Day and night tour

Chapter 6: How to Avoid Danger
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The crying sounds became more and more rapid, and when the crying was most intense, the flickering frequency of the lights in the hall actually slowed down.

After a few lights go out, they will light up again after three or four seconds.

The scene inside the house was like a scene from an extremely stuck old movie, and the air was as cold as ice.

Zhou Xuan felt his hands and feet were a little stiff. In order to relieve a little tension, he rubbed his fingers. Such a small movement was still not very flexible.

At this time, the storyteller's steady, cloud-like voice came out from the record player again.

His voice started a fire in the ice cellar.

The fire was small, and the light seemed even brighter than an electric light, but it brought real warmth to Zhou Xuan.

"The living baby relies on the strong resentment in the mother's womb to understand the methods of ghost babies, but it only understands evil methods and cannot be considered a ghost baby."

“At most, he is a resentful boy.

The resentful boy can be fed with blood. Take him out of his mother's body, lock him in a jar, and inject three bowls of fresh blood into him every day.

Fresh blood nourishes his life, and the boy can repay his wealth.

In this world, there are many businessmen who raise boys. They were originally down and out and penniless, but since they raised a boy, their wealth has been surging like a river, making a fortune every day.

In simple terms, if you plant a rotten watermelon in the ground, you can harvest a small golden Buddha a year later.

The resentful boy is a tree.

A money tree that can shake down silver strings and bloom golden hairpin flowers.

But every root of this tree was stained with blood, and the ends were entangled in white bones and skulls.

Boys need blood to be raised!"

Zhou Xuan already knew what was going on.

When the weirdness in Luoying Hall just started to spread, he thought that the one who did these underworld things must be the storyteller.

But the more I listen to him lecture, the more I feel that he is just a spectator watching the fun.

They are still some of the dishonest people. They are not satisfied with just watching the show, but they have to act as commentators and get a lot of satisfaction from talking.

But this gentleman was quite good at talking. When he was telling the story, the living doll was obviously not as irritable as before and became much more docile.

"It is a tree that produces gold. If it is well nourished, it will have endless wealth and splendor. But, people are greedy and always want to swallow an elephant. Or, people are sneaky and talkative, which always bring trouble to people's hearts.

The father of the living doll was named Wu Yun. When the boy's resentment was just beginning to build up, Wu Yun happened to fall asleep.

The baby then appeared in Wu Yun's dream and told him: "Father, you are just looking for money, and you underestimate me. Why don't you raise me as a ghost baby? From now on, I will be your body outside of your body.
Whoever you want me to kill, I will kill him. Whoever's treasure you want, I will help you get it.'

If it were just a few words, Wu Yun would naturally not believe it. However, the doll created many scenes in Wu Yun's dream.

In his dream, Wu Yun saw that he really controlled the ghost baby, carrying the ghost baby on his back and running rampant in Pingshui Prefecture.

Anyone who he doesn't like will be killed by the ghost baby.

Any girl he liked would be taken as his concubine. If she refused, he would summon a ghost baby and kill her entire family.

The dream made Wu Yun realize how satisfying it is to have the power of life and death.

When he woke up from the dream, he was no longer satisfied with just raising the baby into a resentful boy, he wanted to raise a real ghost baby.

Haha, people in this world don’t know that working with ghosts is worse than trying to get the skin of a tiger.

Wu Yun didn't know that he had now become a puppet, a living dead.

Controlling the ghost baby is already a pipe dream, but he himself has become the ghost baby's feet. Today, the father and son, one man and one ghost, are in cahoots with each other and are trying to harm a young man from an opera troupe.

Ugh,
The brothel stirs up trouble, and the strange gate stirs up evil magic.

The deep resentment enters the mother's palace, and ghosts and monsters appear in dreams.

The soul is nowhere to be found, and the person is walking like a corpse.
The kid is sitting in the theater, making noises, how could he know that there is a strong man in the deep courtyard. "

"Snapped!"

The wake-up stick slammed the table again.

The voice on the record player suddenly became quiet.

Zhou Xuan knew that the storyteller was done.

Many storytellers have a habit of giving a verdict at the end of their own stories.

The format of these verdicts is not strict. They mainly summarize one's own stories and grudges, with some personal insights mixed in.

Once the verdict is announced, the storytelling ends.

At this time, the last fire in the house that brought warmth had burned out.

Without the interference of the storyteller, the living doll became more and more irritable.

The baby cried loudly, "Wa, wa, wa", and a row of bloody handprints appeared on the wall of Luoying Hall.

The number of bloody handprints was increasing, and the queue formed by the handprints extended towards Zhou Xuan.

The suffocating smell formed a mighty wave, rolling towards Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan was completely calm. If he had realized that the storyteller was just a spectator, he might have felt a little nervous.

Now that he understood the role of the storyteller, his last bit of nervousness was gone.

He had died once and knew what ghosts were afraid of.

The reason why he had such a profound experience was related to his two failed attempts to possess someone else's body after being hit by a large truck.

As a soul at that time, he did not go to Muhun City immediately.

He just received some kind of will at that time and hurried towards the direction of Muhun City. On the way, he passed through the downtown area and walked through the countryside.

On the road, as a wild soul, he always thought about surviving.

The thought of possessing another body and being reborn lingered in his mind, like a mouse digging a hole or a spider weaving a web, almost like an instinctive drive. That afternoon, he began his first possession of another body.

Only then did he realize that possessing another's body was not as simple as he had imagined.

