Chapter 6: The Red-robed Soil Ghost
Supposedly, I was hit on the head with a stone by my eldest cousin, and I was hit by my uncle by the hair and hit the sarcophagus, and my forehead must have been blurred with flesh and blood.
Now it's so smooth that there is no wound at all, which is too evil.
At this time, the second cousin interjected and said, "Cripple, you are so stinky and beautiful, what the hell are you painting on your forehead?" ”
"What do you draw?" I was stunned by my second cousin's words, and I was a little overwhelmed.
The second cousin rolled her eyes, "It's less pretended, you must have made it yourself." ”
Grandpa glared at her and scolded, "You shut up for me!"
The second cousin shut her mouth stupidly, and I didn't have time to pay attention to her, so I hurried into the house.
When I looked at the dim mirror, I was stunned, and there was a flame-shaped red mark the size of a fingernail on my forehead.
My grandfather came in, and I asked in horror, "Grandpa, what is this?" ”
He obviously knew what was going on, but he didn't answer, and looked at me with more pity.
I panicked even more, "Am I going to die?" ”
Grandpa shook his head and sighed, "Bad fate! What is due will come. ”
I couldn't understand what my grandfather meant, so I was about to cry, "Just tell me, why is this happening?" ”
My grandfather was silent for a while, and said that he would tell me when the cemetery was over.
I still couldn't feel at ease, so I couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, that's not an ancestral tomb, is it?" ”
Grandpa nodded, and I just wanted to ask why I wanted to lie to people about the origin of the ancestral grave and the male corpse, so he walked out.
I hurriedly followed, and my grandfather was already asking my uncle about the whereabouts of the scissors.
"Dad, don't fight, I said, I said, the scissors were given to Wan Laosan." Uncle howled.
Wan Laosan is the owner of the gambling house in the town, and he is not a good person.
Uncle actually gave him scissors, and his grandfather was furious, "Bastard thing! ”
Seeing that my grandfather was about to beat the paper man again, my uncle was frightened and begged for mercy.
Selling scissors, digging up ancestral graves, and trying to kill me are not trivial matters, and my grandfather will not spare their family.
As soon as I thought so, my grandfather glued the small paper figure representing the four of them on the table, "You give me a good reflection, and I will teach you a lesson later!" ”
"Dad, we don't dare anymore, please let us go..............."
Uncle's knees were glued to the ground, completely immobile.
Grandpa ignored their cries and walked out of the courtyard.
I followed my grandfather and asked, "Do you still need paper figures?" ”
"Let's find Wan Laosan first and ask for scissors back." Justice.
When we arrived in town, we went directly to the gambling house, but Wan Laosan was not there.
Grandpa frowned, "It seems that there is no way to set up a formation." ”
"What then?" I'm in a bit of a hurry.
Grandpa said that the main owner who was pressed by Tian Dafu's mother was a ghost in red.
When a person is dying in red, he is very resentful, and he will form a red-clothed ghost.
This kind of ghost, also known as the red-robed ghost, is the most evil among the evil ghosts.
The place of death is divided into five kinds of ghosts according to the five elements: red robe: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.
My grandfather had long since calculated that the main owner was a red-robed earth ghost from the strange phenomenon of continuous blood gushing from the grave.
He originally wanted to use the Seven Star Soul Locking Array to dissipate the anger of the red-robed earth ghost, but now he could only use strong means.
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My grandfather and I prepared other things and waited until it was dark before we went to the cemetery.
When we arrived, the Tian Dafu brothers were standing by the grave with a hoe.
I wondered why they weren't afraid, and when they saw my grandfather, they burst into tears.
Tian Dafu choked up and said, "Old man Mu, you are here, you are scared to death." ”
As soon as I asked, I learned that my grandfather asked them to stay here in order to prevent He Xiangu from coming to make trouble, anyway, the ghost was trapped and couldn't get out for the time being.
Grandpa pushed away Tian Erfu, who wanted to hug his arm, "Two old men, why are you crying?" ”
The Tian Dafu brothers blushed, but my grandfather ignored them, called me to me, and gave me a few orders.
My face turned pale and I whispered, "Grandpa, I'm afraid, can you not do it?" ”