I am an immortal in heaven and earth

Chapter 18: Diao Ke Sha

Time gradually shifted to midnight, and a demonic wind rose.

The temperature also dropped sharply, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were covered with frost.

The dim moonlight fell weakly through the thin window paper, and invaded the room along with the cold air.

Xu Jia shrank back from the quilt and said secretly: "Yinsha Ningshuang, this evil ghost is suitable for making a refrigerator and air conditioner. It is best to use it to cool down in summer."

The dark wind was swirling in the room, as if looking for something.

"Meow!"

A wildcat screamed.

Then there was a pinging sound like something was broken!

Xu Jia set up a simple Feng Shui formation during the day. To the ghost, the flowing Qi was like a river, blocking the way forward, while the steady and solid Qi was like mountains. These mountains and rivers combined into a maze.

In other words, this ghost was walled up by Xu Jia and was violently cracking it.

After a while, many strange sounds disappeared again, leaving only deathly silence.

Xu Jia frowned slightly, it seemed that this simple Feng Shui formation had been broken by him.

At this time, there were faint whispers and hoarse calls coming from my ears, erratic, sometimes distant and sometimes near.

It seemed like the ghost was outside the window, in front of the door, or beside the bed.

"Xu Jia...~where are you...~hehe...you are playing hide and seek with me, right? I'm about to find you..."

The ghost clearly had no footsteps, but Xu Jia heard heavy footsteps approaching step by step.

This is a kind of "intimidation" that breaks people's defenses and makes them fearful.

But Xu Jia is not afraid of ghosts. As the saying goes, people are 30% afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are 70% afraid of people. If Xu Jia can't deal with such an evil spirit, then he has really cultivated into the belly of a dog.

Since Xu Jia had set up a formation in the courtyard during the day, why should the room be more important?
At this time, a landscape painting was hung on the door. This painting originally hung behind Xu's father's desk, representing "backer". It was given to Xu Jia's grandfather by the person who sold him to him when he bought an eighth-grade official.

It means that from now on, I will be your supporter.

Although Xu Jia's grandfather is dead, the backer is still very active today.

Xu Jia was afraid that the backing picture was not intimidating enough, so he drew another "Taishan Talisman Picture" on it.

There was no way this ghost could push "Taishan" away and enter the room.

As for the bed where he slept, Xu Jia also tied a spiritual knot with a straw rope.

No matter what tricks the ghost uses or what noises it makes, it is essentially scaring people. If it doesn't frighten people into fear and confusion, then ghosts can't harm people.

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

The essence of a ghost is a group of obsessions with evil spirits. There is nothing to be afraid of. The most powerful thing is to carry a whirlwind to blow out the Yang fire in people.

Although this hanged ghost is fierce, it is difficult to directly possess and kill normal people. It requires a series of foreshadowing. It makes people unable to sleep well and makes them sleep like a hawk. People with weak yang energy will become energetic in three or four days. In a trance, he was finally manipulated by the evil spirit.

When Xu Jia was taking care of his apprentices in his previous life, he taught the "evil spirit transformation ritual", which was to send away these "evil ghosts".

It's just that Blue Star is somewhat unfriendly to ghosts, and the soil of this world is more suitable for the survival of these supernatural ghosts, and they may be stronger.

But Xu Jia is not afraid. You should be lucky if you didn't kill me. If you did, you would have broken the seal. If it were me, I would kill you.

Back to the underworld, Xu Jia is still a small official in Dongkong Qingling Palace, a civil servant in the underworld, but he may be ridiculed. He got a three-day tour experience card in the underworld, but instead of returning to the underworld, Xu Jia can find a hilltop here and be able to stand on his own. Ghost King.

The footsteps soon arrived outside the door of Xu Jia's room.

The only bit of moonlight outlines blurry and distorted shadows. The heavy footsteps stopped here.

Then the door opened and the sound came.

"Crench."

But the painting hanging on the door didn't move.

"Crench!"

"Are you in there, Xu Jia... Are you in there? I've found you... Come with me, I'll take you to a good place..."

The ghost couldn't push the door open, so he stuck his eyes through the crack in the door and stared inside.

A stream of Yin evil blew out of his mouth, turning into cold air, and the water in the air condensed into frost.

His eyes moved up and down, swaying.

But nothing was found. From his perspective, he couldn't see anything. Xu Jia seemed to have turned on his invisibility.

The straw rope knot tied on the bed is the "mandala barrier". Japanese Shintoism once learned this method and tied it at the shrine and the seal of the demon.

He was not willing to accept the insult, so he puffed up his mouth and blew in the evil wind.

The door creaked, and so did the windows.

But it just can't be opened.

This ghost is hard to get rid of. Although I know Xu Jia is inside, I can't help it...

"It seems that Xu Jia is not inside, so we have to look elsewhere."

The muffled voice drifted away.

After a while, the sound of the wind dissipated, the cold breath weakened, and the footsteps began to go elsewhere.

The dark shadows visible outside the window also dissipated, and the dim moonlight shone in again.

Xu Jia didn't get up to check. The ghost was treacherous and cunning, as the saying goes, "it's full of lies."

Sure enough, an hour later, another voice came from outside the door: "It seems that he is not in this room."

There was another black shadow that seemed to have just changed from crouching to avoid people's inspection to standing, and wandered elsewhere.

……

Xu Jia didn't know whether the ghost had left or not.

However, they are not too worried about the situation of Xu's father and Xu's mother. Their room is in the main house. The side room next to the main house is a Buddhist hall, where Xu's mother often worships Buddha.

No matter how brave this ghost is, he won't dare to get close.

Moreover, Xu's father is the head of the family, he has hundreds of acres of fertile land, and he is also the head of the family. If he is not afraid of him and scolds him instead of being a scholar after passing the examination, he will retreat even more.

Xu Jia's guess was correct. This ghost bullied the weak and feared the strong, and went straight to the "lower room" and "side room" where the mother-in-law and maids lived.

This time the door was opened quickly.

A black shadow stood in the corner. The ghost opened its mouth and blew out cold air.

There was another weird creaking sound.

But the older woman snored like a thunderous voice, and she couldn't wake up even if she made trouble.

The hanged man felt bored for a moment and looked at the young man.

There is only one young maid in the Xu family, and it is Xiaohong.

Xiao Hong was frightened at this time. In the first half of the night, his mother-in-law snored, which kept him awake. In the second half of the night, there was a dark wind outside, and the wild cats were frightening... In addition, Xu Jia gave her strange orders during the day, and it was hard to avoid overthinking...

"Giggle! Giggle!"

The old hen next to the bed cries uneasily when the ghost enters the house.

Xiaohong held her breath and concentrated, not daring to move. She clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms, and the pain only made her clearer.

Cold sweat broke out on the soles of her feet, and she was so scared that she was afraid that she would see a terrifying sight next moment.

For example, the ghost lifted her quilt.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and every sound was amplified to the extreme, becoming a weapon to torture Xiaohong's nerves.

The small space under the quilt was filled with an increasingly intense atmosphere of horror.

The old hen that was tied to the foot of the bed was frightened and flew and jumped, trying to escape.

Xiao Hong only felt the coldness spreading to her body through the quilt. I was almost so scared that I was about to cry, and a large number of goosebumps appeared on my neck and back.

She had already remembered what Xu Jia said during the day, "If you don't want to die, just do it."

She didn't want to die, but she was glad that she listened to Xu Jia's advice.

But she didn't know if it would be useful.

At this moment, he was just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, huddled in bed, waiting for the final outcome.

Dead or Alive.

(End of this chapter)