In my uncle's teahouse, I listened to the sound of things being smashed, and I knew the ghosts were there, but I didn't see them;

When I followed Master for the first time, whether it was at the nunnery's tomb or in that church, I only knew that the ghost was there, but I didn't see it in person;

The first time I went out alone, I found the brushed tie that the ghost used when he died, and even met resistance on the way, but I only knew that the ghost was there, but I didn't see it in person;

In the alley of Wanglongmen, I saw off the bardo body of a half-deaf old soldier with the help of Da Mao, and I knew he was there, but I didn't see it in person;

But now, for the first time, I've actually seen it in person.

This psychological impact is hardly as good as every shock I have experienced in the last twenty years or so combined. I once asked Master what a ghost looks like. Master told me that they have noses and eyes, but they are much haggard and pale, and most of the time they look when they die, or their emotional state. So I always had a specific depiction of ghosts in my heart, but it wasn't until I was face to face at this moment that I realized how pediatric my previous depiction was.

The sudden face erased all my past sketches of them in an instant, and then directly became an answer that I had been searching for but trying to escape, deeply and distinctly, and forever etched in my mind.

It's not too much to say that in the past few years as a teacher, I have experienced a lot of ghost things, big and small, but I have always perceived it, not seen it myself. In a way, I even had some hope that one day I would be able to see for myself what the ghost looked like, and if it was the way I thought it was, but it wasn't until I saw this old woman that I realized how stupid my previous fantasies were.

When people are frightened, they will instinctively froze and then make dodging movements. It may have been a few tenths of a second, but in those few tenths of a second, I almost thought back to all the ghost things I had experienced in the past few years. I tried to find the slightest resemblance to the scene in front of me in any of the clips, but I couldn't find anything at all. By the time I tried to dodge, I had forgotten that the door behind me was locked.

As I tried to back up, the back of my head slammed into the door. The violent impact didn't make me blink, I just felt that my eyes suddenly darkened a little, and the picture was distorted a little, but the terrible face was only close to me as I retreated, and even the distance did not change.

I knew I had to react or I'd be doomed. I don't want the memory of the last scene of my life to be frozen on such a grimace. So I didn't have time to think about it, so I picked up the slap of my left hand and hit the old woman in front of me on the head. The moment I touched it, there was a slight tingling sensation of electric shock in my palm, which used almost all my strength, as if hitting a cotton pillow wrapped in plastic paper on the outside, I could feel the force dispersed by the contact, but the ineffective touch made me feel particularly unreal.

I guess I might have hit it, because the sensation flashed, and it was like a lot of black gas, and it dissipated in an instant, and it disappeared before my eyes. Only then did I understand that the third child told me before, when she went to save Liao Yuxuan, she saw the black mist, which was probably the kind in front of me, but I was closer than the third child at that time, so I saw it more really.

After the black qi disappeared, the feeling of oppression on the entire face suddenly eased a lot. At this moment, I already know what is happening in front of me, even if it is the first time I have witnessed a ghost directly, I can't be distracted at all, it's not that I'm not afraid, but I'm so nervous that I have forgotten to be afraid.

With less pressure on my body, I was able to lean my back against the door. After the black gas disappeared, behind the black gas, about three or four meters away from me, there were two people, one tall and one short, standing upright, one tall and one short, the short one was a woman, its face looked very strange, it seemed that half of it was very badly swollen, while the other half of it seemed to be a little atrophied, the eye close to the swollen side was very wide, and some eyeballs were bursting, it looked like a balloon that was blown full of air, and at this moment, it only needed a slight touch to make it burst out a lot of plasma.

So I guessed that this was the crooked face ghost that Liao Yuxuan said.

The other, as I had guessed when I first examined the footprints, was a tall and lanky man, and for a man, his hair was obviously a little long, but it looked like it was a little lost, and the hair on the top of his head was gray and sparse. His expression was wooden, not to see whether he was happy or sad, but more, like an indifference to everything around him, and his hands slightly towards his chest made a pinching motion, causing his hands to hang down and place them on his hip bone. I didn't wear a shirt and was skinny, much like when I was a child, my father told me about my great-grandfather's use of Fushou ointment. Wearing tattered gray-white pants, he was completely white, but he looked dirty, with his feet upside down, and he was not wearing shoes.

