Chapter 17: It Doesn't Take Three Minutes
Mu Yunjun knew that this ritual was over, and those bamboos did have some faint blood yin aura on them. This bloody ghost was brought back from hiding on these bamboos.
Seeing that the people above were about to start packing up, Mu Yunjun turned around and turned his head. I saw that Satsuki was already asleep in bed.
I took my phone and looked at the time, and it was already past one o'clock in the morning. If she normally wouldn't have to go back, but not today, she has to go back.
This terrible ghost who was driven away by the white-haired old man, its nest is not far from his home. and her sister's physique, even if there is an old man guarding her at home, she is still not at ease.
Because this terrible ghost has been injured, and urgently needs blood and soul to heal his wounds. Her sister's physique is also quite special, and it will be troublesome if this ghost thing discovers her sister's existence in a hurry. With its ferocity, even an old man who has been in the ghost path for more than a hundred years may not be an opponent.
She patted Satsuki on the shoulder: "Satsuki, Satsuki? I'll go back first, you get up and close the door. β
"Hmm...... Well? Are you going back? Xiao Yue opened her eyes in a bit of confusion and looked at her in confusion.
Mu Yunjun nodded and walked out of the room: "Well, I'll text you when I get home." β
Seeing her walk to the door, Xiao Yue realized that Mu Yunjun was not joking, so she could only get up in a daze: "Oh." β
The feeling of being woken up just after falling asleep was really sleepy. In fact, her consciousness is still half-awake, and the movements of her body are completely due to her usual instinctive habits. After sending Mu Yunjun out of the door lightly, Xiao Yue turned around and returned to her bed to lie down and continue to sleep.
At this time, she was so sleepy that she didn't know the east, south, west, and north.
After Mu Yunjun went out, every household in the village was actually blacked out now. Except for Uncle Glasses' house, who is now packing up his things, the surroundings are silent and pitch black.
In a flash, she jumped into the dark road and ran quickly towards the entrance of the village.
After the white-haired old man was almost finished packing up his things, Uncle Glasses also walked out. His wife was sleeping peacefully, but he had to come out and ask about the situation.
"How? Master Lin, when will my wife wake up? Can I wake up and get back to normal? Uncle Glasses was still holding the talisman bowl that the white-haired old man brought him in just now.
The white-haired old man is also called Lin Zhongyi. Everyone usually calls him Baimaogong, but when they ask him to do something, they will call him Master Lin.
Lin Zhongyi was holding a cloth bag and stuffing his belongings into the bag. Bian said to Uncle Glasses: "Tomorrow at noon, when the sun is full, you will be able to wake up." But the body may weaken for a few days, and the mental consciousness will return. Don't worry, that thing was driven away by the door god I invited to your house just now, and it was injured, so it won't come to your house for the time being. But I won't let him run away and continue to hurt people, tell me where the bamboo came from? β
Uncle Glasses looked at the bamboo he was pointing to, and said, "Oh, this is the small bamboo forest that my father planted next to the elementary school before, and it is the small bamboo forest next to the two fish ponds." I went to chop a few sticks two days ago and came back to prepare for them, but my wife had an accident the night I cut them back. β
Hearing him say that it was the small bamboo forest around the elementary school, Lin Zhongyi frowned slightly. But he nodded quietly: "Well, okay." I know. β
After he finished saying that, he put on his back, turned around and drove his little golden turtle out of the village. Well, it's a relatively short small-wheeled battery motorcycle, and the shape is actually very few women's, and the feeling of a little beetle worm with a round head and a round brain. But being ridden up by an old man with gray hair, the scene is simply ...... It's hard to put into words.
Fortunately, this little beetle is blue, not the kind of pink and yellow, otherwise it will be even more spicy to the eyes. And this white-haired old man has been riding for many years, and everyone has long been used to it.
And when Lin Zhongyi rode his little cutie towards the elementary school, Mu Yunjun had already copied the path and rushed towards the rubber plantation in front of his house.
Her long, vertical hair fluttered back in the night, and a short, black skeleton lay on top of her head.
Xiaoyue's village was more than a thousand meters away from Mu Yunjun's elementary school, so Mu Yunjun copied the path and chased after him very quickly. In less than ten seconds, she appeared in the small bamboo forest.
- You have to hurry, or the white-haired old man will be there.
Mu Yunjun replied calmly: His little cutie is not so fast, and it will take at least three minutes to get here! That's enough!
After arriving at the small bamboo forest, she immediately dodged to the edge of the big bamboo. shouted in his heart at the head of the bamboo: Come out!
On this big night, she can't just speak out. Otherwise, if someone passes by in the middle of the night and hears it, you think it's a ghost! Well, if you hear it, it's really a ghost!
Under the root of this bamboo, a messy and impetuous bloody aura permeated, and a cold chill showed bursts of frost and mist within a radius of two hundred meters around. It makes the dark night scenery even more eerie.
"Roarβ"
In response to Mu Yunjun, there was a strange roar, which seemed to come from the wind. Like a monster and like a beast, and very harsh.
Mu Yunjun said coldly in his heart: Don't think that if you hide below, I can't do anything about you. Sister, I'm very rough!
After speaking, she suddenly stretched out her hand, her five fingers bent into a claw shape, and scratched at the few chopped bamboos.
She squinted her eyes when she held out her hand. Staring at the blood-red breath, he said in his heart: Come here!
Then, the blood-red aura under the root of the big bamboo immediately became agitated, and began to twist into various shapes and float towards the hand that Mu Yunjun stretched out. But it leaned towards Mu Yunjun's hand, but it pulled outward.
It was obviously reluctant to lean towards Mu Yunjun, but it couldn't control itself.
Because Mu Yunjun had a huge suction force on his hand, he was sucking it through.
"Roar-" After its blood-red aura converged towards Mu Yunjun's hand, the surrounding frost mist also quickly converged towards this place.
Soon, Mu Yunjun's five-clawed hand suddenly tightened. A head appeared in her hand, and she was clutching the man's thick neck. He wore a strange military hat on his head, his face was bloody, and his two blood-red eyes were wide open. His mouth opened unusually wide, and his facial features were stretched open by his wide open mouth and became a little deformed and distorted.
The hat on this ghost's head Mu Yunjun has seen on TV, and it is the background of the Anti-Japanese War. It looks like a style from decades ago, and it's not their country's army!
"Roar-ah-@#Β₯%*& amp; %*& amp; #@......" At this time, the head of the person who was controlled by Mu Yunjun suddenly twitched and shouted a foreign language, and then the blood-covered face glared at Mu Yunjun viciously, and he bared his teeth and cracked his mouth at her.