Chapter 1446 It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away! The flames in the brazier were almost pressed to the ground, and paper ash danced wildly.
I quickly covered the brazier with both hands, leaving only a small gap for oxygen supply, and stuffed paper money into it at the same time.
If this fire goes out, it will be a disaster!
Suddenly, a corner of the white cloth covering the woman's body was blown up, right at the very top!
Suddenly, a horrifying sight was revealed: the flesh below was a bloody mess, but the neck was completely empty.
Zhang Qiang and Luo Tianhe were so frightened by the sudden and bizarre sight that they took a half step back, their faces turning pale.
Veins bulged on Wang Po's forehead as she shouted fiercely, "You wicked creature! This body is not yours to live in! You dare to be so violent! All ghost messengers, heed my command! Send this soul away! So be it!"
As she spoke, she suddenly pulled out a palm-sized bronze Bagua mirror from her bosom. It was obviously quite old and probably a treasure passed down from her ancestors.
Then, Granny Wang bit her tongue and spat a mouthful of blood, faintly glowing with spiritual light, onto the mirror surface.
Instantly, the mirror surface rippled like water.
Seeing this, Granny Wang did not hesitate to press the mirror towards Xiaoyun's face!
With a "pfft" sound,
Just like a drop of cold water falling into boiling oil, a sharp, almost ear-piercing scream burst from Xiaoyun's throat!
At this moment, she finally loosened her grip on her neck and began frantically scratching at the bronze mirror in front of her.
But when her fingers touched the mirror, puffs of blue smoke with a fishy smell rose up.
"Aaaaaah! It hurts, it hurts so much! Give me back my head! Where is my head?!"
I immediately saw an opportunity to get rid of him, so I grabbed a handful of specially made guide money.
It's yellow paper money with cinnabar on the edges and blurry runes printed in the middle. It's different from the paper money burned for ghosts. It can't be spent; it's usually used to guide ghosts.
I lit the money in the brazier and then threw it forcefully toward the northwest corner of the morgue.
The northwest direction is the direction of the gates of hell. Throwing the sap there is to send her to the gates of hell on her own.
"Zhang Wei, follow the firelight. We know your suffering, and we will definitely help you find your way back, find out the truth, and stop clinging to the past and being trapped by your obsession!"
As I scattered paper money, I shouted in a steady, penetrating voice, trying to awaken the last vestige of her self-awareness.
After all, a normal ghost's nature is to go to the gates of hell and be reborn as a human. I have already paved the way for her.
If she could awaken her true nature, she would choose to leave this place rather than remain in the world and become a vengeful ghost.
Luo Tianhe also realized what was happening and tried to persuade him from the side:
"That's right, this is a police station, an official place, we won't lie to you! Just go ahead and rest assured, the police will definitely find out the truth for you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiang gritted his teeth, pulled out his police ID, and shouted loudly:
"Officer Zhang Qiang, I will personally investigate this case. No matter what's involved, I will get to the bottom of it and give you and your family an explanation. Trust me!"
Our words, spoken with different identities and powers, were like three ropes trying to pull back the soul that was about to completely sink!
Wang Po's pressure seemed to ease for a moment. She took the opportunity to perform a series of magical steps, while still pressing the Bagua mirror firmly against Xiao Yun's forehead, not daring to relax for a moment.
With her other hand, she quickly pulled out a handful of crumbs mixed with old glutinous rice and iron nails from her cloth bag, and without even looking at them, scattered them at Xiaoyun's feet.
"May the dead travel on their way, and may the living retreat! Iron nails pave the way, and glutinous rice ward off evil! By the urgent command of the Supreme Lord Laozi, send them away—!"
As if some invisible force was colliding, Xiaoyun's body shuddered violently.
Her rolled-back eyes trembled violently, as if trying to flip the dark side over.
Finally, Xiaoyun's eyes returned to normal, and her body slumped backward, collapsing against the wall.
I suddenly shivered, feeling an extremely cold current rushing towards the direction where I had scattered the guiding money.
It then crashed into the northwest wall, leaving a blurry, water-stained black mark before disappearing instantly.
With a whoosh, the flames in the brazier returned to normal, leaping up from their low position and quickly engulfing the remaining paper money.
The biting chill in the morgue quickly subsided; although it was still somewhat cold, the bone-chilling cold had dissipated.
Granny Wang stumbled and almost fell, so I rushed forward to support her.
She was panting heavily, her face ashen, clearly exhausted.
What pained her most was that an extremely fine crack had appeared on the bronze Bagua mirror.
When I looked down, I saw that there were already seven or eight fine cracks on the bronze Bagua mirror, which were almost covering the entire surface of the mirror.
Xiaoyun collapsed to the ground, her neck covered in shocking finger marks, still oozing blood, but her breathing gradually stabilized, so she should be alright.
We looked at each other, our foreheads covered in cold sweat.
Those last ten minutes or so were more thrilling than a life-or-death battle.
"The old saying is true: it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."
After catching her breath, Granny Wang looked at the unconscious Xiaoyun and the black mark on the wall, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.
"Especially those who suffered great terror before death, whose souls were damaged, and whose obsessions were extremely deep, almost didn't make it through. It's all thanks to the few of you who were there."
At this moment, Granny Wang seemed to be still in shock. She was only glad that we were all there, otherwise she alone probably wouldn't have been able to send away this evil spirit, and she and her daughter would have been stuck here.
Zhang Qiang wiped his sweat, still shaken, but he also completely acknowledged Granny Wang as a folk expert.
"Grandma Wang should have sent Zhang Wei's spirit away by now,"
Granny Wang shook her head, then nodded.
"Most of her obsessions and lingering souls were forcibly removed from the girl's body and sent to where she was supposed to go, following the guiding path, or they dissipated temporarily. But as long as this case remains unresolved, she is at risk of returning at any time."
"Wouldn't Xiaoyun be in great danger? Couldn't this ghost return to him at any time?"
Luo Tianhe quickly asked. Although he didn't know Xiao Yun well and it was the first time he had met her, he was still a little worried about the girl.
"It's alright, I'll keep an eye on this girl myself. Even if that ghost comes back, it won't be able to possess her easily. It's just that you might get haunted."
At this point, Wang Po gave me a meaningful look.
After all, she came to my house last night, and it seems she has some obsession with me.
I am completely baffled by this.
Why does this guy keep bothering me?
What is so special about me?!
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