Take your sister to catch a ghost

Chapter 87 Two Bright Lamps
After walking around, another group of ghosts were scared away, and the rest were ghosts who were determined to get a share of Meng Ze's pie.

I went back to the room and looked at Meng Ze, the soul lamp was still on, but Meng Ze's condition was not very good.

There are about ten ghosts around, now it seems that the only way is to give the souls of these ghosts to Meng Ze, ghosts can suck human souls, and humans can naturally suck ghosts' souls, just need to use some special methods.

I went back to the house and took a glass bottle. In fact, eight-treasure gourds are better for collecting souls, but I have no preparations for that, so I can only use glass bottles instead.

He found a bottle at random and went downstairs. Before going downstairs, he took out the key on Xiaoxi's door and put it in his pocket.

When I got downstairs, I found a remote place and sat up. The area is quite busy, but it’s already late at night, and no one is passing by, so no one will see it, and it’s okay even if I see it. This can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

I didn't make those expressions on purpose, I put Meng Ze's clothes on, and let the breath of death radiate from the clothes. Sure enough, after less than 10 minutes, a ghost noticed me.

Close your eyes, you can feel the coldness around you, and the rustling sound coming from your ears.

When a ghost is close to you, your body will respond, and now this feeling is absolutely unmistakable.

But I didn't open my eyes. The ghosts who have just become ghosts are coming now. Their souls are not strong at all. As long as I can endure it, I can attract more ghosts to come forward, and I will conquer even more up.

There are those butchers guarding the house, so I don’t need to worry about it. The ghosts can’t avoid evil spirits just like seeing yang energy.

Sitting here, I wonder if Zhong Kui was a butcher before his death?Or an executioner?Otherwise, how could he become the king of ghosts.

When I was thinking about it for a while, a lot of ghosts came to me and began to deprive me of my soul. I frowned and let them go. They will suffer after a while.

I felt a little uncomfortable in my head, I didn't resist, I just made an uncomfortable expression, naturally I had to do a full set of acting, if I didn't give any expression, they would definitely be suspicious.

The number of people sucking my soul is increasing, and the headache is getting stronger and stronger. I frowned, and gripped the mahogany sword and the bottle tightly.

Now these ghosts must regard me as a delicacy.

After they enjoyed it for a while, I couldn't help it anymore and opened my eyes.

Oh, good fellow, there is a gust of wind in front of me, and all kinds of ghosts gather, strong and weak, big and small, male and female, all gathered.

There is no detailed count, at least there are more than ten or twenty.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately recited the soul-absorbing curse. They immediately wanted to retreat when they saw this, but they were blocked by the red string and copper coins that I had buried around them.

Unable to leave, they naturally set their sights on me, so they surrounded me one after another, ready to finish me off.

Seeing this, I recited the Calming Mantra instead. They are still very weak, so their soul-absorbing moves don't have much effect on me, but those few stronger ones can slightly affect me.

In the end, he switched to the Soul Containing Curse, opened the bottle at the same time, bit his middle finger, and smeared a circle of middle finger blood on the mouth of the bottle.

Within 10 minutes, there were only three of the twenty or so ghosts left.

These three can't be solved with ordinary soul-absorbing spells, so I can only use special ones.

I stopped, stood up and picked up the mahogany sword and the yellow talisman. The soft ones are not good, so I have to come to the hard ones.

Among these three ghosts, there is one that I know, the happy spirit ghost, whose evil level is comparable to the baby spirit and the red-clothed ghost, but it has not yet become a reality.

There is a record of this kind of ghost in the Book of Hundred Ghosts. It is said that it died suddenly at a wedding, and it turned into a ghost at some time. It likes to wear a red robe to appear at funerals. All the people who were overjoyed died.

I can't name the other two types of ghosts. There are too many ghosts in the world, and only a part of them can be named.

These three ghosts are all strong, but I didn't see them. After meeting Wang Zhenyu, any ghosts are weak in my eyes.

