Qu Mo nodded, and continued, "The painting tells a story about an ancient scholar who was lying on the bed and dreaming. He dreamed of having a relationship with a fairy..." He fell silent here.
I wondered why she stopped telling the story. This girl is a master storyteller and always leaves the audience in suspense at the key points. I looked back at her and saw that her face was red and she was looking down, wondering what she was thinking.
When she saw me looking at her, she hurriedly turned her head and brushed her hair with her hands. Her posture was very graceful and moving. I heard her continue, "He dreamed of sleeping with a fairy... and from then on he had sweet dreams all the time, and finally... he died." She spoke in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible.
It's just a dream of making love with a fairy. I do it every day. I guess it happens more than once a night. How can an ordinary person bear it? It would be strange if he didn't die of exhaustion. What's there to be ashamed of? Just treat me as a woman.
I thought she had finished talking, so I was about to ask her about what happened last night, but she continued, "There are a lot of things buried around the cemetery..." At this point, her face turned red and she didn't say any more.
I was so anxious. What on earth was buried? It took so much effort to explain a few words. However, I looked at her shy expression, touched my nose and guessed about 70% of it. I asked her: "Are there things buried around like the tree outside the cave?" I don't know why, but after asking this question, my heart started beating.
She uttered a soft "hmm" and nodded.
I understand. This is a man who was possessed by an evil spirit. He had sex with fairies in his dreams every night, over and over again, and eventually he died. Then his body was buried in this cave, and a large number of male genitals were buried around the stone tomb. It was probably a kind of folk sacrificial evil magic to replenish the body of this male ghost.
However, I am not sure whether the ghost making trouble here is this male ghost. I can only know it after I catch it. But this thing is too powerful. I don’t have enough confidence to deal with it.
In order to avoid this awkward atmosphere, I changed the subject and asked her what happened to her strange behavior last night.
She immediately regained her composure, frowned and said, "It may be because the evil spirit in my body has been attacked by a lot of Yin energy. It has never shown its true face in ten years. Suddenly, at that moment last night, it showed up in my mind! It squeezed my mind into a corner. I watched it make strange gestures and fled towards the canyon. When it got under the big tree, it and I couldn't hold on. The Yin energy rushed to our brains and we fainted."
I nodded, thinking that the evil in her body had always been lurking, as if it had merged with her body and was always controlled by her. But when it was awakened by the invasion of ghost energy from the outside world, it would of course become crazy and unreasonable.
"You saw it, what is it?" I asked, staring at Qu Mo.
Qu Mo looked up at me warily and said, "I, I didn't see it clearly."
Her eyes betrayed her, she was clearly lying. This was her privacy, and she hadn't harmed anyone to the point where I had to intervene, so there was no need to get to the bottom of it.
I said to her, "You don't have to tell me. If you really want to drive the evil spirit out of your body, I'll help you find a way when we get home."
Qu Mo nodded vigorously and looked at me with trusting eyes. That sincerity made me feel uneasy. Another girl trusted me as much as Shen Bing did. I was scared!