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In the evening, half past ten.

The old Taoist closed his eyes, and the old god was sitting on the ground in the mourning hall. Although he knew that this Taoist did not know any magic, he only knew some common methods of dealing with strange stories and ghosts that had been handed down from ancient times, but it must be said that this old Taoist indeed It gave Qin Manjiang a great sense of security.

He, Mei Sijun, and Qiao Ziru were guarding the skeleton wrapped in red silk. They didn't look afraid, but he felt frighteningly tight.

I don’t know how this veteran arranged it. The atmosphere of the entire mourning hall is extremely gloomy and strange.

There is a white wreath at each door, and a bunch of weird paper figures are placed around it, with colorful colors and smiles on their faces.

For Qin Manjiang, paper figures should not exist. When he saw it in "The Underworld Opera", his fear reaction was not that intense, but he still felt terrified.

This thing is simply a powerful tool to stimulate the "uncanny valley" effect.

Qin Manjiang looked back at the old Taoist. The old Taoist lit an ever-burning lamp next to the incense burner. It was actually a black saucer filled with lamp oil, with a wick soaked in vinegar inserted in the middle.

According to the old saying, when a ghost with the ability to become invisible generally appears, humans cannot detect it.

Or, find the rules for its invisibility.

Or, just light an ever-burning lamp like this. This thing is easily blown away by the evil spirit of the evil ghost.

Just make sure that no one around blows out the lamp with their mouth. If the lamp goes out, you will know that a ghost is coming.

This method is also recorded in the ancient books about [Pupillary Realm].

Qin Manjiang and the other two people were surprised when they heard this. If every ability of a ghost had a corresponding solution, and there was no need to spend time and energy to crack it, then it would be much more convenient to survive in such a world!

It's just...don't they know these methods are really useful?

The night was already deep and the surroundings were silent.

Staying vigil is boring and tiring, and being too quiet can lead to drowsiness and make people feel sleepy. But you have to be wary of the dead souls that may come at any time, and no one knows whether the returning souls are good or evil...

Time passed bit by bit, and Qin Manjiang and the other three were very energetic, but somehow, under the dim and flickering light, the three of them gradually fell asleep.

The old man's eyelids were also drooping a little bit. Just when he was about to close them, he bit the tip of his tongue!

At this time, a very cold night wind came in!

"哐——"

The door of the mourning hall was suddenly blown open, and the cold wind instantly hit the faces of Qin Manjiang and the others.

Qin Manjiang, Mei Sijun, and Qiao Ziru were all trembling, and they suddenly lost all sleep.

Mei Sijun immediately looked at the ever-lighting lamp and frowned: "The lamp is out."

The old man stood up sternly, with an extremely ugly face, and asked: "No... Miss Qiao, this doesn't look like a relative of yours... Are these bones really those of your grandma?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind that poured into the mourning hall became stronger and stronger! The bone-chilling coldness penetrated everyone's clothes, instantly making everyone's skin crawl.

The surrounding paper figures were rustled by the wind, and they staggered one by one. The sound of wind passed through the gaps between the bamboo strips of the paper figures, making a thin sound. Upon hearing it, it sounded like a weird laughter.

What Qin Manjiang couldn't bear the most was this kind of environment. He would rather the ghosts just showed up and chased him and killed him. He didn't want to stay in a place where everything was weird but ghosts couldn't be seen.

With his heart pounding, Qin Manjiang ran to hide behind Mei Sijun again.

But at this moment, Qin Manjiang suddenly exclaimed: "What the hell!"

He jumped up in fright, making the old Taoist shake his beard in fright.

I saw Qin Manjiang touching the back of his neck, then looking up: "There is water dripping..."

But it didn't rain today, so how could water drip from the roof?

Just as they were thinking this, several people in the room suddenly discovered that water droplets had formed on the paper figures... on the ever-burning lanterns, on the beams above their heads, and even on the hair tips of everyone around them. They didn't know when!

