Chapter 49: Spiritualism and Photography
I was shocked and frightened, and my first instinct was that I had messed with something unclean.
Since I met Zhang Xiaoya, I know that my physique is yin, and it is easiest to summon yin and accept evil, and these two little dolls must be the souls in the hotel.
I've never been so close to a ghost, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I was so frightened, that feeling, it's hard to describe.
My brain went blank for an instant, and I was stunned for more than ten seconds before I thought of struggling to get up.
But the Xiang Qi in my body could only make me regain consciousness, and my whole body seemed to be numbed by these two ghosts, and I broke out in a cold sweat, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't move.
Originally, I didn't want to call Zhang Xiaoya, because I was afraid that she was not the opponent of these two ghosts, but in this situation, it was not okay not to call her.
I communicated my mind with the Huai Lingmu people, and asked Zhang Xiaoya to appear quickly.
These two ghosts can control my body, but they can't control my consciousness.
The air next to me shook, and Zhang Xiaoya immediately appeared beside me, and when she saw this, she was also startled, and immediately went to pull the ghost doll that held my head.
The ghost doll didn't ask, but still lay on my head.
Zhang Xiaoya dragged it desperately like a Lori saw her brother being bullied.
As long as I can drag him away and my body can move, I will use my innate left hand to help, and I must not let these two ghosts hurt Zhang Xiaoya.
I didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoya screamed "ahhhh
What is it?
Although I felt that there was something above my head, I couldn't care so much, and when Zhang Xiaoya ripped the little ghost holding my feet apart and turned into a mist to disperse, I saw a strange paper figure attached to the ghost doll pressing my legs.
This paper figure is very small, as small as the wooden figure on my chest, after the two ghost dolls are dispersed, Zhang Xiaoya went to pull the paper figure on the top of my head and the soles of my feet, and she can shake the rag doll, and she actually pulled the paper figure away.
It was only after she removed the paper figures from the top of my head and the soles of my feet that my numb and non-stop body slowly regained consciousness.
Seeing that my hands and feet could move, the nervous Zhang Xiaoya stretched his brows and asked me in jerky words if I was okay.
She was more worried than I was, I sat up and smiled at her, "Thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how long I would have been going to sleep." ”
When I looked at the two paper figures again, I found that they were extremely delicately cut, with strange runes painted on both sides of the chest, and red dots like cinnabar on the top of the head and navel.
I thought it was a ghost in the hotel just now, but now it seems that someone deliberately didn't want me to wake up.
As soon as my mind became active, I immediately thought of the two grandsons of the Lockdown God Operator, and I am sure that they were definitely the ones who did it.
These two paper figures, were they released when they shook hands yesterday?
Why didn't I see anything unusual at the time, did they wander and hide on their own?
What are these two paper figures, not ghosts, but they have the ability to make ghosts press the bed?
If it weren't for the Xiangqi in my body and the small teeth in my body, I don't know how long I would have slept this night.
A wave of anger came out of my heart, these two people were really too much, because of a little conflict, they wanted me not to participate in this calculation competition.
They don't know that this matching contest is extremely important to me.
However, after only a few seconds, my anger suddenly turned to panic.
Oh my god, it's eight-o-ten!
It's almost an hour's bus ride from my accommodation to the venue of the competition, and the race is still 20 minutes away!
I was so anxious that a carp got up from the bed, I didn't care about washing my face and brushing my teeth, I rushed down from upstairs, and even Zhang Xiaoya caught up with me and threw myself into the Huaimu Spirit.
I didn't dare to take the bus anymore, so I hurriedly called a taxi and told the master the venue for the competition, and asked him to drive quickly.
This master was also very cooperative, but after driving for a few miles, he encountered a traffic jam during the rush hour at work, so he reluctantly stopped.
I held my head and thought, "It's over." ”
At this time, Su Luo called me and asked why I hadn't arrived yet.
I said that I got up late, so I heard Su Luo complain over there, "My brother, it will be bright at four o'clock this day, and you have slept until now?" ”
I didn't have time to explain to her, saying that I was blocked now, and asked her how it was over there.
Su Luo said that she was ready to be grouped, she sighed and said don't worry, she went to her grandfather to see if she could divide me into a lower group.
Ten minutes later, Su Luo called and said that her grandfather had gone to find it, and people had also bought his grandfather's face, but he didn't promise to get to the end, and asked you to rush over before nine o'clock, otherwise he would abstain.
