and chanted two spells to drive away evil spirits. This was like throwing a stone to test the waters. If it was really an evil spirit, it would react. If it was a human, then just treat it as if I farted. Sure enough, the white hat in front of me trembled slightly, as if it was frightened by the spell. I quickly stood up and took a step forward, and arrived in front of the tomb.

At the same time, I turned on the small flashlight with my left hand, and saw a flash of white in front of me, and the big white hat suddenly disappeared. The top of the grave mound was clean, without a trace left. I turned my head left and right, but I couldn't see any trace. Damn it, he ran too fast.

"Did you catch him?" Shen Bing ran over and asked.

"Why are you catching it? Maybe we are dazzled." If I tell her that I didn't even see what it looked like and it ran away, this girl will definitely make me lose face.

"That's impossible. I clearly saw a white shadow, just like the big hats worn by people parading in the streets during the Communist era..."

Her words woke me up from my dream, and I immediately understood what was going on. During the riots, those who were labeled as counter-revolutionaries and rioted to death were highly "conscious" at that time. Their relatives distanced themselves from them, and they were not buried in the ancestral tombs, but thrown into the wasteland and buried. After these people became ghosts, they were so shocked that they dared not even go to the underworld, and stayed there as lonely ghosts. But they did not dare to show up either. At that time, the rebels were afraid of even ghosts, which really proved the old saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people.

Over time, these ghosts became vague souls in fear and resentment, hiding deep underground, surviving by absorbing the earth's energy. If seduced by some evil magic, they may show up, but they are very timid. However, they have cultivated extremely evil spirits by relying on the earth's energy for many years, which are called evil spirits.

My dad told me that he once encountered this kind of thing near our town, but it didn't wear a big white hat, but a parade sign around its neck. It would run away when it saw people. This is an evil spirit. Also, if a village buried too many corpses in the wasteland, they would absorb the earth's energy all year round, and it would become a dry land with basically no grass growing. The evil spirit lives deep under the land and usually won't show up.

I thought it must be this thing, otherwise why would it look like a ghost or a demon, and still be so timid. Thinking of this, the question came up again, how could the evil spirit suddenly show up? I looked down at the land around the grave mound. Needless to say, there were many people who were killed by □□ in the past buried here, but there was a living person mounded here, they should be afraid, why did they dare to come out