Chapter 53. A night of horror
People's emotions are very strange, and when things that move them appear continuously, they may not be so moved later. When funny things happen in a row, maybe they don't get so funny later.
But fear seems to be different, even if it appears continuously, it does not weaken, but hits my heart more and more strongly, especially when I think I am safe, the fear that explodes in an instant after a short interval, makes me feel that life is worse than death.
Of course I don't want to die. When I was young, my father told me the bloody story of the anti-Japanese battlefield, and I also asked him, aren't you afraid of death when you fight? My father told me that it is easy to die, but it is difficult to live. If a good man wants to die, he should die on the battlefield, why should he be shrouded in horse leather? When I was young, I may not have understood what a horse leather shroud is, but dying on the battlefield, in my impression, seems to have become the way a good man should die.
I don't know if I'm a good boy or not, and although I don't want to die on the battlefield, I don't want to be scared to death by the ghost in front of me, because that's what makes me really dead. So I didn't have time to think about it at the time, I stretched out my left hand and pointed at the grimace, and slapped the purple micro in my hand with the popular method of slapping the scoundrel in a fight.
This blow was my natural reaction without the control of my brain, but it was this blow with no technical content at all, and it hit the landlord's grimace firmly. Although the touch was much the same, when I hit it, there was a hot feeling in some areas of the purple palm of my palm, and along with this feeling, the landlord's face flashed a few sparks.
Since the first time I saw a ghost in person a while ago, I've gained a little experience. So I knew that such a spark star came out, which meant that it was not lightly injured. The landlord quickly disappeared after the beating, but the low, guttural screams and screams still surrounded me, and there was a force that I could not see at the moment, and it was rampage through the yard frantically, knocking over the grape trellises in the yard, and even the pickle jars placed on the edge of the bamboo fence were not spared.
Tian Deping was so frightened that he screamed, obviously, he really saw this scene just now, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground of the hall, constantly retreating, I didn't think much about it, although his body was out of strength because of fright, but he still struggled to get up, and ran towards the door of the house like a desperate person, and then a hungry dog snatched, flew over the threshold, and pounced into the house. The movement was coherent and perfect, exactly the same as when I pounced at the beginning, and I think that the hurdle hero who won the gold medal in the arena years later would give me a thumbs up and shout out in relief when he saw my movements at this moment.
After rushing into the room, I quickly got up and closed the door, and as I closed it, I pressed my right shoulder against the crack of the door, and searched for the deadbolt with my hands. I shouted at Tian Deping, who was sitting on the ground in fright, turn on the light! Then come and close the door for me! After saying this, I rubbed the middle finger of my right hand, which was already a little scarred, on the door, and the blood flowed out again, this time I did not draw purple on the door again, but wrote a charm under the book, and wrote it again, while saying it in my mouth:
"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body. The soul of the disciple is the five internal organs. The green dragon and the white tiger are in a variety of battles. Suzaku Xuanwu, guard me really. Haste as a law! ”
Every four words are written in a stroke, and the last stroke of the talisman foot is a spring-like mention towards the upper right, in Taoist charms, this has the meaning of stepping on the hot wheel, which means speeding up. And the "urgency as a law" at the end of the mantra, the so-called "urgency", also means that it is executed immediately and cannot be delayed.
Tian Deping is quite reliable, after all, there are wives and daughters in the house, and they are all people he wants to protect. So he turned on the light while I was drawing, and then helped me hold the door. Even when I was drawing the talisman, there was still a feeling that someone was banging on the door outside the door, and the power was great, but when I finished drawing the last stroke of the talisman, although there was still the sound of hitting the door, the door could no longer feel the force of the impact.
This talisman was written using the Purifying Spell, which is a protective spell centered on the caster and scoped to space. People who are deeply skilled in the Tao can use this spell to ward off ghosts and evil spirits, but a small character like me doesn't practice much on weekdays, so at most I can only protect this house temporarily, but I don't know how long it can last.
