Fang Wei was shocked by what he saw, and he finally believed me. We both hurried out of the room, for I told him that if we were still in the house, it would be almost midnight, and the gloom would be heavy, and we would both be afraid that something terrible would happen to both of us, and it would be bad for both of us.

He took me to a nearby town, opened a room, and at night used a heavy sofa against the door, as if I might run away while he was asleep.

At dawn, I turned to look at Fang Wei's bed, but I didn't expect him to be looking at me too. Neither of us spoke much, because I knew he was still guarding against me. If I had told him anything else before I had proved it to him, it would have aroused his doubts.

It wasn't until it was almost lunch that we left the hotel. I followed Fang Wei and asked him to go to the pharmacy to buy a pair of acupuncture tools, as well as weigh a few taels of realgar and cinnabar.

He didn't even ask me why, he just drove me to the same place last night. When I arrived, I saw that the hour was almost up, so I asked Fang Wei to grind the realgar and cinnabar together, mix them with water, and put them in a porcelain bowl.

Fang Wei looked surprised, just looked at me curiously, but didn't say a word more. I asked Fang Wei to help the old lady sit down, because the old lady had already woken up at this time.

After the old lady learned that I was a friend invited by Fang Wei, she didn't ask much, and was at my mercy. It seems that this old lady should have invited a monk or Taoist priest to come and see her after being ill for a long time, so she has become numb to this set.

I was secretly proud in my heart, if I cured this old lady, it didn't matter if she praised me or not, the key was that after I trusted Fang Wei, I confirmed how powerful this strange 'corpse table' was.

I was afraid that they would be suspicious, so I opened my mouth and came and memorized a few Taoist mantras that my grandfather had taught me. The next thing I did, I held my breath and my heart started beating wildly. Whether it can be done or not depends on the needle in my hand.

I asked Fang Wei to hold up the old lady's arm, and sure enough, I found that the dark cyan thing on her arm had changed a little. When I saw this dark cyan patch last night, it still looked like a wriggling worm, but now, it was in the shape of a circle.

I soaked the silver needle in realgar cinnabar water, pressed the index finger and thumb of my left hand against the circle, and held the needle in my right hand and poked lightly at the circle.

Unexpectedly, after this needle, the old lady's arm immediately changed a lot. The strange circle suddenly spread out, and seemed to twist left and right, making the old lady cry out in pain.

After a long while, the dark cyan patch stopped writhing, and the color slowly faded, and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never been on the old lady's arm.

A dark red bruise slowly dripped from where I had pricked the needle, and a strong, disgusting smell filled the room.

I dipped the cinnabar realgar water in the bowl in cotton yarn, helped the old lady wipe it clean, and then smiled and said to Fang Wei: "Fang Wei, you hurry to the northwest corner of the house now and see what there is." ”

Fang Wei looked at me suspiciously, and quickly ran out. After a while, he turned back and asked me suspiciously, "Ling Sen, what the hell are you doing?" There's nothing there? There is only one section of downpipe. ”

My heart moved, and I immediately said to him with great confidence: "Fang Wei, that troublesome thing is hidden in that downpipe." Now you take the cinnabar realgar water from the bowl and pour it into the downpipe, and then poke the downspout down and look at it. ”

Fang Wei answered, and carefully picked up the bowl of water. I followed him, and saw a shovel by the wall in the middle of the courtyard, and I copied it in my hand.

When we came to the northwest corner of the house, Fang Wei found a ladder, climbed up and poured the bowl of cinnabar male yellow water into the downpipe. As soon as he poured it in, there was a heart-rending scream from the downpipe.

Fang Wei was so frightened that he fell off the ladder all of a sudden, and was stunned for a while before he turned over and rubbed his sore buttocks. Fang Wei asked me with a shocked expression, "Ling Sen, is it really haunted?" Could it be that the ghost hides in the downspout during the day? ”

I smiled slyly and said, "Here, Fang Wei, you use this shovel to poke the downpipe downpipe, and everything will be clear." ”

Fang Wei hesitated for a moment, took the shovel in my hand, and approached the downspout with a nervous expression. After several rounds of momentum, he finally struck a shovel on the downspout, then dropped the shovel and ran away.

Where the downpipe broke, a hideous triangular head was revealed. I picked up the shovel from the ground, chopped it on the triangular head, and dragged it out of the downpipe.

A snake skin more than half a meter long appeared in front of the two of us, and Fang Wei asked in horror, "Ling Sen, is this snake a ghost?" ”

I said mockingly: "Fang Wei, why did you suddenly become less daring?" You look clearly, is this a snake? It's just a snake skin that has been shedding, do you need to be so afraid? ”

Fang Wei stared at the disgusting thing on the ground for a while, smiled awkwardly, and walked over to me. He stared at the snake skin for a long time, and asked in surprise, "Ling Sen, this is really a strange thing, a snake skin can also become a ghost?" ”

I said disappreciatively: "Fang Wei, people can become ghosts when they die, what is so strange about the snake when they die?" ”

Fang Wei looked at me with a look of surprise, and I told him that this snake was actually a common fierce snake in rural people, and the ancestors who died in the legend would often attach themselves to the snake and go home to see it.

I don't know which generation of ancestors of this family is, when I returned to my hometown that day, I just attached the snake body, but I happened to encounter this snake molting. When the snake molts, it is often accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the ancestral spirit of this family is so unfortunate that it has been sealed in this shed snake skin ever since.

If the ghost wants to fight against this earthy snake skin and return to the underworld, it must do so with the help of human flesh and blood.

Maybe it was because Fang Wei's friend was very yang, and this ghost never got any chance, so he could only stare at Fang Wei's friend's old mother.

It relied on the flesh and blood of Fang Wei's friend's mother to desperately fight against the earthy smell of snakeskin. Since the ghost was afraid of the day, Fang Wei's friend's mother was safe and sound during the day, and at night, the ghost could attach itself to her with the help of a snake.

If the dark cyan serpentine sign was moved to the old lady's wrist, the ghost would be able to break free from the snakeskin, and the old lady would lose her life.

Fortunately, the woman's body is yin, and the old lady is old and her qi and blood are weak, so the flesh and blood qi that this ghost absorbs is extremely limited, and the old lady's life can last so long.

This book was first published in Reading Books