Republic of China

Chapter 66 Mirror Shadow
The mysterious and still black umbrella blocks the way.

Such an extraordinary phenomenon made Fo Ding Zhu realize what he had to do.

He swallowed and stretched out his arms to pry open the strange black umbrella.

Just as he took a tentative step, the black umbrella suddenly folded and fell to the ground.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, Buddha Dingzhu was at least half relieved.

A black umbrella falling on the ground is better than hovering in mid-air.

The most important thing at the moment is to take the children out of this damn house quickly, even if they go to the government building or even to the inn. In short, they must not stay here tonight.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming soon!"

Only then did Fodingzhu dare to call for help. In the situation just now, he really didn't even dare to fart, for fear of stimulating something and facing an even weirder existence.

Hearing the shouts, housekeeper Xu Zhou came over with two nursing staff.

As soon as I entered the lobby of the small building, I saw the master standing in the eldest lady's boudoir, covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Master, are you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and arrange a car. My husband and I are going to live outside tonight. Have you seen that umbrella? Throw it away! Burn it, burn it to ashes and bury it in the soil!"

A nurse came forward to pick up the black umbrella. He didn't know what the master had gone through.

Just when the fingertips were about to touch the black umbrella, it rolled slightly by half an inch!
Although the amplitude was very small, everyone could clearly see that Black Umbrella moved half an inch on its own without any external force!
The next moment, all the light bulbs in the room suddenly exploded and shattered, and the candles went out.

The guard who tried to pick up the black umbrella was thrown out of the room by a strong force.

Before anyone could react, housekeeper Xu Zhou and another nurse followed closely behind. They were both pushed far away and disappeared into the darkness of the living room, accompanied by the sound of shattering vases.

bang bang bang-

The door and all the windows of the boudoir were closed, and it suddenly became a tightly sealed island secret room.

The cold and biting strange feeling before once again swept through Fodingzhu's body. Fodingzhu quickly took out a match and lit it, trying his best to calm his rapid breathing so as not to blow out the small flame.

But he saw something even weirder.

Under the illumination of the weak flame, Buddha Dingzhu vaguely saw something like a human figure reflected on the wall.

It moved slowly along the wall from the door.

But the match in Buddha Dingzhu's hand didn't move at all!

Seeing that the match was about to burn out, Fo Ding Zhu quickly took out another match and lit it.

Now, he could only find a slight sense of security by staring at the dark shadow with the faint light.

When the shadow moves to the wall behind the mirror it gradually disappears, just as it disappeared after touching the mirror.

Due to excessive nervousness, the sarcoma on the top of Buddha Dingzhu's head became red and purple due to congestion. He instinctively retreated slowly and retreated in front of the two frightened children.

At this point, on both sides of the mirror that reflected the beads on the Buddha's head, he quietly took out his swollen fingers.

One.

two.

Sanne
As if soaked in water for many years, the skin on the fingers is ulcerated and rotten.

"What the hell are you!?"

Foding Zhuqiang's courageous questioning not only failed to get an answer, but instead deeply stimulated the strangeness in the mirror.

The ulcerated fingers grabbed the mirror and rushed forward suddenly. The mirror broke away from the wall, and what was reflected was no longer the frightened Buddha Dingzhu and the two children, but an unknown head with disheveled hair!
The moment he rushed out, a clear outline of his lower body appeared under the mirror, as well as two rotten arms with ulcerated fingers, and a fishy stench hit his face.

"Ah-"

The children's screams were deafening.

At this moment, the match went out, and Buddha Dingzhu had forgotten even his shouting. He just stepped back stiffly, his face as pale as paper.

"Master! How are you doing, master!" A rapid banging on the door sounded from outside the room, but no matter how hard Xu Zhou tried, he still couldn't open the door, as if it was completely welded shut.

Inadvertently planting willows.

Perhaps the change outside the house changed the situation, and in the darkness there was the sound of a mirror falling to the ground and breaking.

Buddha Dingzhu trembled and lit a match again, and saw that the feet in front of him were full of mirror fragments. After looking around, he found no strange shadows, let alone rotten fingers.

"Master, don't worry! I'll call someone to come over and open the door!"

Buddha Dingzhu, who fell to the ground and gasped for breath, came back to his senses after hearing the words.

Although he didn't know how long this luck would last, he had already learned about the unknown and strange powerful methods.

What about the big-bodied nursing home?

There is no difference between a local chicken and a tile-dog.

The most important thing now is to maintain the status quo and move as far as possible in the house to prevent unintentional irritation.

And it can't be announced in a big way. If word spreads that the mayor of a district bumped into a ghost in the middle of the night, the impact will be really bad, and he will have to be taken out by political opponents to wear small shoes.

It's not that I'm afraid of being reported for feudal superstition, but I'm afraid of taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.

For example, look, Lao Wang in District [-] has such an official job that even a ghost can't stand it. You can imagine what kind of life the ordinary people live.

Thinking of the key point, Fo Ding Zhu immediately made a decision.

"Lao Xu, please don't say anything for now. You will take people to Qianshan immediately. No matter if they are Niubi from Wulong Palace or the great monk from Xiangyan Temple, get them all here for me. Hurry!"

As one of the Eight Thousand Roads in the South China Sea and the first mountain in Fengtian, Qianshan Mountain has no peaks that are too strange, no rocks that are steep, no temples that are not ancient, and everywhere that is quiet. There are countless ancient Taoist temples, which are famous far and near. It is not too far away from Taoguantun. Far.

But the problem is that even if we drive there now, we still have to hike to the base of the mountain. It will be at least dusk the next day when we have to rush back, which is too late.

Xu Zhou wondered: "I understand the master's concern, but it's definitely too late to go to Qianshan now. It's better to go to the Dabei Temple in Haicheng, which is much closer. It is said that there are ascetics with superb Buddhist teachings there. They will definitely solve the problem when they come."

After being reminded, Fodingzhu remembered what happened at Dabei Temple.

Although the reputation is not as good as Qianshan Five Dragon Palace, but what is up for grabs now is time, who knows when something will happen again.

"How long does it take you to go to Dabei Temple and back?"

"If you drive a classic car, it will take at least two hours."

"Then there's no fucking difference from going to Qianshan! It will be daylight in two hours!"

Fo Ding Zhu wanted to kick open the door right now.

However, he dare not.

He didn't even dare to speak loudly, so he could only lower his voice and roar to vent.

Moreover, Xu Zhou outside the door had already tried, but could not open the door at all for the time being. It was as tight as a heavy stone slab.

Taking a deep breath, Fo Dingzhu first put his daughter on the bed, and also hugged the trembling Xu Ni up. After all, her father Xu Zhou had to go outside to move reinforcements.

"Dad, why don't you let Uncle Xu go to the Sandwich Tea House? They are very famous recently. It only takes about ten minutes to get there from our house."

"Liu Banxian's teahouse?" Fo Dingzhu sneered. He really didn't look down on Liu Mangfan and his gang. He believed more in the professionals in the Taoist temple.

He reached out and covered the two children with the quilt. Even though he was more scared than anyone else, he had to calm down at this moment.

Swah——

The quilt that had just been covered was pulled out into the darkness with great force. The unprepared Buddha's crown was pulled and staggered, and fell under the window.

Screams filled the room again.

In the chaos, Buddha Dingzhu wanted to stand up, but the curtains in the darkness tied up his neck and covered his head, gradually tightening.

"Go to the teahouse quickly."

(End of this chapter)