Ghost Blowing Lantern II

The fat man was so angry that he yelled: "Who is tired of living and blowing cold air on me?" Ding Sitian tried to light the match for him, but failed because he couldn't see anything in the dark. I felt uneasy and wanted to touch it. The long knife stuck behind his back was touched empty and fell from the vine. He didn't know where it was hung.

At this moment, a pair of green eyes suddenly lit up in front of me, like two will-o'-wisps. When I looked at those eyes, I immediately shuddered all over my body. I sat on the ground and hurriedly took a few steps back with my hands on the ground. He pressed his back against the root of the tree, and the pair of will-o'-the-wisp eyes floated over like a shadow. The green eyes were full of the ominous aura of death, with a soul-stirring and strange power. This kind of It feels like déjà vu. Once you experience it once, you will never forget it. I seem to have seen it more than once. Last time in the Russian's room, no... not just two, but also the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Xing'an Mountains. I have seen it before, these are the eyes of Huang Xiangu, the Huang Xiangu who was skinned and died tragically after being exchanged for fruit candies by the fat man.

Looking at the ghostly green eyes, I suddenly thought that all animals such as meerkats, yellow wolves, etc. have excellent eyesight at night, and the light in their eyes is no less than that of a small light bulb. The pupils of cats can shrink and expand as the light changes. , and the old Huang Pizi who became a spirit happened to be that the darker the light, the brighter the light in his eyes. Last time in Wong Tai Sin Temple, we fell into the spell of Wong Sin Auntie. We almost hanged ourselves in the cellar, especially when there was no In the dark cellar under the lights, Huang Xiangu's pair of penetrating green eyes are still fresh in my memory. Suddenly thinking of this place, the pair of green lights suddenly flickered. I didn't care about it anymore, so I hurriedly asked the fat man: "What happened to the Huang Xiangu you exchanged for fruit candies?"

I heard the fat man tapping the engineer lighting tube on his body and replying: "I saw someone skinning the tube with my own eyes, why is this..." Apparently he also saw the pair of green eyes in the tree hole, and thought it was That yellow-skinned man came forward to claim his life without any hesitation. Even though he was so bold, he couldn't help but be frightened and frightened.

Before the fat man finished speaking, another pair of will-o'-the-wisps' eyes appeared in the dark tree hole. The two pairs of eyes flickered for a few times, and then a strange, sharp laugh was heard from the other side. The laughter was unpleasant, harsh, and full of laughter. I heard the evil meaning, and I heard goosebumps rising layer by layer on people's bodies. I thought something was wrong. I only killed Huang Xiangu's yellow skin, but why did two pairs of eyes like green lights appear around us, haunting our eyes? What exactly is it?

I think of the cave at the entrance of Baiyan Cave where "stones are buried to offer sacrifices to the mountain". There are murals inside of the yellow-skinned spirit seducing a female corpse. In that uncivilized era of witchcraft and divination, it was full of ancient totem idol worship. Daxinganling and the adjacent On the grassland, there is a view that the weasel is the incarnation of the god of death in the underworld. However, this custom has gradually declined since the Song Dynasty. However, I sometimes feel that although the ancients’ understanding of the world was primitive, it cannot be denied that they have a deep understanding of life and nature. Understand that ancient people were more pure and intuitive than modern people in some aspects. The story of Huang Pizi summoning the souls of the dead may not be groundless. It is just the ancient people's perspective on the truth of the incident. It is difficult to figure out the true meaning based on our values ​​​​and worldview.

I was in a daze. I could still fight bravely against the tangible threat of zombies, but I had no idea how to deal with the void after death. I never even had an intuitive concept. I was helpless for a moment and watched helplessly. The four will-o'-the-wisps were fluttering around him, and his heart was in a mess. He wanted to take Fatty, Ding Sitian and others to escape, but he couldn't find the exit. There wasn't even a trace of light. He was anxious and couldn't find any way. Can't think of it either.

At this time, the piece of Guanyin vine that fell at the entrance of the tree suddenly fell and sank a little. Two gaps were exposed between the vine body and the entrance of the dead tree. Although there was fog outside, it was daytime after all, and there was some weak light. Then it leaked into the tree hole and the quilt, and the environmental conditions around us changed from being invisible to a slightly hazy outline.

