Yi Ba took out the incense paper money from his green cloth pocket and muttered a lot in front of the grave. The general idea is that I want to invite the person in the tomb to come out and talk about the Prince Consort’s Tomb.
Speaking to the grave, can the resentful ghost really hear you? I doubt this.
A lot of paper money has been burned, and the incense candles have almost been burned, but the surroundings are still quiet and there is no change at all. As for the resentful ghost, naturally he didn't come.
"It seems that just burning some paper money can't attract the resentful ghost!" I said to Yi Ba.
“Yes!” Yi Ba nodded and said, “Since we can’t invite you, we’ll have to do it forcefully.”
Yi Ba placed the paper man in front of the grave and asked Wei Chenxin and I to retreat three meters away.
I saw that Yi Ba used his left hand to pinch the middle part of the first and second joints of his two fingers, which is called "grinding the needle"; then he pinched the upper joint of his middle finger, which is called "啕"; and then he pinched the fourth finger. The middle section is called "red apricot"; pinching the middle finger close to the palm print is called "mohei"; finally pinching the middle section of the middle finger is called "lingbao".
This is the Five Mountains and Three Painting Techniques. Once Yi Ba pinched this technique, the eyes of the paper man who was standing quietly in front of the grave suddenly widened. Immediately afterwards, something magical happened. The paper man clattered into the woods.
The trick Yi Ba used was to ask the paper man to look for ghosts, which meant that he asked the paper man to go into the mountains and lure out the resentful ghost. After the paper man left, Yi Ba was not idle. He sat cross-legged on the ground and read scriptures there.
Time passed minute by minute, and the paper man who left had no intention of coming back. Chanting sutras was very laborious, and at this time, Yi Ba's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.
More than half an hour passed, and Yi Ba's chanting voice became smaller and smaller. It seemed that he couldn't hold it any longer. But the paper man who went out and the damn resentful ghost still didn't even have a shadow.
“If it doesn’t work, forget it!” I said.
Yi Ba stopped and said: "This can be considered as a human effort. Whether it can succeed or not depends on fate in the end."
"Is there anyone who needs my help?" I asked.
"Burn some more paper money. No matter it is a human or a ghost, there is nothing wrong with giving him money." Yi Badao said.
Wei Chenxin and I took out the paper money from our bags and burned it in front of the grave. It was burning, and suddenly there was a dark wind. The wind was quite strong and it was blowing loudly.
The pile of paper money and ashes we burned on the ground quickly rose to the sky and danced wildly in the air under the destruction of the cold wind.
"Is that resentful ghost coming?"
I have blown the wind in the mountains before. It cannot be as chaotic as the wind in front of me. There is no direction, it is just blowing randomly. One pass. I guessed that this abnormal wind was definitely not a natural wind, so I asked Yi Ba for proof.
Yi Ba took out a talisman and was about to chant sutras. Unexpectedly, the talisman actually lit up on its own.
"So powerful?" Yi Ba looked surprised.
"Is it the resentful ghost?" I asked.
"It should be." Yi Badao said.
“Ah!”
A scream came from the other side of the woods.
As soon as we heard the sound, we ran over. It's the paper man, the one Yi Ba released. At this point the guy fell to the ground, writhing in pain. Suddenly, a small flame burst out from the paper man's body and ignited. In the blink of an eye, the paper man burned into ashes.
The paper figures burned to ashes, the wind stopped, and everything returned to calm.
"What is going on?" Yi Ba's brows were furrowed. He was obviously thinking of something!
"Burning the paper man is threatening us and telling us to get out of here." Yi Ba paused and said, "That resentful ghost is someone we can't afford to offend, but now he's back in the mountains. , let’s not mess with him. Let’s learn some things and get down the mountain quickly!”
Yi Ba is not a timid person. He said this, which means that we are serious about this place. Can't stay any longer.
The three of us quickly packed up our things and went down the mountain.
When I returned to Qinglong Bay, I found a Pajero parked at the entrance of the village. Uncle Duan's car is parked here, doesn't it mean that he must have come to Qinglong Bay?
