I train Batman in a horror world

The saying goes, "The devil eats tofu."

Legend has it that there was once a very clever man who was targeted by a ghost.

To avoid being eaten by the ghost, he told the hungry ghost that he was dirty and smelly, and that he should eat the tender, white tofu next to him instead.

The ghost believed it and went to eat the tofu, while Da Congming took the opportunity to run away.

He truly is incredibly intelligent.

At the same time, Bruce believes this story can be used to describe someone who only knows how to lie, but doesn't lie very well; they might as well lie to a ghost to get some tofu.

For example, Faure.

Of course, Bruce has seriously investigated the real reason behind the ghost taking advantage of him.

Because ghosts are considered yin beings, they are often associated with yin fire.

Food in the mortal realm burns quickly; it's gone before you can even swallow it.

Therefore, tofu has a very high water content and is not easily burned, making it very popular with ghosts.

......

When Bruce and his two senior brothers arrived in town, they were immediately met with howling winds and wailing sounds all around them.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng quickly backed out: "Junior brother, in my opinion, we should leave the tofu here, then secretly hide and wait until they've eaten and drunk their fill before using our magic weapons to capture them!"

Bruce shook his head and instead pulled a large handful of paper money from his pocket.

Upon seeing this, the two exclaimed, "What do you mean, junior brother? Why are you carrying paper money with you?!"

Bruce explained, "Tonight is Halloween, which is supposed to be the day they go out normally, but for some reason they have to go back early, so I thought I'd burn some money for them."

"Hey, junior brother, what are you doing now...?"

Just as Wen Cai was about to say something unnecessary, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face, and immediately swallowed his words, his body beginning to tremble.

Qiu Sheng, standing to the side, gripped the banner used to subdue ghosts tightly, as if he were about to subdue them at any moment!

Bruce sighed helplessly.

He's complained about it countless times.

It's like complaining about why Sherlock Holmes was afraid.

What kind of senior brothers are these two?

"If you're scared, step back and wait for my command before unfurling the banners to exorcise the ghosts," Bruce said.

"How can this be allowed?!"

Despite saying that, the two of them secretly retreated while carrying the prayer flag.

This death was so gruesome that even the most timid Foyle couldn't bear to watch.

Fowler poked his head out from under Bruce's collar and couldn't help but yell, "How old are you two? How come you can't even compare to an eight-year-old's courage?"

"Do you even have the right to speak, you monster?!"

"no?!"

Foul was about to crawl out and show this idiot what he was capable of.

But his baby bats have already redeemed him.

Bruce raised his hand and waved it outwards, signaling his two senior brothers to get further away to avoid any unforeseen complications.

It's as if they're in the way.

Without his two senior brothers' constant nagging, Bruce stood alone beside the two baskets of tofu.

After taking out the prepared banknotes, he also took the pomelo leaf, intending to stick it on his forehead.

When Fowler spoke up to warn them, the entire bat trembled.

"Once you put this on, there's no going back!"

"..."

Grapefruit leaves are said to be specially used to "enlighten" the eyes, enabling one to see things that are normally invisible to the naked eye.

For example, ghosts.

Of course, Foul doesn't need this thing; it can see a lot of things, otherwise it wouldn't be hiding inside Bruce's collar.

Bruce was speechless, thinking that it couldn't be as exaggerated as Fowler made it out to be.

He placed two lush green pomelo leaves on his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

The view suddenly changed drastically.

He was suddenly surrounded by a dense swarm of ghosts!

The ghost's empty, lifeless eyes were staring intently at him, as if it were about to rush forward and tear him to pieces at any moment!

"..."

From Holmes' perspective, the three yang flames on Bruce's body weakened slightly when he first saw this scene.

Then, just a few seconds later...

The yang fire is even more abundant!

The child was indeed frightened, but after being frightened, his resolve became even stronger.

Bruce looked at the group of ghosts before him and said, "I apologize for disturbing your rest, but I implore you to enter our banners after you have finished eating. In return, I will personally burn enough incense for you."