I thanked Su Luo, and my heart was a little less anxious.
Looking at the paper figure in my hand, I suddenly wanted to call the little Taoist priest and ask him what it was.
After the phone was connected, the little Taoist priest was very excited, and the first thing he said was, "Master Luo, is it the top leader?!" I knew I was right! ”
The cold sweat on my head was about to flow down, and I told him that it was not, saying that I had encountered something evil, and told the little Taoist priest about the situation of being held down by the paper man just now.
The little Taoist priest on the other end of the phone said with a questioning "oh", asked a few more details, and heyed, "I didn't expect there to be this technique in the Xuanmen." ”
I asked him what he was doing.
He said meaningfully, "Paper ghost art, some people also call it paper fairy art!" In Toei, it's called Shikikjutsu! Awesome! My master once said that this technique, the Daomen called it an evil art, but I didn't expect it to exist, and let you encounter it, be careful. ”
I've never heard of any paper fairy, paper ghost art, asked the little Taoist why it's called evil magic, the little Taoist explained patiently, "This technique is said to use filthy paper, the ghost is summoned into it and sealed, the paper ghost art is cultivated to a deep level, and it can drive the paper ghost to kill people invisibly!" ”
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again, Ma Dan's, so Wang Lichuan and the two of them were merciful? Otherwise, I don't know how I died in the hotel?
The little Taoist priest said that it was not necessarily, "There are two kinds of paper ghost arts, one is called dementoring, and the other is called photography; The dementor is the one I just told you about, and the ghost is sealed into it; But people who only know the fur of paper ghosts can't take souls, they can only take pictures, that is, they attach the ghost's resentment and consciousness to the filthy paper, which is less powerful, but fortunately you meet a photographic paper man. ”
It turned out that it was not a ghost, but it was contaminated with their resentment and consciousness, no wonder the little teeth could be pulled, and when they disappeared, they would turn into a cloud of smoke.
Originally, I just casually asked the little Taoist, but I didn't expect to ask so many things, how could the two grandsons of the city lockdown god operator be such an evil paper ghost technique?
The little Taoist priest also seemed to be interested in this, saying that if there was any situation, call him at any time.
By the time the taxi arrived at the venue, it was already 8:55, and I got out of the car and ran wildly until I came to the place where the race was divided, and I looked down at the time, and it was nine o'clock with one minute left.
At this time, I saw that there were many people outside waiting to enter, and when they saw me running over, they all looked at me like a neurotic, and Su Luo had not yet entered, shouting "Brother Luo Yi!" This way! This way! Hurry up! ”
Under Su Luo's instructions, I finally came to the referee who was in charge of the grouping.
Although Master Su had said hello, the old man in charge of the grouping still squinted, "Young man, are you sure you're here to compete, not to catch the temple fair?" ”
I ran out of breath, fortunately I caught up, and I was slightly sarcastic by this old man, and I didn't care, and said sorry sorry again and again.
The old man stopped making things difficult for me, and then found a team and rowed me in.
When I was relieved, I found that there were six small houses in front of us, and lanterns were hung in front of each house, which was supposed to indicate that the game was going on inside.
Today's team consists of only eight people, and 90 percent of them are teenagers.
Learning divination depends on talent, many people have studied for a lifetime, their achievements are limited, no matter how hard they work, it is difficult to make a breakthrough, and there are some famous people, who are afraid of being screened out halfway and have a bad reputation, and they dare not show up easily.
This may be the reason why although the prize money is high, there are no old people who participate.
When I looked up, I saw that someone was also looking at me, it was the young man named Wang Yuanji, he frowned, looked down and thought about it, puzzled when I woke up.
When I turned my head to look at him, the man immediately pretended to be nothing.
I secretly said in my heart, how can these two people's hearts be so vicious?! A little thing hurts me like this?
Fortunately, they don't know how to dementor, and if they do, will they kill me because of this trivial matter?
In my doubts and speculations, it was finally my turn, and the eight of them approached a dark house, and the yellow-haired boy who had performed brilliantly yesterday was also among them.
There was an old man in the room, dressed in a gossip suit that only judges had, and arranged for the eight of us to stand in eight directions, and then pointed to a cage hanging above his head.
The cage was wrapped tightly in black cloth and was three meters away from each of us.
God, do you know what's in the cage? ()
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