However, I didn't see what Liao Yuxuan said before, a chin that could be hung to his chest.

Of course, I knew in my heart that these two were ghosts, not people! Not only that, but now there is an old woman's ghost in this closed house, but I have beaten it and hid it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist at the moment. The two ghosts, a man and a woman, looked at me motionlessly, and this inexplicable silence suddenly aroused my fear, and I wanted to run away, thinking that the old woman had run away after being beaten by me, did it mean that the strange power had disappeared at this moment? Will I be able to open the door?

So I handed the incense in my right hand to my left hand, and grabbed the deadbolt on the door with my right hand, but I still didn't dare to take my eyes off it, staring at the ghosts of the man and the woman.

Mrs. Wang's house is very old, and in this kind of mountain village, every family is not rich, and some families do not even have padlocks for their own halls, let alone the doors of the houses here. So this door actually only has a doorknob, and there is not even a deadbolt. I felt the handle and began to pull hard, and found that the door was still locked.

I tried several times but couldn't pull it open, and at this time, the male ghost actually shook his body, because I was watching the two ghosts closely, so even this slight shaking made me feel shocked. However, the most terrifying thing was not only this, he actually slowly narrowed his eyes, slowly shrugged the cheekbones on his face, and then slowly opened his mouth, as if he was about to smile.

Just when its mouth opened to about a centimeter, its chin and jaw, as if it had been broken in half, suddenly fell, and then hung on its chest and swayed, as if only a piece of skin was tied to the chin like a rope, and a sharp and slender tongue was still hanging obliquely in the half of the mouth that had fallen.

I have never seen a more disgusting picture than this, even when I followed the master to dig the nun's grave and saw the white bones, it was not as disgusting as it is now, because this disgusting was also accompanied by an extreme sense of uneasiness, Liao Yuxuan said that when he saw this male ghost, he pounced on him, and at this moment, this male ghost showed the state that Liao Yuxuan saw, does it also mean that it is about to pounce on me?

Sure enough, it and the female ghost suddenly rushed towards me very quickly, in a running-like position, and this frightened me very much, and in a hurry, I didn't know where the strength came from, and I actually rolled forward in the direction they came from, and rolled forward and rolled in front of me.

I don't know why I made such a move at the time, probably instinctively, when people are in danger, they always burst out with some unprecedented potential, but my potential is more ugly, just a pangolin-like forward roll. But as I flipped it, I was visibly aware that my body was passing through their bodies, and the sensation was different from the feeling of slapping the old woman's purple snees before, more like I had plunged my face into the snowdrift at once, and then immediately came out of the snowdrift again.

It doesn't snow in this city, at least I haven't seen it in the city. All imagination of snow is known from the mouths of others. So I know that the snow is cold, which means that when I pass through the bodies of these two ghosts, they give me the feeling that they are also cold.

I immediately stood up, handed back the incense in my left hand to my right hand again, and hit the two ghosts, a man and a woman, respectively, on the top of their heads, and slashed out Ziwei, this time before I had time to feel it, was it the same feeling as hitting the old woman, the two ghosts appeared a little like a small spark after gunpowder burned, crackling, did not turn into black gas, but just flashed a few sparks, and then disappeared. Along with their disappearance, there was a buzzing in the ears. It's a sound that resonates in your ears after a woman screams in your ear at close range with a sharp and poignant volume, and it resonates in your ears after it stops abruptly, so although I feel it in my ears, I can't remember whether I actually heard that scream.

When Master was in church before, I had seen him fight ghosts in a similar way. The ghost of the missionary who was beaten and then taken in by the master into the small wooden figure of Fuping also had a crackling spark, does this mean that I also killed the two of them?

I was suddenly a little happy, even a little excited. Thinking that this Ziwei is really powerful, people are afraid of ghosts, ghosts are afraid of deafness, I use the gods to send deaf to fight ghosts, just like they scared me at that time, not to mention how cool it feels.

When I had my back against the wall, it was the place where the ghosts, a man and a woman, were standing. I was beaming about my first ghost fight when I suddenly felt a slight itch on the back of my neck.

It's like someone is scratching your neck gently with long, non-piercing fingernails...