Chapter 11: Soul Chaser
"You can't escape!" The grim laughter of the male corpse hovered above me.
I was horrified and struggled desperately, my body swaying like a swing.
Maybe I screamed so badly that the lights of the surrounding houses were on.
The neighbors opened the window or opened the door, and they poked their heads out and were frightened to see me hanging upside down from the window.
I hurriedly begged for help, "Uncles and aunts, help me!" β
"Muling girl, what are you doing?" Uncle Li, who was selling groceries opposite, asked loudly.
The widow Zhang next door said, "Li Datou, are you blind?" I didn't see Ah Ling being tied up. β
Tie up? I was stunned for a moment, and turned back with difficulty, the male corpse was long gone.
My feet were tied to the window with white strips of cloth that were so thin that they seemed to break at any moment.
"Ah Ling, why did your grandfather tie you up, did you provoke him?" Widow Zhang gloated a little.
"What are you talking about? Hurry up and put down the Ling girl! Someone said.
So, some knocked on the door of the store to call my grandfather, and some climbed into my window from Widow Zhang's house.
It didn't take long for me to be rescued, and I finally escaped death.
My grandfather hadn't shown up until now, and I was so worried that I found an excuse to send the gossip from the neighbors.
I was about to go to my grandfather, but he came back, and I ran over excitedly, "Grandpa! β
My grandfather looked at me with a tired look on his face, and said in an affirmative tone, "He's been here!" β
I hurriedly told my grandfather what had happened, and then asked, "Grandpa, where have you been?" I thought you-"
The word 'accident' choked in my throat, my eyes were hot, and tears rolled out of my eyes.
Grandpa touched my head lovingly, "Ah Ling, grandpa is fine, but you-"
He paused, and looked at me with more pity in his eyes, and I chuckled inwardly.
As soon as I was about to ask my grandfather, he told me that the male corpse had been sealed in a sarcophagus with an ancient forbidden technique.
There are two seals, one is inside and outside the sarcophagus, and only I can open the sarcophagus.
The blood I dripped on the sarcophagus was the key to unlocking the seal of the sarcophagus.
The other seal is the male corpse itself, his soul is imprisoned in the corpse, that is, it is indeed the corpse that just came to me.
When he took me down the mountain last night, my grandfather resealed the sarcophagus, but it was far less effective than the original seal, and he could only temporarily trap the male corpse.
My grandfather carried the spell-casting rune paper with him, and once the male corpse broke the seal of the sarcophagus, the rune paper would spontaneously combust.
It was because of the spontaneous combustion of the rune paper that my grandfather hurried back to the village, and when he arrived, the male corpse was no longer there.
I wondered, "Grandpa, how did he find me?" β
My grandfather was silent for a moment, his gaze moved to my forehead, and I immediately understood.
I remembered that when I was tying the red-robed soil ghost, a fiery light suddenly burst out on my forehead, and I asked urgently, "What is this red seal?" β
"Soul Chasing Seal!" My grandfather said that I was given a soul chase mark, and no matter where I fled, I would be found by the male corpse.
My blood had to be used as a medium to lower the soul chasing seal, and I was pushed down the sarcophagus with my bloody forehead just against the forehead of the male corpse.
I didn't bother to ask why the red seal could hurt the ghost, and grabbed my grandfather's hand, "Why is he pestering me?" What am I going to do to get rid of him? β
Grandpa sighed and said, "Ah Ling, don't you still understand?" β
I was confused, "What do you understand?" β
"You didn't think about it, why could your blood break the seal of the sarcophagus?" Grandpa asked.
I seemed to think of something, and my face changed drastically, "Can IβI canβ"