Shen Bing was so angry that her braids curled up. I pointed outside to signal for the show to continue. Shen Bing's eyes widened, and her angry look was very similar to that of a little goblin, which made me laugh so hard that my stomach hurt.
"I remember!" She squeezed out these words from between her teeth.
Since I promised Lei Laowan and his daughter, I have to help them break the evil spell of the three evil spirits returning to the Yin tonight. It is actually quite easy to break this thing. You need the Lingxin incense recipe, a red rope and a evil-breaking talisman. There are still two pieces of the Lingxin incense recipe left from the previous one, which saves a lot of trouble.
At night, Shen Bing and I secretly discussed how to sneak out. When Shen Bing heard that we were going to help the goblin perform a ritual, she refused to help and insisted on going with me. It was obvious that she was worried about me being with the goblin. There was no choice but to wait until later when my mother went to bed.
During dinner, Xiaosheng looked at me as if he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to ask me if I had found my mother, but he never said it in front of my mother. I smiled at him, conveying a signal of good news, which made the child excited immediately. He had not eaten two bites of a bowl of rice for half a day, but now he ate it all in one breath.
After dinner, we had to redistribute the accommodation. Mom said she would sleep with Shen Bing, Xiaosheng was a guest and would stay in Mom's room, and I would still sleep on the sofa. Shen Bing and I were dumbfounded. If Mom lived with her, she couldn't sneak out in the middle of the night, and if she couldn't leave, then I couldn't leave either. I was afraid that this girl would tell Mom about it, what should I do
After they all went to sleep, I sat on the sofa and worried. I looked at the clock. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. If it was any later, I might not be able to get a taxi. I would have to walk to the vegetable market, which would be exhausting. Suddenly, I thought of the dead rat. Maybe it could help me come up with an idea. I ran to the bathroom with the bronze mirror and called the dead rat out quietly. It hadn't spoken yet, so I stopped it from talking and told it the story.
"This is easy to do, but the old man hasn't eaten roast chicken these days..." The dead rat stroked his mouse whiskers and began to threaten me.
"Okay, okay, I'll buy you two tomorrow." I said impatiently.
The dead rat smacked his lips and swallowed hard, then blew twice and said with a smile, "I guarantee that none of the three of them will wake up before dawn."
When I heard that Shen Bing had fallen asleep, I couldn't do that, so I hurriedly asked it to wake Shen Bing up. The dead rat pouted: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you think I can use this magic casually?"
"Stop whining, or I won't buy you roast chicken tomorrow."
After my threat, the dead rat obeyed obediently and woke Shen Bing up. I pulled her out of bed, but she was still in a daze and didn't know what to do.
I was fully awake only after she changed her clothes and walked out the door. But when I walked to the park, I saw the old lady sitting on the stone bench waiting. I was looking for her, so I walked over, took out the small porcelain jar, peeled off the talisman and handed it to her.
The old lady immediately beamed with joy and kept thanking me: "Thank you, nephew, this is great. We can let Ruoruo enter the underworld tonight." As she opened the lid, her face changed drastically and she looked up and said, "This is not Ruoruo's foot ashes."
I was stunned, thinking it was impossible, so I asked her, "How can you tell it's not true?"
"Can we ghosts if we can't even tell the difference between a corpse and a piece of ashes?" the old lady said sullenly. "Even if the corpse turns to ashes, we can still tell what it is. There are a few pieces of foot bones, but most of it is a dog's leg."
I was stunned. I believed what the old lady said. The ghost eye can really distinguish what kind of creature the ashes belong to, but humans can't do that. Could it be that Chen Jingbo deliberately created confusion by mixing some foot ashes with the leg ashes, so that he could find it with the soul search
Damn it, it looks like I have to go to Chen Jingbo’s doghouse again tonight.