Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 182: Ghost
Ran Qing looked serious, and Mo Li obediently took the incense and squatted in the shadow under the coffin, ready for action.

In the gloomy ghost world of Wujiang, Ran Qing looked back at Long Zongshu.

At this time, the boy was lying stiffly on the ground, with a red rope wrapped around his right big toe and a bell anklet tied around his ankle.

The incense ash from the ghost was sprinkled on his forehead, crown, palms, and soles of feet.

The tall and thin boy, covered in incense ash, lay on the ground, looking a little funny.

Fortunately, this coffin is large enough and is one size larger than ordinary coffins.

Several people huddled in the shadow under the coffin, but they didn't seem cramped.

Ran Qing carefully crawled to Mo Li and squatted beside him.

"I'll open the coffin later and put the soul-guiding lamp in."

"You should sprinkle incense ash to seal the ghost inside and prevent it from escaping."

"I'll close the coffin lid again."

Ran Qing once again told his plan, and when the time came, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

There can't be any mistakes in this matter, it must be fast and stable enough.

Fortunately, both Zong Shu and Mo Li were reliable and trustworthy companions. Mo Li would definitely not make a mistake with such a simple matter.

The two of them went over the process one last time, and then Ran Qing took a deep breath and suddenly stood up from the shadow of the coffin.

The moment he appeared in the candlelight, at the edge of the candlelight's shadow, Aunt Six with a sinister and eerie smile appeared out of nowhere.

The strange Sixth Aunt took a step towards Ran Qing and stepped into the candlelight range.

Ran Qingze pushed the coffin lid open suddenly, creating a gap in the heavy coffin lid, and then threw the red rope in.

A sinister cold wind suddenly blew in from the coffin.

Ran Qing saw a resentful and pale face in the coffin.

The face was pale and beardless, with a gloomy expression. It was exactly the face he saw in his dream!

The moment the coffin was pushed open, the ghost in the coffin immediately squeezed out.

Its pale face was like a deformed ball, forcing itself into the gap in the coffin.

A pale human face was forced out of the narrow gap, and its head was distorted.

Mo Li, who was squatting nearby, immediately sprinkled out the incense ash.

The incense ash of the ghost walker flew onto the pale white face, and the pale white face suddenly howled miserably, and streams of foul-smelling black smoke came out of the face.

Ran Qing grabbed the soul-guiding lamp on the coffin lid and swung the dead man's hammer to hit the evil ghost in the face.

The ghostly figure of Aunt Six behind him took a second step within the candlelight range with a sly smile, and her entire body completely entered the candlelight range.

But the evil ghost, whose face was hit by the dead man's hammer, howled and struggled, and was unwilling to retreat.

At the same time, it was splashed with incense ash from a ghost walker and hit in the face with a hammer from a dead person, making it howl in pain and its face covered in blood.

But it endured the severe pain and struggled to break free from the coffin.

Ran Qing's eyes were cold, without the slightest panic.

The lightweight Death's Hammer simply hit faster and harder.

In just two seconds, the evil ghost, half of whose head had squeezed out of the coffin, was hit by Ran Qing like a groundhog, leaving his head covered in blood and dents.

It howled in agony, and finally could not bear the pain any more, and was cruelly smashed into the coffin by Ran Qing.

Afterwards, Ran Qing immediately put the soul-guiding lamp in.

He put half of his hand into the coffin, trying to steady the soul-guiding lamp.

He couldn't bear the consequences of knocking over the soul-guiding lamp and spilling the oil. According to the book "Witchcraft and Demonic Arts," anyone who spilled the oil in the soul-guiding lamp would have their flesh and blood sucked away by the lamp. The amount of oil lost was proportional to the amount of flesh and blood sucked away.

If too much lamp oil is spilled, a living person will be sucked dry in an instant.

But when Ran Qing put half of his hand into the coffin, he touched something cold and stiff.

It was the head of a corpse, with rough hair and a strong crown.

But this corpse no longer posed a threat and it did not turn into a zombie.

The moment Ran Qing put down the soul-guiding lamp and was about to withdraw his hand, a pair of ice-cold hands immediately stretched out from the coffin and grabbed Ran Qing tightly.

The moment he was caught by the evil ghost, the ghost man had a keen sense and suddenly felt an extremely strong and cold fear.

Ran Qing's heart trembled, and he was almost overwhelmed by this intensified sense of gloom and fear.

The ghost walkers' overly keen senses can help them find evil spirits, but when it comes to catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, this amplified fear can also hinder their performance.

He had been prepared for the obstruction of evil spirits, but the boundless fear that rushed at this moment still made his mind go blank for a moment.

Time suddenly dragged on for another second.

The candlelight from the soul-guiding lamp still shone on him, though it could no longer illuminate the edge of the coffin. However, within the mist, the figure of the eerie-laughing Sixth Aunt did not disappear.

As long as Ran Qing was illuminated by the candlelight, the ghost was getting closer.

At this time, Aunt Liu, with a sly smile on her face, had come behind Ran Qing, only three or five steps away from him.

Almost within reach!

Mo Li didn't care about anything else and quickly stood up. He also appeared next to the coffin, his body illuminated by the soul-guiding lamp in the coffin.

Another figure of Aunt Six appeared not far away and began to walk towards Mo Li.

The girl pushed the coffin lid with all her strength, and pushed it viciously towards Ran Qing's arm.

The heavy coffin lid hit Ran Qing's arm hard, and Ran Qing suddenly woke up with severe pain. He immediately threw a handful of red rope figurines into the coffin.

After those little red rope figures fell into the coffin, they suddenly disappeared with strange cries and rushed towards the evil ghost in the coffin.

Ran Qing's arm, which was being held tightly, finally broke free.

He immediately worked together with Mo Li to close the coffin lid completely.

The moment the last ray of candlelight was covered by the coffin lid, the mysterious figure of Aunt Six behind Ran Qing and Mo Li disappeared at the same time.

In the coffin that was almost tightly closed, only a red rope stretched out from the gap in the coffin lid and extended to Long Zongshu's toes.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two men closing the coffin, feeling fortunate for his companion's narrow escape.

But then, his eyes widened suddenly, and he saw that the red rope hanging from the gap in the coffin was actually spreading a black gas.

Before Ran Qing could use his evil magic to lure out the ghost, the evil ghost in the coffin actually ran out along the red rope on its own?

Seeing this sudden situation, the boy looked at Ran Qing in panic.

"Ran Qing!"

Long Zongshu shouted quickly to alert his companions.

At this time, Ran Qing, who had just broken free from the ghost's hand and closed the coffin, had just taken his first breath when he saw black gas spreading out of the coffin along the red rope.

He was immediately startled and said, "The ghost in this coffin is so fierce!"

The ghost hiding in the coffin must have heard the conversation between the people outside and knew that the red rope was a trap to lure it out.

Ran Qing still had a headache. It might take a lot of effort to force the other party out later.

However, I didn’t expect that the evil ghost in the coffin knew it was a trap and actually came out on its own initiative.

This momentum clearly shows that they are determined to fight to the death with Ran Qing and the others!
(End of this chapter)