The last Onmyoji

Chapter 119
In the end, it was agreed that tonight, during the Ghost Festival, when many people don’t go out at night, I’m going to meet the so-called owner of Song Zhai. He said to meet me in the greeting card People, but my final compromise is that I can go to see them, but I absolutely can’t go by myself. The fat man’s treasure chest should also be left for me to defend myself, because I feel that there are always weird things in it that can be taken out to defend myself. This is for sure good.

But the fat man refused. He said that it was left to him by his blind master, and this thing, sincerity is effective. For example, if you use a mahogany sword to cure ghosts, why would you use the same mahogany sword? Can it play different roles in different hands?It's not because the mahogany swords are different, but because the people who hold them are different. You have to believe in this before it can be effective.

You held up a mahogany sword and said, oh, can you do it? Whether it works or not, it is probably useless.So those things of the fat man are just a pile of waste in my hands.

I didn't force this anymore, but I asked everyone to go with me, regardless of the minefields in front of me or the abyss, in short, my buddies can't go into this dragon's pool and tiger's lair alone. If you are weak, you have to bear the final burden. Is this appropriate?Why don't you all go with me to this place, if Master Song Zhai lets everyone in, then go together, if not, I'll go in alone.

My request was reasonable, and they had no reason to refuse. In the evening, we all changed our clothes and drove directly to No. 9 Qingwang Street in two cars. Because of the Ghost Festival, there were no crowds in other places except the city center. Relatively speaking, there are a lot fewer people. When our crowd came to this place close to Qingwang Street, there were basically no people in sight.

When I arrived at the intersection of Qingwang Street, my spirit was already close to high tension, but the remote place, which was already very secluded, was now brightly lit.

The car stopped at the intersection of Qingwang Street, because there was a person standing in front of it, blocking the way. As for whether it was a person, I don’t know. In short, the person blocking the road had a strange grimace mask on his face. The grimaces on the mask are very realistic and terrifying. If there are ordinary people walking here, they will probably be scared to death.This situation is like a masquerade ball.

A few of us got out of the car, and the second uncle walked in the front. I, the next protagonist, didn't dare to move forward at all, and kept looking around to see the situation on the road.

At this intersection, there should be seven or eight people wearing masks. All of them are well-proportioned and straight, wearing black suits, which makes me doubt their identities.
Why do people dress up like this? If it's a ghost, how can they wear a suit?

What's even more weird is that the street is now brightly lit, not electric lights, but before, every few steps, there was a brazier, and someone threw paper money into the brazier.

The fat man looked at those people in suits. I poked him with my finger and asked, "Fatty man, what the hell are these? Are they people or ghosts?"

"Look at your bear, it's just a group of people, but I think they are all evil, don't be afraid." The fat man said to me, but this **** looks like going to a grand banquet alone, can you not be afraid?

When I walked up to those black suits at the street corner, one of them stretched out his hand. The grimace mask seemed to be connected with human skin and could be distorted into a smiling face. The man bowed in a comfortable-sounding voice. He bowed and said, "Sir, please take out the greeting card."

The second uncle took out the black post from his pocket and handed it over. When the man with the ghost mask received the mask, his hands trembled, and he bowed to the second uncle: "Who is Lin Xiaofan? Are there any others?" post?"

The second uncle shook his head, gave way, exposed me, and said to the man in the ghost mask: "This is Lin Xiaofan."

When the ghost mask looked at me, his face was even more astonished. I am a fucking poor boy in the country. This kind of formation almost scared me into a petrified state, and I didn't even know what to do next.

Oddly enough, I thought that if someone was wearing a suit, as a courtesy, I would always reach out and shake it, so I squeezed out a smile and held out my hand.

But the man in a suit on the opposite side suddenly knelt down when I stretched out my hand, and said, "I don't dare! Come in, please!"

I was taken aback by this sudden situation, why the hell did you suddenly kneel down like this? !The person knelt down for me, and I didn't know what to do. I turned around and looked at my second uncle. At this time, the second uncle said for the first time this evening: "It's 11:30 now, before two o'clock you If you don’t come out, I’ll take you out.”

The smile on his face and this sentence calmed down my heart that had been excited all night. At this time, there is no sentence that is more heart-warming than this sentence.

I nodded, with a solid backing, what else is there to be afraid of?
I took the greeting card with my name written on it from the kneeling man, and walked into the depths of the street.

"A black gold card, get a seat in the first-class room!" When I walked in, the grimace mask who received the guest suddenly yelled, I looked at the card in my hand, damn it, this black thing is Black gold card?Buddy, is it still the upper seat of the first-class room?

And I found that when he handed over a black gold card, those lonely ghosts who were throwing paper money into the brazier seemed to look at me at that moment. Focus.

When I got to the door that I was familiar with but was no longer familiar with, the door was probably still the same door, but it had been painted with black paint at this time. When I got to the door, two people walked over with the same grimace mask , Said: "Master, please take off your shoes and get on the sedan chair. This is the rule of the uncle, please understand."

I just saw that at the door, I don’t know when, there was a black sedan chair, which is the kind of sedan chair used by the ancients that is often seen on TV, but this one is black, showing weirdness everywhere.

I looked at my second uncle at the street corner, and found that he was also looking at me, and nodded to me. Now that I have come here, there is no way to turn back. I nodded to the two of them, and took off my clothes. shoes, and got into the black sedan chair.

"There are so many damn roads!" I said silently in my heart, as far as how far away, as for getting a sedan chair?

After getting on the sedan chair, a voice came from outside saying: "Master inside, sit still, get up the sedan chair!" Just hung a lantern.

In other words, this is equivalent to a hut, and I can't see the situation outside at all.This feeling is quite disturbing, like a beast trapped in a secret room, but doesn't know where it is going to be sent.

"It's okay, the gate is only a few steps away from here, but the owner of this shit Song Zhai has a lot of roads. This guy may be an old man from the Qing Dynasty. He has been subjugated for many years and is still doing things according to the old rules. Otherwise, those people who are escorted will be full of the taste of Beijing movies?" I comforted myself like this.

But on the road between the gate and the house, the road I walked twice before, this time I was on the sedan chair, but I don't know how long I walked.

Until I started to panic, because according to this time, even if the snail is crawling, it will reach it!They may not know where to carry me!

I wanted to go out, but found that I couldn't open the door of this sedan chair at all. It seemed to have been sealed when I came in. It was useless for me to jump, scream, and curse in it. Scared, scared, I called my second uncle's name loudly, but the person who carried the sedan chair didn't respond at all.

In the end, I fell down on the sedan chair in cold sweat, clenching my teeth and persevering. Nothing will happen. I have the physique of an onmyoji, and I have half the dragon spirit of my wife.

I have a great second uncle.

I also have a grandpa who plans his life for me!I can't just die like this!

"My lord, we've arrived. Get out of the sedan chair. You're already asleep. Have you had a nightmare?" At this moment, a head suddenly protruded from the sedan chair.

The portraits of Huadan I've seen are all extremely beautiful, but this one is very fat, just like the bustards in ancient brothels, with a flattering smile on her face.

I wiped the sweat off my face and walked off the sedan chair with my already weak legs.

I saw a building like an ancient building in front of it, decorated with lanterns and festoons, with gongs and drums beating inside, and two white lanterns hanging at the door.

A plaque on the door.

Song Zhai.

(End of this chapter)