Hou Desen looked at my grandmother in surprise, her lips squirmed a few times, and it seemed that she wanted to ask something, but my grandmother didn't wait for him to ask, she touched her hand in her carry-on baggage, frowned and walked to Li Jingen, and raised her hand cleanly, and countless white crystal particles smashed on Li Jingen's face.

Lee Kyung-eun suddenly became excited, looked at my grandmother with wide eyes, and then her body softened like a rotten beach. Seeing this, several of the family members who were holding him all showed their cowardice, and at the same time they withdrew, and Li Jingen fell to the ground with a "poof", as if he had fainted, and at the same time, white foam came out of his mouth.

Everyone wondered what my grandmother sprinkled on Li Jingen's face, and when they looked at the ground, it turned out to be rice, of course, they laymen didn't know that these rice were soaked in chicken blood spirits, which had the effect of suppressing evil and driving away yin.

At this time, my grandmother said to a few of the housekeepers who were evading: "Okay, it's okay, he will wake up in a while, you can carry him to the carriage first." ”

A few family members hesitated for a moment and glanced at Hou Desen, Hou Desen waved his hand with a gloomy face, and several family members had the courage to carry Li Jingen to the carriage in the alley.

Hou Desen took the opportunity to come over and ask my grandmother again: "Bai Xiangu, what's going on, didn't you say that there is a way for their mother and son to recognize each other?" ”

My grandmother frowned and stared through the open door in a daze, wondering what was going on.

It wasn't until Hou Desen asked her three or four times that my grandmother came back to her senses, but she didn't answer Hou Desen, but turned her head and said directly to Hou Desen: "Prepare a basin of water and white paper for me, and I'll ask the female ghost when I go inside." ”

Hou Desen heard this, and hurriedly called the family to prepare.

After a short time, the white paper basin was ready, my grandmother sprinkled some wormwood water on the skylight again, tied a chicken blood strip on her wrist, took the white paper from one of the housekeepers and put it under her armpits, and took the wooden basin from the hands of another housekeeper, no one paid attention to it, and walked into the room with the wooden basin.

The room was still dusty and gloomy, just like the last time my grandmother came in.

Holding the tub in the center of the sub, my grandmother turned her head to look at the back doors on the left and right, and saw that the door frame was empty, and the red curtain did not appear. Looking at all corners of the room, there was nothing unusual in the whole room, except for the death-like silence.

After taking a deep breath, my grandmother came to the door of the last room with the wooden basin, and after putting the wooden basin down, she squatted down, took out a pile of yellow paper from her baggage, drew a circle on the ground next to the wooden basin with her fingers, put the yellow paper in, took out a match and lit it.

The firelight jumped, and my grandmother raised her head and said to the empty inner door in front of her, "Come out, big sister, let's talk again." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two originally open doors at the entrance of the hall creaked and moved, as if they were being pushed by a pair of invisible ghost hands in the dark, slowly cold and astringent...... Immediately after, there was a frightening bang, and my grandmother hurriedly turned around, and saw that the two dilapidated doors of the hall had been tightly closed, and the light in the room dimmed for a moment.

My grandmother was shocked, and immediately followed, blowing a yin wind from a corner of the beard. The yin wind is low, there is a whimper, listen carefully, it seems to be mixed with a woman's resentful crying, Rao is my grandmother is bold enough, and her face can't help but turn pale at this time.

Judging from the current situation, the female ghost seems to have been greatly stimulated in just one day and one night, and at this time she already has the conditions to transform into a powerful ghost.

Among ghosts, the hanged ghost is the most difficult to deal with, and if it is turned into a terrible ghost again, it will be an unimaginably terrifying situation.

Cold sweat broke out on my grandmother's forehead, and she didn't dare to think deeply, so she stabilized her mind for the first time, but before she could come up with a countermeasure, two red curtains quietly appeared on the doors of the two rooms, red as blood.

My grandmother was frightened, paused, tried her best to calm down, and whispered to the red curtain in front of her, "Sister, are you here?" ”

My grandmother's voice fell, and the red curtain writhed suddenly, this time the writhing was not at all the same as the previous ones, giving people a very sad and angry feeling.

My grandmother didn't know what happened to the female ghost that day and night, but it was certainly not a good thing, so she cautiously asked, "Can we talk again?" ”

The red curtain twisted again.

My grandmother breathed a sigh of relief.

As last time, my grandmother pulled a red head rope out of her baggage, threw one end into the wooden basin, and tied the other end to one of the lower corners of the red cloth curtain.

When it was done, my grandmother got up from the ground and whispered to the red curtain: "Sister, your son has been found, it's ...... outside."

Fluttering! Fluttering!

Before my grandmother finished speaking, the red curtain shook twice, vibrating and angry.

My grandmother was shocked again, and was about to ask something more, when she saw that the water in the wooden basin suddenly turned black, and my grandmother hurriedly threw a blank piece of paper into the wooden basin.

The black juice like thick ink wrapped the white paper tightly, and it didn't take much effort to outline a baby pattern on the paper, but the baby's head and body were not together, and I saw that between the head and the body, there was also a knife drawn, and on the knife, there was a shocking piece of blood hanging very vividly.

Seeing this painting, my grandmother felt at nothing and hurriedly asked the red curtain: "Is it ...... Your son has been killed? ”

The red curtain shook violently, and it looked very painful!