I could see a little bit in the tree hole, and the four will-o'-the-wisps and the evil smiles immediately disappeared at the same time. I rubbed my eyes hastily and took a closer look. Lao Sheeppi fell to the ground two steps away from me. He seemed to have been thrown on his head. , lying on the ground motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Ding Sitian and Fatty sat on either side of me, both of them also fell heavily.

Right behind Lao Yangpi, the baggage he was carrying had been scattered there, and the things in the baggage fell on the ground in confusion. There were two strange-looking weasels squatting on Lao Yangpi, looking at us slyly, with strange expressions on their faces. , these two yellow-skinned cubs don’t have a single yellow hair on their bodies, and are all white like silver foxes. However, the yellow-skinned cubs’ faces are not as good-looking as those of foxes. They are ugly and evil, and are disgusting to look at. Moreover, the mongoose’s physical features are obvious. No matter how you change the color of your coat, it will still be yellow.

It is said that every time Old Huangpizi is thirty years old, a wisp of white hair will be added to his back. I wonder if these yellowpizis with silver hair all over their bodies have lived too many years to become immortal? Or does it belong to a special type of yellow skin, born with white hair and snow? I saw these two yellow-skins seemed to be frightened by the sudden light leaking from the gap above their heads. They stretched out their limbs and squatted half-lying, with their tails trailing behind them.

When I saw the movements of these yellow men, it was like a thunderclap in my mind. I suddenly realized that the two human hands on the glass at the door of the incineration room were actually these yellow men playing tricks. Their limbs were The head is flat against the glass window, just like a person's palm and five fingers. Isn't that fluffy tail just like a person's arm?

I secretly cursed myself for not being strong-willed enough. This was really a source of suspicion. At that time, I was frightened by these two flat-haired beasts. I just didn’t know why these pair of silver-haired yellow-skinned guys wanted to push us into a desperate situation. But from the beginning From ancient times to the present, yellow skins and foxes are recognized by the people as the most cunning and humane things. There are countless things about their cultivation into spirits. This is not accidental. In fact, the so-called spirits of these things are not the ability to become spirits. Transformation into human form, as for the legends such as the vixen turning into a little daughter-in-law, the yellow skin turning into a little old man, etc., are often exaggerated and exaggerated. Their so-called spirits are just being able to understand human nature, know what is going on in human society, understand and imitate People's clothing, food, housing, transportation and other behaviors, so some alchemists often say: "Humans are the spirit of all things. How many calamities and hardships these beasts have experienced, and finally attained the Tao, they have only reached the standards of ordinary mortals. It is a pity that People who are born as human beings cannot make good use of this body." This statement also illustrates the fact that yellow skins or foxes can understand people's hearts from one side.

Huangpizi can guess people's thoughts, but I can't guess what they are doing and their purpose and motivation. The most likely thing is that these Huangpizi have some kind of deep connection with Baiyan Cave, and they will bring us After being forced into the incineration room, he slipped into the building from nowhere, which really caused us a lot of trouble. He followed us all the way to the Russian secret room, perhaps out of fear of the evil spirit of the "Kangxi Sword". We should be wary of sharp blades. Only when we are tired and delirious can it harm our lives. Normally, it can only use borrowed swords to kill people.

As soon as these thoughts went through my mind, I realized that it was due to a sudden event that we fell from the Guanyin vine and fell into a tree hole, and the tree hole happened to be blocked by a broken vine. At the entrance of the cave, there was no hiding space in the small room-like tree cave, so we were able to discover their whereabouts. Otherwise, without knowing the truth, we would not know how long they would have followed us.

The only thing that is most necessary but cannot be guessed is how on earth did these two guys follow us without knowing it when I was so vigilant? At this time, the two yellow-skinned men showed their heads in a thief manner, and their four eyes were maliciously forgetting us. When they looked at us like this, I immediately thought of the frightened hardships along the way. I couldn't help but feel angry, and thought of Wen Gong. The call of the Wuwei: "Pick up the pen and use it as a sword and gun, concentrate your firepower on the gangsters, and if the demons and monsters dare to move, smash the skulls of the thieves and kill them..." If we don't use the Wuwei now, when will we wait? I suddenly felt murderous. No matter what it was, as long as it was not a ghost that could not be caught, I would kill it first to avoid causing trouble in the future.

