Chapter 67: The Ghost
Du Shenfei held the knife in one hand, stretched out his left hand, and gently patted Bai Zhu's vest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Mao Ye said loudly: "Where did the dead man's head come from?"
There was no sound outside the door, and there was no response.
And then something even stranger happened.
Suddenly, a fireball glowing blue slowly floated in from outside the door, and this fireball landed right in the center of the hall.
Bai Zhu screamed again, but she couldn't help it, and secretly turned her head to look at what was happening in this hall.
As soon as the fireball fell on the skull tower on the ground, the skull pattern suddenly burst into flames, this flame glowed blue, flickering and flickering, big and small, just like the ghost fire in the underworld.
Bai Zhu immediately screamed again.
Mao Ye stared at the skull on the ground, his hands gripping the handle of the hammer tightly.
Du Shenfei and Xie Duying didn't seem to see the flames on the ground at all, and were staring at the door intently.
The two of them immediately saw seven or eight black and white, lifeless, ghostly shadows blown in by the autumn wind outside the door. Taking advantage of the fire on the ground, I saw that the eyes of these ghosts were black, their long blood-red tongues hung on their chests, and their faces were as white as paper.
The ghosts floated slowly, like leaves blowing in the breeze, slowly drifting in through the door.
Du Shenfei had already grasped the hilt of his sword, and Xie Duying had also tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. As soon as these ghosts approached, knives and swords would immediately stab out. Both of them believed that both humans and ghosts would fall tonight.
At this moment, the fire on the ground suddenly and strangely extinguished, and the main hall immediately became deathly dark and ghostly silent.
Du Shenfei now felt that these ghosts were obviously much faster than just now, and a cool breeze poured in, Du Shenfei's knife and Xie Duying's sword were immediately pulled out, and the two of them turned over in the air at the same time, stabbing straight out with a knife and a sword. This knife and a sword were stabbing at a ghost closest to Du Shenfei and Xie Duying.
Du Shenfei's wrist flipped, his body rose vertically, and the knife in his hand also swept left and right. But every time the knife was slashed, it seemed that it did not come into contact with the flesh of these ghosts at all, and with each swing, only a strange sound could be heard, which was completely indescribable, like the sound of the same finger flicking on the paper. Are these ghosts really ghosts from hell? Don't they have a body at all?
When Du Shenfei had already swung thirteen knives in a row, his people had already turned back to the chair they had just sat on, and Xie Duying's people had also swept back. The two of them immediately listened attentively, and there was no sound in the dark night sky.
At this time, the skulls on the ground were already lit up again. Du Shenfei looked at it by the firelight, and saw the remnants of the seven or eight ghosts lying on the ground.
Everyone took a closer look, but it turned out that they were all human figures cut out of thick paper, and under the ribs of each paper figure's chest, where the sword had been cut, red blood was flowing strangely.
As soon as Bai Zhu saw such a terrifying scene, she immediately screamed again, lying tightly on Du Shenfei's chest, her whole body was already trembling, crying and trembling and shouting: "Brother, they are all ghosts...... I'm afraid of ghosts...... I'm so scared ......."
Seeing that Bai Zhu was frightened like this, Du Shenfei also hugged Bai Zhu tightly, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, what are you afraid of such an interesting performance? You have to know that this is not a ghost at all, but just someone is making trouble." ”
But Bai Zhu hugged him tighter, shook his head slightly, and said, "I still don't dare to look at it." ”
Mao Yesheng seemed to be very puzzled and asked, "Brother, do you know how this came about?"
Du Shenfei said: "I once saw some magic shows on the street. Presumably, the tricks they are using now are just like magic. ”
Bai Zhu hurriedly asked, "Brother, what is magic?"
Du Shenfei said: "Magic, which is often referred to as illusion, is also a kind of performing art, which is ever-changing and unpredictable. Some people also call magic tricks 'fairy tricks' to inflate their own value. In the Three Kingdoms era, there was a Fang Shi Zuo Ci, who was a master magician. According to the "Historical Records", King Anxi's "offering to the Han with a large bird's egg and Li Xuanshan dazzling people" is also magic. "Xijing Fu" also records the magic show of magicians 'swallowing knives and spitting fire' and 'dividing the land into a river'. ”
Mao Ye was surprised: "Ah? Who is knocking on the door outside?"
Du Shenfei said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's not people knocking on the door at all." ”
Mao Ye immediately asked, "Brother, it's neither a ghost nor a human, what is that?"
Du Shenfei said: "I heard that some Jianghu warlocks are good at using the technique of 'ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night' to deceive the public and obtain ill-gotten gains, but in fact, it is just some ordinary means. ”
Mao Ye said: "Then who is knocking on the door?"
Du Shenfei said: "Bats." ”
Mao Ye was surprised: "Why did the bat knock on the door?"
Du Shenfei said: "Because the door was smeared with yellow eel blood, as soon as the bats smelled the bloody smell of yellow eel, they would bang on the door one after another." ”
Mao Ye let out a long "oh".
By this time, the fire on the ground had long been extinguished.
Bai Zhu also trembled and asked, "Brother, what's the matter with the fire on the ground? There is always fire all at once, and there is no fire at once." ”
Du Shenfei said: "This fire, speaking out, is more ordinary, they just make good use of phosphorus powder." ”
Bai Zhu nodded and said, "But what about these ghosts floating in the air?"
Du Shenfei smiled: "Of course, this is not a ghost, because there are no ghosts in this world at all." Even if there are ghosts, they are only ghosts made by people. ”
Bai Zhu said: "Then why do they bleed?"
Du Shenfei thought for a while and said: "This should be the so-called 'sword slashing demon magic' of the warlocks in the rivers and lakes, as if the blood burst out on the paper with alkaline water in advance, and then put it under the sun to dry, the blood stains will disappear as soon as they are dried, as long as they are sprayed with turmeric water, the blood drawn with alkaline water will react with turmeric water, showing red, and it looks really like a bloody demon corpse." In fact, they are just some deceptive tricks, specially used to scare old men and grandmothers and children. So, you don't have to be afraid of these things at all, it's just that someone has an ulterior motive and uses these tricks skillfully. ”
Bai Zhu listened and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Du Shenfei said: "I know a friend, if you know him in the future, you will know that he is far more clever than these pediatric tricks." ”
Bai Zhu asked, "What is this friend of yours called?"
Du Shenfei said: "It's called ten thousand rattles." I just don't know, when will I ever see him again?"
Bai Zhu asked, "Where is this Wan Rattle?"
Du Shenfei said: "I only met him once in Lin'an, and I don't know if there will be a chance to meet him again in the future." ”
Bai Zhu said: "Brother, when you see him, can you tell him, I also want to learn magic from him." ”
Du Shenfei said: "Okay! I will tell him." ”