The lights in Chu Chengliang's house were on, and it looked like there was someone in the house. Out of curiosity, the three of us walked over. As soon as he reached the door of the house, he heard voices coming from inside.
Judging from the sound, there should be three people in the room, and they seemed to be discussing something. But what the three people inside were talking about, because their voices were so low, I couldn’t hear a word clearly.
"Crunch..."
The door suddenly opened.
"Hey! Are you three eavesdropping?" Uncle Duan said to us in a sinister tone.
"Eavesdropping?" I rolled my eyes at Uncle Duan and said, "You are not talking about anything shameful. What is there to eavesdrop on?"
"That's true. "Uncle Duan smiled slightly and said, "How about you three come in and sit down and let's chat together?"
Uncle Duan asked us to come in and chat. Judging from his expression when he spoke, he should be serious and not just saying it casually!
"Since Uncle Duan invited us, we are disrespectful!" Yi Ba expressed his stance, so naturally Wei Chenxin and I had to support him! So the three of us entered the house openly.
Xiong Xiang, the host, did a good job. As soon as we entered the door, he enthusiastically brought three chairs for us to sit on.
"What are you talking about?" I asked Uncle Duan.
"The grave in the bamboo forest has been dug up, do you know?" Is Uncle Duan asking knowingly?
“I dug it.” Wei Chenxin took the initiative to admit it.
"Did you dig it?" Uncle Duan looked surprised and asked, "Why did you dig it?"
"Didn't you say there were treasures in that grave? I just wanted to dig it up and have a look. As a result, there was nothing inside, just a rotten, empty coffin." Wei Chenxin said.
“When did we say that there was treasure in that grave? There was only one resentful ghost in it. The last time we dug it, we wanted to seal the resentful ghost.”
Uncle Duan is obviously not lacking in the ability to rake someone's back! It was obviously them who deliberately lured Wei Chenxin to dig up the grave, but now they said this.
"What exactly do you want to say? Come straight to the point, don't beat around the bush." I said.
"The resentful ghost in the grave is an old ghost that is hundreds of years old. Once that thing comes out, the nearby villages will probably be in trouble." Uncle Duan sighed and said: "No one can subdue that resentful ghost. If you want to take it away, you must use a treasure. I won't beat you around the bush. The treasure that can subdue the resentful ghost is the Ghost King Ling."
Everything Uncle Duan did was to attack. Went to the Prince Consort's Tomb. I just asked, and he took the initiative and exposed his fox tail.
"Do you think we will believe you?" I asked.
"The three of you are all capable people. How can I expect you to believe me? Even if you do, you will only believe in yourself, right?" Uncle Duan looked at me with a smile. Yi Ba said, "Look at the mud and dew on your trouser legs. It's obvious that you have just entered the mountains." ! You can decide for yourself whether the resentful ghost running into the mountain is powerful. I don’t need to say more!” , or is his body buried in the cave where the white tiger beats his chest?" Yi Ba asked Uncle Duan in a cold voice.
"White tiger beating its chest?" When Gan Qiming heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
“You don’t know?” Yi Ba looked at Gan Qiming.
"Why have you never mentioned this to me?" Gan Qiming asked Uncle Duan.
"Why is the white tiger beating its chest? I'm not a Feng Shui master, how can I know so much?" Uncle Duan's explanation seemed a bit feeble!
"The corpse is in another place and the white tiger is beating its chest. If we encounter such a resentful ghost, everyone will die." Gan Qiming looked at Uncle Duan angrily and said, "I don't care about this matter. It’s up to you!”
"What do you mean?" Uncle Duan must not have expected Gan Qiming's rebuttal. "If it's just the corpse's soul that is in another place, getting the Ghost King's Order can really subdue it. In addition, the White Tiger is beating its chest, even if it has the Ghost King's Order, it may not be possible. What's more, the Prince Consort's Tomb is not easy to open, plus There is such a resentful ghost in the mountains. If it comes when we move the Prince Consort's tomb, no one will survive," Gan Qiming said.