Summoning the Soul and Sealing the Soul
The ghost's delicate little hands kept tearing the flesh on the man's softest abdomen, and stuffed it into his mouth one bite at a time.
A pool of blood formed on the ground, but it strangely flowed to the four corners, gathered at the corner of the wall, and was absorbed by the wall.
Yuanli felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but she couldn't wake up from her sleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but the door was pushed open and a beam of light shot into the room, shining on the ghost fetus’s foot, instantly burning a scar. A tiny wisp of white smoke rose, emitting a pungent odor.
Along with the light came the ghost mother into the house.
She was like the biological mother of the ghost fetus. As soon as the ghost fetus saw her, it crawled to her feet obediently and looked up at her.
It was impossible to see clearly what the ghost mother did. A dense crowd of severed hands crawled in from outside the door and stopped behind the ghost mother, arranging in an orderly manner.
She pointed casually, and the ghost fetus crawled to the side of the corpse, grabbed the wrist and began to gnaw and break it until all four hands were bitten off. Then the ghost fetus, like an obedient puppy, held the severed hand in its mouth and put it next to the ghost mother.
The ghost mother pulled her loose robe, which dragged on the ground, so that the edge of the robe swept across the four severed hands. After reciting something silently, the severed hands miraculously revived.
After another round of spells and incantations, the wall became soft and several large bulges appeared, forming a human shape.
Then, the human figure emerged from the wall, looking like a monster.
Just as Lian cast a spell to sense the rotting corpse monster in the gap inside the wall of the room where Yuanli was sleeping.
They were headless, their bodies covered in sticky, bubbling, dark green pus. So much pus that it completely obscured their true appearance, and their bodies were covered in fist-sized pus bumps.
The corpse monster's head was also held firmly in its right hand.
The monster used his left hand to wipe away the pus in front of the severed head held in his right hand. The two eyeballs were swollen and bulging out of the eye sockets, and were squeezed back and forth by the force of his wiping.
Yuanli looked at it and felt that the eyeball, which was already swollen and about to burst, might be blown out by him at any time.
When the pus covering the eyeballs was cleared away, the eyeballs moved back and forth, looking inside the house. When they saw the ghost mother, they showed a look of fear.
The monsters seemed to be able to accurately find the direction of the couple's bodies because of their clear vision. The four monsters walked to the bodies in groups of two.
They once again used their left hands, which were still dripping with pus, to wipe the pus from the front of the severed mouth. After they were able to open their mouths, they carefully pulled out a piece of black cloth from their mouths.
When unfolded, it was another spirit-calling banner with Psylocke characters painted on it.
However, this soul-calling banner is different.
It is divided into two sides, the inner layer should be used to summon souls, while the outer layer is used to seal souls.
In addition, there are some formation symbols that have never been seen before on both sides of the soul-calling banner.
When they spread it out flat, Yuanli looked at the unprecedented array symbol, which looked like an upside-down red spider lily with its flower head facing the ground.
The corpse monsters skillfully used the inner side to summon souls, absorbing the souls of the couple that had not yet left their bodies into the soul flag.
The souls of the two people, who were originally dazed and unresponsive, screamed in pain the moment they were absorbed into the Soul Banner. They struggled frantically to escape from the Soul Banner, but they had no power to resist.
The corpse monster deftly crumpled the soul flag into a ball with one hand, and only the soul-sealing pattern could be seen on the entire black cloth. The screams and struggles of the two souls also dissipated at this moment.
The ghost fetus, squatting at the ghost mother's feet and witnessing the entire process, was so scared that it curled up into a ball.
From the moment the corpse monster walked out of the wall, the ghost fetus showed its fear of them.
Until the corpse monsters walked back into the wall, the wall became hard from soft, and the dark green pus left on the floor flowed and gathered in the corner of the wall, and was absorbed by the wall cleanly, as if they had never appeared. It was clean and quiet, and the fear in the ghost fetus's eyes had not completely dissipated.
It is also a monster created by the Ghost Mother, so what is it afraid of?
The severed hands behind the ghost mother jointly lifted the bodies of the couple and walked towards the white flower bushes in the main hall.
She took a look at the blood in the room and began to clean it up, being extremely careful and attentive. There was no disgust in her eyes for the mixture of minced meat, blood, and amniotic fluid, only pride and joy in her masterpiece.
Soon, the ghost mother cleaned the room so clean and tidy that it looked as if no one had ever lived there.
Picking up the ghost baby, she stood at the door for a while before quietly closing the door and leaving.
The whole room fell into darkness again, and Yuanli could not see anything. The nightmare seemed to end at this moment, and she felt as if she had fallen asleep.
But I didn't sleep peacefully for long before I could hear the faint sounds of a group of children skipping rope and singing.
"Cans, cans, round and round, buried one by one in the garden. There are many playmates in the garden, and mother mother is very happy. Don't make any noise, good little boy, you must listen to mother, otherwise you will not be reincarnated. Little boy, little boy must be obedient, otherwise you will be angry and your soul will be scattered..."
