Chapter Ninety-Five: Snatching the Soul and Saving Xiaodou
Countless fools began to panic, slamming their teeth and claws into the barrier, trying to break through and escape. However, it didn't have the slightest effect, and the enchantment slowly but surely shrank like Mount Tai pressing down.
Mao Shanying stomped his feet and said fiercely: "If I go back, I will fight with the Book of Heaven, I still don't believe it, such a powerful spell, I am so smart, how can I not learn it! Let's go, I am still stunned? It's time to go back to the inn!"
"Oh oh!" the second egg replied twice, and kept looking up as he walked back, obviously reluctant to see this rare scene in front of him.
The enchantment in the air is shrinking, and the space where ghosts can run around is also constantly compressed, like crabs that have been slowly pulled out of the bottom of the sea in a net, and they have nothing to do but the useless struggle.
On the wooden fence of the inn, where was the white snake quietly coiling, and when the enchantment passed over it, Bing Sanzhang in the center of the inn suddenly drank: "Target: Alien soul, 100 percent, suck!"
In an instant, a dazzling white light burst out over the entire inn, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and when they opened it again, the sky was already as clean as washing.
The explosive growth of the vitality value made Bing Sanzhang's back molars happy, clapped his hands, and happily announced the successful end of tonight's ghost catching operation-
Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the night of the fifth day.
The front hall of the inn has been cleaned up and arranged into a mourning hall, Xiaodou is lying there in a white cloth, and her daughter-in-law is kneeling next to her, burning paper money little by little.
There were a lot of tributes on the table, especially a lot of wine, and there were three jars of fine wine, and bursts of wine aroma wafted out of the mouth, slowly spreading out.
Tonight is the night of the soul, Bing Sanzhang and the others are hiding behind, except for Xiaodou's daughter-in-law in the front hall, only the thick white snake on the beam remains.
"The seventh day after death is called the first seven, and the first seven days were originally the days when people were born, and they were the last breath of life of people, and they were the places where the soul of people was! Through the human body, it would turn into a yin wind, which was actually the yin soul of people! That is to say, when people died, the soul would leave. ”
In the backyard of the inn, Maoshan Ying gave everyone Maoshan science popularization in a serious manner.
"But Brother Xiaodou is obviously different, his soul is the first to leave the decent, the body is not dead, and the last breath of vitality has not yet been spit out. In this way, the order is reversed, so on the night of the soul return, the other ghosts are here to see the last relatives of the Yang world, but the Xiaodou brothers are to take away the last breath of vitality!"
Xiao Man shouted: "No, no, no! Xiaodou is not going to die by himself, why should he take the living qi?
The old ghost shook his head and said, "At a glance, you can tell that you haven't walked the Huangquan Road, the Huangquan Road is full of miasma, and the ghost will lose consciousness as long as he takes a breath." Otherwise, when a few people die, they will obediently follow the ghost to the ghost gate?"
Bing Sanzhang touched his chin and said, "So, when Xiaodou came back, he almost lost his consciousness?"
"Indeed!" Mao Shanying nodded: "That's why we need to prepare more!"
Xiao Man pouted and said, "Can you just watch?"
"When the soul returns to the house, not only is there a ghost escort before and after, but also there is a time limit for entering the house, once the hour comes, the soul must be pressed to leave, as long as the soul takes a step slower, the ghost will beat it with a red-headed black lacquer stick. With such strict rules, even if we make a move, there is no guarantee that the soul of Brother Xiaodou will be saved.
Therefore, we have to admit that the method that Lin Dao Chang said is indeed our only hope!"
Xiao Man was about to say something more, Bing Sanzhang suddenly raised his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Quiet, they are coming!"
The wind howls in the vestibule.
The five-colored paper ladder on the ventilation window swayed, and the flames of the ever-bright lights above Xiaodou's head turned from bright to dark, and began to exude a ghostly atmosphere. Xiaodou's daughter-in-law held the mourning stick in her hand tightly, she knew that the ghost had come.
Three incense roots, three bowls of rice, three plates of chicken, duck and fish, three jars of wine, put together a spectacular life.
In this day and age, such a lavish offering is extremely rare.
The three ghosts walked in with the confused white beans, and they were all surprised when they saw the sacrifices, and praised them: "This family is really sensible, not only has wine and meat, but also prepared three servings, this time our brothers don't have to rob it." ”
"Yes, yes, there are still people who know that our ghosts are three in heaven and earth, it's really not easy!"
"I think, just let Bai Xiaodou stay a little longer, let's have a good drink!"
The other two ghosts all shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, that's it!"
The three ghosts had not seen such a rich sacrifice for many years, and at this time, where could they still endure it, one of them picked up a large wine jar, and began to pour it into his mouth.
The three ghosts are not big, their bellies are as big as a drum, and after eating a few bites, they have lost half of the jar.
A ghost hiccuped and muttered, "Eh, how do I feel like the house is turning again!"
A ghost sat on the ground and giggled and shouted, "It's obvious that you are turning again!"
The two fell to the ground at the same time, and the third ghost laughed and said, "You guys have too much to drink, how can you just drink a few sips...... Pour...... ......"
After saying that, he also fell headlong, and the wine jar in his hand was not grasped steadily. "Click" slammed on the ground and shattered.
Xiaodou's daughter-in-law was startled, and hurriedly took out two grapefruit leaves and pressed them on her eyebrows. Looking around, I saw Bai Xiaodou with thick chains hanging in the middle of the hall and dull eyes on his face.
She counted her nose and almost didn't cry.
Holding back the sourness in his heart, he didn't act rashly, he looked around first, and saw that the three ugly-looking ghosts had already fallen, so he breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized his mind, and reached out to pull the bell.
The bell in front of the white snake rang as soon as the bell rang.
Bing Sanzhang in the backyard stood up suddenly: "The ghost is almost down, everyone hurry up!"
Everyone rushed into the antechamber.
Bing Sanzhang saw the ghost at a glance, and motioned to Xiao Man: "Sleepy!"
Xiao Man smiled and stretched out his hand, and the three ghosts almost floated up out of thin air, slowly shrunk and fell into Bai Shengsheng's little hands, directly turning into a thumb-sized figure.
Stretching out his finger, a translucent enchantment clasped the three ghosts upside down.
The old ghost and Mao Shanying joined forces and smashed the chains on Xiaodou's soul in a few strokes. Mao Shanying had words in his mouth and a solemn expression.
Dong Chao and Xue Ba had already helped Xiaodou's body up, and the old ghost led Xiaodou's soul between Mao Shanying and his body.
Mao Shanying opened his eyes suddenly, slammed the spell in his mouth, shouted, and slapped his palms together.
Xiaodou's soul was as if it had been hit by a locomotive, and it flew out in an instant, crashing straight into the flesh.