C12 Halfway through the mountain house

I followed the girl to her house. It was a big house built in the middle of a mountain, three stories high, and looking gorgeous from the outside, I really didn't know that this house was called a villa. I only knew that it was very stylish and that people who could live in it must be very rich.

After passing through the hollowed-out metal garden, he saw a huge courtyard. In the middle of the yard was a red paved road, and on both sides of the road were what should have been lawns. But now, the grass was overgrown, and close to the house, the grass was turning yellow and withering.

She gently pushed open the door and shushed me with her index finger, signaling me to slow down and not disturb the family. I nodded and tiptoed after her, passing through the red brick passageway and arriving at the front door of the house.

The young lady took out the key and inserted it gently. She slowly opened it and tried to make as little noise as possible. She stuck her head out and looked inside before turning around and waving at me.

As soon as I entered the room, I felt an extremely stifling feeling, that kind of pressure caused my entire body to involuntarily tremble, I felt a dry and hot sensation in my mouth, and even more so, I inexplicably started to become agitated. In my heart, there was always a feeling of evil rising from the bottom of my heart, and as I gritted my teeth and made gurgling sounds, the young girl turned her head to look at me, wide-eyed.

I didn't know what I was like then, but I heard her say later that I was like a different person at that time. My face was livid, my eyes were angry, my teeth were clenched, I was making gurgling sounds, my whole body was shaking with tension, and my eyes were bloodshot.

My arm tightened and a strange pain came from it. The anxiety in my heart inexplicably lessened by a lot. I looked at the girl. She was looking back at me, her eyes filled with fear.

I smiled and replied, "It's fine. I'm fine. I didn't expect that this foreign ghost really had some tricks up his sleeve …" Although I said it in such a perfunctory manner, my heart was already planning on how I could suppress this malicious intent.

The room was so dark that I couldn't see anything. I didn't have time to appreciate the luxury of the room, so I leaned in close to the girl and whispered, "Where is that thing you were talking about?"

Seeing that I was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief. She raised her chin towards me and responded in a low voice, "Oh, it's in the room inside."

I tilted my head to look at the corridor to the left of the hall. The bathroom was at the end of the hall, and the room to the left was dark and dark. There was no light in the room to the right.

She whispered, "On the left is my grandmother's room. On the right is my parents' room. It has now become their room." After saying that, she looked up the stairs and continued, "Quiet down, my mom is upstairs. She must be feeding the baby right now."

I asked her if she had anything else she wanted to pay attention to. She looked at her watch and said, "It's a quarter past six. My father will be back around seven. You have to hurry."

I nodded, thinking that as long as I suppressed this malicious intent, everything would be fine.

He didn't think too much and quietly entered the room that was filled with red light.

There was no shrine in the room, but there was a small wooden table facing northeast, on which stood a small black coffin. Within the scope of the coffin, there were a large number of toys, all of them placed in the shadows, and on the walls hung two bright lamps, emitting a kind of terrifying red light.

From my understanding at that time, as long as it was a ghost, one could exceed their limits and have limitless merits. However, I had no idea how these foreign ghosts surpassed their limits. Could it be that they had to learn a foreign language?! Thinking about it, he realized that this was not the case. Although Taoism was a traditional religion of our country, it could still be considered a big religious system. It was impossible for it to not transcend a foreign kid. Grandfather even killed an old ghost that was several hundred years old, so it shouldn't be a problem for me, a child, to kill him.

He took off the bag and took out a few magic charm s, dipped them in cinnabar and started to draw. After a while, he drew and took out a handful of glutinous rice from the two bags on both sides of the bag and grasped it in his hands.

When the young girl saw that I was going to throw glutinous rice at him, she stopped me and said, "Please don't let my dad know that someone came in. Don't tell him that it was still better to come in."

I was stunned, I have never played this kind of transcendent ceremony without glutinous rice before. It should be said that right now, I am doing it according to the book, because this is the first time I have overstepped myself. I use the techniques I usually learn, so I don't need glutinous rice, I only need to use symbols and chanting scriptures, I don't know if it will be effective.