I asked Tian Deping, what about your wife and children? Were they hurt? Tian Deping said that his wife was fine and woke up with him, but his daughter's room had not been checked. I was a little worried, because just now I was lying outside resting until I rushed into the house, and I saw only the ghost of the landlord, but not the little boy. Although I didn't think that this child could be so harmful when I heard the widow talk about it the first day, after all, it had been a wild ghost for many years, and some things could not be predicted. If the ghost I stopped at the door and could not enter at the moment was the landlord, I could not be sure whether the child's ghost was in the house at the moment, for I had not seen it since I saw half of its head under the threshold.
Knowing that the door would not be knocked open, I was also a little relieved, because if the door that I drew the talisman was knocked open, then I would not struggle, I was not its opponent, there was only a dead end, I couldn't believe that the ghost who committed suicide could have such a powerful power in such a short period of time. I didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so I took Tian Deping to the Tian family's daughter's room, and found that when Tian Deping came out to check, his wife had already gone into his daughter's room to take care of his daughter, and the moment I rushed into the door, these three women all looked at me with particularly frightened eyes, even Tian Xiaofang.
Obviously, although none of the three women saw the scene with their own eyes, they also knew what was happening just from the movement. The three of them hugged each other, curled up on the bed, all of them with their hair scattered, they didn't look much better than ghosts, and I was relieved to see that they were all right, at least everyone was safe now, but since the ghost had begun to attack regardless of others, it meant that it was urgent to clean it up.
But to make sure, I asked the mother and daughter if anything strange was going on in the house. They looked frightened, but still shook their heads in denial, so I breathed a sigh of relief, holding the door frame with one hand and crossing my waist with the other, slowly slowing down.
At this time, the little daughter of the Tian family suddenly screamed and covered her eyes, her action made me nervous again, could it be that she saw something? So I quickly asked her what happened, and she said in a hurry, you... Why don't you wear pants...
Hey, little girl, when did you become blind? Don't talk nonsense! Why don't I wear it, it's obviously underwear, okay? I quibbled as I slipped back into the room by touching the wall, quickly putting on my clothes and pants.
That night, none of us slept again. There were five people in a room, all crowded into the Tian family's daughter's room, the doors and windows were closed, the lights were turned on, and we sat all night with the constant knocking of the door in the hall.
Because my toes kicked the threshold, I felt unbearable pain after I relaxed at this moment. When I took off my shoes and socks, I found that my little thumb was swollen and almost caught up with my thumb. The underside of the nail cover is jet black, indicating that although the skin is not broken, the skin has begun to bleed. The youngest daughter of the Tian family was kind-hearted and kindly rubbed me with medicine, hoping that my foot smell did not smoke her at that time. I can't be sure if there is still the ghost of a little boy in this room, and I don't know if the landlord who banged on the door was trying to enter the house and kill us, or if he wanted to take the little boy from the house. Because under the control of the charm, the outside cannot enter, and the inside cannot get out. But I really didn't have the guts to prove it at night, and I thought that when it was dawn, I would find out all this, and if the little boy was in the house, I would catch turtles in an urn.
With the frightened and idle night, it was particularly difficult, so that Tian Xiaofang was surprisingly awake that night. Since she already knew that the landlord had come back to ask for her life, I would not hide many situations from her. If the soul of the dead died unjustly, if it was for revenge, I would naturally not let it succeed. If it can't succeed, it won't be able to let go of the obsession in its heart. For such ghosts, admonition is useless, because it will regard any kind of exhortation as a stumbling block to one's revenge, and the only way to deal with it is to mercilessly remove it.
This is also the question I thought about the most that night, since I arrived at Tian's house, I encountered them twice in a row, which basically showed that it was determined to take revenge. But then I found out that I couldn't find any way that Master had taught me to let this suicidal soul go away with peace of mind. Do I have only one choice left? Do you really want me to summon thunder and fire and destroy it?
I finally survived until dawn, and the light in the room began to improve. The crashing sound outside the door continued, but it was much weaker, though I couldn't tell if it was because the ambient sound was getting weaker or if it was getting weaker. I asked Tian Deping to turn on all the lights in the room to make the light brighter, and I went back to the room to get my bag.
Since my bag was thrown on the side of the wall on the bed the first night when I went to bed. So I climbed into bed to get my bag, but when I poked my head into the bed, I found a dirty little boy squatting on the side of my sleeping foot, on the side of my bag.
That's right, it's the little boy.