Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly raised his voice.
"But rules are rules. Even if you tear this shop down, you still won't get the 'Rebirth Lamp'! How about this, tell us how you died, and we'll help you find the murderer and get revenge. Maybe by dispelling your resentment, you can be reincarnated..."
"revenge?"
The female ghost suddenly let out a piercing laugh, and the vengeful spirit of the baby lunged at Liu Sandao, but was repelled by the restriction.
"The murderer has long since been reincarnated! I watched him get married and have children, watched him hold a full-month celebration for his son! Why! Why should I suffer in this dark and hopeless place!"
Her resentment materialized, and all the candles in the shop burst into flames.
The flames leaped three feet high, casting flickering light on Liu Sandao's face.
I clenched my fists, ready to take action.
Liu Sandao appeared to be standing tall and straight, but his shoulders were actually trembling slightly, and the back of his suit jacket was soaked with cold sweat.
Just then, he suddenly reached out and ripped off the large gold chain around his neck, throwing it at the female ghost.
"Here you go! It's pure gold! More valuable than a funeral lamp! Calm down!"
The gold chain drew an arc in mid-air, but melted into molten gold the moment it came into contact with the resentment, dripping onto the ground.
The female ghost was stunned.
Taking the opportunity, Liu Sandao took another half step back and leaned against the wall shoulder to shoulder with me, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.
"Let's discuss it again? How about I make you two paper figures of a boy and a girl? They're more practical than funeral lamps..."
His eyes were frantically gesturing to me, and that's when I realized what was happening.
He's stalling for time.
As the yang energy gradually increases, the righteous energy of heaven and earth is most able to suppress the yin and evil.
Under our gaze, the female ghost's body blurred like ink dissolving in water, yet half of her eyeball remained stuck in its socket, staring straight at us.
Liu Sandao suddenly grabbed my wrist, his nails almost digging into my bone.
Staring at the black liquid gradually congealing at the female ghost's feet, he swallowed hard and uttered three words: "Something's not right."
A sudden, subtle tremor ran through the air, as if countless strings of a musical instrument were being plucked simultaneously.
I caught a faint, almost imperceptible whiff of decaying grass, a sign that the underworld officials were passing through.
Liu Sandao suddenly laughed, his mouth widening to reveal his cigar teeth stained with tobacco: "Here they come!"
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