That family lived in the south of the village, so we didn't need to go into the village. We walked along a river bank on the west side of the village to the south end. Then we turned east into a small path, walked a few dozen meters, and stopped near that family's house. The sorcerer was not an ordinary Yin-Yang master, and he had a ghost in his hands. We were carrying magic tools to catch ghosts, so we were afraid that we would be discovered if we walked outside his house.
We hid behind a big tree and whispered. In the dark night, the house in front looked lonely and out of place with the other houses. It was shrouded in a layer of gloomy black air. Lu Fei and I both opened our Yin-Yang eyes and discussed that Lu Fei and Shen Bing would stay here to meet us while Lao Yan and I went in.
They both objected, but I said that I could handle it by myself, and that we didn't need so many people. Besides, the human fetus ghosts are very smart, and if one escapes, it will be easy for it to escape without anyone to intercept it. When they heard what I said was reasonable, they stopped arguing and waited outside.
Old Yan and I pasted moxa leaves on our foreheads, and wrapped the magic tools in our bags with moxa leaves, and then crouched and slid forward. This situation reminded me of the first time I entered the landlord's old house in the provincial capital, but now I have Old Yan with me, and I feel very relaxed. If we work together, there is nothing to be afraid of.
But we still underestimated the other party. When we arrived at the door of the house, we suddenly heard a "ding-ling-ling" sound from inside, which was extremely harsh and abrupt at night and could be heard from far away. Damn his second uncle, the owner inside is extraordinary. I quickly exchanged a glance with Old Yan, and he put on his sunglasses. Then we climbed the wall on the left and right, and suddenly the door of the house creaked and opened inwards!
A chilly chill surged out from the door and brushed over our bodies, and we both couldn't help but shiver.
I didn't see any ghosts, I only saw a dark mist floating deep inside the gate, like a sea of clouds and fog. Damn, this is too outrageous, do you think it's a ghost movie, deliberately creating such a gloomy scene and making a smoke screen? It's pretty damn scary. If it's accompanied by a piece of music from a ghost movie, the kind of woo woo, it would be even more amazing.
Old Yan pushed down his sunglasses, looked up at me and said, "Come in."
I nodded. We have been discovered. It would be foolish to jump over the wall. I clenched eight copper coins in my hand and touched the incense in my bag. The Fire Bell Curse has now become one of the indispensable means of saving my life.
We walked side by side into the door, and the black fog drifted to both sides. But when we entered the sea of fog, we felt cold all over. Looking back, it was like being trapped in an ocean, with no end in sight. Everything outside the door turned into a world of black air. My scalp was numb, and I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart. How many ghosts are living in here? The ghost aura is so strong!
You really have to be careful, otherwise if you take a wrong step, you will easily be lured into a place called "ghostly maze", which is similar to a ghost wall, but a hundred times more severe than a ghost wall. You will never be able to get out until you enter the road to the underworld.
Because the ghostly aura was too strong, the flashlight was no longer effective. Just like in the police station, visibility was very limited, so it was better to save some electricity. The scene in the yard was not very clear, but it was roughly a quadrangle. The quadrangle courtyards in the countryside are relatively simple, with only the main room being very tall, and the other three side rooms being low and simple, used as granaries or kitchens.
The whole house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Coupled with such a gloomy and eerie atmosphere, I felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on my heart and I couldn't breathe.
Old Yan pushed his sunglasses down, and through the glasses he could only see whether there were ghosts, but he could not see anything else.
"Meow" a sudden cat cry broke the dead silence, and Lao Yan and I were both startled. "Whoosh" a short black shadow rushed past and pounced on the steps of the main hall. It's really a cat! Damn, what kind of psychological tactics is the master playing? If you want to do it, do it quickly. This is simply a torture!
As soon as the cat ran up the steps, it suddenly let out a rather shrill scream, which in the middle of the night made Old Yan and I shudder, and our hair almost fell off. I vaguely saw the kitten twisting a few times on the steps, and as the screams stopped, its body also stopped moving.