But before I could reach out, Fatty was already annoyed. He rushed forward first, gritting his teeth and said: "It's really too much of a bully. I have to pinch the shit out of these two little yellow guys..." Fatty's level It was as big as a wall in the tree hole. In addition, he was quick to attack. It was not easy to catch two weasels in the narrow tree hole. But he didn't expect that even after several attempts, he failed. The two yellow-skinned ones were almost losing their hair because of their old age. It was not that they were able to dodge very quickly, but that they seemed to be able to anticipate the enemy's opportunities. They had predicted the location and timing before the fat man took action.

There was sweat on the fat man's head. If he continued like this, he would be exhausted and unable to catch them. He didn't care about being fierce. He pulled out the Southern Fourteenth Style and fired twice. He raised his hand and fired. His movements were so fast that even I couldn't see them clearly, and I remember that when he was shooting targets in the military area, he never missed the target. At least I didn't see him miss the target. As long as the gunshot went off, there would definitely be a result.

I thought that these two shots would solve the problem and finally get rid of a big burden. Unexpectedly, the fat man missed both shots. He failed to hit such an obvious target at such a short distance. Not to mention the fat man was dumbfounded. I didn't quite believe my eyes, and felt a chill in my heart. Those two yellow-skinned men were like two invisible white ghosts. They actually dodged fatal bullets, two pistol bullets, even though it was obviously impossible. They are all like locusts nailed into the roots of trees.

The fat man thought there was something wrong with the broken gun, and was slightly stunned in shock. One of the yellow men took this opportunity to fart in front of him. Ding Sitian and I were behind the fat man, and our eyes were caught by his The body was covered, and only a puff of green smoke hit his face. The tree hole suddenly smelled extremely bad. Fatty was the first to bear the brunt of the smoke. His face turned green from the smoke. He didn't want the tortoise box anymore. He rolled down next to Lao Sheeppi and coughed constantly, his legs Stomping around on the ground, two yellow-skinned boys hid in the corner with twinkling eyes and a sinister smile on their faces.

When I saw Huang Pizi's evil eyes, I understood immediately. These two pairs of eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and peer into their souls, as if their every move could be guessed by the other party. In the mountains where we jumped in line, we often heard that The imprisoned Huang Pizi can not only capture souls, but also channel souls, which is similar to what modern people call mind reading and hypnotism.

But no one can say clearly to what extent Huangpizi, who has become a spirit, can read people's hearts. Maybe it just generates telepathy through the gaze of people's eyes and predicts every move of human beings. It would be even more sinister. At this point, it is even possible to see through the human heart, let alone the seven emotions and six desires. Even the internal organs, the brain, and the cerebellum can be seen through by it.

I suddenly realized that it was precisely because these pair of yellow skins could communicate with people's minds that they could remain invisible even if they were following behind us. Moreover, they tried every means to create mental burden and psychological pressure on us, because the worse a person's mental state is, the worse his mental state would be. The more they can take advantage of us, the Russian zombie was burned to a pile of remains by us, and they secretly placed the corpse on the table, so that even if they didn't kill us in our sleep, they would still kill us. We mistakenly thought it was actually being haunted and became even more nervous. Human nerves have their limits. Before long, without them taking action, we would almost have a nervous breakdown. Their intentions are so vicious. Thinking of the scheming of these flat-haired beasts. Deep, more cunning than the human heart, I couldn't help but feel chills all over.

