Raising Ghosts Records

Chapter 34 The weird locust forest
According to Tongtong, this little ghost can't run very far while hiding in the little corpse. If the little corpse is abandoned, it will become a grass without roots, so it must be hiding like that night.This place is not under the ancient camphor tree, nor does it have those mysterious arrangements, so it can't get into the ground. I search for it with a net, and maybe I can find it.

Since I was looking for it, I must first look for the waterfall that day, but I went to the waterfall and looked at every rock crevice several times, but I couldn't find it.Then I turned over all the slightly larger stones in the creek a few hundred meters downstream from the waterfall. At least thousands of stones were turned over. Even in the afternoon, I still didn't find the little devil.

Not in the creek, I set my sights on searching tree holes. There are hundreds of big trees within a 500-meter radius of the thatched house, but I climbed three and couldn't climb any more.Except for a squirrel, I didn't catch anything, my hands were blistered from climbing the tree, and my tired legs were weak, so I had to lean against the bottom of the tree and just wanted to sleep.

Whether it is turning over rocks or climbing trees, it is hard physical work. My stomach is already hungry. When I returned to the thatched hut, I saw several pheasants and rabbits waxed on the bamboo poles behind the hut.These pheasant rabbit bacon grandma and uncle can't eat anymore, so leave it to me to eat!

I took a rabbit and a pheasant, took oil and salt and a bundle of dry firewood to the stream and lit a fire, roasted the rabbit and pheasant, and didn’t have the heart to taste them, stuffing them into my mouth randomly Stomach.

After last night's pursuit and today's climbing trees and rocks, even the robot has to take a break.People want to fall asleep after eating, I want to sleep for half an hour and then get up to continue searching, but I sleep until dark, I am really tired, Tongtong wakes me up, saying that it is dark and I have to work up.

The little devil won't hide after dark. During the day, the sun is too high and he may not be able to contact the old man who raises ghosts. He must have been notified now. Coming here from Guigang, plus climbing, three or four hours is probably enough.

If I can't find the little devil during this period of time, then I really can't find it. Not only can I not trade, but I can't even find the murderer of Grandma's death.

However, it is much more convenient to search after dark, without having to work so hard during the day, and the efficiency is so low during the day.After I woke up, Tongtong got into the creek and told me half a minute later that the little ghost was not hiding in the creek.

We went back to the thatched hut and asked Tongtong to check it carefully. After all, she is also a ghost, so she must be able to find some traces.Sure enough, Tongtong told me that Grandma was killed by the little ghost. The small wound on her forehead contained the little ghost's saliva, which must have been pierced by the little ghost's tongue.

When I heard it, I thought it was impossible. Although the little devil died at a very young age before being born, his head was as big as an egg, and his tongue was at least as thick as a chopstick!But the wound on Grandma's forehead was only as small as a needle prick.

When Tongtong heard what I said, she thought it made sense, but she said that the wound did indeed have the little devil's saliva.Well, even if the little ghost killed Grandma, the premise is that the little ghost can be killed by the red rope first, so who untied the red rope that bound the little ghost?
Unless something came into the house when we were chasing the old man, if the thing that came in was a ghost, we couldn't untie the red rope.We have seen many children with red strings tied to their feet or wrists, just to prevent the children from being taken away by the dead elders.

And it wasn't an animal either, because the red string was untied and not bitten off.If it is speculated like this, then only grandma is there, and she was the only one who came back in the house.But grandma also knows that this is the little ghost, how could she be so stupid, could something be on grandma's body, and then use grandma to untie the red rope to let go of the little ghost, and then the little ghost took the opportunity to suck all of grandma's soul away up.If this guess is correct, then the small wound on Grandma's forehead was caused by the little ghost's soul absorption.

My imagination is a bit rich, these are just speculations without evidence, and my grandma can no longer tell me.If the soul is still there, maybe Tongtong has a solution, but even the soul is gone, the death is really miserable.

I sighed again, when Tongtong suddenly yelled, there is something weird on the roof.I immediately looked up, but saw nothing. Tongtong said it was outside the roof, so I rushed out of the door and shone the flashlight on the roof, but still saw nothing.

At this time, Tong Tong immediately floated up, and saw a cloud of black mist drilled from the roof, covering Tong Tong immediately, as if he was fighting.Why is this black mist so familiar, like the tree spirit on the old camphor tree next to the grave that night.This cloud of black mist was as big as a folded quilt, and Tongtong was at most one meter tall. After being shrouded in black mist, he could only see his two calves struggling.

Tongtong is an unusual water ghost. In the water, I don’t worry about her ability at all, but on the ground, she was only able to show up on the first day and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. After burying her remains, she can be seen when it gets dark. body.But it's just showing up, very weak, like a shark on the shore, no matter how fierce it is, it can't show it. Seeing Tongtong struggling, it is obviously at a disadvantage.