"Do you go in by yourself or shall I send you in?" I showed the three of them the bottle in my hand.

I used to be serious when catching ghosts before, but now I pretend to be a bit uncomfortable now.

They looked at each other, and then rushed towards me with teeth and claws. One wanted to put out three fires on my head, the other wanted to put out two bright lights on my shoulders, and the last one came to suck my soul.

I picked up the mahogany sword and waved it, and the two who came forward were scared away by me. As for the one who sucked my soul, they didn't come forward at all.

They retreat, I step forward, they continue to retreat.

It wasn't until the edge of the red rope that I changed to an extermination spell, and after only about five seconds of recitation, the three ghosts fell to the ground.

This spell is too overbearing, and I can't chant it for a long time before I have to get down.

When they got down, I squatted in front of them, clicked my tongue twice, then opened the bottle and put them in it.

Looking at a bottle full of milky white gas, I smiled with satisfaction, then turned and went back into the house.

When I went back, they were still standing in that position. I stepped forward and told them that it was all right. Then they stopped and sat aside. I thanked them again and again.

They mentioned that they were going to see the patient, and I agreed and let them walk in with me.

Walking in, I looked at the soul lamp, it was still on.

I ignored the light and went forward to turn Meng Ze over. His condition is even worse now. The butchers held their knives in their hands and hurriedly said to me, "I'm afraid it's not going to work. Send me to the hospital."

I smiled and asked them to take two steps back, because they were too powerful, and I was afraid that it would affect the souls in my hands.

"What is this?" They saw me inject these souls into Meng Ze's body.

"Just some smoke," I said.

As soon as I finished speaking, they immediately came to stop me: "This is not acceptable, stop quickly, it will kill him."

I ignored it and concentrated on reciting the spell. It would take a while for these souls to be completely infused into Meng Ze's body. Doing it too quickly might really kill him. After all, these things originally belonged to the dead.

Seeing that I couldn't stop, they were about to come forward to stop me.

I had no choice but to stop and explain to them: "I lied to you just now. It's not cigarettes. It's the medicine I took there in the hospital outside. It's quite novel. The doctor said it would be fine if the patient inhaled it into the lungs."

They suddenly realized something, and stood by the side in relief and continued to read, but there was still some doubt written on it, probably wondering what was going on in my mouth.

After I got all the souls of the dead into Meng Ze's body, I turned around to greet these big men, and invited them to sit down in the living room.

Chatting with them for a while, it turns out that they are from the same village, one kills pigs, and the others work on chicken farms. There are countless chickens, no wonder the evil spirit is so strong, it can be seen at a glance.

During the chat, they kept asking me to send the patient to the hospital, and one or two even took out their phones and prepared to call the hospital.

Obviously they didn't understand what I was doing, and I'm sure they wondered if I had a grudge against the patient.

Just as I was smiling awkwardly, Meng Ze came out holding the bedroom door.

When they saw Meng Ze, their faces were a little surprised, because Meng Ze's face was full of the mentality of a dead person just now, and now he can walk in such a short time, which is a bit unreal.

Meng Ze came out, looked at the four people, and then said in a daze, "The four are not ordinary people? Are they from Taoism?"

I rolled my eyes at Meng Ze, and whispered, "Butcher."

Seeing the shape of my mouth, Meng Ze understood. He smiled at the four of them, said thank you, and sat on the sofa.

After he sat down, I asked, "Are you better?"

He hummed, but his face was still full of weakness, it seemed that he was still in the middle of death and life.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Meng Ze told me.

"What?"

"Stay here with you any longer, and I'm really going to die," he said.

"Is it true that you are going to die? Then you were pretending to be dying just now? The last words are all done."

The conversation between me and Meng Ze made these boorish men dizzy and completely incomprehensible.

Meng Ze frowned and smiled slightly, as if the smile was too wide to hurt him.

(End of this chapter)