Fortunately, there were taxis so late, so I stopped one and got in. When the driver heard that we were going to Longlou Town, he didn't want to leave the city again. Moreover, I was covered in mud and looked very embarrassed, which made the driver even more wary. I didn't have much cash on me at the moment, only two hundred yuan, but I couldn't impress him. Fuck him, I gritted my teeth, called San Ya from the small white flag, and sat in the front seat.
"Big brother, riding in a car is so comfortable!"
The driver suddenly saw a little female ghost in the middle of the night. He was almost scared to death. He screamed and tried to open the car door to escape, but I pulled him back: "Drive. My little sister hasn't eaten anything today, you'd better behave yourself."
"Yes, I'm so hungry. I haven't been given anything to eat all day." San Ya said naively.
"Ah!" the driver yelled again, shaking like a sieve, and had no strength to drive. I smiled secretly and said to San Ya, "I'll find you something to eat later." Then I took the flag back from her.
"Drive, or the little sister will come out to look for food."
The driver was so scared that he was shaking as he drove out. Under the intimidation of the ghost, the guy didn't dare to play any tricks and drove the car out of Longlou Town. I knew that the enemy would guess that I was coming, so I had set a trap long ago. I couldn't go directly into the town, so I got off outside the town. I gave the driver a hundred yuan, which should be enough for the fare.
But he didn't dare to accept it. He said to me with a look of horror: "Uncle, please forgive me. This is not ghost money, right?" It turned out that he thought I was a ghost!
I almost fainted. How am I a big shot? I smiled at him and said, "I'll keep the money for the underworld, and I'll give you the RMB. I have nowhere to spend it." I threw the money on the seat and got off the bus.
The taxi immediately turned around and drove back like a rocket. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
At this moment, I was standing a few hundred meters away from the east side of the town. Looking from afar, the whole town was pitch black, without even a single light. This was unlikely. It wasn't too late. It was pitch black like a ghost cave, very strange! At this moment, the Yin-Yang eyes lost their effectiveness. I took out the eye-dotting pen and opened my eyes. When I looked over again, a thick layer of black air covered the sky above the town.
This layer of black air should not be from the big guys in the Twelve-Layer Ghost Dragon Tower. The deep cave hides the dragon and will not reveal its breath. It must be from the turtles in the Hundred Ghosts Congratulations Group. They are not scary. What is scary is these organization members. They have guns in their hands. This is what gives me the most headache.
I walked a few steps forward, thinking that there might be ambushes at all the entrances to the town, and I couldn't just walk in. I looked at the wheat fields on both sides of the road. The wheat was ripe and in the harvest period, so I could use it as a cover to sneak into the town. I dodged into the furrows between the wheat fields, crawled down, and crawled forward.
While climbing, I took things out of my bag. Damn, the mugwort leaves were gone. Without this stuff, how could I hide from the eyes and ears of the ghosts? But God didn't let me go. There happened to be a bunch of fragrant mugwort planted next to a field in front of me. This was all prepared for the Dragon Boat Festival. In our area, some people will plant mugwort at home or on the edge of the field. On the Dragon Boat Festival, they will make mugwort leaves into sachets and hang them on the door or chest to ward off evil spirits.
I gathered a handful of moxa leaves, put them in my bag, and stuck one on the spiritual orifice on my forehead. This way, when I crawled through the fields, the ghosts would not be able to detect my presence.
Then I clenched eight copper coins in my hand, which could not only drive away ghosts, but also be used as money darts to hit people when necessary. I also prepared the pipe and the yellow talisman that matched it. Fortunately, Old Yan gave me a stack of yellow talismans, otherwise I would have almost run out of ammunition and food. Without the yellow talisman, the pipe would not be able to exert its power.
Crawling forward, I touched the pipe and thought about what Fu Xueman said, that I killed the dead bat. I could never figure out the answer to this question. At that time, Old Yan and Shen Bing had fled downstairs, leaving only Qu Mo and I at the scene, and the situation was quite embarrassing. It was a miracle that we were not killed by the dead bat and the mysterious man. How could we kill the dead bat
I suddenly remembered that at the last moment, I sucked all the sparks into my mouth, and then the dead bat disappeared. Could it be that the pipe killed the dead bat? The more I thought about it, the more strange it seemed. I couldn't resist the urge to pull open the pipe and see what was inside the silver foil.
I carefully peeled off the foil and turned it over. In the dark, I could vaguely see that there might be some patterns on it, but I couldn't tell what they were. However, there was a purple light flashing, which looked very strange. I took a closer look and was immediately startled. I almost dropped the pipe.
The purple bright spot turned out to be the face of a dead bat. Although it was very small, only as big as a little fingernail, it was clearly visible. It was grinning at me with a vicious look!