And that black mist didn't know where it came from, it was very fierce, I was afraid that Tongtong would suffer, so I took out the bronze knife and prepared to climb up to the roof.As a result, at this moment, something jumped from the roof and jumped over the back of my head, which shocked me.

After that thing jumped to the ground, I shone a flashlight, isn't this the little devil?In that case, the black mist on the roof must be the old camphor tree spirit.

Smart, I immediately thought of it. Last night after my grandma was called outside, she was possessed by the tree spirit who followed me and lurked nearby.Then, while I was chasing the uncle who was the upper body of the resentful soul, I used my grandmother's body to enter the house, untied the red rope, and released the little ghost.After the little ghosts escaped, they took the opportunity to suck the soul of Grandma, and then they hid on the roof, only to be discovered by Tongtong tonight.

On the roof, the little water ghost Tongtong and the tree spirit were fighting, and the little ghost jumped down to deal with me, but when he saw me holding a red knife, he ran away in fright.

This little ghost is so vicious, if I didn't have this bronze knife, I would have ended up in the same fate as my grandma, my soul would be sucked away by it.

After the little ghost escaped, I didn't chase after him, but continued to climb the roof to support Tongtong.When I climbed halfway, the tree spirit suddenly let go of Tongtong, and the thick black mist suddenly faded and disappeared.I jumped off immediately after I cursed, and Tongtong also jumped off the roof, only to hear her keep saying it stinks.

I asked Tongtong if you couldn't beat that tree spirit just now?Tongtong told me that the tree spirit was not one, but a group of ghosts, the ghosts of the grave next to the big camphor tree.

These ghosts were brought together by special spells and placed on the old camphor tree to become tree spirits. The spirituality of the big tree had already been fused, that is to say, when the tree spirit left the big tree, the tree could only withered.So we can see big trees in good shape in the mountains and forests, but they wither and die inexplicably. Of course, this is a digression.

Tongtong said that the group of tree spirits also escaped, and fled to the north with the little ghost boy. After Tongtong finished speaking, he asked me to chase after her. We ran across a hill, passed a pool, and then ran across a hill.

Just when I couldn't run anymore, Tongtong pointed to a col and told me that they were inside.Tong Tong and I were on the hillside. When we shined the flashlight into the valley, we could only see the densely packed tree tops. There were so many leaves that we couldn’t see the ground. In such a place, only sporadic sunlight can reach the surface during the day.

I remembered the valley where the fox and the snake talked with my grandmother. I don’t know if it’s here, but this valley does look very gloomy.

However, I have a small bronze knife in my hand. All the ghosts I have met so far are afraid of this knife. I also have a needle made of phoenix bones, which can kill even a refined animal with one blow.Of course, what I want to emphasize here is that this phoenix is ​​not a phoenix in mythology, just like Jiaolong is not a dragon in mythology.

Following Tongtong, I walked down the hillside to this mountain depression, and I couldn't help but gasp. If the bamboo forest I entered before was gloomy enough, then this mountain depression is like a world of underworld.

Because all I saw in this mountain depression were locust trees, with vines hanging from the trees, and no weeds grew on the ground except the vines.In the locust forest, there are dozens of large stones one or two meters high, scattered like tombs, and the ground is covered with a layer of illusory white mist.

This mountain depression is not big, but it is not small either. It is estimated to be as large as four football fields. The environment in the mountain depression and the surrounding environment are simply two different worlds. What puzzles me is why only locust trees and these vines grow.

This place is really too weird, I held the bronze knife tightly in my hand, and followed Tongtong into the locust tree forest, but I still felt uncomfortable all over, as if there were many eyes staring at me.Tongtong also said that she seemed to see something underground, but she couldn't see clearly after entering the forest.I reminded Tongtong to find the little devil and the tree spirit quickly, and leave here as soon as possible after catching them, this place feels so evil.Walking into this locust tree forest, I only feel that it is not the real world, but more like walking into a dream in a nightmare.

Walking in the locust tree forest, it was quiet, there was no sound of insects, the vines hanging from the tree were like devil's tentacles, as if they would move in the next second, catching me and Tongtong, and I didn't know famous places.

Tong Tong and I were searching for the little ghost and the tree spirit in the locust tree forest. There was a vine as thick as an arm blocking the way. When I shone the flashlight, I couldn't help but screamed.

"Dragon blood vine!" Isn't this the dragon blood vine that can repel all kinds of insects?When Huang Yao was catching leeches in his belly, the herbal medicine old man Huang gave me in the bath had this kind of vine, but old man Huang's vine was only as thick as a finger, and this one was as thick as an arm.

Curiously, I cut a hole on the vine with a bronze knife, and the blood-red juice immediately dripped to the ground, and a pungent smell filled the air, and I couldn't open my eyes because of the heat.

(End of this chapter)