Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 131 Mom

The hall was filled with ghostly figures.

Xiaomianhua and Mo Li both huddled in the corner, not daring to make any sound for fear of disturbing the group of wandering ghosts.

The eerie and drawn-out funeral song attracted many wandering ghosts.

In addition, Ran Qing dressed the zombie in a simple shroud made of paper, offered incense and set up a hall for it, making it look like a funeral.

Those confused and dazed wandering ghosts were gradually attracted over.

Finally, they surrounded the zombie, and their numbers grew.

Ran Qing watched this scene indifferently. For the first time, from the perspective of a bystander, he saw the scene of wandering ghosts surrounding the "dead".

He lifted up the small pocket drum and struck it hard.

"The Yin people are on their way!"

"Yangren, get out of the way!"

dong dong dong-

The three dull and eerie drum beats seemed to be sounding some kind of signal.

The group of wandering ghosts that gathered around the zombies in a daze suddenly became manic and excited.

They screamed with sharp and strange cries and reached out to drag the zombie, trying to pull the new dead person out of the body.

But Ran Qing, who had been prepared on the side, rushed forward the moment he saw a black shadow being dragged out by wandering ghosts.

His right hand was stained with incense ash, and he pinched the black shadow tightly.

He held the open black can in his left hand and dragged the black shadow to force the food into the can.

The dark shadow tried to resist.

However, its resistance was too weak. The seven-star nails nailed the zombie's seven souls, and it was almost easily stuffed into the black jar by Ran Qing.

boom!
The black lid was closed, and the evil spirit from a thousand years ago was completely captured.

Ran Qing took out the red string and used the thin red string to wrap the black jar back and forth, completely blocking the possibility of the old ghost in the jar escaping.

The wandering ghosts around were frightened by the sudden movement, and fled in panic, quickly disappearing in the hall.

Ran Qing ignored it and started to deal with the zombie.

The solution is also very simple. The evil spirit inside has been taken away and the mummy has become an empty shell.

He dragged the bruised body and together with Mo Li dragged the mummy out of the hall.

When the moonlight shone on the mummy which had become a hollow shell, instead of becoming violent, it emitted a pungent and foul burning smell.

The moonlight was obviously cold and without any heat, but the mummy that had been buried in the coffin for a thousand years began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye after being exposed to the moonlight.

Drops of foul-smelling corpse fluid flowed across the yard and seeped into the soil.

In the end, the entire thousand-year-old corpse rotted in the yard, without even a bone left.

Only an ancient and strange coin was left in the smelly and damp soil.

The moment he saw the copper coin, Ran Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.

“…There really are copper coins.”

Although this was a result that could be predicted in advance, Ran Qing still felt heavy-hearted when he actually saw the copper coins on the thousand-year-old corpse.

He carefully picked up the copper coin, wiped off the dirt on it, and spread the copper coin in the palm of his hand.

This copper coin is no different from the copper coin obtained from the water ghost in the well.

On the ancient copper coin with mottled rust, several strange lines are messy and disordered.

Ran Qing murmured, "What on earth is spreading these copper coins?"

What’s the point of the other party doing this?
The girl looked around and said, "Let's go home first. You have so many injuries that you need to treat them when you get back."

Now that the copper coins have been obtained and the thousand-year-old ghost has been taken away, there is no need to keep this dilapidated Taoist temple.

The girl urged Ran Qing to leave.

When the bait attracted the headless statue, Ran Qing fell and was covered in bruises, and his foot was a little lame.

Fortunately, the wound on his knee had scabbed over, so he could finally walk down the mountain, taking one step at a time. However, the pain from the wound being pulled was very uncomfortable.

It was already four in the morning when we returned to the cement house on Park Road.

The girl turned on the light in the room, took out hydrogen peroxide and iodine, and began to clean Ran Qing's wound.

Most of Ran Qing's scratches were minor, just broken skin. A little iodine was enough.

But the wound on the right knee was very serious. After washing it with hydrogen peroxide, it was found that a small piece of flesh was missing from the knee.

There was also mud and sand mixed in it. When a cotton swab was dipped in hydrogen peroxide to clean it, the pain of the flesh and blood being turned over made Ran Qing gasp.

"The injury is quite serious, but the scab is forming quite quickly," the girl was treating Ran Qing's wound, very curious.

"Normally, it would take at least ten hours to form a scab like this."

"It's only been a few hours, and the wound has completely scabbed over..."

After cleaning the wound, Mo Li took out gauze and white tape and bandaged Ran Qing's wound.

Her movements were clumsy, and the gauze and tape were tied crookedly.

But at least the wound was covered.

"Just rest and recuperate from now on," the girl bandaged the wound, packed up her things and stood up.

She put away the simple household medicine box, stuffed gauze, bandages, and hydrogen peroxide into it, and finally stuffed the entire small box under Ran Qing's bed.

"I'm going to watch TV. Call me if you need anything."

She had just experienced a life-and-death crisis and faced a thousand-year-old ghost not long ago, but there was no sign of fatigue on the girl's face.

Such vigorous energy made Ran Qing envious.

Ran Qing watched her and Xiaomianhua leave and sighed.

"Forget it, go to sleep first."

Looking at the deserted room, Ran Qing turned off the lights and fell asleep.

He was too tired even to clean the house.

After a desperate battle with the evil spirits and reaching some kind of agreement with the evil god, he had overdrawn all his strength. Now he was so sleepy that he just wanted to close his eyes and rest.

As for other things, I don’t have time to care about them for now.

In the dark room, Ran Qing closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

He was in a daze for an unknown amount of time before he vaguely felt some movement around him.

It was as if something came to his bedside.

Is it some mysterious monster that wants to rip his guts out?
Ran Qing was so tired that his whole body felt weak, and he was too lazy to even open his eyelids.

There's no way to resist anyway...

When such a cold thought came to mind, Ran Qing even forgot his fear.

He fell asleep again, and darkness drowned his consciousness.

This drowsy sleep seemed to last for a long time.

Until a soft voice sounded in his ears, very kind and familiar, but it made his heart inexplicably ache.

Ran Qing seemed to see a kind and gentle smiling face in a trance.

That's his...

"mom?"

Ran Qing opened her eyes blankly and sat up in bed, only to find that her pillow was already wet with tears.

He turned his head blankly and looked at the room in front of him, but his eyes met with the girl who was walking into the room.

The girl named Mo Li looked a little confused.

"What did you call me?" The girl was shocked and suspected that she had heard it wrongly.