The lights made by this group of ghost actors may have been discovered by the villagers. At this moment, seeing that many windows of the wooden houses in the village were lit up, Shen Bing and I hurried out of the mountain. We climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath, and found no one chasing us, so we sat down and rested with peace of mind.
Shen Bing panted and asked, "What's going on with these female ghosts? Why do they thank you when you throw coins?"
The girl was curious just now. She didn't have time to ask because she was running. Now she couldn't wait to know the answer. So I told her about the ghost actor. I had heard from my father that my grandfather had encountered a similar situation when he was away. Because actors were a derogatory term in the old days, their status was very low, and they were often bullied in the underworld. Therefore, many actors felt that they were despised in their lifetime, and after death they would rather stay in the world as lonely ghosts than go to the underworld and be bullied by ghosts.
People are divided into groups, and things are gathered together. After the actors died, their ghosts gathered together and formed a troupe that was even larger than when they were alive. As I said just now, this group of ghost actors was just a small gang, but the leader gave me a feeling that he was not simple. He actually knew the ghost skills of our Xi family.
But speaking of it, I am more interested in this urn. From what the dead woman said, this is one of their sisters. Why did the big-foot fairy withhold the ashes of an actor? Withholding the ashes will not allow the other party to go to the underworld and reincarnate. If this ghost is unforgivable, either kill him or persuade him to reincarnate. Withholding the ashes is not a solution.
I put the urn on the ground, turned on the flashlight and shone it on the porcelain jar. Before I could see the shape clearly, a sharp gust of wind suddenly hit me from behind. I was startled and didn't have time to think too much. I jumped forward to avoid the attack from behind. But the flashlight in my left hand was hit by a hidden weapon, and it flew out of my hand with a "ding" sound, rolling down the hillside.
Shen Bing gave a light shout, threw the copper coin sword forward, and then ran over to help me.
"Don't worry about me, just protect yourself." I shook her hand off and got up from the ground. Before I could stand still, I felt a cold wind blowing in my face. A black shadow appeared in front of me silently and punched me on the tip of my nose.
Shen Bing kicked from the side, and I leaned back at the critical moment and reached out to grab the opponent's wrist. If I had grabbed the wrist, it would have been broken immediately. But the man was very smart and didn't give us a chance. He dodged and retreated, bent down to pick up the urn on the ground, and turned around and ran away.
Damn it, the enemy came for this thing, and forced us to move aside so that they could take the things. I thought to myself, you bastard are so brave, you dare to touch us, you must be tired of living. But this bastard is really good, and he made me dodge twice in a row just now, proving that he is not a cheap guy.
While I was thinking about this, the man had already rushed out. He was fast, but I wasn't slow either. I immediately grabbed his feet with both hands and pulled them back. The bastard immediately lost his balance and fell forward. Shen Bing quickly rushed in front of him and grabbed the porcelain jar before he and the porcelain jar fell to the ground.
Good job, girl. I was worried that the urn would break. That would be troublesome. I flipped my hand again, causing the bastard to flip over involuntarily. His legs became twisted and he groaned in pain. He suddenly kicked back, catching my buddy off guard. I didn't expect that he could still kick people even in this state.
So my buddy got kicked in the head. The bastard's kick was pretty hard, and it almost blew my head apart. I let go and rolled to the side, holding my head with both hands. I felt dizzy and lost. I heard Shen Bing yelling and then started fighting with the bastard. I flapped my head and saw two black shadows in front of me, fighting happily. As for Shen Bing's skills, I still trust her, so I don't have to worry too much about her.
But just as I got up, Shen Bing groaned and was used by the other party. Sweat, why are you so weak? I was praising you just now.
"Bumpkin, catch the urn!" She was in mid-air, shouting and throwing the urn over.
I flew over to catch it, and the bastard followed, and we met in the air. He swung his fist at me, and I dodged it by tilting my head, and stretched out my fingers to use Shen Bing's unique skill of "cha cha cha"! The bastard didn't expect me to use such a rogue trick, and was immediately poked by my fingers, covering his eyes and screaming as he fell to the ground. I laughed loudly, caught the urn that was about to touch the ground, and twisted my body to stand on the ground.
This bastard was afraid that I would take the opportunity to attack him, so he rolled back and stood up, standing three meters away from me. Although it was dark, I could vaguely see the outline of this person. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. This person looked like the black shadow I saw when I pushed open the Yin-Yang Gate from the inside!
He snorted coldly, leaped upside down, and instantly disappeared into the darkness. Damn, he ran away, so cowardly.
Shen Bing ran over breathlessly and asked, "Why did he run away?"
"He clearly knows he can't beat us, so why is he fighting? If he doesn't run away, he'd be a fool!" I said unhappily, looking at the direction he disappeared.
"He dares to snatch things from the two of us. He is a fool." Shen Bing gave the other party this title without any hesitation.
"Get a flashlight." I held out my hand to her.
Shen Bing took out a flashlight from her bag, turned it on and handed it to me, shining it into the urn in her arms. The urn was black, with a very rough glaze, and it was obvious that it was made by the locals themselves. The wooden plug at the mouth of the urn was sealed with two yellow talismans, which were authentic and genuine talismans for sealing ghosts. It seemed that there were not only ashes inside, but also the soul of the owner of the ashes.
The Big Foot Fairy was so careful to seal the altar with a talisman and buried it under his bed. This ghost must be very difficult to deal with. For a moment, I didn't dare to open the yellow talisman casually, for fear that the ghost would run out and be difficult to control.
Shen Bing suddenly thought of an idea and said, "Seal it with a red string and smear some of your dog blood. Wouldn't that scare the ghost away from coming out? I can also remove the cork to see what kind of ghost is inside."
Hey, you know what, this is a good idea. She didn't learn the magic in vain, even though it was a simple magic, it was quite right. I touched her beautiful head and said, "Well, you have improved. I will use your dog blood to paint it later."
"Bah, I'm a beauty, okay? You're the dog..."
We first tied a red string into a five-pointed star shape on the altar, and smeared blood on the red string, of course, it was our brother's blood. Then we pinched our fingers and chanted a few soul-soothing spells, and gently peeled off the two yellow talismans. It was a little difficult to remove the cork, because it was pressed under the red string, and we couldn't break or tangle the red string.
Women's hands are very skillful. Shen Bing did this kind of water grinding. She used the tip of the dagger to lift the cork out little by little, and then took it out from the center of the red rope. We couldn't hide our curiosity and looked into this mysterious urn...