Chapter 110 Jinjiang First Release
Having said that, Bai Mian turned around and left in a leisurely manner. The uncles and aunts behind her looked at her in surprise. Some people wanted to follow her, but were stopped by Lame Brother.
"Haha, don't take it seriously, I'm just kidding. There are no ghosts in this world. It's getting late and the weather is so hot. Let's go home and have lunch early!"
Lame Brother smiled and asked the crowd to leave, and Weng Xuhua stood up and closed the shop door.
Gao Jin made sweet and sour pork tenderloin and dried shrimp and winter melon soup today. When he heard that Bai Mian didn't eat at the store at noon, Gao Jin was instantly disappointed: "Ah? What a kid, why did she leave without eating? This is the soup I specially made for her! No, no, I have to leave a bowl for Mian Mian, I can't let her go hungry."
As he spoke, Gao Jin took out a few small bowls and left some food for Bai Mian.
On the other side, Bai Mian arrived at the door of the secret room escape. The lock had been broken by Shen Suifeng and it opened with a light push.
According to Shen Suifeng's description, she found the secret room in the style of a mourning hall, opened her third eye and looked around, and indeed she saw the king's ghost.
His facial features were distorted, his limbs had become incomparably long, and the whole person looked like a melted wax statue. He looked at Bai Mian sadly, as if hoping that Bai Mian could rescue him.
Bai Mian ignored him and walked straight into the back of the room. After reaching a corner, Bai Mian stood quietly, feeling the sounds around her. She seemed to hear countless hoarse, wailing cries for help.
"Lingdi, come out!" Bai Mian shouted.
The system's voice soon sounded: "Host, I'm here."
Bai Mian: "Why is there such heavy resentment here?"
System: "Report to the host, this place was an ancient mass grave thousands of years ago, with a huge number of people buried here. Most of these people died in accidents, so there is a lot of resentment here."
No wonder... Bai Mian thought silently in his heart, this place was a very dangerous place when it was still an alley many years ago. Now it has been turned into a row of shops, the feng shui situation has changed, but the evil spirit remains. It turns out that it is because of these wronged souls.
Bai Mian waved and said, "I want to collect them. Give me a prop!"
System: "Received. We have temporarily awakened your magical instrument - the Golden Light Talisman!"
At last, a golden talisman and a brush dipped in red ink appeared in Bai Mian's hand.
Bai Mian threw the talisman paper into the air, and the golden talisman paper automatically stayed in the air. She picked up the pen and wrote a wild and unrestrained spell on the paper.
After the ink dried, Bai Mian took off the talisman, held it between two fingers, and threw it far away. The talisman flew out automatically, shuttling back and forth in the room like a dart.
Wherever the talisman goes, all the ancient wronged souls are subdued. Every time a wronged soul is subdued, one drop of blood will appear on the talisman. When all the souls are subdued, the talisman will have turned blood red.
Bai Mian reached out to take the talisman and looked around. All the noisy sounds in her ears just now had quieted down, and it seemed that the resentment had disappeared.
"From now on, this place will no longer be a place of great danger, and no new earth-bound spirits will be born here." Bai Mian said.
After the evil spirit disappeared, the king's soul returned to normal. Bai Mian walked up to him with the talisman. He looked at Bai Mian in fear and begged for mercy:
"Master, please let me go. I am a living person and do not belong here. I don't know how I ended up like this. I don't want to stay here. I want to go back!"
"It's time for you to leave here," Bai Mian sighed softly, "but not to go home, but to hell. After you have been punished in hell, you can be reincarnated again."
The king's ghost was terrified: "Why? What did I do wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"
Bai Mian shook his head: "You know what you did in your heart. I have no intention of arguing with you. Everything in the world has cause and effect. You can't escape retribution by pretending not to remember."
As he spoke, Bai Mian "slapped" the talisman on the king's forehead. In an instant, a golden light flashed in the room, the king's soul disappeared, and a drop of blood appeared on the talisman.