After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 101 Bonfire, Ghost Story
This sachet contains Taoist spiritual power, and it must be wrapped with a low-level talisman paper, which is somewhat useful for dealing with the little goblins who have just transformed.

Her current identity is a peasant girl, and she has been working all year round, and it is inevitable that some calluses will appear on her hands.

Imagining cocoon marks without any trace, Ao Qing reached out and took the sachet.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of them, she looked through without hesitation, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The three of them looked at the girl's actions, and their doubts suddenly became a little less.

There are no more than two kinds of people who have no changes in the talisman paper in the sachet. One is neither a monster nor a monster, so there is nothing to be afraid of; .

Therefore, seeing that Ao Qing's whole body has not changed, it is obviously most likely to be an ordinary person.

"I can't see the reason for this sachet. The little girl was born in a peasant family and often does some rough and heavy work. I think the embroidery is good, and it should be worth a lot of money."

After finishing speaking, Ao Qing handed the sachet in his hand to the dark-skinned bodyguard.

In the dead of night, the bonfire blazed.

It was pouring rain outside, and the wind was howling.

Three men and one woman chatted happily around the bonfire. After a few words, Ao Qing learned that they were going to the direction of Jiangcheng, entrusted by a wealthy businessman to deliver a batch of goods.

Along the way, seeing that the night was dark and the rain was pouring down, I found a deserted house to settle down and light a fire.

The emaciated bodyguard put a jug of wine on the flame.

The other person stretched out his hand to stop him: "I have to hurry tomorrow morning, so drinking is a waste of time."

The skinny bodyguard waved his hand, licked his lips and said: "After this journey, my mouth is tasteless and my whole body is exhausted. Let me drink to warm my stomach. How can I have the strength to go on my way tomorrow morning?"

"Drink less, the money will be deducted from your monthly money if something goes wrong."

The tongue of fire licked the wine jar, and after a while, the aroma of warm wine permeated the surroundings and spread in all directions in the room.

After drinking a pot of hot wine, the three became even more excited.

The dead trees and branches outside the house moved with the wind, and they opened their teeth and claws like ghosts walking at night.

The skinny bodyguard rubbed his palms, and said with a smile: "Tonight, in a deserted house on a rainy night, why don't you tell me some weird stories? It can also relieve the boring journey."

The person beside him scolded: "What are you talking about now, there is still a girl here."

Ao Qing added a handful of firewood to the fire, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, I've always been very courageous, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed alone in the wilderness in the middle of the night."

Seeing that the girl did not refuse, the three of them chatted with each other.

"I have a saying here, it's not new, it's not a fox ghost or something." A bodyguard said slowly, took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the dancing flames.

"It is said that there is a family with the surname of Zhang in the northern Xinjiang area. Zhang's life is better than gambling and drinking, and he often hangs out in casino brothels. He is not enterprising."

"The eldest son of the family never listened to his kind words of persuasion. That Zhang family became drunk and killed his own heir by mistake."

"The eldest son's head fell to the ground. The expression on his face was originally surprised and terrified, but it changed in an instant. He even smiled at the drunk Zhang. The head was picked up and thrown into the well."

"When it was discovered early the next morning, the head in the well was white and swollen a lot!"

"After this matter was over, Mrs. Zhang spent money to buy the yamen, and found a dead ghost to fool her. She thought the matter was over, so Mrs. Zhang continued to visit brothels and go to casinos to have a good time."

"But it didn't take long for the house to be haunted. Later, I asked a mage to exorcise the evil spirits, and it calmed down a lot."

"That's all?" asked the bodyguard beside him.

He shook his head: "Not only that, but a lump appeared on Zhang's thigh, and the lump grew bigger and bigger. It was useless to cut and burn it by ordinary methods, and it was useless to seek medical treatment everywhere."

"Later, the lump actually grew into a human face, with a tender skin, which looks exactly like the eldest son killed by the Zhang family!"

"In the end, that human face could talk and laugh, and tore off a large piece of flesh from Zhang's other thigh."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Mrs. Zhang has spent a lot of money to hire wandering Taoist priests."

"The Taoist looked at it, took out the incense that was offered in the Taoist temple on weekdays, burned it, and chanted a few strange spells, and then the face on the thigh shrank and fell off. After the face fell to the ground, it was still screaming—give me my life Come and pay me back."

"At this point, this matter is over, and Mrs. Zhang has never had any strange illnesses again."

After listening to the narration, the gentle-looking bodyguard shook his head: "It's ironic that Mr. Zhang hasn't received retribution."

The skinny bodyguard said: "You have been wandering around the rivers and lakes for several years, do you still want to believe in retribution?"

The other party smiled wryly, and said, "It's my turn."

"I usually don't care much about these ghosts and gods, but there was a strange incident in the Lu family a few years ago. This Lu Si of the Lu family and I were classmates and friends. I studied Confucian scriptures for a few years before I became a bodyguard. Lu Si got to know him when he was studying scriptures."

"Lu Si told me that day that he woke up in the middle of the night and felt that his fingers were a little wet. Only by candlelight did he realize that he had a nosebleed from a fire."

"I got up and went to the sink to wash the blood, but the blood couldn't be washed clean. At that time, the candlelight was dim, and there was no moon outside the window. It wasn't until Lu Si stuffed a linen cloth into his nose and wiped it that he realized that the blood was not nosebleed at all, because the linen cloth was dry. clean."

"And there was no injury or bleeding anywhere else on his body."

The rest of the people were stunned for a few seconds, and when they understood what was wrong, a chill came down their backs.

"It's your turn." The man looked at the bodyguard beside him.

"I have nothing to say." The dark-looking middle-aged man scratched his head.

"But just one sentence, I heard from the old man in the town that there was a pervert who sealed the head with sand and mud and made it into a hard pillow. He put it under his head day and night. It is said that he could hear the cry of the dead in his dream. Voice."

After saying this, he tore up a mouthful of dry food, swallowed it, and looked sideways to the outside of the house.

At this moment, the water on the ground is gradually deepening, and the heavy rain has not stopped.

"The rain tonight is really heavy. I'm afraid the Dragon Lord has drunk too much? It seems that half of the villages and towns below the mountain will be submerged."

Ao Qing, who was leisurely listening to the story, froze.

She coughed and responded silently: "Yes, the rain is too heavy, and I don't know if it will stop tomorrow morning."

The rest of the people were also silent for a moment.

The skinny bodyguard looked at Ao Qing, and asked, "Girl, have you ever heard of some strange things? Let's see."

"Me?" Ao Qing thought for a moment.

She revised and recounted some supernatural movies that Huaguo had seen, such as Wen Ziren's "Death and Silence" trilogy, Japanese horror film series, Thai ghosts, Taoist corpses turned into immortals, and Huaguo's red and white. Shuangsha.

It's not about telling them all, but choosing some that deeply impressed Ao Qing.

But when they heard that a human head came out of the quilt, a female ghost was riding on the neck of a living person, and a puppet killed people and other strange things, several burly bodyguards broke out in a cold sweat.

As if there was a cold wind pouring in, he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"Great!"

One of them sighed: "Unexpectedly, the girl is young, but she has seen and heard a lot."

Ao Qing said with a smile: "Praises and prizes are all ghost stories and anecdotes based on hearsay. It's not as good as what you say, so just listen to it. It's okay to treat it as an interesting story."

　Human face material - "Japanese Strange Records: Human Face Sores"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)