Mr. Yin and Yang, the True Record of Folk Gossip

"Blood fiend..." When I squeezed these two words out of my mouth, I felt a chill hit me, my whole body trembled, and I couldn't articulate the words clearly.

"That's right, Blood Fiend, this is too rare, but the mother and son were killed in the hands of the white raccoon. They are evil creatures in themselves, and it is inevitable to transform into evil after death."

"Mother's corpse kills husband, parent and son kills father, this bloody mother's corpse will become bloody in time, but at that time, it may not be possible to peel off their skin." Paper figurine Xu murmured, It also gave me an explanation.

He looked at me eagerly, and asked me again, is there anything special about this mother and son Sha that I should pay attention to.

I took a deep breath, feeling the piercing coldness and the sorrowful atmosphere in the room, and my mind became clearer.

After staring at the baby spirit for a moment, I stretched out my hand and carefully touched its abdomen.

Vaguely, I felt a little bulge.

It took me a lot of effort to pull the mother's corpse away from the swaddling arms.

Then I carefully opened the baby spirit's swaddling clothes, and a thin and small body appeared in front of my eyes.

Its belly was pale with a hint of scarlet, its belly was taut, but the position of its own navel was blurred.

I put my finger on it again, and it seemed that there was nothing there, but when I touched it, there was still a lump of bulge.

I exhaled, and said in a low voice: "There is a solution in the nine techniques of yin birth. Once the yin fetus becomes a baby spirit and falls to the ground, the umbilical cord between the mother ghost and the fetus will never be tangible. In this way, no matter the baby Wherever the spirit goes, the mother demon can follow, and the two are still one."

"In addition to such a mother-child evil, whether it is to suppress or destroy, the connection needs to be severed. But the connection can only be temporarily severed at most, and it will be broken after a while."

The paper figurine Xu looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand.

Except He Ghost who was still smoking on her own, even He Zhi came over, but she was still a little far away from me, and glanced at me from time to time, obviously still unable to restrain her curiosity.

I directly opened the big black wooden box and took out a thumb-sized pottery bottle. The mouth of the bottle was blocked by a dark red cloth stopper, and there were many needles on it.

I pulled out a thin needle, which was covered in blood and rust.

I slowly pierced the needle into the blurred area of ​​the baby spirit's abdomen!

After doing this, a weird scene happened.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the wrinkled baby spirit seemed to lift its head.

What's even weirder is that its eyelids opened!

A pair of small red eyes in black stared at me blankly.

Sweat broke out on my forehead, I managed to maintain my composure, and continued in a low voice: "Uncle Xu, I temporarily used the Xiaolong blood needle to break the connection between it and the mother's corpse, but this baby spirit has opened its eyes... I'm afraid something will happen when it's dark."

Faintly, I also felt a little uneasy.

The opening of the baby spirit's eyes is also a situation that has been specially described in the Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng.

After the mother evil kills someone, the womb will transform into a baby spirit. The baby spirit is extremely fierce, hurting people's souls, and charming people's minds.

The infant spirit is a soul that has just been reincarnated, has no name and taboo, is nameless in the book of life and death, and has no afterlife at all. Its resentment and fierceness are stronger.

Xiaolong's blood needle can temporarily break its connection with the mother evil, but it opened its eyes during the day. I have never seen the tyranny of the blood evil, and now it has given me a strong warning.

We must not wait until the time of the Great Yin, otherwise there is no need to wait for the watchman, this pair of mother and child is enough for us to drink a pot.

At that time, there will be too much movement, and if the watchman is called in, then the watchman will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

While I was thinking, the fox eyes of the paper figurine Xu also narrowed into a slit. He licked the corner of his mouth and said, "There are still three hours before noon, and the skin of Mrs. He can be peeled off, but I can't peel off a pair." Are mother and child mad?

At the same time as he finished speaking, the paper figurine Xu stretched out one hand, picked up the baby spirit and held it under his armpit, while the other hand passed through the back of the mother's corpse, and pulled it off the bed.

"The mother and the child died on the bed. This place is even worse. I'll change the room." After the paper figurine Xu finished speaking, he walked directly towards a diagonally opposite door.

The door was right next to the room where the ghost woman put the coffin.

Amidst the creaking sound, the door was tightly closed.

In an instant, the hall returned to silence.

He Zhi took out a lot of dry food from the cloth bag he carried with him and put it on the table.

"Eat something, Li Yinyang." She called to me.

Indeed, my stomach was already empty, so I went to pick up a piece of pancake and stuffed it into my mouth.

Ghost He also ate something, but the rolled leaf cigarette between his fingers has not been extinguished.

After filling our stomachs, the three of us just sat in the main room of Fang Zi's house, and the rest was just waiting.

I took out my pocket watch and checked the time.

Before I knew it, it was already nine o'clock in this dazzling time.

Fang Zi's house is not on the main road of the village road, so there is no way to guard the crack of the door to see how many watchmen there are, and whether they have entered the village and Liulinzi.

Sitting still, time passes slowly and is very painful.

He Zhi suddenly asked me, have you ever seen the paper figurine Xu Pepi?

I shook my head and told her that Uncle Xu was in the room last time.

He Zhi was thoughtful, with obvious curiosity in his eyes.

But then, she gave me a signal look, and then looked at He Gui Po.

Only then did I regain my senses, took two deep breaths, and after I calmed down, my eyes fell on He Guipo.

"Old man, I have something to tell you."

Originally, Ghost He lowered her head and smoked one mouthful after another.

He looked up at me with a little doubt in his eyes.

"If you want to talk about anything, you can ask, Yin and Yang, you just need to speak up. From now on, one family will not talk about two families." Ghost Pom He smiled again and said.

"The coffin of the five ghost wood was cut from the locust tree in front of He's house and the poplar tree in the yard." I opened my mouth.

He Guipo's complexion suddenly changed. With a shake of his hand, the rolled leaf cigarette broke...

Half of the sparkling cigarette fell to the ground, splashing a little spark.

"How many mulberry trees... have you cut down?" Gui Po He's tone was calm, but she was obviously holding back.

But I changed the subject and asked: "Old man, can you tell me why the ghost woman planted these trees? Also, why is there a pile of willows behind the house? Every ghost woman is like this?"

Ghost He frowned slightly, her eyes were somewhat puzzled.

He was a smart man, so he suddenly asked, "Is there a problem?"

With these words, his tone became a lot more awe-inspiring, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Before I could continue, Ghost Woman He spoke again: "The shade of the mulberry tree invites new dead ghosts, and the poplar tree is happy when it sees the dead, and welcomes the dead into the door."

"Ghost mothers have a lot of things, and they are all related to the dead. You have to practice ghosts all year round to develop your skills and do those things."