"Oh my god, don't come over here... Just stay there and don't move." Ju Jingbai backed up against the wall, pressed tightly against it, and began to search for the talismans in his pocket. He stuck a bright yellow talisman under his eyebrows, one covering one eye. After covering his eyes completely, Ju Jingbai looked at the little ghost through the gap in the talisman and said, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"Sister, don't be afraid." The little ghost was so stunned by Ju Jingbai's actions that he didn't know where to put his fingers. He lowered his head embarrassedly, "I didn't mean to scare you. My name is Dudu. You are the first person who can see me, so I need your help with something."
"Is it about He Sishui?" Ju Jingbai asked tentatively.
"Yes, it's about my sister." Dudu clapped his hands in surprise and said, "Sister, you must have seen it. My parents are bad, very bad. I heard what they said to those stinky Taoist priests. My sister will die if she performs the last ritual, but they are still persuading her to do it."
When Ju Jingbai heard this, he paused and dialed the number on Xu Ge's phone.
"Hey, boss, are you free now? The kid who followed my roommate is here to see me."
Xu Ge dodged the approaching foul aura and frowned, saying, "Now? I can't go now. Registration for the Metaphysics Competition opened this morning, and I'm currently trying to qualify for the preliminary exam. Just hold on for a while, give me an hour. If you're scared, use the sound transmission talisman on your phone. Turn on the speakerphone and the ghost's voice will be transmitted through the talisman. I'll tell you what to do then."
Ju Jingbai prepared the sound transmission talisman as Xu Ge instructed. Xu Ge's voice came out: "Alright, you can ask that kid questions now. Put the phone to your mouth and pretend to be on the phone. Don't let others notice anything unusual."
"Okay." Ju Jingbai looked at the little ghost who was waiting obediently and said, "Dudu, now I'm going to ask you questions and you answer them. What is your relationship with He Sishui?"
"I'm the older brother. My sister and I are twins." Dudu's voice was a soft, baby-like one.
"Then Dudu, how did you die?" Ju Jingbai couldn't help but soften his voice.
"I ate something I was allergic to, and I got red pimples on my face. Later, I died because I didn't get treatment." Dudu was a little excited. "Sister, you are the first one to ask me this. After I died, there was a big brother who wanted to carry me to the other side. I secretly ran away to find my sister. She used to play with me when we were young, but after she went to school, she gradually couldn't see me anymore."
Ju Jingbai rubbed the Bagua formation on the phone case with her fingers. It seemed that Dudu was a child who died of natural causes, and that the older brother must be the ghost messenger. She smiled and said, "Dudu, what's your full name?"
"My full name...I'm Dudu." Dudu mumbled, then looked up at Ju Jingbai. As if afraid that Ju Jingbai would be unhappy, she whispered, "Then I'll tell you one person. My original name was He Sishui, and my younger sister's name was He Sixue. After I died, my mother gave my name to my younger sister."
"Actually, I'm a little upset. That's my name."
Ju Jingbai saw the top of Dudu's head out of the corner of his eye. His bluish hair was tightly attached to his scalp. He must have been only five or six years old when he died. He was even thinner than the elementary school ghosts from last night. Probably because he had been dead for too long, his small body was gray.
"Dudu, can you tell me again what your parents and the Taoist priests said?" Ju Jingbai asked.
"Of course, I'll show you." A smile tinged his baby voice, as if he were about to play some fun game. Then, he straightened his face and said, "Ms. He, are you sure you want to do this? Your son's soul hasn't left yet, but it's already a spirit. Using your daughter as a medium, I'll allow your son to return to your belly. There's a 30% chance of failure, and your daughter might die. If it succeeds, your daughter's health will be worse, and your son and the baby in your belly will be born as twins."
"Of course I have to. I've raised her well, so why wouldn't she do something for me? Besides, the chances of success are so high, she'll definitely not die."
"Ms. He, Mr. He, are you sure? The cost of this ritual is not low."
"We don't need that little money. Stop talking nonsense and just do as I tell you..." Dudu vividly portrayed his mother's voice. As he acted, he suddenly became worried, "Sister, if we call the police, will my parents be arrested and beheaded? They probably won't be beheaded. Let's call the police and have them arrested. It won't be good for my sister."
Ju Jingbai felt depressed just by hearing Dudu's performance. She originally just had a bad impression of He's mother, thinking that she was a nagging person and had a strong desire to control her performance, but she never thought she could be so desperate as to take such a chance. She comforted Dudu, "Don't worry, Dudu, I will help you."
"Boss, did you hear everything?" Ju Jingbai looked at the patterns on the floor and asked Xu Ge.
"I heard you. You guys go in first and see what the ritual is. Without anything more specific, it's hard for me to think of a solution right now." Xu Ge said.
"Okay." Ju Jingbai nodded, didn't hang up, and put the phone into his belly pocket.
"Dudu, just follow me, but don't get too close to me, okay? Just like your allergies, my physical condition doesn't allow me to get too close to you guys." Ju Jingbai reinforced his fear of ghosts.
"Really?" Dudu was surprised and took several steps back obediently.
When Ju Jingbai turned out of the corridor, she saw Dudu following behind her not too far away. The door of the small auditorium was still bustling. This time she really saw Mr. He standing and talking with the Taoist priests.
That's how they are, and they're still considered family, bah!
She was resentful in her heart, and secretly followed the little Taoist priest to the toilet. She listened quietly to the little Taoist priest going to the toilet, and then when the little Taoist priest came out of the toilet door, she knocked him out with a palm, dragged him to a hidden corner where the surveillance camera could not capture him, stripped the little Taoist priest of his Taoist clothes, and skillfully put them on herself.
"Brother, you are not a good person anyway, so just lend me this clothes, thank you." Ju Jingbai said, taking out two hundred yuan and putting it on the belt of the little Taoist priest.
Dudu looked at Ju Jingbai's actions curiously and nodded as if it was a matter of fact.
Ju Jingbai quickly said: "Dudu, don't imitate me, this is a special case for me."
Dudu smiled and said, "I won't learn from you. I can't knock him out. Sister, you looked so handsome when you knocked him out."
Ju Jingbai heard laughter coming from the phone: "..."
The small hall faces south and the lighting is not good. The curtains are tightly closed, and no sunlight comes in, making it look particularly gloomy. A two-meter-long coffin is placed on the shelf in the middle. Many young Taoist priests are moving things back and forth, and those candlesticks, talismans, coffins and walls are dedicated to a small statue, which is very delicate. The corners of the statue's mouth are slightly raised, which is very scary.
"Boss, this is very similar to the funeral rituals for the dead?" Ju Jingbai sneaked into the venue, put on headphones and whispered to Xu Ge about the situation inside the venue, and said in confusion.
"The habits of these Taoists seem familiar to me. When did they start?" Xu Ge asked.
"I heard them say that the auspicious time will be in half an hour, and they have already gone to find Sishui." Ju Jingbai said impatiently.
"If it's the group of people I know, half an hour will be enough. If you do as I say, we will turn a dark funeral into a happy one." There was a hint of sarcasm in Xu Ge's voice.
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