Possessing another's body requires getting into a living person's body, which is a delicate job with a slow process and great resistance. It requires going deep and shallow, fiddling back and forth, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

The biggest trouble is that halfway through the process of drilling in, the soul will become extremely sensitive and weak. When exposed to the not-so-strong sunlight, it will become confused and dazed.

If Zhou Xuan had not pulled his head out early enough and stopped the act of possessing another body, his soul might have completely dissipated under the light, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared in the world.

Ghosts are afraid of sunlight. This was what he learned after his first failed attempt to take over another person's body.

This was also the reason why he rushed to the courtyard as soon as he sensed that something strange might happen in Luoying Hall.

His second failed attempt to possess another's body happened that night.

When Zhou Xuan's soul passed by a mahjong hall, a young girl was sitting on a bamboo chair, listening to the radio and taking a nap.

Seeing the girl, Zhou Xuan's instinct to "take over another's body" was aroused again, and he drilled into her body without any reason.

He went in head first and then body. There was no sunlight, so he had plenty of time to complete the possession of the body comfortably.

But when he was halfway inside, countless whispers flooded into his mind.

"Come in a little bit, wow, there's thunder and rain, you have to hold up a brazier."

"Don't just grind, move your hands. Oh my god, how did you become a man? Then stop grinding and come in directly, you damn astronomer."

"The bridge when I was young, the wind when I was medium, and me when I was big, when I went up and down, I was going to paddle 20,000 feet under the sea."

The words in the whispers are understandable when they are separated, but when they are closed, they are incomprehensible.

There is no logic at all, like hysteria. One or two sentences are fine, but when thousands or tens of thousands of sentences that don't sound like "human words" all flood into my head,
The brain simply cannot comprehend it, so it chooses to give up, lie down, and shut down.

It's like a one-megabyte hard drive with one terabyte of information loaded into it. If a pony were to pull a train, it wouldn't be able to pull it at all. No matter how strong the pony's corporate animal attributes were, it would eventually lie flat.

Zhou Xuan couldn't remember how he escaped from the dream, but whenever he recalled those countless whispers, he would have all the physiological reactions.

After this experience, Zhou Xuan realized that ghosts are afraid of dreams.

On the rest of the way to Muhun City, he met many ghosts who also accepted the call of will and went to Muhun City.

Among them, there are many experienced old ghosts. After communicating with them, Zhou Xuan has a new understanding of "ghosts entering dreams".

It’s not that ghosts cannot enter the dreams of living people, but after entering, they cannot be aggressive, or at least cannot show aggression, otherwise, what awaits them are countless whispers.

If he is entangled in the whispers of dreams, he will slowly become a part of the dream and will never be able to escape.

When a ghost sends messages in dreams, the key lies in the word "send messages". One must be polite and show goodwill, then the dream will open up a channel for him to communicate with the owner of the dream.

Even though the living doll was so ferocious, it could not take Wu Yun's life in the dream. Instead, it used "bribes" and "showing beautiful dreams" to deceive Wu Yun.

of course,

Those who can communicate with Zhou Xuan belong to the coward group in the ghost world, they are complete noobs.

He was not sure whether some truly powerful ghosts were not afraid of the dreams of living people.

So, when he thought that the person who hurt him was the storyteller, he felt a little uncertain.

The storyteller sounds like a man of great spiritual power. What if he has a way to fight against dreams?

But now that it has been confirmed that the person who harmed me is a living doll, then it will be easy to deal with. This doll has only grown up recently, so what abilities does it have?
"sleep."

The line of handprints of the living dolls was almost reaching Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan stretched, yawned, and lay down on the ground.

Lying very straight, he brought the doll's handprint to life and gave it the middle finger, "Haha, if you have the ability, come find me in my dream", then his eyes widened and he began to snore.

Zhou Xuan’s strengths have always been his ability to fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow and to sleep well.

"Wa, wah, wah", the crying of the living baby was extremely violent, and each cry was accompanied by a sharp whistle.

It sounded, in addition to despair and savagery, also a bit like impotent rage.

At this moment, a graceful female shadow suddenly appeared on the north wall of Luoying Hall.

Shadow stared at Zhou Xuan who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and was very confused: It was already so late, and the young master was actually able to sleep?
……

Sleeping to avoid ghosts is not the best way.

First of all, it is extremely difficult to fall asleep when being haunted by ghosts. You need to have a strong mentality and have good sleep quality on weekdays.

If you have some insomnia or neurasthenia, it would be a pain to sleep normally, let alone now.

Besides, as long as you are a human, there will always be a time to wake up...

Zhou Xuan was not afraid. As long as he slept for a few hours, Master's Wife Xu Li would come to find him.

Now that Xu Li has arrived, he will be saved.

He slept soundly and fell asleep after a few snorings.

He dreamed that he was lying in a white-sailed boat, sailing on a river as dark as ink.

The ship is extremely large, the interior is exquisitely decorated, the cabinets and low tables are painted with glossy lacquer, the paint surface is smooth and flat, and the craftsmanship is very sophisticated.

On the low table, there was a glass of wine with a strong aroma.

Zhou Xuan's mouth was dry, and he was about to put the wine into his mouth. When he brought the glass to his lips, he found that the liquid in the glass changed from colorless to viscous and bloody red, and then gradually solidified.

Shake the cup, the blood clot is still a bit elastic, like a piece of liver just taken out of the stomach.

A strong smell of rust rushed into Zhou Xuan's nose.

He put down his glass in disgust, but the sickening smell quickly spread.

The stench, the fishy smell, the disgusting smell of raw meat filled the cabin...

(End of this chapter)