My grandmother frowned, she couldn't figure it out, yesterday the female ghost had to help her find her son, but today she said that her son had been killed, after a day and a night, how could it be so big.

My grandmother cautiously asked the red curtain again, "How do you know that your son has been killed?" ”

The red cloth curtain swayed a few times, the water in the wooden basin turned black again, my grandmother hurriedly fished out the old paper and replaced it with a new paper, and soon, a thin and withered man appeared on the new paper, the man's right arm was twisted, and it was very vividly illustrated that the withered man in the painting was Li Jingen, who had a disability in his right arm, that is, the son of a female ghost.

My grandmother slowly squatted on the edge of the basin, looked at the disabled man in the painting and thought, after a long time, she finally figured it out, suddenly raised her head, and blurted out to the red curtain, "Impostor!" ”

The red cloth curtain suddenly twisted, followed by it, fluttering and shaking, very sad and helpless.

Seeing this, the sympathy peculiar to my grandmother's woman immediately flooded, and she sighed lightly and speculated in a low voice: "The man outside ...... Killed your son, and impersonated to come to the old mansion to find treasure, right? ”

The red curtain shook more and more violently, apparently agreeing with my grandmother's speculation.

My grandmother sighed softly again, "Ugh...... It's really a man who dies for money, but this person outside should have an unusual relationship with your son, otherwise, how would he know that there is treasure in this old house. As she spoke, my grandmother suddenly remembered a question and asked the red curtain again, "How do you know that he killed your son?" ”

As soon as my grandmother said this, the red curtain immediately stopped shaking, and then the water in the wooden basin turned black again, and my grandmother hurriedly fished out the old paper again and threw a new piece of paper into it.

This time, the picture on the paper was still the thin and withered disabled man, but on the back of this man's pot, Leng Sensen picked up a black shadow......

Although the black shadow is painted in a general and vague way, it is very scary, the whole body is pitch black, only a pair of eyes are white, and my grandmother is a dare.

My grandmother hurriedly moved her gaze from the wooden basin to the red curtain, and asked the red curtain, "This black shadow is your son?" ”

The red curtain shook slowly, and it looked like there was an indescribable sadness.

My grandmother stood up from the ground with a sympathetic look on her face and asked, "Then why don't you recognize him?" ”

The red curtain disappeared and seemed to fall silent. After a long time, the water in the tub was bubbling and turning black again, and my grandmother hurriedly threw in a new piece of paper.

This time, two people, a man and a woman, appeared on the paper, and there was a humanoid black shadow between the two people, the woman pulled the black shadow from behind, and the black shadow turned her back to the woman and grabbed the man in front of her, and the man was a disabled person pretending to be Li Jingen.

My grandmother held her chin with one hand and looked at the picture for a long time, and finally figured it out, the woman in the painting is this female ghost, the black shadow is his son, the woman wants to recognize her son, but his son is bent on finding a disabled man for revenge, it can also be said that his son's ghost has now been carried away by the resentment of revenge, except for the enemy, the six relatives do not recognize it.

The water in the tub soon turned black again, and my grandmother threw in another blank piece of paper.

This time, there was only one woman on the white paper, and the woman knelt on her knees in a begging motion, and after my grandmother saw it, she asked the red cloth curtain suspiciously, "Do you want me to help you?" ”

The red curtain shook a little, but my grandmother frowned, and wondered: "How can I help you, do you think I will take your son's ghost from that man, if you do, your son will not be able to take revenge." ”

The red curtain shook twice, as if my grandmother had misunderstood, and then the water in the wooden basin turned black again, and my grandmother hurriedly threw a white paper into the basin, and after a while, I saw a picture of a skeleton on the white paper.

My grandmother frowned even more as she looked at the skull, and she couldn't figure out what the skull meant.

Soon, the water in the basin turned black again, but this time before my grandmother could throw new paper into the basin, there was a new change on the paper on which the skull had been drawn, and in addition to the original skull, there was a woman with long hair.

On the screen, the woman is a little far away from the location of the skull, and at the woman's feet, a winding road leads to the skull.

My grandmother looked at the winding road under the feet of the long-haired woman, and immediately understood, and hurriedly asked the red cloth curtain, "Do you want me to get your son's bones back?" ”｜

The red curtain shook violently.

My grandmother was immediately silent, and just when she was hesitating whether to help her son find the bones, she suddenly discovered something that made her soul tremble.

I saw that there was a woman's full-body reflection in the water basin, this reflection did not appear on the paper, but directly reflected in the water basin, which was very real and very weird.

This woman was probably in her early twenties, handsome and graceful, and when the woman saw my grandmother looking down at her in the basin, she immediately knelt down and kowtowed to my grandmother.

Seeing this situation, my grandmother felt a chill in her heart, the reflection of the woman in the water basin should be the female ghost here! This shocked my grandmother, and since she was born, this is the first time she has seen the appearance of a "ghost" with her own eyes......

The reflection of the female ghost in the basin kept kowtowing to my grandmother, and my grandmother raised her hand to collect the fine sweat on her forehead, and took a few deep breaths to soothe the mood of seeing a ghost for the first time.

Soon, my grandmother's whole body returned to normal, and after thinking for a while, she nodded and agreed to the female ghost's request-The Last Ghost Hunter-