Chapter 42: What sin did I commit to meet you in the second half of my life?
How could these little devils listen to him? They just pressed down on Old Mitou.
"Ah! Help!"
He hugged his head and kept squatting down. At this moment, he once again felt like he was going to be Barbie Q.
Chen Xiaodao didn't even bother looking for Gu Yu's soul. He put the Sanqing Bell on his body, took out the Bagua Mirror, and jumped towards Lao Mitou: "The Heavenly Master has ordered! Come!"
Chen Xiaodao turned the Bagua mirror in his palms and shouted that the Heavenly Master had given orders. With a "swish" sound, the Bagua mirror emitted a burst of golden light that bounced the wandering ghosts back!
"ah!"
The little ghost screamed a few times, twisted his body and jumped to the riverside of the overpass!
After a few seconds, the sound of someone falling into the water was heard.
The little ghosts behind him seemed to be enraged, and they became fierce from being dull and stupid at the beginning!
"ah!"
They bared their fangs and claws and began to bite Chen Xiaodao!
Chen Xiaodao held the Bagua mirror in his hand and pushed forward with his feet. The golden light emitted from the Bagua mirror illuminated the wandering ghosts that came forward, causing them to scream and dodge!
But the more he resisted, the more wandering ghosts appeared around him.
After a while, the entire overpass seemed to be occupied by ghosts!
"No way, why are there more and more!"
Lao Mi Tou, who was hiding behind Chen Xiaodao, was so anxious that he jumped on the spot when he saw these ghosts coming in continuously and becoming more and more.
Chen Xiaodao protected him and retreated, and soon retreated to Gu Yu's side.
Feng Zhibai and Yan Kuan had also walked to Gu Yu's side.
Seeing the two of them coming back, she really couldn't help it and raised her hand to give each of them a slap.
"Who, who attacked!"
Suddenly being hit, the two men covered their heads and looked back vigilantly.
Only then did they see Feng Zhibai standing behind them with a dark look on his face.
"Grandma..."
Compared to ghosts, he seemed to be more afraid of this old grandmother.
Even scarier than her sister.
Although Lao Mi Tou is old, after spending the past two days together, he feels that people are sometimes scarier than ghosts, such as Feng Zhibai.
"What are you calling for? Calling for souls? Look at the two of you, what are you doing? I've only just done a brief study of this river, and you're planning to hold a gathering of wandering ghosts? What? Do you want to emulate Xiao Chong Chong and become the Ghost King?"
He Zhong who is far away in someone else's home: the prophet, the villain is called He Zhong.
She raised her hand and pointed impatiently at the wandering ghosts that were still moving forward in front of her, holding her forehead speechlessly.
Chen Xiaodao was more tactful. He knew that he was about to lose his temper in this situation, so he quickly changed the subject: "Grandma, now is not the time to talk about this. What should we do? There are so many ghosts."
"Yeah, Feng girl, what should we do? We won't break it here, right?"
Yan Kuan still couldn't see anything, but the gloomy energy in the air did make him feel very cold.
All he wanted now was for it to be over quickly, so he could go back, take a hot bath, and go to bed. It would be best if he woke up tomorrow and nothing had happened.
"What should we do? It's simple. Find Gu Yu's soul and spirit, and then run away."
Feng Zhibai calmly proposed the third option.
Chen Xiaodao stamped his foot and pointed at the large group of ghosts in front of him: "I know, but the current situation is that we can't find Gu Yu's soul! How can we escape?"
She sighed helplessly, turned her head and said to Yan beside her: "Xiao Kuan Kuan, Gu Yu's birth date and horoscope."
Hearing Feng Zhibai calling him, Yan Kuan let out a cry and took out Gu Yu's information. "Gu Yu's information," he began to introduce Gu Yu's general situation. "Gu Yu has no parents and grew up in an orphanage. He was adopted as a child, but was later abandoned by his adoptive parents and returned to the orphanage. Life was difficult, so he started working at the age of eighteen. He is currently working as a waiter in a hot pot restaurant. He is twenty-one years old this year, and his life is quite miserable."
Looking at Feng Zhibai, Yan Kuan told him about Gu Yu's general situation.
She didn't say anything. She took the information, turned the page, and kicked Chen Xiaodao's butt, kicking him down the stairs: "Go and pull these ghosts back. Don't let them get close to Gu Yu's body."
After being kicked like this, Chen Xiaodao rolled on the spot. After standing up, he glared at Feng Zhibai, then resignedly took out the Bagua mirror and the immobilization talisman from his bag, shouted loudly, and rushed into the group of ghosts.
"Ah! You little brats! Today I'm going to show you how powerful I am!"
On the steps, Feng Zhibai was flipping through Gu Yu's information. The other texts were too simple to understand, and she only recognized the series of numbers in his birth date.
"His horoscope is so strange."
Old Mitou also leaned over.
Feng Zhibai's brows were almost furrowed. After listening to Lao Mitou's strange horoscope, he spoke in a low voice, "Evil spirits gather together. The horoscope leans towards the dead wood. The wounded official destroys the rank and salary. The owl seal takes away the salary and official position. The money is robbed and the property is fought over. The seven killers, owl seals, wounded officials, and sheep blades gather together. The life is short, the fate is tragic, pitiful, and unforgivable."
Old Mi's scalp tingled when he heard this. "His horoscope is the worst I've ever seen! His connection to family, desires, and emotions is so thin and dull. This child is truly pitiful."
After closing the information, Feng Zhibai said nothing else.
Could it be that Gu Yu has no aura because his fortune is too bad?
