Chapter 39 Burning the Bowl

Chen Qingya was slightly stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a strange look, he touched his chin and looked at me and asked, "You think I was ...... Got ghosted? ”

"Isn't it?"

I stared at him, knowing that there was danger here, and I came in here unusually, obviously the message I didn't send on my phone said that there was danger, but when I appeared, there was nothing, who was it if it wasn't Qingyue possessed by him?

"Qingyue, this is your business with me, let my friend go first." I said solemnly.

Chen Qingya touched her nose and looked helpless, "Okay, it's still unclear what happened, I suddenly met ...... outside just now A little bit of a situation, when this matter in the village is resolved, I will explain this matter to you, but for now...... You see......"

He said and flipped his hand and came out with a talisman, I have seen him use this kind of talisman before, it is a more powerful exorcism talisman, but he directly attached it to his chest, but there was no reaction at all, it seemed that he just pasted a piece of paper, I was slightly stunned.

"If I'm possessed by a ghost, I will never be able to resist this talisman, do you think I am possessed?" He said helplessly.

My brow furrowed, and from his countenance, there was indeed no sign of possession, could it be that I had misjudged? Qingyue didn't possess Chen Qingya?

And what about the fleeting white figure I just saw at the entrance of the village? I'm 90% sure of Qingyue's ghost, but it's also nearby, and Chen Qingya, who is a Taoist master, didn't find it?

These doubts forced me to point the finger at him.

"Something's wrong? Tell me first, at the entrance of the village, did you see that white figure? I asked.

Chen Qingya was silent for a moment and nodded.

It seems that when he encountered danger, he met Qingyue's ghost, but Qingyue's ghost did not do anything to Chen Qingya, so Chen Qingya didn't have anything to do, but the two of them said something, which caused Chen Qingya to enter this village unusually.

So what will the Qingyue ghost say to Chen Qingya? The key is, how could Chen Qingya listen to Qingyue's words? I was about to ask, but Chen Qingya hurriedly said, "Don't ask yet, I'll tell you when this matter in the village is resolved." ”

I hesitated and nodded, making sure that he was not possessed by Qingyue's ghost, I moved closer to him, and Chen Qingya smiled helplessly.

There was silence on both sides, and then I began to ask him what he had just said, and he seemed to use my fortune-telling skills.

Chen Qingya nodded, "Well, although the human bowl contained in the clay pot below can't come out to harm people, but the people in the village have offended the human bowl, that is, they have offended the owner of the human bowl, so what we really want to solve is the owner of the human bowl...... But ......"

As he spoke, I just told me about the child I saw in the ancestral hall just now, Chen Qingya's face changed slightly, "That's no wonder, there are only seven of these people, which means that the master should be ten years old at most, and what we have to deal with should be the child ghost you said in your mouth...... Don't you see that in some cemeteries, there are hundreds of people buried with them, and those are the tragic ......"

"Let's not talk about these for now, that child ghost must be a little bit of a way, if you want to solve it completely, I'm afraid the methods I just said are still not enough, at a critical time, if this child ghost comes out, you may need to look at its face to tell me what to do." Chen Qingya continued.

I nodded.

The two of us had been waiting here for a long time, the sun was already shining, and I began to notice that the seven clay pots in the pit were all a little smoking, and there was a black liquid coming out of the mouth of the sealed clay pots, and the stench was so disgusting that it looked very disgusting.

I asked if it could be solved by just drying it at night, Chen Qingya shook her head, "It's good that it's so simple, this kind of thing is too resentful, the sun can only burn them, to completely destroy them, you must use peach wood and gasoline to burn ...... during the day."

At this time, the old man village chief finally came back with people, they carried peach wood and gasoline, but Chen Qingya specifically mentioned the black dog, but there was no, the old man village chief helplessly said that he had searched the whole village, and even asked in several villages next door, there were no purebred black dogs.

He said this, which made Chen Qingya's face ugly, "There are a lot of black dogs with miscellaneous hair, but purebred black dogs are indeed difficult to find, if there is none, there will be no one, let's move first, first take out nine peach trees, sharpen one end, and then insert them around this deep pit to prevent the leakage of resentment when it will burn......

Chen Qingya spoke, and everyone began to get busy, taking a knife and starting to cut the peach wood.

And Chen Qingya whispered in my ear, "It's troublesome, there is no black dog blood, and what I brought on my body is simply not enough to extinguish that thing's ,......."

Hearing him say this, I suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly asked what should I do?

Chen Qingya stared at the clay pot in the pit for a while, and then whispered, "I'll drive back now to get something, about three hours to come back, but when I come back, it should already be three or four o'clock in the afternoon, at that time the sun's effect on these things will become very low and low, you watch the time, as long as it is four o'clock and I haven't come back, you will throw the remaining peach wood into it and pour gasoline to burn!" ”

I nodded, since there is no key black dog blood, then I can only divide the labor.

"When it matters, use the wooden sword in your hand, this sword is unusual."

Chen Qingya said and left quickly, and I looked down at the wooden sword in my hand, the old man and several other people were a little surprised when they saw this, and after they looked at each other, the old man and the village chief came over and asked me, "What is the master going to do?" ”

Chen Qingya is now their backbone, and his sudden departure naturally made the old man and the village chief a little panicked, thinking that Chen Qingya had flinched.

I said it was okay, he was hungry and went out to eat, the old man nodded with relief, and they continued to work, and I began to throw the peach wood into the deep pit, I don't know if the people inside had a sense or what, I always felt a slight sound in my ears, like the sound of a ghost crying wolf, which made my back sweat.

Staring at the clay pots in the deep pit, more and more black liquid flowed out of these clay pots, and under the sunlight, like asphalt, squirming slightly, it looked very weird.

After more than twenty minutes, nine peach trees have been inserted around the deep pit, and these people's faces are pale, obviously they have heard some sounds, I quickly asked them to keep their minds, but don't let these sounds affect their minds, otherwise if something suddenly comes out, it will be troublesome.

Time passed little by little, the sun began to slowly fall from the most poisonous, it was about to sunset, the temperature began to drop, I took a look at the time, it was already half past three, and Chen Qingya had not come back, the old man village chief who was sweating profusely walked over, "The master hasn't come back yet, it's getting dark......

Everyone has common sense that ghosts can't come out during the day, but they can at night.

I was silent for a moment and said, "Here, take a hand and start pouring gasoline." ”

When I opened my mouth so suddenly, the people present began to pour gasoline into the pit in groups, and the gasoline came down with a bang, poof, puff, puff, as if water was dripping from the red-hot iron plate.

"Ah...... Ah......h

The clay pots below began to move, swaying from side to side like tumblers, such a strange scene, naturally made everyone present frightened enough, these clay pots made a sound of struggle, this sound is the sound of children being locked up for a long, long time, struggling to come out, making everyone creepy.

I looked up at the sun, the sun was not hot, I stared at the time, four o'clock had arrived, I gritted my teeth and said to light the fire, one of them took out a lighter, lit a small piece of wood in his hand, but the small wood was just ignited, and when he was about to throw it in, the man fell to the ground without warning, foaming at the mouth and convulsed violently.

At this moment, including the old man and the village chief, they were all startled, and the old man and the village chief said tremblingly, "Master, what's going on?" ”

For a while, everyone didn't dare to take out the lighter.

"Drag him away."

I took a deep breath and let out a low sigh, and ran over with a brisk walk, picked up the little piece of wood that the man had lit, and threw it directly into the pit where the gasoline had been poured.

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