Li Xinrui and Yang Fan returned.
Yang Fan's body had already been controlled by a ghost.
I could clearly see that behind him, the female ghost in a cheongsam had her two feet in pointed high - heels stepping on his feet, while her two hands held Yang Fan's wrists. She was manipulating him like a puppet, making him perform all kinds of strange and distorted movements with a smug look on her face.
"Ho ho ho..."
Yang Fan had also seen us. His eyes were wide open, and tears were streaming down his cheeks as if there was no end. He wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound.
"He's coming!!"
Li Xinrui, who had been holding my arm, saw Yang Fan's eerie state. She desperately pushed me towards him and then ran towards the other end of the corridor.
I was flung heavily onto Yang Fan. The female ghost behind him excitedly raised the piece of glass and stabbed at my neck.
"Chi!"
I had been ready with the ghost - exorcising talisman the moment I saw Yang Fan possessed. How could I let the female ghost hurt me?!
The yellow talisman landed steadily on the center of Yang Fan's forehead, and the female ghost behind him was instantly knocked flying.
Yang Fan collapsed to the ground like a heap of mud.
"Thank you... thank you!"
Yang Fan knew he had narrowly escaped death. He gasped and crawled closer to me.
The temporary spiritual eye I had opened on his forehead was covered by my talisman paper. Otherwise, if he saw Wang Yingxiu in red floating above my head, he would definitely be scared to death!!
"Du Xinghe... tell me this is a hallucination, right? It's a hallucination!"
Yang Fan leaned against the glass mirror and wiped away his tears. "I never believed in these things. Before, an old Taoist fortune - teller said I would get a windfall. As long as I got rid of Wang Fang, I would be invincible!"
"Idiot!"
Before he could finish, I whispered a curse. "You don't believe in ghosts but believe in fortune - telling? Bad predictions don't come true, but good ones do? I say you've seen a ghost today and are about to die soon. You must not believe it, right!"
"...I!"
Yang Fan wanted to defend himself, but unexpectedly, countless small black hands reached out from the mirror and grabbed his body, dragging him into the cold - shining mirror surface.
"Wait a minute!!"
I desperately grabbed Yang Fan's struggling hand.
If I had known earlier that behind this mirror was the place where Li Chengxian imprisoned the little ghosts, I wouldn't have struggled. I would have just let these black hands drag me in!
Thinking like this, Yang Fan and I crossed the mirror together.
It felt like suddenly entering a vacuum glass cover. There was a soft "bang" in my ears, and I felt a bloated discomfort.
"Splash, splash, splash..."
The next second, a dilapidated water surface appeared in front of me.
It was an abandoned indoor swimming pool. There were many algae pieces like rust floating on the yellow - green water surface. The white tiles beside the pool were all mottled. On a yellowed beach chair, a man was sitting lazily, wearing an ivory - white summer cloth Chinese - style shirt with buttons down the front. He was closing his eyes and resting.
"Grandpa...!!"
The moment I saw the old man, my body involuntarily trembled. I immediately shouted and tried to run around the pool towards him.
"Du Wenzhong!!"
Hearing my voice, the old man also reacted. He supported the armrests of the beach chair with both hands and propped himself up.
"Xiaohe!!"
There came Wang Yingxiu's scream from behind, followed by a few "gurgling" sounds from the pool beside me.
"Daddy said! Catch her!"
"Yes! Catch her and there will be candy!"
"And cake!"
"Tear her apart!"
"She also has candy!!"
The chattering voices of a group of children came into my ears. Without thinking, I knew these were the five little ghosts that Li Chengxian had captured and refined.
But now I didn't have time to care about them. I just wanted to rescue my grandpa quickly.
His living soul had left his body for more than a month. I was afraid that if he didn't go back soon, the muscles on his body would wither away!
A sharp whistling sound came from behind. A stinky smell brushed past my neck. A huge and greasy head poked out from my shoulder. On the browless face, a pair of pitch - black eyes without a glimmer of light stared at me sinisterly.
"Back!"
I made a ghost - suppressing hand gesture with my right hand and slapped it on the huge forehead without hesitation.
With a shrill scream, the little ghost was hit by the spiritual consciousness in the spell and fell straight off me.
Taking the opportunity, I ran a few more steps forward and was already beside my grandpa. There was a soul - suppressing talisman clearly drawn in cinnabar on the chest of his Chinese - style shirt.
The bright red rune had already embedded into the flesh. I reached out my hand to wipe it off, but unexpectedly, my finger was suddenly grabbed.
I quickly looked up and saw that my grandpa's eyes suddenly opened wide. His red eyes were like they were filled with bright red blood.
"Come! Come on!!"
He let out a hoarse cry. His half - raised body struggled like a fish that had jumped onto the shore and bit at my neck.
"Du Wenzhong, what are you crazy about!"
I immediately understood why my grandpa was attacking me!
It was because of that bastard Li Chengxian. He had also refined my grandpa's soul...
The living soul of a living person has its own consciousness and strongly wants to return to its own body. So it is very difficult for a soul - refining sorcerer to control the soul of an adult.
Generally, they capture the souls of children under twelve years old and refine them into various servant ghosts that can be driven.
I don't know what means Li Chengxian had used, but he had completely erased my grandpa's consciousness.
My grandpa loved me so much, but now he was already attacking me!!
If I caught Li Chengxian, I would also capture his living soul and stuff it into a dog's belly!
Although I was furious in my heart, my hands didn't stop.
I pressed my grandpa's forehead with my left hand and quickly drew a soul - pacifying spell on the cinnabar of the soul - suppressing talisman on his chest with my right hand.
Don't think that the "soul - suppressing spell" and the "soul - pacifying spell" only differ by one character, but their functions are completely different.
Li Chengxian refined souls mainly by using fire or ice.
That kind of soul - capturing place constructed by Taoists imitating all kinds of torture in the depths of hell was a separate small hell for souls.
There were no companions, and they didn't know the time. They were trapped in endless pain and torture in an infinite cycle.
The word "suppress" was enough to show the pain my grandpa had suffered!
The "soul - pacifying spell" was created by the ancestors of the Taoist court with compassion to calm the violent spiritual consciousness of ghosts, so that the three souls and seven spirits wandering outside could return to their own bodies.
"Du Xinghe, I advise you not to waste your efforts!!"
While I was drawing the soul - pacifying spell, I heard a strange voice coming from my grandpa's mouth. I turned my head and looked.
I saw my grandpa's tongue sticking out of his mouth, and there was a small human head growing on the tip of his tongue. It had all the facial features, and it was Li Chengxian.
There was a smug look on his face.
"Instead of saving Du Wenzhong, you might as well use the Five - Thunder Spell to blast his soul to pieces!! He has been in the Ice Hell for three hundred years, waiting for his precious granddaughter to save him every day. Hahaha... Aren't you afraid that he will do evil if you release his soul?!"