At this time, Ding Sitian saw that the fat man was choking violently on the smelly fart, and endured the stench in the tree hole to try to help him. However, I knew that although the yellow-skinned fart was choking, it was not fatal. This was the deadlock. Huangpizi has nowhere to hide for the time being. It is impossible to kill us directly. Our actions and thoughts can be known by them in advance. Naturally, there is nothing they can do about it. Both sides are waiting for the opportunity to appear and kill the other. In this situation I must not act rashly next time. I was trying to stop Ding Sitian from getting closer, but I couldn't match Huang Pizi's uncanny ability. When I discovered her move, it was already half a step too late. Ding Sitian's hand had just grabbed the fat man's arm. , I saw a flash in the eyes of the pair of silver-white furred yellow-skinned children. The unconscious Lao Yangpi, who had fallen on the ground, suddenly stood up. His eyes were dull, but his two hands were pointing towards Ding Sitian's neck like iron pliers. Pinch it up.

I don't see any sparkle in Lao Yangpi's eyes, and I know that most of his soul was taken away by Huang Pizi. Once a person loses his mind, such as coma, sleep, mental disorder, etc., his spirit will be destroyed. It's like It's like being under the spell of hypnosis. He neither knows pain nor recognizes his companions. Moreover, a person who has lost his mind like this is extremely powerful. If he puts his hand around Ding Sitian's neck, he will immediately pinch his neck bones. break.

Seeing that Ding Sitian was in danger, I had no choice but to give up the tactic of not being able to resist the enemy and push Lao Yangpi's arm away. Lao Yangpi's muscles and nerves were extremely stiff and extremely powerful. I used all my strength to push him away. Pushed down, due to the narrow terrain, Lao Yangpi, Ding Sitian and I all rolled to the ground.

I fell from the Guanyin Vine, and my whole body was about to break. I just pushed the old sheepskin too hard, and it caused a strange pain all over my body. When I fell to the ground, I took advantage of the situation and glanced at the corner where the pair of yellow skins were standing. I saw them squatting on a tree root a little further away, staring at our every move.

At this moment, I had an idea: "Huang Pizi is cunning and insidious. If he really uses his eyes to predict our actions, all he needs to do is blindfold him." But then I decided that this plan was never feasible: "If we can't see, we will all follow As a blind man, there is nothing you can do about them, but..."

Just as an idea flashed through his mind, he heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed in his ears. It turned out that Lao Yangpi fell to the ground, exactly where the Kangxi sword fell. He silently pulled out the sword and pointed at it. Ding Sitian's heart was stabbed.

Ding Sitian’s real name is Ding Lele, and she changed her name later when she was in her period. I have always felt that her real name is more suitable for her. She loves to talk and laugh, and can sing and dance. Although she later had other experiences, she did not She has not been trained into a warrior who truly dares to fight and is good at fighting. She is still a literary girl at heart. She has never experienced face-to-face real killing, and the opponent is still a poor and lower-middle peasant Lao Yangpi whom she is very familiar with. She is usually kind and silent. The old sheepskin, who knew how to play the morin fiddle and protected her everywhere, seemed like a different person. He drew out his knife and stabbed her hard. Ding Sitian was stunned for a moment. In addition, she was weak with a low fever and could not even dodge this deadly blade. Forgot.

I saw Ding Sitian stunned on the spot, and she didn't know how to dodge when the cold light struck her. I couldn't stop the lost-hearted Lao Yangpi, so I had no choice but to rush forward and push Ding Sitian to the side again.

The long knife in Lao Sheeppi's hand was thrust forward, grazing my shoulder and inserting it into the root of the tree behind. With a drag of the blade, the clothes and flesh on my shoulder were all scratched, and blood flowed like a stream. I couldn't care less about the bleeding and the Painful, in order to prevent Lao Yangpi from hurting others with the knife again, he hurriedly grabbed the hands holding the knife. However, Lao Yangpi did not draw the knife, but pressed down with both hands, inserting the long knife more than an inch into the root of the tree, turning from straight stabbing to For the downward cut.

I knew that if this long knife was pressed down, not only the roots of the tree behind me but also Ding Sitian and I in front of us would be cut into four pieces, so I had no choice but to catch the pressing blade with her shoulders and hands desperately. Although we tried our best, the long knife still cut off bit by bit. Our hands holding the edge of the knife were cut open, and blood dripped on the ground, also along the handle of the knife. It dripped on Lao Yangpi's hand, and amid the ferocious laughter of the two yellow men, the three men who had grabbed the knife in the tree hole all turned into gourds of blood.

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