But she grabbed me and said, "Don't go that way. There's nothing in there. This way."
I couldn't help but feel angry and amused. It seemed that she thought I was a colleague, and we were all here to steal things. I pushed her away and said, "Sister, I'm here to look for ghosts. We are not the same kind of people."
When the elder sister heard the word "ghost", she trembled with fear and quickly whispered: "Keep your voice down..."
There were two "sizzle" sounds, and the light went out again. It seemed that the evil spirit was unhappy because I told the truth, so it turned off the light for me.
This time I raised the yellow talisman in my hand and chanted the spell loudly. As the talisman burned, the light came on again. I thought the elder sister would be surprised that a country bumpkin like me could do this. She would compliment me, but she sneered and said, "I only know that you burn talismans when you encounter ghosts. Try something new."
Sister, why are you exactly like Shen Bing? I really want to bang my head against the wall!
"Come on, take the things down quickly." She took a few quick steps forward and pushed open a door.
I thought to myself, you can take it yourself, I can't go along with you. I took out a small white flag from my bag and let it go, I must find this damn thing tonight. Suddenly, the eldest sister screamed "Ah", covered her face and ran out of the room, and immediately got into my arms.
Well, although you are a little old and your figure is not that great, you have a lot in common with Shen Bing. If you throw yourself into my arms, I can still reluctantly accept it.
At this time, the little white flag flew directly to the door and went in. Oh, it turned out that this elder sister really encountered a ghost in there.
"Don't be afraid, sister. I'll go and take care of that dead ghost." He pushed her away.
The eldest sister opened her panda eyes wide, still frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "It, it's so scary. Besides, why didn't you follow me in, you bastard?"
I was convinced by her, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, I didn't say anything, and went straight to the door. As soon as I got there, the lights went out again. It seemed that this damn thing was going to fight back. I didn't bother burning talismans, because using too much magic would also consume my energy. I turned on the flashlight, and my elder sister followed me tremblingly. I handed her the flashlight and said, "Wait at the door, I'll go in and catch the ghost!"
"Then hurry up, and don't use the Fire Bell Curse. It's very evil here and you're afraid of seeing fire!" my elder sister reminded me.
I was stunned, turned back to look into her eyes, and asked her curiously: "How do you know I can cast the Fire Bell Spell?"
"Ah, this, I was just guessing. Which wizard doesn't know how to use this?" Her pair of black eyes rolled around in her eye sockets, clearly trying to hide something.
The Fire Bell Spell is a high-level spell. Apart from me, few people can use incense to produce such a powerful effect. This elder sister's words are particularly suspicious. At this moment, I didn't have time to think about it. I followed the light and saw that the room was an office with two desks and a row of filing cabinets against the wall. The small white flag was hanging between the desk and the filing cabinet, spinning non-stop. It seemed that the dead thing was there.
I didn't need to go into the house. I threw out the copper coins and chanted a spell. Eight copper coins flew rapidly under the little white flag, instantly forming the shape of the Eight Diagrams, emitting a brilliant yellow light. I pinched the magic formula with my right hand, mobilized the spirit-refining and emptiness-returning Taoist energy, and pushed hard at the copper coins!
The copper coin formation emitted a bright yellow light, its power greatly increased compared to before, and the whole room was lit up.
Immediately, a shrill scream was heard coming from the room. It was so heartbreaking that it could be heard from far away. I'm afraid that everyone in the entire ward building could hear it.
As a stream of blood quickly rushed to the door of the house, I also saw an old female ghost with disheveled hair, grinning, staring with vicious eyes, and rushing towards me desperately. Damn, it turned out to be that old woman. After all, the old ones are still the best. Even after death, the ghosts are still fierce.