Chapter Seventy-Three: The Female Ghosts
As soon as the ghost Taoist priest died, those female ghosts panicked.
Except for the frightening fright, there was no threat.
Although Helan Xue was a little weak, she was no longer in serious trouble, she helped Ye Xiaofei up, looked at the soul of the girl behind the coffin, and said in surprise: "You, aren't you the student who died?" ”
The girl nodded lightly and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.
He Lanxue looked a little strange, and asked Ye Xiaofei, "What's the matter?" Is she mute? ”
Ye Xiaofei shook his head and explained: "After death, people have no consciousness at first, unless they are too resentful like Sha Sha and want to harm others, they will wander unconsciously, until they arrive at the Wangxiang Platform in the underworld seven days later, they will remember that they have died, and finally look back at their hometown, but they are helpless." ”
Helan Xue was half-aware when she heard this, and said blankly: "Then what's going on with this girl?" ”
Ye Xiaofei was also a little puzzled: "These female ghosts are said to have lost the control of the ghost Taoist, so they shouldn't be wandering here?" ”
Seeing that the girl's soul had been staring at the red lacquered coffin, Ye Xiaofei patted his head, suddenly thought of something, pointed to the coffin and said, "Quick, help me open the coffin lid together, there must be something greasy in it." ”
Helan Xue glanced at Ye Xiaofei worriedly: "You're injured, are you okay?" ”
"It's okay, this little injury is nothing!"
Ye Xiaofei didn't care, turned his head and glanced at He Lanxue, his eyes suddenly straightened.
Just now, Helan Xue unbuttoned the police uniform and tore the shirt inside, and before she could tie the buttons, a large piece of snow white was exposed outside, looming but extremely tempting.
Helan Xue obviously felt Ye Xiaofei's gaze, looked down, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and she hurriedly buttoned the button of her police uniform, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up!" Since you're fine, hurry up, I don't care if the wound bursts and you bleed to death in a while. ”
Ye Xiaofei smiled awkwardly, and quickly withdrew his gaze and stood at the head of the coffin.
Helan Xue stood at the small head of the coffin.
The two of them joined forces and pushed hard to the side.
Fortunately, the coffin lid was not nailed, and it took a long time, and the moisture in the wood evaporated a lot, but it was not as heavy as expected.
However, as soon as the lid of the coffin was pushed aside, a strong rancid smell immediately came out of it, and it was even extremely cold, like a freezer.
At the same time, the female ghosts were screaming and screaming, looking extremely painful.
Ye Xiaofei became more and more curious, looked inside, and was taken aback.
Inside, there was a corpse in a Taoist robe.
Judging from the Taoist robe, it should be the Ghost Taoist Flying Tiger Dao Chief.
It's just that most of the corpse has decomposed, and it can't be seen in its original appearance, and the rancid smell of this sewer is emanating from the corpse.
Ye Xiaofei was fine, but he frowned slightly.
Helan Xue endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, ran directly to the corner, and vomited.
"Hey, it's good to spit and spit and spit it."
Ye Xiaofei comforted in his mouth, pushed the coffin lid off, and then used his sword to play with the corpse inside.
At the beginning, Ye Xiaofei didn't see anything abnormal, but felt that something was wrong.
However, after removing the rags covering the corpse's neck, Ye Xiaofei's eyes suddenly widened.
"W-What is this?"
When Helan Xue heard this, she finally raised her head and wiped the corners of her mouth: "What is it?" ”
While speaking, Helan Xue also stepped forward.
Ye Xiaofei just wanted to reach out to get the thing, but as soon as he bent over, the dragon and tiger mark on his chest trembled violently as if he was crazy.
What's even more bizarre is that a stream of black gas visible to the naked eye floated out from the corpse's neck and directly drilled into the dragon and tiger seal.
Seeing this strange scene, even Helan Xue forgot about her disgust, took out a pair of white gloves from her pocket, put them on herself, and stepped forward to grab the thing on the corpse's neck.
Hula!
Helan Xue pulled out a rope-like thing.
The bones were also taken up, and several pieces were scattered in an uproar.
"Hey, beautiful sister, why are you so savage."
Of course, Ye Xiaofei also saw the thing on the corpse's neck, but he was hesitating whether to reach out and pull it, but he was preempted by Helan Xue.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Helan Xue pulled out that thing, all the female ghosts were as excited and scared as if they had seen something terrible, like a bee only surrounding the flowers, babbling and screaming, and circling around Helan Xue.
Helan Xue's immunity to female ghosts was also super strong at this time, but she couldn't help their noise, and threw the things in her hand towards Ye Xiaofei, "Next!" ”
Ye Xiaofei caught it, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a hemp rope more than three feet long.
It's just that after starting it, the hemp rope has a cold coldness, and there is no sign of decay.
"It's strange, the Flying Tiger Dao Leader has been dead for decades, and this hemp rope is not less than a few decades, how can it be so complete?"
Suddenly remembered Guan Caixun's words: The long-tongued old ghost hanged himself to death, and his soul can live on the rope when he died, and if the rope is not burned, he can't deal with the long-tongued old ghost at all.
"What? No way? Is it really such a coincidence? This rope is the one that the long-tongued old ghost hanged? ”
Ye Xiaofei's mind suddenly seemed to be wrapped in a layer of paste, and he couldn't figure out the key to this.
Helan Xue looked at Ye Xiaofei's strange appearance, and couldn't help frowning: "Little god stick, what are you muttering?" Are you going to spend the night here? ”
Ye Xiaofei glanced up at Helan Xue, and then at the female ghosts who were almost crazy, and vaguely guessed a clue.
This hemp rope must be too heavy with yin qi, attracting these female ghosts.
Therefore, these female ghosts can be described as loving and hating this hemp rope.
No, why wasn't the hemp rope tied around the neck of the long-tongued old ghost, but instead tied around the neck of the Flying Tiger Dao Chief?
Thinking of the Flying Tiger Daoist's hideous appearance, Ye Xiaofei suddenly shuddered: "The Flying Tiger Daoist said that someone did something to him later. ”
Hurriedly looked around, and saw that there was no one else in the entire sewer.
Despite this, the uneasiness in Ye Xiaofei's heart became more and more intense.
No, you must take this rope and ask Guan Caixing when you go back, this matter is not so simple.
Helan Xue pinched her waist and glared, looked at Ye Xiaofei and asked, "Hey, little god stick, what should I do with these female ghosts?" ”
Of course, the female ghost can't be let go.
Ye Xiaofei sighed and said sullenly, "It's overdone." ”
As he spoke, he put the hemp rope into his pocket, then took out three transcendent talismans, and shouted to those female ghosts: "You all come here, now it seems that you are also victimized by the ghost Taoist, let me give you a ride." How to justify with the judge in the future, that's your own business. ”
"Woohoo"
Most of those female ghosts didn't have much cultivation, staring at Ye Xiaofei in horror and horror, and slowly approached Ye Xiaofei in fear.
Ye Xiaofei took out a lighter, lit the three superordinate talismans, picked them up with the sword of the ghost Taoist, and said with words in his mouth: "Taishang's pardon order, super your lonely soul, ghost everything, four lives are gracious, those with heads are super, and those without heads are born, you recruit yourself, forgive and wait for everyone, hurry and surpass!" ”
The rune paper burned, and the paper ashes scattered, forming a looming whirlpool, slowly sucking the female ghosts in.
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