"Cans, cans, round and round, buried one by one in the garden. There are many playmates in the garden..."
Yuanli was awakened by their rhythmic singing of nursery rhymes. Their voices became louder and louder, closer and closer to her, so close that it seemed as if they were right next to her.
She couldn't open her eyes to see clearly around her, and she didn't know whether it was a dream or the soul singing the nursery rhyme was really singing to her.
Fortunately, they didn't sing for long before the sound faded away.
The fourth night.
She heard again the laughter of the children skipping rope and singing nursery rhymes, this time more clearly.
After listening to it countless times and becoming distracted, Yuanli, who was lying in the dark and unable to open her eyes or move, finally felt the breeze on her face.
The smell of moist soil and grass after the rain filled her nose. She slowly opened her eyes and what came into view was the small courtyard outside the wooden house.
And she turned into a five-year-old girl, who was being led by the ghost mother, walking from the house to a group of children who were jumping rope and playing on the grass outside.
Yuanli knew clearly that this was a dream.
Just like having a nightmare and becoming a woman in labor, she could feel the emotions of this body firsthand. Everything came from the original little girl and could not be controlled by Yuanli's thoughts.
The ghost mother in front of me is pretending to be a kind mother.
At this moment, her face was not as stiff as when Yuanli first saw her. Although her expression was unnatural and slightly weird, it was not so frightening or uncomfortable.
She squatted down, holding Yuanli's shoulders, and said in a gentle voice that could not be denied, "Qingmiao, be good, go and play skipping rope with your brothers and sisters."
The ghost mother's words were like an order that came true, causing her to approach them uncontrollably.
She stood by, watching them jump rope and listening to them sing nursery rhymes.
These children are not very old, but their skin color is very strange, a little like... faded.
It's not just the clothes that have faded, but the entire person, including the skin, hair, clothes, shoes and socks, have faded to varying degrees.
After watching for a while, Yuanli felt a little tired and sleepy, and squinted her eyes, but she had to stand here because of the ghost mother's order.
When rubbing her right eye, Yuanli saw with her left eye a group of sealed earthenware jars playing jump rope.
They were still singing the nursery rhyme about skipping rope, but the sound seemed a little muffled, probably coming from something sealed inside the earthenware jar.
The degree of dirtiness of the dirt and dust attached to the surface of the earthenware jars also varies. The dirtier and older the jar is, the grayer the corresponding child will look.
That is, the deeper the "fade".
Perhaps, the degree to which children "fade" represents the length of time they have been sealed in earthenware jars.
Yuanli put down her hands that were rubbing her eyes, and the scene before her eyes changed back to a group of children jumping rope and singing nursery rhymes.
She tried again, raising her hand to rub her eyes. No matter which hand she used or which eye she covered, as long as she looked with only one eye, the children she saw turned into earthenware jars.
She used this method to look at herself.
Fortunately, I am still a human being.
The oldest boy among them approached her, talked to her enthusiastically, and taught her the nursery rhyme about skipping rope word by word.
She didn't want to learn, so she was a bit perfunctory, not trying to remember, just repeating.
After teaching her twice, the little boy noticed what she was thinking. He said to her seriously, "If you don't want to disappear from this world completely, you must remember these words! Sing after me, 'Be quiet, don't make a fuss, good little boy, and you must listen to your mother, otherwise you will not be reincarnated. Little boy, little boy, you must be obedient. If you anger your mother, her soul will scatter. Remember? You must listen to her."
"So what if you don't listen to her! She's your mother, not mine!"
The little boy quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Shut up! If you anger Mother, we'll all be in trouble! I don't have time to care about your life or death, nor do I want to, but we don't want to get into trouble and get implicated!"
The little boy seemed to sense something, glanced at the main door of the wooden house, and quickly let go of her hand. He pushed her angrily and cursed, "Bad kid, slap your mouth!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the main door of the wooden house opened, and the ghost mother called her name, asking her to come in. Her feet began to walk away quickly without her control.
The children jumping rope nearby, including the little boy, returned to the state they were in before she came. When she didn't exist, no one looked at her.
As soon as she entered the house, the ghost mother slapped her hard to the ground. The pain made her dizzy and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. She was in so much pain that she couldn't get up.
The ghost mother summoned a severed hand, clamped her ankle, and dragged her to follow the ghost mother.
Her clothes and skin were worn out by the old floor, and some of the splinters on the wooden boards had pierced deeply into her delicate skin.
The young girl could not withstand such a heavy slap from the ghost mother. Even if she wanted to beg for mercy out of fear, she did not have the strength to get up.
The severed hand dragged her up the stairs with the ghost mother. Her body kept bumping against the stairs, and she felt severe pain in her internal organs.
Halfway up the stairs, she fainted.
When I woke up again, I was forced to wake up by even greater pain.
She was lying in an empty, dimly lit room with many candles lit, allowing her to clearly see the ghost mother gently scraping her cheek with a rusty, broken knife.
She could feel that her body was covered with bloody wounds and it hurt so much everywhere.
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