Chapter 91
Just as we were eating, her grandfather started making a fuss again.
At this moment, we clearly saw her grandfather pointing out the window and saying in fear: "There are so many people outside, they want to take me away, save me, save me."
Erma and I looked at each other.
Erma pulled a soothing talisman from her bag and placed it on the old man. He calmed down for a moment and stopped making noises. By this time, his spirits had recovered. He looked at Erma and me and asked Wang Shan, "Who are these two?"
Seeing that her grandfather finally recognized her, Wang Shan said excitedly, "Grandpa, this is the master I found at the Tianshi Mansion. You are finally healed."
She hugged the old man and started crying.
Wang Shan must be feeling incredibly distressed. The grandfather she'd relied on for everything suddenly lost consciousness. As a girl, she couldn't imagine the immense pressure she must be bearing. Seeing them, I couldn't help but think of my own grandfather. I couldn't even remember how long it had been since I last saw him; his image had become blurry.
It turns out that the sadness was just suppressed by me, and once it was triggered, it swallowed me up like a beast.
The scene brought back memories, and my eyes also became red.
But I quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes while they were not paying attention.
Wang Shan's grandfather hugged her, patted her on the back and said, "Don't cry, it's okay."
But the more she said this, the harder Wang Shan cried.
I pulled Erma out of the house and whispered, "Do you feel anything unusual?"
Erma shook her head and said, "No."
"Strange." I didn't feel anything unusual either.
I don't believe any little ghost can escape the detection of Erma and me. It seems that this matter is a bit unusual.
After a while, Wang Shan came out, her eyes red and sobbing. She said, "Masters, please don't stay outside. Come in."
I dragged Erma out just now because it was a bit inappropriate for the two of us to stay in there under such circumstances. Now that they have calmed down, Erma and I returned to the house.
Wang Shan was feeding the old man. After he finished eating, we learned from him that three days ago, he suddenly saw some dead friends and relatives gathered outside his home, waving to him through the window, wanting to take him away with them. As for where they were going, it goes without saying: it must be the underworld. This frightened him so much that he hid in his bed.
Fortunately, Wang Shan came to Tianshi Mansion to find us today, otherwise the old man would probably be scared to death.
After applying the soul-calming talisman, the old man looked much better and had more strength to speak, but Erma and I still couldn't find anything abnormal. It seems we can only wait and see tonight.
After nightfall, Erma and I shared a room.
The two of us talked in low voices.
"This old man's situation is very similar to being caught up with a little ghost," Erma said.
"And after you put the soul-calming talisman on him, it really worked," I said.
"But why can't I sense the imp's presence?"
I am also confused about this and can't figure out what is going on.
"Let's see if we find anything tonight," I said.
"Yeah." This was the first time Erma encountered such a situation, and there was nothing she could do.
Since there is no other way, the best thing to do is to wait and see.
Sure enough, around ten o'clock, Wang Shan's grandfather started making a fuss again.
"Li Laizi, why are you here at my house? Get out of here right now. Aunt Liu, I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving. All of you, don't come to my house. Get out of here right now, all of you."
Hearing his shout, Erma and I quickly got up to take a look.
The talisman Erma had given him was still in his hand, but his terror couldn't be faked. Unless he was truly mad, all this was just a fantasy. Erma quickly produced a talisman, and a wisp of flame erupted from her sword finger. As she lit it, the talisman floated into the air, filling the room with flames. Wang Shan's grandfather's eyes froze for a moment, but the situation only worsened. He began to lash out with his teeth and claws. Wang Shan couldn't control him, so I immediately stepped forward to help.
During this time, I looked out the window intently, and saw a group of people standing outside the window. No, they were a group of ghosts.
They were pale, wearing very old clothes, and stretched out their hands to scratch at the window. But the talisman light that Erma had just cast shone into the house, and the ghosts didn't dare to come in. They shouted Grandpa Wang Shan's name outside: Wang Geqing, Wang Geqing...
It seems that his grandfather really saw a ghost. If an ordinary person saw so many ghosts calling his name, he would be scared to death.
Erma also sensed something strange outside the window, but she was maintaining the talisman, so I could only help. Black flames flashed from my left fingertips, and I drew a ghost-dispelling talisman on the palm of my right hand and threw it out the window.
The talisman gradually grew larger in the air, but before it could hit the ghosts, it turned into green lights and drilled into the ground.
At this point, Wang Geqing gradually calmed down.
Erma also withdrew his magic power, and the talisman instantly turned into ashes.
Wang Shan asked me crying, "What happened to my grandpa?"
I knew his grandfather really saw something unclean, but I was afraid that telling her would scare Wang Shan even more, so I didn't tell her.
I comforted her and said, "Don't worry, we are here."
After Wang Geqing fell asleep, Erma and I whispered, "Did you see that?"
Erma said, “I just felt it.”
She can't see ghosts yet, but her senses are very sensitive.
"There is indeed a ghost at work. Could it be that someone wants him dead?" I said.
"Could it be that he had an enemy with someone before, and that person used the ghost-scare technique to take revenge?" Erma said.
“That’s possible,” I said.
The art of shocking the soul with a little ghost is a form of sorcery. It involves collecting the target's hair or fingernails and placing them inside a small paper figurine. The target's birth date and eight characters are then written on the figurine's back using a woman's menstrual blood, and their name is written on the front. The head of the figurine is then stained with the umbilical cord blood of a dead baby. After three days of incantation, the target will be haunted day and night by a deceased acquaintance, until they are frightened to death.
But this method is extremely vicious and will shorten one's lifespan. No one would do this unless there is a deep hatred.
The next day, Erma asked him, "Have you offended anyone recently?"
Wang Geqing said, "I'm usually kind to others and don't remember ever offending anyone. Little Master, do you think someone is deliberately trying to harm me?"
After all, Wang Geqing was a lay Buddhist in the Tianshi Temple, and he had heard about these things.
"It seems to me that someone has cast a spell on you, so you see unclean things." Erma said.
If it was really man-made, with Erma's magical powers, I'm afraid she would not be a match for that person. Fortunately, I followed her this time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Wang Geqing thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "I've been working in the fields recently. I just had a few arguments with Wu Laosan while watering the fields a few days ago, but he couldn't have cursed me just because of those words. Besides, he doesn't know how to do that."
Erma said, "Then let Sister Shan take me to visit Wu Lao San's house later."
Erma suspected that Wu Laosan was up to something.
Indeed, some people look honest on the surface, but no one knows what kind of person they are.
So, Wang Shan took Erma to Wu Laosan's house, and I stayed here to take care of Wang Geqing.
What I didn’t expect was that not long after they left, Wang Geqing started making a fuss again.
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