On the other hand, although Qiao Ziru was a little out of control at first, she slowly regained her senses after being caught by the old man by the wrist.
Grandma's body has been destroyed, but a pair of eyes are still there, and this Old Taoist was mumbling words just now, and seemed to have mentioned "Spirit Pupil".
Although she didn't know how the "Spirit Pupil" here was related to the "Spirit Pupil" she knew when she cleared Beginner Level, the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger.
At this time, Qin Manjiang took a step forward and caught the gentleman Old Taoist. He asked him to dig up the grave. If he really got some ancient books and knew the coping methods compiled by those who broke away from [Ghost Story Game] from ancient times to the present, then he would not be allowed to leave.
"Then what do you think we should do now?"
Old Taoist frowned and looked around. The employer had already run away. However, the other party paid the money in advance and ran away. The landowner no longer wants it. Who can I ask for an explanation?
You have to do the aftermath work yourself.
But... can the aftermath be dealt with so easily?
Old Taoist feels a little unsure.
But after he looked at Qin Manjiang, Mei Sijun, and Qiao Ziruo, he seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and his eyes widened:
"All three of you have Spirit Pupil?"
This rash and sudden sentence made the three of them unable to react for a while, and Old Taoist seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing. He quickly said to the several strong men standing by the grave, "You Past, invite the villagers who have not left home, and call this tomb Ill Omen."
"Okay! Taoist Priest!"
Maybe strong people do have more yang energy, but none of these strong men digging graves are afraid.
After they left, Old Taoist quickly looked at Qin Manjiang and continued to ask, "You three are all Naturally Born Spirit Pupil Bearer. Could it be that... the legend of the Eye Realm is also true?"
Old Taoist Unintentionally, another person said shocking words.
But Qiao Ziruo's mind was not here at all. She grabbed Old Taoist with her backhand and asked, "Taoist Priest, what should my grandma do?"
There were still tears on her face, and she spoke tremblingly, "You acted according to the regulations, and I don't blame you, but now the person who bought the land has escaped, and you must restore grandma's grave!"
"Alas..." Old Taoist looked helpless, "If possible, I would like to restore everything, but the dead Spirit Pupil saw the light of day and breathed in resentment. Girl, your grandmother's soul was also brought back by me with Soul-Summoning Banner. All the causes and conditions have changed, and the flag has been lost. I'm afraid... something bad has happened."
Qiao Ziruo looked lost, as if she couldn't believe it. "You said... what?"
"I can only try my best." Old Taoist said no more.
He asked Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun to keep an eye on Qiao Ziruo and not let her get close to the coffin. Then he walked forward and stared at the remains of the deceased and the pair of eyes that had not decayed for many years.
"Bring me the red silk!"
Old Taoist shouted.
After a while, one of the big men came over holding a red silk cloth.
Old Taoist took the red silk with one hand, pointed the other hand into a sword, ordered a few drops of tea, sprinkled it on his face, poured the tea to the ground, and sprinkled only the tea leaves on the corpse.
"Old madam, I've offended you so much."
Old Taoist unfolded the red silk, and Yin Wind blew it past. The red silk spread out in mid-air and strangely fell on the bones of the corpse.
Then, Old Taoist produced a red thread from nowhere, and the red thread flew between his fingers. The bones scattered on the ground were gathered together by him one by one, and wrapped in red silk.
Time passes Past, Old Taoist uses red thread to pick up the bones, and red silk embroiders the corpse. Half Mountain The waist graveyard is silent, with only the Coldness mountain breeze.
Qin Manjiang This is the first time I have seen such a weird scene, but is this behavior... really effective against ghosts?
Although most ghosts have some similar characteristics, such as not appearing in crowded places, he has never heard of ghosts being afraid of the color red.
On the contrary, ghosts should like red, right?
While his mind was full of strange thoughts, he grabbed Qiao Ziruo's wrist. She was trembling all over, but... Qin Manjiang couldn't empathize with her.
In the last Ghost Story, he had lost Mercy forever. The only thing he felt about Qiao Ziruo at this moment was the guilt of involving her in Ghost Story.
At this time, Old Taoist's figure who had been bending down to pick up bones suddenly moved. He straightened up, raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and took a long breath. "Okay, girl, come here."
Hearing Old Taoist's words, Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun let go of their hands.
Qiao Ziruo walked forward and Old Taoist said to her, "The soil of this tomb has been destroyed and can no longer be used as a graveyard. Besides, your father was not a son, so he used poplar wood to make the coffin. This is really inappropriate. According to the original plan, after the coffin was raised today, the bones should have been sent for cremation, but the situation has changed. Burning the corpse hastily will probably cause disaster."
"I will collect the bones with red silk. You will then take eight inches of soil from under the coffin and put it in with your own hands. Tonight... the souls lost with Soul-Summoning Banner may be able to return. If they can return, they can be reburied tomorrow."
Qiao Ziruo nodded heavily, not only to prevent Ghost Story from appearing, but also to allow her grandmother to rest in peace.
But after digging out a handful of blood, water and soil, Qiao Ziruo suddenly asked, "What if... grandma's ghost doesn't come back tonight?"
Woo...
Woo hoo...
As soon as Qiao Ziruo finished speaking, Yin Wind burst out from Half Mountain's waist, like a ghost crying. Qin Manjiang was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind Mei Sijun.
Old Taoist sighed after hearing this, "If he doesn't come back, then Vicious Soul who came back from Nine Nether Yellow Springs, I'm afraid..."
He didn't say any more, but the three of them already understood the underlying meaning behind his words.
Qiao Ziruo's face turned pale, and she suddenly thought of what her grandma meant when she asked her in her dream, "I can't hold on any longer."
Poplar Wood Coffin is not resistant to corrosion and evil spirits. Over the years, if grandma has a dead soul, I am afraid that her dead soul will be resisting malicious erosion all the time.
And today, when the coffin is opened, this is the best time grandma can stay awake...
Thinking of this, Qiao Ziruo lowered his head and looked at Skeletons in the red silk, and the pair of... eyes that were not yet rotten.
She knew that even if someone came back tonight, that person... may not be grandma.
But she didn't say these words to anyone.
Yin Wind There were bursts of rustling in the surrounding trees, and the hairs of the big men guarding the outside stood on end. They felt as if something terrible was hidden around them, and they were secretly staring in the direction of the cemetery.
After Old Taoist saw that the blood, water, and soil had been installed, he lifted up the red silk, installed it completely, and said to Qiao Ziruo:
"Go down the mountain, go to the village, go to where you used to live."
Qiao Ziruo nodded, did not respond, and just followed Old Taoist down the mountain step by step.
Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun also followed behind. Qin Manjiang's heart was burning badly. [Eye Realm] should be calculating the progress of [Ghost Story].
But this time... he planned to resist.
Thanks to Susu Miao Crisp Corner, melon-loving cup, and Los Santos poet for the reward.
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(End of chapter)