Chapter 042 Girl
At the same time as the sound sounded, the freshly lit incense broke directly.
The cracks on the pillars that had appeared due to improper handling continued to ooze pale yellow corpse water, and the suffocating stench instantly enveloped the entire space.
"Two short and one long!"
Looking at the corpse water flowing down the column, my face was a little ugly.
The sound outside was getting closer and closer, and I still couldn't hear what was being said, so I came to the broken window and looked out.
In the moonlight, the house was empty, only the sound kept approaching.
Glancing at the column with two crooked characters written on it, I didn't delay any longer, took out the glass bottle directly from the tool kit, and poured the paper ash inside at the door.
This is the paper money that was burned for Liu Jie, and it was stained with Liu Jie's breath.
Last time, this female ghost wanted to attack me, but was repelled by Liu Jie, and she must have been afraid of Liu Jie in her heart.
Sure enough, the moment the paper ash fell, the noisy sound suddenly became much quieter and almost inaudible.
It's just that the corpse water oozing from the pillar, as if stimulated, directly stretched the crack and gushed out quickly.
I re-lit three sticks of incense, and this time I didn't stick the incense on the ground, but upside down in my hand, and then directly inserted the lit end into the ground.
The corpse water flowed down the pillar to the ground, and as the incense was inserted, the corpse water that was still some distance away made a sizzling sound and rose smoke.
The smell is more pronounced.
"The edict of the Taishang decrees that you are lonely and ghostly, all the four lives are gracious, the headless are super headless, the sword is killed, the diving rope is suspended, the bright death is secretly dead, the creditor is wronged, the family is begging for his life, kneeling in front of the stage, the gossip is shining, standing on the hurdle, and the other side is born, and the rich and poor are borne by the men and women, and the rich and the poor are recruited by you, and the rescue and other emergencies and overlives, and the rescue and other emergencies and superlives."
A series of incantations came out of my mouth, the characteristic rhythm echoing.
This is a type of afterlife spell that can soothe the resentment of ghosts, but also anger those who have strong resentment.
What I need now is the second one.
With the incantation, there was a clicking sound on the column, and pieces of concrete stained with corpse water continued to fall, and the entire wall became uneven, and the original color of the concrete was no longer visible inside, and all of them showed a pale yellow like corpse water.
There were no steel bars, and no bodies were seen.
I glanced at the thickness of the column from the side and had a vague guess in my mind.
"It seems that the corpse must have been poured into a concrete pillar against the original wall."
Grab a handful of money paper and light it directly.
I didn't throw the paper away, the burning paper was in my hand like a fireball.
The next moment, my hand reached out and pressed the fireball hard against the pillar that had been stripped of one layer.
The flames touched the concrete, drying the corpse water in countless smokes, and the remaining concrete fell directly into dust.
The flames vanished, and a large hole was caved in the column, from which countless corpse waters poured out, washing away the paper ashes that stuck to it.
"See if you have more water, or if my fire is bigger."
I didn't hold it in my hands anymore, I just threw the paper money against the post and threw it into a pile.
The gushing corpse water instantly soaked all the paper money.
I didn't stop it, and I didn't use the lighter anymore, and the paper money infected with corpse water can't be lit with ordinary fire.
He took out a white candle and recited it again: "Nine Heavens Thunder and Fire, Millions of Dragons, Thunder and Thunderbolt, all into it." ”
The white candle swiped over my left shoulder, lighting up a red flame directly.
People have three fires, which are located on the top of the head and on both shoulders, which are yang fires, which can ward off ghosts and gods.
I now use my own yang fire to light the white candle, so that the paper money is no longer burning with ordinary fire, but with yang fire.
It's just that the three fires are extremely important to people, not to mention borrowing fire, if the yang fire is a little weaker, they will get sick and even encounter evil spirits.
The older generation said that when they heard people calling their names when they walked at night, they didn't look back, because they were afraid that they would accidentally blow out the yang fire on their shoulders when they turned back.
The white candle with the yang flame directly lit the paper money, and the dazzling red fire rose into the sky, enveloping the entire column.
There was a crackling sound, and pieces of concrete kept falling, and the corpse water covering them was directly baked into mist by the sun fire and gathered on the roof.
I didn't dare to be careless, so I took out Liu Jie's tablet and held it in front of me with my left hand to make up for the harm of the nameless fire on my left shoulder being borrowed.
This time, the flames burned directly for several minutes before turning into black ashes.
The pillar had almost burned down, and I finally saw the girl inside the pillar.
The girl closed her eyes tightly, her back to the wall, and the whole person was slightly nailed to the wall in an S-shape.
The moment I saw her again, the hatred I had for her in my heart dissipated in an instant.
"A bunch of brutes!"
My body trembled slightly, it was the first time I had seen such a miserable corpse.
On the girl's head, a balloon filled with water was covered, and the bottom of the balloon was tightly tied to her neck with a wire, which had sunk deep into the flesh because of the struggle before her death.
Each shoulder was nailed to the wall with a long spike, a knife stuck in his chest, his stomach was broken horizontally, and the intestines that flowed out fell to his feet.
His feet were charred and not touching the ground, and the charcoal was set up in the air.
The water in the balloon, the blood that flowed out, and the grease that had been roasted were all piled up on the charcoal, as if a layer of yellowish crystal shell had been put on the charcoal.
No wonder it is so fierce, such a way of dying, even a person who looks down on death will be angry.
"Alas!"
Sighing, I slowly squatted down and placed the wax paper candles, which I used to deal with her, but I no longer had such thoughts.
Lighting the incense wax paper candles one by one, I said, "The dust is over, those people are dead, if you want, I can help you to settle down." ”
As soon as the words fell, the girl opened her eyes suddenly, and the dirty water in the balloon continued to ripple, revealing the girl's eyes full of pain and resentment from time to time.
The next moment, the fog gathered on the roof began to churn.
Seeing this, I hurriedly took out the black cloth that shaded the coffin from my toolkit, and rotated it vigorously with one hand, and the black cloth was like a handkerchief in the hands of two actors, rotating and propping it open.
The black cloth had just been opened, and the churning mist turned into a pale yellow rain of corpse water. The dripping sound made a crackling sound on the black cloth.
After a while, the mist turned into rain and fell, accumulating two fingers of corpse water in the room except for the area covered by the black cloth.
"The resentment is too heavy."
I frowned, the girl was so angry that there was no way to communicate.
Can it only be forcibly suppressed?
It's not impossible to forcibly suppress like Zhao Yi, but unlike Zhao Yi, this girl's resentment is too heavy. After the burial, it is difficult to resolve the girl's resentment in a short period of time, but the resentment will accumulate the yin qi in the land, and if you are not careful, the girl will turn into a more murderous existence.
Unless, buried in a special way, so that she will never be able to live beyond the dead.