I nodded and put the glutinous rice back into my bag. I scratched my head and thought about what would happen after I skipped the glutinous rice. After thinking about it carefully, he decided to use the Overage Curse to suppress this fiendish aura.

He immediately activated the symbols in his mouth and chanted some incantations. He then patted a few of the symbols around the small wooden table and on the coffin. After that, he started to recite the sutras.

This room is really annoying and hot. It's not because of the fire of frustration in my heart, but it's really hot. The temperature here isn't that cool in the early autumn, and the most important thing is that all the doors and windows are closed, causing the room to be extremely hot. By the time I finished reciting the scripture, I was drenched in sweat and my clothes were all stuck to my body.

The young lady passed a towel to me for me to wipe away my sweat. I didn't hold back and covered my face with it as I rubbed it vigorously.

Just as I was about to say that I had finished the French Style, I heard the girl say, "These yellow papers cannot be placed here. If my father sees them, I will die without a burial ground."

I used both of my hands to grab onto a towel and tied it around my neck, making an expression as if I was rolling my eyes. The young lady smiled and sighed, "I just hope that they will be safe. Since Taoist Priest has finished with the law, please deal with the yellow paper."

Done? If I deal with this, then why should I come? I don't need it anymore. This type of transcendence didn't mean that she could send the little ghost away immediately. She thought that after she finished chanting the incantation, the little ghost would take a taxi to the gates of hell, get onto the Road to River Styx, cross the Bridge of Styx, look at the Stone of Three Lives, finish drinking Grandma Meng's Elixir and jump into a well to give birth …? How could it be so easy!

This rune would stay for at least seven days. If this ghost cultivator was very deep, it would be possible to release it for forty-nine days. How could he just pick it like that?

I frowned, unable to say anything to her, unable to make sense of it. I scratched my temple, wondering what to do.

I turned to her. "Is your dad playing with this stuff?"

She shook her head and said, "I'm not messing around. I just came in to take a look."

I slowly nodded my head. My fingers were still scratching my temples. I thought of an idea. I didn't know if it would work.

I broke off a few of the runes and placed them under the coffin, not missing a single bit. It was obvious that I couldn't find any traces of them, so I turned to her and asked, "Do you think this would work?"

She hesitated, then nodded and said, "Yes, I think so."

Well, my job is done. As he walked out of the room, he suddenly felt that the stuffy atmosphere in the room had disappeared, and the malicious aura in his heart had disappeared. Everything seemed so normal. It was already dark outside, and there were no lights on within the house. The darkness was especially dark when one was halfway up the mountain with the curtains closed.

I couldn't see the road in front of me. I felt a warmth in my hands, a pair of soft little hands holding me back in the dark, and my heart almost jumped out of my chest at that moment. My breathing became heavy, my face became hot, and a layer of sweat appeared on my forehead.

She pulled me slowly through the darkness until she heard the light of a door opening, and a shaft of moonlight came through the crack in the door. She led me out and let go.

My legs were shaking, and I tried to calm myself, but to no avail.

She and I stood facing each other, a warm smile on her face, even more coquettish in the moonlight, and she whispered: "Thank you so much! "I've helped so much this time." Pausing, he saw her blushing slightly, her voice even softer as she mumbled: "I … My dad will be back soon, so hurry up and go, we... See you tomorrow. "

After saying that, I turned around and walked towards the door. I shouted, "It's been so long, but I still don't know what your name is."

"He Ziyuan." With that, the door closed softly.

I was about to leave when I heard the door open behind me. I ducked into the weeds on both sides of the passage and hid in the shadows.

A slightly plump middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked into the room with a small leather bag in his arms. He was walking shakily towards the door.

When I reached my side, I felt a familiar sense of irritation, and a wave of malice rose in me again. I tried to calm myself, but it was impossible to stop the surge of malice that made me want to get up and attack this unknown man.

Just as he was about to get up, his right arm was attacked again by the evil spirits of the playboy. "Seems like I can only save him after seven days when that little ghost has completely surpassed his limit."

After he entered the room, I jumped out of the bush and hurried back to the Supreme Purity Palace.