nycdaug Chapter 599 Don’t Come Out
Chapter 599 Don’t Come Out
He walked in a steady pace and turned slowly in the yard with a serious face. Every step he took seemed to carry a mysterious power. He muttered something in his mouth, and the low voice seemed to come from another world, making it hard to hear clearly. "There is indeed a yin energy in this yard, but we need to further investigate what is causing the trouble." The Taoist's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from a deep ancient well. When Yi Zhonghai and others heard it, they quickly surrounded him, their faces full of anxiety and expectation, "Master, what do you think we should do? You have to save the people in our yard." There was a hint of pleading in Yi Zhonghai's voice. He stared at the Taoist tightly, as if he had grabbed the last straw. The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and slowly said: "I will perform a ritual in this yard tonight. You all hide in the house and don't come out. No matter what noise you hear, don't panic, I will take care of everything." The night was like a huge piece of black silk, slowly covering the entire courtyard, and the atmosphere became more and more weird. The moonlight shone through the mottled leaves and sprinkled on the ground, forming strange light and shadows. The Taoist priest set up an altar in the middle of the yard. On the altar were eight trigrams plates, peach wood swords, talisman paper and other objects, which flickered mysteriously under the weak moonlight. He lit the incense and candles, and the curling green smoke rose up and soon spread, covering the entire yard. The Taoist priest held a whisk in his hand and chanted something. The sound of the spell became louder and louder, as if to break through the endless darkness. His whisk was waving in the air, and his movements were smooth and flowing, with a mysterious rhythm. As the Taoist priest did this, the crying of the female ghost seemed to get louder and louder, from vague to clearly audible, accompanied by some strange sounds, like heavy footsteps, and low roars, as if resisting the Taoist priest's actions. The residents of the courtyard hid in the house, not daring to breathe, and their hearts beat violently in their chests, as if they were about to break through their chests. Some people covered their ears tightly, trying to isolate the horrible sound; others stared out the window with wide eyes, trembling with fear. Suddenly, the Taoist priest shouted loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the yard like a huge bell, making people's eardrums hurt. He stabbed the peach wood sword in his hand into the air, and a dazzling golden light flashed. In an instant, the whole yard was lit up by this golden light, and the crying of the female ghost stopped abruptly, as if it had never appeared. "Okay, it's okay now." The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face. His forehead was full of sweat, and it was obvious that what he had done just now had consumed a lot of his energy. Yi Zhonghai and others walked out of the house cautiously, looking at the Taoist priest, their eyes full of admiration and gratitude. Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Master Taoist, what is going on?" There was still a trace of fear in his voice. The Taoist priest raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and slowly said: "There was originally a wronged soul of a woman in this yard. She had resentment in her heart, so she came out to haunt. I have already saved her and let her rest in peace. You don't have to worry about her in the future." After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear on their faces gradually dissipated, replaced by the relief of surviving the disaster. Since then, there has been no crying of female ghosts in the Siheyuan, and life has returned to its former peace. Everyone is still frightened by this haunted experience, and cherishes this hard-won peace even more. This incident has also become a topic of conversation among the residents of the Siheyuan after dinner, and has been passed down for a long time. Every time it is mentioned, it seems that they can feel the horror and horror of that night again.
The crazy nights in the courtyard were thick and dark, like a huge black curtain, tightly covering the courtyard. The moonlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, casting a few pale rays of light, adding a bit of gloom to the quiet courtyard. The atmosphere in Qin Huairu's house was so depressing that it made people breathless. Jia Zhang was lying on the kang, snoring slightly, Xiaodang and Huaihua were squeezed in the corner, and their even breathing showed that they had fallen asleep. Banggeng was sleeping on the other side, frowning slightly, as if he was having an uneasy dream. Suddenly, Qin Huairu sat up from the bed, her eyes wide open, full of confusion and madness. Her hair was scattered on her face, and her clothes were soaked with sweat, making her look particularly terrifying. She was gasping for breath, and her chest was rising and falling violently, as if she had just experienced a life-and-death struggle. Without any warning, Qin Huairu let out a shrill scream, which broke through the silence of the night sky and shocked the entire courtyard. Jia Zhang was awakened by the scream and looked at Qin Huairu in horror. Just as she was about to ask, she was grabbed by the neck by Qin Huairu. "What...what are you going to do?" Jia Zhang struggled in horror, desperately prying Qin Huairu's hands with both hands, and kicking her legs on the kang. Her eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief. Qin Huairu seemed to have completely lost her mind, and kept muttering some vague words in her mouth, and the strength of her hands was getting stronger and stronger. Her face was twisted, her teeth were clattering, and the muscles on her face twitched uncontrollably. The originally gentle face became hideous and terrifying at this moment. There was a crazy light flashing in her eyes, as if Jia Zhang in front of her was her mortal enemy. "Mom, wake up!" Xiaodang and Huaihua were awakened, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they burst into tears. Xiaodang's face was full of tears. She rushed forward and pulled Qin Huairu's arm with her small hands, crying, "Mom, don't pinch grandma, please!" Huaihua was also beside her, crying until her voice was hoarse. She shook Qin Huairu hard, trying to make her sober. Banggeng was also awakened. He looked at his crazy mother and his grandma who was pinched and her face was red, and he panicked instantly. But he quickly reacted, rushed forward, and used all his strength to pry Qin Huairu's hands. "Mom, what's wrong with you? Let go of grandma!" His voice was crying, anxious and panicked. However, Qin Huairu was like being possessed by a demon, turning a deaf ear to the children's shouts and pulling. Her strength was amazing, and the children couldn't pull her away at all. Jia Zhang's face had turned from red to purple, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and her eyes were full of despair. "No, if this goes on, grandma will be strangled to death!" Banggeng was anxious, and he knew he had to find someone to help quickly. He turned and rushed out the door, running towards the house of the great master Yi Zhonghai. Banggeng banged hard on the door of Yi Zhonghai's house and shouted: