Chapter 19: Extreme fear
The room was quiet again, and Hui Gen and I let out a sigh of relief at the same time. Although we have some abilities that are different from ordinary people, fundamentally, we are also human beings, and we also have an extremely ordinary side. In the face of such a tragedy, can our hearts be at peace?
In fact, my back was already wet, wet with sweat! This is the psychological pressure.
What’s next? Facing this hellish room, my heart began to race. If this illusion had a purpose, then the most crucial part would be next!
Hui Gen and I were silent, staring at the murder scene. In the next moment, the room, which had been bright and gloomy in the afternoon, began to tremble unrealistically.
This is clearly the manifestation of the two ghosts being unable to support the illusion. After all, they are not the old village chief. Because of the purple plants, they have become powerful and formidable.
Perhaps this memory is taboo, and even if it reappears in the illusion, there is a feeling of being unable to bear it.
Just as the whole illusion was shaking violently, and Hui Gen and I were feeling unable to bear it, finally, a red-cheeked child walked out of the man’s body!
Yes, it came out so abruptly!
It was not really red, but because it was always surrounded by a faint blood-red glow, it looked red to the eye. In fact, its skin was pale white.
The child was about two years old, with black hair. After it came out, it walked around the corpse for a few steps, as if it was studying something interesting. It always had its back to us, but it was wearing bright golden rings on its hands and feet.
Of course, it is a spirit, but it instinctively retains the appearance of some physical conditions. At that moment, my heart was about to jump out of my chest. This is a little ghost, this is definitely a little ghost! Raising little ghosts is a forbidden art, and almost everyone is condemned to it, because little ghosts are too full of resentment, but I never thought that I would really see one alive today.
Hui Gen’er’s mood was also extremely unsettled, and even his breathing had become much heavier.
Such magic is absolutely not allowed in China. Only in the South Seas is there a way to cultivate little devils, and there is a key step in this process that only a great person can accomplish!
If it really is a little demon, then it is definitely not a matter for just me and Huigen. It is definitely a matter for the entire circle of Chinese cultivators to get involved. The little demon is too rebellious and must not be allowed to exist.
The environment trembled even more violently, and the clear laughter of a child echoed in the room, as if it was amused by the fact that these two people had died so playfully and deserved to be happy. This is the “innocent cruelty.” Perhaps this term is difficult to understand, but in fact it is applied to the little demon.
Simply put, it is the deliberate drawing of cruelty on a blank sheet of paper, without any constraints or moral values. This is what it means to turn cruelty, cold-bloodedness, and a love of killing into one’s nature!
It was just the environment. My heart and Hui Gen’s heart were both trembling. Yes, I will admit that I was afraid of the little devil, especially after seeing it with my own eyes.
There may be more powerful beings than the little ghost, like the old village chief, like the demon worm, but they can never give me this feeling of fear, just like a normal person would be afraid of a madman.
The little ghost never turned around, but instead hopped around the room, humming a nursery rhyme that I couldn’t make out. Its snow-white feet were in the blood, but it was still able to leave little footprints. It was already an extremely remarkable thing for its resentment to turn into mist, but to turn into such a substance?
But after all, this is not the essence, it is just the influence of resentment. Hui Gen and I looked at the little ghost’s footprints, which appeared and disappeared in a strange way!
According to legend, there are ghosts in the underworld that can leave footprints, so in folk culture, there is a way to see footprints by sprinkling quicklime in the room on the seventh day after death. This little ghost has reached such a level that if there is quicklime in the room, the police who come to investigate the case may see with a bad face that there are strange footprints of a child in the room.
In the trembling, unreal illusion, the strange nursery rhyme, all of this did not have the visual shock of a horror movie, but was a full psychological torture. Hui Gen and I both had an indescribable sense of collapse. This was influenced by the terrifying aura of resentment. Only in the illusion did the aura of resentment affect Hui Gen and I like this, showing how terrible it was.
But at that moment, the illusion seemed to be unable to support itself and was about to collapse. I felt a sense of relief, but I hadn’t had time to relax when the little ghost suddenly turned around and glanced at me and Huigen. It was as if it knew we were there!
No, I don’t want to look. In that moment, I was terrified. It was an indescribable look, playful, cruel, without the slightest trace of human emotion, not even the sparkle in an animal’s eyes!
What’s even more terrifying is that it was the typical demon’s eye, pure black, with not a hint of white. That blackness was not the pupil of an eye, but a deep, terrible, angry blackness!
In addition, it was a face of a child that was actually cute, but you couldn’t see anything cute at all, because the expression was too cruel, and there was also a strange swelling!
“Roar!” Suddenly, a statue of Vajra appeared behind Huigen, and the bright red Vajra patterns on his body became crystal clear. Huigen’s body was trembling, and it was clear that the Vajra statue did not appear under Huigen’s control, but rather appeared spontaneously.
You have to know that the Buddha’s wrathful eyes are like a fierce enemy, and the little demon’s evil nature finally stimulated it.
And Hui Gen’er himself almost unconsciously said to me, “Brother, did it see us?”
It was as if a bubble had burst. After the little demon had looked at us like that, the illusion disappeared, and our vision returned to darkness. Only the flashlight light was trembling, and it was trembling because my hand was trembling.
“No, no, no, we can’t deal with it at all,” I said almost helplessly. I couldn’t even comfort Huigen and say that it was a mirage, that the little ghost couldn’t see us.
Does it have to be invisible? I thought of a terrible possibility, and this terrible possibility made me realize that there might not be a ghost to deal with in this room, or maybe there was a crazy ghost to deal with. I couldn’t think much more, I just knew that this darkness was making me so uneasy, and even I felt fear!
“Huigen, I’ve broken the illusion!” I shouted, then took out eight pieces of paper from the yellow cloth bag behind me, and then stuck them in eight positions in the room according to a certain direction!
The illusion seemed to be broken, but in fact I knew very well that Hui Gen and I were still in the illusion. Otherwise, what we saw should have been in the state of the heavenly eye. No matter what we would encounter in the future, the most urgent task was to break the illusion. In the illusion, the evil spirits were more powerful than us. The most frightening thing in the face of evil spirits was being controlled.
The talismans I put up are just the simplest ones for dealing with ghosts. To put it plainly, they are full of yang energy, positive energy! Ghosts and evil spirits can only form illusions by influencing people’s brains with their negative energy. By restraining them with yang energy and positive energy, the illusions will naturally be broken.
The eight talismans were affixed in position, and it was another simple yang-gathering formation. Under the influence of such talismans, the illusion was broken without being attacked, and the quietness of the entire room disappeared.
The blood light suddenly soared to the sky, but the position of the eight talismans still revealed a few traces of clarity.
Where are they? Hui Gen and I looked around the room with our third eye, and sure enough, we found a pair of figures standing in the corner. They were so blurry!
“Save me, save me…” was a woman’s voice.
“You saw everything. Save us…” There was also a man’s voice.
Their voices were so weak, as if they had been seriously ill!
I wasn’t surprised by this situation. It’s not that ghosts become weak, but when they consume their own spiritual power, this is a natural phenomenon.
Save them? For some reason, I felt an instinctive unease in my heart, but I still couldn’t help but walk towards them. Maybe I would see a horrible picture, but I had to verify one thing.
Huigen was following me!