"..."

The ghosts surrounding Bruce did not answer.

Generally speaking, wearing pomelo leaves prevents you from communicating with ghosts.

But tonight is Ghost Festival, and ghosts with owners and ghosts without owners are mixed together.

Ghosts with a master need not worry about future offerings, because they still have family members alive.

Unclaimed ghosts will want to establish interactive relationships with people in the living world, using the incense and paper money burned by the living to get rid of the label of being unclaimed, so they won't need to join group tours during the Ghost Festival in the future.

At this point, several demons began to stir, wanting to make Bruce their leader and try to entangle with him.

Bruce remained unmoved and simply opened his palm.

"Sizzle!"

A small cluster of leaping white and blue lightning emerged in the fair palm.

The dark night streets were illuminated by flashing lightning, which reflected on Bruce's handsome face.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the few ownerless ghosts.

"Let's eat tofu instead, everyone."

"..."

The several unclaimed ghosts looked at each other in bewilderment, then walked towards the tofu basket and began to eat the tofu they hadn't eaten in a long time.

Then, another ghost with an owner stepped forward and asked:

"Even though you are a living person, and a foreign child at that, how can you guarantee you'll burn incense for us in the days to come?"

"I mean what I say."

"You should know that breaking your promise will shorten your lifespan."

"So I keep my word."

"..."

Seeing this, the leading ghosts stopped talking and began to eat the tofu they had prepared.

Bruce watched silently as the ghosts ate, the lightning dancing in his palms not ceasing.

He believes that necessary deterrent measures are still needed.

After the ghosts had eaten and drunk their fill...

Bruce glanced back at his two senior brothers who were holding the Dharma banner and nodded to them.

The two senior disciples unfurled the Dharma banner.

The ghosts surrounding Bruce turned into afterimages and were swept into the banner.

Bruce stood in the middle of the street.

His petite body was like a reef in the water, and the ghosts around him were like the seawater, automatically separating from him.

While his fellow disciples were exorcising the ghosts, Bruce squatted down and spread out the banknotes he had prepared earlier.

He spread lightning with one hand and made a hand seal with the other.

With a bang.

A flame shot from his fingertip and burned onto the pile of banknotes named after Bruce Wayne.

Large wads of banknotes burst into flames upon contact with the fire, emitting wisps of smoke.

"..."

Bruce opened his mouth, then closed it again.

The words I had prepared were ultimately not uttered to these ghosts.

He wanted these ghosts to see his parents and tell them how much he missed them.

But vaguely, he felt that the two worlds were still different.

"They'll find out," Fowler suddenly said.

Bruce was silent for a moment, then gave a soft "hmm".

Just as the paper money was about to burn out, the senior students at the back spoke up:

"Junior brother, the banners are all collected!"

"..."

Bruce looked up and saw that there were still many ghosts wandering the streets, unable to be taken away by the banners.

I hesitated for a moment.

Bruce offered, "If you're willing to trust me, I'll lead the way for you."

......

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, on the other side, had no idea what their junior brother was doing.

He nodded as if talking to himself.

Then the lightning in his palm disappeared, and he came to them in the form of a bright flame.

"Let's go, they'll follow us," Bruce said.

"Well......"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai exchanged glances. Although they didn't understand, they still obediently followed behind their capable junior brother.

After walking for a while.

Perhaps it was out of sheer curiosity.

They took out the pomelo leaves they dared not wear.

After applying it between the eyebrows.

They looked back.

Ghosts that occupied the entire street floated behind them, and several pairs of empty eyes stared at them.

The two men turned pale and quickly tore off the pomelo leaves.

What are you looking at?!

And their junior brother.

Holding a lantern, he walked at the very front of the procession.

"Don't you think it's just so-so?" Foul asked.

"What?" Bruce asked, puzzled, wondering what Fol was talking about.

"You've been so eager to catch ghosts," Fu'er laughed.

"..."