But she had seen many people with bad horoscopes before, and had never seen anyone without energy.
And his fate.
His horoscope showed that he would have a disaster at the age of 23. This disaster was destiny and he would die.
But the strange thing is that there is a hint of spring coming back to life in this fate.
It seems like a glimmer of hope, but it is not one's own glimmer of hope, but one from outside.
Who helped Gu Yu to survive the disaster when he was 23 years old?
Is this a noble person?
But there is no noble person in his four pillars.
Feng Zhibai glanced back at Gu Yu lying on the ground, and tilted his head towards Lao Mi: "Go, get the incense and incense burner you dropped on the ground earlier."
"Ah? The incense thrown on the ground?"
Old Mi looked at Feng Zhibai in confusion, and then he remembered that he was in a hurry to summon the spirit just now and mistakenly threw the incense on the ground as the guiding rice.
But now the incense is among the group of ghosts and wild ghosts. If he goes down, won’t those ghosts absorb the yang energy?
"No! I'm scared!"
Holding his upper body, Lao Mitou dodged backwards.
Feng Zhibai didn't get angry either. He hummed calmly and pointed at his empty palm: "Do you still have incense and an incense burner in your hand?"
After a moment of thought, he said, “No more.”
"You need incense to summon spirits. What should you do if you don't have any?"
"purchase."
“But there are no incense shops nearby now.”
Feng Zhibai guided him sentence by sentence with an innocent look on her face. She felt that her patience was particularly strong now!
Old Mitou was stunned by the question and pointed tremblingly at the ground below the stairs: "There are still two on the ground, the two that were just thrown away."
"Then hurry up!"
As soon as he said this, Feng Zhibai glared at Old Mi, scaring him so much that he jumped and went down the stairs crying.
"What sin have I committed to meet you in the second half of my life!"
"Why are you crying? Hurry up, stop dawdling."
He raised his hand and made a hitting gesture. Feng Zhibai smacked his lips and looked back at Yan Kuan.
Yan Kuan noticed the unkindness in her eyes, smiled bitterly, pointed behind him, and slowly took two steps back: "I... won't disturb you."
"Well, you know what's interesting."
Shaking her head proudly, she reached behind her head and with her slender fingers pulled out a red rope that was almost as thick as the roots of her hair.
She squatted down to look at Gu Yu, pinched Gu Yu's cheek with her right hand and tilted it to the side, and with a flick of her fingertips she removed a hair from Gu Yu's head.
After braiding the red rope with her hair, she tied the red rope around Gu Yu's wrist.
This is to lock up the soul in Gu Yu's body now, and also to prevent those wandering ghosts from running up and trying to enter Gu Yu's body when the soul is summoned later.
"Small Dao, cinnabar, yellow paper, brush."
After finishing her preparations, she turned around and shouted at Chen Xiaodao who was trying hard to stop the wandering ghosts from coming forward.
"good!"
He pulled the yellow cloth bag and threw the whole bag to Feng Zhibai: "That's all I have, it's all yours!"
"Chen Xiaodao, come and help me!"
Before he could cast the spell in his hand, Old Mitou called out to him.
Looking sideways at Lao Mitou, he was lying on the ground, being besieged by several little ghosts.
“Here I come!”
He responded, stepped on the ground, jumped forward, and hit the ghosts with the talisman in his hand, and shouted: "Stop!"
In an instant, the little ghost was frozen.
Seeing that the little ghost did not attack him again, Lao Mitou crawled out from the ground and patted Chen Xiaodao's shoulder with a relieved look: "Thank you very much."
After saying that, he climbed up the stairs without looking back and handed the only two remaining incense sticks in his hand to Feng Zhibai.
"Give."
"Where's the stove?"
Feng Zhibai was rummaging through Chen Xiaodao's yellow cloth bag when he saw him asking whether he had given him the incense or the stove.
"Uh… I forgot."
“Go again!”
Taking out the yellow paper from Chen Xiaodao's bag, she shouted in annoyance, twisted cinnabar with a brush, and wrote down Gu Yu's birth date and eight characters on the yellow paper.
“Ouch!”
Old Mitou didn't dare to delay and yelled. He stood on the steps and shouted at Chen Xiaodao who was working hard below: "Chen Xiaodao, throw the incense burner over here!"
Chen Xiaodao was busy picking up one in each hand. When he heard Lao Mitou asking for the incense burner, he looked up at him impatiently and said, "Where is it? Why didn't you take them all at once?"
"It's right in front of you. I forgot! Hurry up!"
Old Mitou pointed excitedly at a place ten meters away from Chen Xiaodao.
When I looked closely, I saw the incense burner lying at the feet of a little ghost.
"knew!"
He shrugged his shoulders, took a step forward, and ran towards the incense burner with a muffled roar.
Maybe it was because he had been applying the talismans to ward off evil spirits, but he seemed to be hallucinating and saw a dark shadow flashing under the overpass in front of him.
The black shadow was like a ray of light, flashing and then disappearing.
"What?"
After a moment of confusion, he rolled his eyes back and forth, reached out to hold the little ghost still, and bent down to pick up the incense burner on the ground.
“Ding-da-da”
My hand just touched the incense burner!
A drop of water from somewhere hit the back of his hand.
Chen Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, raised his eyelids and looked straight ahead, but what he saw was not the little ghost, but a pair of wet feet!
These feet were surrounded by yin energy, like the white of a dead person with a hint of black!
You can still vaguely see faint corpse spots on the soles of the feet along the ankles!
And he could clearly smell a strong odor of decaying corpse coming from his nose!
"Oh my god... no way... water ghost."
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