Chapter 977 The Returnee's Notes 51
Xie Ning was closest to the ghost at that moment when the mournful sound of the xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) came over. The ghost froze and then rushed towards Ouyang Lin.
Wang Ze, who had already run over, quickly grabbed the spirit-binding rope and went up, but unexpectedly the ghost ran away.
"Why did the formation fail?"
Ouyang Lin, who was thrown to the ground by the impact, stretched out her hand, "My blood has stained the talisman, and the red rope here is broken."
How could the red string break?
Ouyang Lin shook her head; she didn't know either, she had only just discovered it.
"I blew it off." Huang Lili's face was full of annoyance. "I didn't look at the direction correctly and threw a few beads to blow up the ghost, but I didn't expect it to do it on purpose. That was exactly where the array point was located."
That ghost is too cunning.
"Never mind." Wang Ze sat on the ground, panting heavily. He could only say that the client was just unlucky.
His master had said before that they would not go into the mountains. Now that the ghost has run away, it must have gone into the mountains. Of course, it may return to the old house later, but the client will have to find someone more powerful to exorcise it.
"Where are the others?"
As soon as they asked about the people inside the house, they came out. However, Wang Laodao was carried out by Wang Heng. His back injury was not serious, but he was very tired from the exhaustion.
Huang Shan's face was black, as if he had been blown up, and his forehead looked like it had been smeared with charcoal.
Upon seeing the bruises on Huang Li's neck, Huang Shan rushed over, "What happened? Did that ghost come here?"
After saying that, he took out a small medicine bottle and applied medicine to Huang Lili. "Ouch! Ouch! Dad, it hurts!"
"Bear the pain, because if this evil energy isn't expelled in time, you'll lose half your life."
After exchanging information, the group realized that Wang Laodao and his companions had also fallen into a trap. The ghost hadn't deliberately stayed in the house to cause trouble; rather, it was imprisoned there and unable to leave.
In a secluded corner of the house, there was a haunted house. That house was originally built to house the dead, but now it had been turned into a storage room. They were trapped in that house and had to use all their magical powers to break free.
This fulfilled the ghost's wish, freeing it from its confinement. The group wanted to give chase, but they were bewildered by the illusion. By the time they emerged, the ghost had already vanished.
Old Wang sat down on a nearby rock, completely baffled. "Did this family know about the haunted house, or did they not?"
If you knew, there must be some secret involved.
If you didn't know, that would be very strange. The craftsmen who build houses usually know something and wouldn't make such a simple mistake as building an even number of steps.
Moreover, the door was built in a corner where it never gets sunlight, which shows that it was left as a door for ghosts.
Because the area was overgrown with weeds and vines, and piled with a lot of miscellaneous items, they overlooked it.
Xie Ning frowned. "I did see a door when I was inspecting it, but when I went in, I found it was just an illusion caused by the vines. Was there really a door there?"
"Hmm, you later realized it was an illusion; you must have been under a spell." This ghost is truly powerful and very cunning.
No wonder I always felt that the feng shui of that house was strange. Isn't it like a person living next to a coffin?
However, due to the passage of time and some deliberate concealment, they failed to discover exactly what was wrong.
This attempt was fruitless. Xie Ning turned around and saw Ouyang Lin quietly gazing into the distance, ignoring the bleeding wound on her hand.
"Do you need gauze? We have some here, let's bandage it up first." There's also some hemostatic powder left.
Hearing Xie Ning's voice, Ouyang Lin came back to her senses and softly thanked him, but she didn't ask Xie Ning to bandage her hand. She just took the gauze and casually wrapped it around her hand.
Xie Ning glanced at her wound, then turned her gaze back to the spot where Ouyang Lin had just fallen.
There was a wooden stick stuck there, with a yellow talisman tied to it with a red rope, and a small peach wood plaque attached to it. It was a point where the second layer of the formation was located.
Now the wooden stick has fallen, the yellow talisman has been torn apart, and the peach wood plaque is stained with human blood, rendering it ineffective and completely destroyed.
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