Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 99 Talisman Water
"Mom, eat more. You usually like meat the most."

In the yard, the son, with a gloomy and crazy look on his face, said in an extremely gentle tone: "No one will compete with you for it now. All the meat in the house is yours."

The smelly rotten meat in three broken porcelain bowls was forced into the old woman's mouth one handful after another.

The terrified and desperate old woman had her face covered in blood.

But I can't break free.

The four ghosts who surrounded her and held her down had crazy and ferocious smiles on their faces.

Ran Qing, huddled in the corner, stood frozen in place.

The pig eyes, soaked in mud wine and buried underground for a day and a night, had absorbed enough Yin energy. Now, one by one, they fell from his palm to the ground, rolling silently to the corner of the yard.

Faintly, eight pig eyes formed a circle in the darkness.

Ran Qing's hand fumbled in the canvas bag and quickly took it out quietly.

The gray incense ash was held in his palm and slowly flowed to the ground like an hourglass.

The incense ashes that slipped from Ran Qing's palm absorbed the Yin energy from Ran Qing's body. After falling to the ground, they seemed to have life and began to slowly wriggle along the edge of the courtyard wall.

A white line formed by incense ash spread silently in the darkness.

The four ferocious minions just laughed excitedly and did not notice anything unusual in the corner.

At this time, two more ghosts came outside the yard.

They dragged the two confused wandering souls into the yard, dragged them to the corner where Ran Qing was standing, and stood side by side with Ran Qing.

The two henchmen, one of whom has a wrinkled face, wears a black dog-skin hat and a dirty black coat. They are the most common image of old people in rural areas of Qiangke.

Seeing the old man appear, the old woman who was pressed on the stool struggled and screamed desperately.

"Old man, save me! I didn't kill Xiao Chunlan!"

"I didn't mean to kill her! Hu Laowu tricked me into doing it!"

"Hurry up and save me!"

The old woman's dull eyes were filled with despair and fear, and she was no longer conscious.

The old man, who was called "old man", heard the cry for help, but just sneered and walked to the wooden table.

He reached out and grabbed the smelly rotten meat in the porcelain bowl and stuffed the rotten meat into the old woman's mouth.

A son and a husband.

The woman who was struggling desperately was held down by her two closest relatives and had her mouth forcefully stuffed with bloody minced meat.

In the end, all the minced meat in the three broken porcelain bowls was "eaten" up.

The ghosts then let go of the trembling old woman and left her lying on the ground crying: "I didn't kill Xiao Chunlan... It wasn't me who killed her..."

"It's Hu Laowu...it's all Hu Laowu's fault!"

"He tricked me into giving Xiao Chunlan his magic water, saying that Xiao Chunlan would leave my house obediently after drinking it."

"I didn't mean to kill her!"

"I didn't do it!"

The old woman wailed in fear and begged for mercy, repeatedly kowtowing towards the deep well.

There was dead silence in the dark and cold wellhead, with no response at all.

There were only the six ghosts surrounding the old man, standing in the dilapidated and dark yard, laughing eerily.

As a bystander, Ran Qing noticed that in the old woman's confused and desperate plea for mercy, she mentioned...

Hu Laowu...Talisman water?
In the Qiangke area, it is common in the countryside to address others by their birth order in their family.

What are Zhang Laosan and Liu Laoer?

There is nothing wrong with this name.

But Ran Qing felt inexplicably uncomfortable at this time.

Because he knew several people who were not addressed by their family order and were related to the Taoist sect.

Ran Laosan, Mo Liujie, Meng Laoqi... Sixth Aunt and Ran Qing's father have no brothers or sisters, but are called Laosan and Liujie.

Could it be that this Hu Laowu...

Ran Qing kept thinking, and the incense ashes in his palm slowly fell behind him.

This is already the third handful of incense ash, and only the last bit is left.

But at this moment, after the six ghosts had tortured the old woman, they all looked over and looked at the three wandering souls standing in the corner.

Ran Qing's heart skipped a beat and he took a half step back without making a sound.

The six ghosts floated straight over.

Two middle-aged women with strange smiles dragged the dazed soul from Ran Qing's side out.

The sluggish, wandering soul wore a leather jacket and jeans, a metal chain dangling from its loose belt. Its gaunt body resembled a skinny monkey, with a scorpion tattooed on its wrist. Its dyed-yellow hair revealed only half a shrunken head, its death a gruesome sight, as if it had been run over by a wheel.

It was dragged to the well by its minions in a daze and forced to kneel by the well.

The silver earrings hanging on the half of her head with yellow hair hanging down jingled in the cold wind.

When it is alive, it must be a trendy man who rides a motorcycle around cities and towns at lightning speed.

But at this moment, he was forced to kneel beside the well in a daze.

The dark and cold wellhead seemed to have an invisible suction force.

Although the wandering soul kneeling beside the well was dazed, it instinctively struggled the moment it knelt down, wanting to escape.

But the six minions held it down tightly, preventing it from breaking free.

The shriveled half of its head was slowly pressed into the shadow of the wellhead.

The next second, a terrifying and bizarre scene appeared.

The yellow-haired ghost's head was pressed into the wellhead, and its head began to stretch continuously, like a reflection in a funhouse mirror.

The body below the neck clearly maintains normal proportions, but the part above the neck is strangely stretched and deformed.

The yellow-haired wandering soul screamed miserably in pain.

The suction in the well kept sucking its head into the well.

Gradually, the elongated and deformed area spread from the neck to its shoulders.

It seemed as if it was sucked by a huge force, and was uncontrollably sucked into the well bit by bit.

From the pitch-black well came a creepy sound, like someone slurping a drink through a straw.

Slurp—slurp—

Every time the sucking sound appeared, the yellow-haired ghost's body deformed a little.

In the end, its entire body was stretched and deformed, with only two legs still struggling outside the well.

The ghosts stood motionless by the well, watching coldly as the yellow-haired ghost was completely sucked into the well.

Only after the yellow-haired wandering soul completely disappeared did they suddenly turn their heads and look at the two remaining wandering souls in the corner.

Ran Qing's heart trembled as he was stared at by six pairs of cold eyes at the same time, and his hand holding the incense began to sweat.

These ghost minions clearly wanted to feed the captured wandering souls to the water ghosts in the well.

now……

"Don't do it to me!"

Ran Qing murmured in his heart, noticing that the incense ashes in the darkness had formed a circle, surrounding the entire yard.

His hands continued to grope in the canvas bag, grabbing the little figures tied with red ropes one by one into his palms, injecting Yin Qi into them, and then throwing these little figures with red ropes one by one into the shadows behind him.

After landing on the ground, the little man on the red rope disappeared directly into the circle formed by the incense ash.

And the six ghosts were already floating towards Ran Qing.

(End of this chapter)