chsdbacks Chapter 6 Paper Figures Hanging in the Window
Chapter 6 Paper Figures Hanging in the Window
"Chu Mo, there seem to be more than two ghosts in this place..."
Yang Jian's Ghost Eyes locked onto Su Lei in the darkness, the faint red light appearing eerie and sinister.
"I know that things went wrong here ever since Zhou Zheng was attacked."
Chu Mo squinted, preparing to stick the torn-off yellow paper onto the knocking ghost, but before the paper could even fall, it mysteriously turned to ashes.
Then the second and third sheets of yellow paper began to fall off one after another.
The restrictions on the knocking ghost are decreasing at a visible rate.
"Are you still going to cause me trouble?"
Chu Mo squinted and threw a piece of yellow paper into the depths of the classroom.
Flames suddenly erupted.
The talisman was ignited by something, emitting a ghostly green light.
A scream followed.
In the light, everyone could see Su Lei's deathly pale face.
"As expected, it's just a product of the supernatural..."
Chu Mo's expression turned serious.
"Let's go, let's get out of here."
He decisively gave up on continuing to restrict the knocking ghost. Since the ghost in the darkness didn't want him to do that, Chu Mo naturally wouldn't make a fool of himself.
Now that we've achieved our goal, there's absolutely no need for us to stay here any longer.
The others, of course, had no objections.
When Chu Mo was able to handle the old man knocking on the door on his own, he had already become their pillar of support.
I quickly walked down from the fourth floor.
Third floor, second floor, first floor.
"Chu Mo, the phone Zhou Zheng is holding seems a bit unusual. Should we take it with us?"
Yang Jian noticed this detail and asked about it.
"Take this with you; it might be helpful if you keep it."
Chu Mo didn't pick up the satellite-guided phone; he didn't really need it.
The group continued forward, passing through the teaching building and basketball court, until they had completely run out of No. 7 Middle School, at which point they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was already 3 a.m., and because the Ghost Realm ended early, many students survived.
They left into the crowd with frightened expressions, and a number of onlookers gathered around them to watch the spectacle.
The sound of sirens soon came from the crowd, and before long the area was evacuated, leaving only empty police lines.
Most of the students were taken to the police station for individual questioning, while Chu Mo and the others took advantage of the chaos to leave the scene early.
Inside the Seventh Middle School, which was under lockdown.
The body that belonged to Su Lei stood up again after the flames died down.
She walked slowly and stiffly out of the classroom and personally tore off the talisman from the knocking ghost piece by piece.
After the talisman was completely removed, the old man's eyes moved slightly.
The knocking on the door echoed through the campus again, while Su Lei had already turned into a pile of rotting flesh in the corridor.
Seemingly having no target to kill, the knocking ghost instinctively chose to leave.
It left the school, ignored the police line, and wandered towards a suburb.
......
Walking street.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Chu Mo returned to the small house he had temporarily rented.
He opened the terminal and quickly visualized the shape of the small house in his mind.
"Bro, looks like you've got it all sorted out."
The second-generation heir sat in the chair, his tone filled with excitement and admiration.
Chu Mo handed the black robe to the other person, "This is Luo Wensong's Ghost Domain."
"Great, great! With this, my talisman shop is sure to be a huge success."
The second generation excitedly stroked the black robe.
After a brief pause, he became intrigued again: "Speaking of which, we share memories and abilities. You possess my supernatural powers, so theoretically you could also create ghost talismans. Yet you still willingly gave this to me. Don't you think it's a pity?"
"pity?"
Chu Mo shook his head. "I'm not very interested in making supernatural props or anything like that. Besides, you have plenty of time to do it, and I can also benefit from it. Essentially, it's a win-win situation."
The second generation nodded. "That makes sense."
He put away his black robe and took out a brightly colored red carpet.
"In return, this is for you."
The second generation said, "This is a good thing I found on Ghost Street. It's a carpet in a room of the Caesars Hotel. If someone is under a paranormal attack, the ghost on the carpet will take the hit."
Even if the food at Caesars Palace Hotel isn't the worst, it can't be that bad.
Chu Mo's eyes lit up; he had become interested in this thing.
Thanks.
After putting the items away, the scene on the terminal quickly disappeared.
Chu Mo sat up in bed, and something quietly appeared in his hand.
He laid the carpet flat on the floor.
On the dark red, cashmere-like material, strange footprints appear from time to time, as if something is stepping on it.
"That's pretty weird."
Chu Mo placed it at the bedroom door. He had not yet been attacked by supernatural forces, and it might serve as a trump card to save his life in the future.
Looking at the groom's attire he was still wearing, Chu Mo's joy was quickly dampened.
When he was in No. 7 Middle School, he originally thought that the one who attacked Zhou Zheng was the dried-up bride, but as the talisman on the door-knocking ghost was removed, he realized that things were not that simple.
First of all, the mummy bride does not have the means to kill Zhou Zheng, so in terms of priority, she should be the first to act.
Secondly, this ghost lacks intelligence and could not possibly help the knocking ghost remove the talisman.
On the other hand, the other ghost he knew perfectly fit this condition.
"It's most likely a wishing ghost. In the original story, this thing had designs on the ghost baby. As long as Zhou Zheng doesn't die, the ghost baby can't be resurrected. It has every reason to kill Zhou Zheng."
"Moreover, removing the talisman from the knocking ghost is most likely to make it deal with me, thus ensuring the safety of the ghost baby."
"This ghost must have seen the old man in the copper coin robe behind me, otherwise it wouldn't have gone to all this trouble."
Chu Mo stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.
Suddenly, his gaze gradually focused on the window reflected in the mirror.
There, something seemed to be hanging.
Chu Mo turned around abruptly and saw something outside his room window.
He cautiously approached little by little.
Click, click.
The rusty iron bars kept making strange noises as the window was pulled open by one centimeter.
A cold wind blew into the room, and there was a paper figure hanging by the window, swaying back and forth.
Chu Mo took the paper figure off and looked closely. The paper figure was dressed in a sedan chair carrying clothes, a boy, with eyes drawn on it, and was grinning at him.
These are sedan chair bearers.
There is a folk legend that if a deceased bride gets married, paper figures will come to carry her sedan chair, walk along the road to the underworld, cross the bridge to the underworld, scatter paper money, and throw embroidered balls.
Once the embroidered ball is released, the person who catches it will be chosen by the bride.
Obviously, folklore may not be true, but I did encounter strange things.
Will the mummified bride come to find me in a sedan chair?
Chu Mo didn't know.
If it can't be avoided, he hopes it won't happen too soon.
......
the other side.
Inside a residential building in a certain community.
Fang Jing sat in a chair in the study, clutching a dark brown parchment tightly in his hand.
"Great, Chu Mo and Yang Jian have both disappeared. I really hope they're dead, so that two monsters won't appear at the same time in the future."
Fang Jing, his face contorted in rage, stretched open the human skin paper. If the Seven Ghost Domains hadn't suddenly vanished, he wouldn't have been able to escape at all.
"Human skin paper, please tell me how to become a ghost tamer. I need to become stronger, at least so I don't die in some unknown supernatural time."
In the past, he would have only used the parchment to ask about his studies.
But times have changed.
The occurrence of supernatural events made Fang Jing fully understand a principle.
If one doesn't become stronger, even if one is a reincarnated individual and possesses the cheat ability of human skin paper, one could still perish in this terrifying world at any time.
He waited quietly.
Not long after.
Writing soon appeared on the parchment.
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