The old Taoist finally changed his face and said quickly: "No! This is a resurgence of evil, the dead ghost wants to be resurrected!"

He looked at Qiao Ziru again and asked: "Girl, answer me! Have you accepted the dream from the dead?"

Qiao Ziru was stunned and still didn't answer.

But Qin Manjiang said: "I received it! It was a dream from her grandma. The dream said that she could no longer hold on!"

"Something bad has happened... something bad has happened..." The old Taoist paced back and forth, "The soul of the dead has lost the spirituality of its spiritual eyes. When things are extreme, they will turn back. When the soul is destroyed, resentment will arise. This is an evil soul that is about to be resurrected..."

"Stop talking, what else can you do? If you can't do anything, then I will use my own method!" Qin Manjiang shouted.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up: "My dear friend, do you have any idea?"

"Run!" Qin Manjiang said.

The old Taoist's lips trembled. He left first but didn't want to leave. He turned his head and glanced at the red silk, then gritted his teeth and said, "You two come here. The evil spirit wants to seize the bones and appear in the world, but you can't do what it wants!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately waved his left hand, and the red silk flipped, revealing white bones!

Mei Sijun took the lead to step forward. Qin Manjiang hesitated, but finally followed.

The two of them followed the old way, one held the skull and the other held the spine.

But...when Qin Manjiang's hand just touched the white skull, he immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

There was a wet feeling on the skull that should have been cold!

After a while, the water droplets condensed by the mist had actually climbed onto the newly exposed bones.

Moreover, the unpleasant fishy smell became stronger and stronger, gradually reaching the point of being unbearable.

Qin Manjiang pressed his head, and he saw with his own eyes that the eyes that had not yet rotted suddenly moved!

All the hairs on his body stood up when his eyes moved. Are you alive? !

The spine that Mei Sijun was pressing was also trembling strangely, as if he wanted to get up!

The old Taoist brought the ever-bright lamp, lit it up like magic, and then pointed it into a sword, and took it out lightly. He took out a bunch of firelight, raised his hand and threw it into the chest of the skeleton. middle!

This skeleton was agitating crazily at this moment! Because it was in pieces, one of the three people pressed on the skull, one on the spine, and one on the chest. The powerful force made them sweat all over their heads.

Qin Manjiang has already begun to regret it. What is wrong with believing in this experienced magician?

The evil spirit wants to possess this skeleton and resurrect it. How can it be stopped by just three people holding it down and throwing a bunch of fire into it?

However, after struggling for a while, the skeleton suddenly stopped moving.

The three of them didn't dare to let go, and still pressed the bones tightly, but soon... the fog disappeared, and the water vapor in the mourning hall also dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Was it really successful?

Qin Manjiang was a little unbelievable.

Do these Taoist priests really have "earth tricks" for dealing with evil spirits?

But when he looked aside, his expression suddenly changed.

Qiao Ziru is missing!

Qin Manjiang stood up immediately and rushed out of the mourning hall. It was dark outside and there was silence inside the fence.

"Monitor!"

"Where are you?"

"Monitor!"

Mei Sijun and Lao Dao also chased after him. Qin Manjiang turned to look at Lao Dao: "Where is she? The evil spirit that came back didn't successfully attach itself to the bone, right? What about her?"

The old Taoist shook his head regretfully: "It is extremely difficult to stop it from entering the bone. I don't know what happens next. But... if you want to know, little friend, you should be better than me."

Qin Manjiang understood what he meant, reached into his arms, and took out [Tong Jie].

During the day, [Tong Jie] had been burning his heart, but he just stood up and ignored it.

But now...

With a thought, Qin Manjiang once again called [Tong Jie] who had been disobeying orders recently.

But this time...it appeared.

A line of scarlet text appeared on [Pupillary Realm]——

[Ghost Story: Soul Resurrection]

【Has taken shape. 】

Update is coming!