I grabbed Xia's wrist with my hand behind my back, and when my fingertips rolled over her wrist bone, the touch was unusually stiff, as if I were holding a piece of soaked wood.
The blood vessels under the skin suddenly bulged, and purplish-black lines spread from the back of the hand to the forearm like a spider web.
Wherever it passed, the skin turned bluish-gray, as if ink had seeped into the blood vessels.
"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
"Yeah?"
I gripped her wrist tightly and slammed it onto the table.
Several lumps suddenly appeared on the inside of her forearm, and through the skin, you could see fingernail-sized bumps wriggling.
The red pen was knocked to the ground, and a black circuit board was exposed where the pen barrel cracked.
It is a miniature remote control that controls the magnetic pen.
Xia's face was eerily distorted in the candlelight.
The left half of his face still retained the texture of a living person, while the right half had three bloody cuts.
The rotting flesh curled up, exposing the fascia, and white maggots crawled out of the wound, gathering into wriggling clumps on the chin.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Seeing this, the pink-haired girl went crazy, frantically grabbing her hair, her expression even more distorted than Xia's.
However, she didn't go crazy; that was already her limit.
It can be said that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Taking advantage of her momentary hesitation, he grabbed a black candle from the table and smashed it in her face.
The candle exploded the moment it hit her forehead, breaking the incense inside in two. Ash mixed with wax splattered on her face, sizzling and producing white smoke.
Fuck you!
I followed closely and leaned forward, pressing my left thumb against her philtrum and then slapping her Tanzhong acupoint hard with my right palm.
This is the Taoist technique of "soul-slapping palm".
The principle is "press, shake, and destroy the soul".
Xia's body arched suddenly, and a muffled sound came from her throat.
The ghostly figure beneath the Taoist robe was shaken to the point of semi-transparency, revealing the water plants entwined beneath her red skirt falling away in a rustling motion.
"Do you think I don't know how to use borrowed items?"
I took a coin out of my pocket; it was the five cents she had just used to play the trick.
He then pressed the wax on her forehead: "The incense ash, candles, and talismans in this shop, aren't they all for suppressing evil spirits? Do you think you can become powerful just by attaching yourself to someone?"
The female ghost struggled violently inside Xia's body.
The shoulder bulged and collapsed strangely, as if a hand was running under the skin.
I took the opportunity to grab her wrist at the "Shenmen" acupoint and forcefully pry it back until I heard a "click" sound of the joint dislocating.
Xia screamed and fell to her knees. The ghostly figure of the female ghost peeked out from behind her, her long hair sweeping across the ground.
"Get out here!"
I raised my hand and slapped Xia hard on the back of the neck.
The female ghost let out a piercing scream, and the phantom finally floated half a meter above her head.
I seized the opportunity and inserted the broken incense stick into Xia's hair, then wrapped her wrist with the talisman on the table.
"The three souls return to their rightful place, the seven spirits return to the body, and evil spirits are driven away!"
Xia's body convulsed violently, and the female ghost's long hair sizzled as it burned with incense, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke that drifted to the side and coalesced on the ground into the outline of a woman.
It was a female ghost in red!
"I'm asking you!"
I pressed the burning incense stick to the female ghost's forehead, and the ash fell onto her cracked skin, making a "sizzling" sound.
The ghostly figure recoiled in pain, a ghostly blue flame flickering beneath her red skirt: "There was someone who came to play with the Ouija board before, named Mengmeng, was it you who caused that?"
"I have never harmed anyone!"
Her voice was choked with sobs, yet still a shrill scream that was a mixture of male and female: "They were terrified, their yin energy was seeping out of their pores, and I just opened my mouth to catch a couple of breaths."
"Yin energy?"
"You intensified their fear, causing the yin energy to condense into threads, and then took the opportunity to absorb it. Did you think I didn't know?"
The ghostly figure began to flicker, yet continued to wail: "I've been trapped in this ventilation duct for ten years! If I don't absorb the yin energy, I'll vanish into thin air..."
She cried bitterly, "A cement wall is pressing down on my head, rats are gnawing at my eyes... If I don't absorb the yin energy, I'll turn into mud in the wall!"
"The custom for water burial is to remain in the town for ten years, but you have absorbed the yin energy of so many people, you should have been extinct long ago."
"Giving you yin energy is not impossible, but we'll have to find a different way."
I threw the burning talisman into the porcelain plate. The coin spun twice in the plate and stopped at the position of the character "安" (An).
"I'm sending you off to the afterlife now. From now on, go to the City God Temple and keep watch over the incense offerings properly. Don't hide in the pipes and scare little girls anymore."
However, I have nothing to offer for the deceased, so I can only send someone to fetch it.
I turned to look at the three of them.
The pink-haired girl slumped in the corner, her mascara mixed with snot drawing strange patterns on her face, making her look like a squashed snail.
Qianqian slumped straight back in the chair, drool dripping from her chin into her collar; she was already dizzy.
"Xiaoyue!"
Helpless, I could only look at Xiaoyue.
"Don't hide like a mouse. Go to the door and find the landlady. Ask her for three white candles, half a bowl of water, and an inkwell—a real inkwell, not some plastic prop!"
Xiaoyue peeked out, her eyes unfocused: "M-Master... I...I dare not."
"Hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, she might possess you!"
Of course, I was just trying to scare her.
But it works!
Xiaoyue jumped up with a start, but just as she reached the door, she suddenly turned back: "Is rootless water rainwater? But it didn't rain today!"
"Water from the fish tank will also work!"
I ripped off Xia's Taoist robe belt and drew crooked ghost-suppressing talismans on the ground: "Hurry up!"
A few minutes later, Xiaoyue led the proprietress in.
When the landlady rushed into the room, she was startled by Xia's stiff, lifeless body.
"What happened? What did you do to Xia? She..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a female ghost huddled in the corner.
The hem of her red dress was still dripping water, and plaster from the ventilation ducts hung from her long hair.
Terrified, she immediately let out a pig-like scream.
Where is the stuff?
Looking at her empty hands, I immediately realized that she didn't take it seriously at all.
Xiaoyue twisted the hem of her clothes, feeling wronged: "I...I told her I wanted white candles and an ink line, but the landlady didn't...don't believe me."
I turned to the landlady, who was still staring at the female ghost, trembling, her eyes unfocused.
"Bring the things over right now, or I'm not going to take care of you anymore!"
Upon hearing my words, the proprietress trembled, finally regaining her senses. Her knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground, crying out, "Master, save me! Master, save my life!"
"Shut up if you want to live! Go get your things."
The proprietress is very sensible now.
He turned and ran away, then rushed back carrying a huge pile of things in his arms.
Because he was running so fast, the white candle in his arms was knocked over and almost spilled all over the ground.
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