Chapter 080
Ghost messenger?
When I heard these words, I was stunned for a moment. They sounded very familiar, but I couldn't remember what they were. But I felt a strange fear in my heart. I sat up straight and listened to Ding Ding continue.
He said that Wuchang was a messenger who was said to be in the world of the living and was responsible for collecting souls. There were usually two of them, the black and white Wuchang. They were able to capture all ghosts, but at their level, they were no longer ghosts, but rather inferior gods!
When I heard the name, I immediately understood it and was very surprised. I thought, wow, even this ghost thing came out, is there really a King of Hell in this world?
Ding Ding said that no one knew whether there was such a thing or not, but when this guy appeared, he realized the horror of this matter. Impermanence roams the world, usually detaining some wandering souls, some ghosts with names, like the Painted Skin and the Two-mouthed Woman, they don't care, and also regard these evil ghosts and monsters as part of this time. Usually nothing big happens , and it won't attract their attention.
Ding Ding was so frightened at the time. He had never thought that his method of dying for someone else would lead to such a horrible thing. He hid upstairs, not daring to even breathe, sweating all over, unable to move.
Only then did he realize that what he had heard before was not the sound of a bell, but the legendary bell for summoning spirits in the hands of the Grim Reaper. However, Tintin had also heard that the Grim Reapers generally did not enter people's homes, because once they stepped in, disaster would inevitably befall them.
But even so, he was still very worried. He almost expected that this ghost thing was coming for him, and he was very anxious.
According to his usual temperament, if he encountered a ghost he had never seen before, he would probably not recognize it and go out to find out what it was. But now, he just hoped that the uncle outside the door would leave quickly. He didn't want to see what they looked like at all, for fear that he would rush in without knowing what was going on.
Ding Ding said that the whole process took only about a minute, but he really felt like all his life experiences were just passing by, and he felt like he was going to die at such a young age. He always felt like God was jealous of his talent, and it was very unpleasant.
But time passed minute by minute, and after the human-faced tree devoured the green snake's soul, the mourning stick that had extended into the door suddenly retracted slowly. The sound of the soul-calling bell could be heard becoming smaller and the frequency became much slower, as if the soul could no longer be detained and was showing signs of leaving.
But Tintin still didn't dare to come out of the attic. He thought about all the bad situations in his mind and still looked outside nervously.
He didn't know how long he had been waiting until he heard the sound of gongs and drums. He thought it must be the funeral procession, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He came down from the attic carefully.
But the funeral procession did not enter the house at all, but stopped at the door. Tintin thought that it might be because the human-faced tree had been freed from its restraints, so he did not take it to heart.
He tiptoed to the door, looked out through the crack, and only after seeing Snake Bone Lady and her group did he open the door with confidence.
He glanced at the ghosts outside the door, but didn't find my mother, so he asked tentatively. Only then did he know that just after I was buried, the God of Death appeared and immediately locked up my mother's soul. No one around dared to step forward to help.
Ding Ding felt a little lost. He didn't know if my mother was standing outside the door when the God of Death arrived. But later on, he was relieved. In his opinion, what my mother did was indeed against the will of heaven. Almost no ghost would dare to do such a thing as a funeral. Before that, my mother should have considered the consequences. She told Ding Ding not to go out, and she should have expected that the God of Death would appear.
Ding Ding said, sighed, and said, "So, Tan Xi, your mother invested everything she had for you. Even though she became a ghost, she could have been a tyrant, but in the end she ended up like this."
I looked down at the white quilt, feeling mixed emotions. Thinking of my mother's appearance, I suddenly felt sad. After being buried alive by her, I once doubted her, but I didn't expect that there were so many things I didn't know after that.
I hurriedly grabbed Ding Ding and asked her anxiously what would happen after being captured by Wuchang?
Ding Ding stretched out his finger and scratched his chin, thinking for a while, and said, "I don't know what will happen, I have never died, but judging from the reactions of those ghosts, they should reach a state where they will never be reborn. Whether their souls will be annihilated or not, that's hard to say."
I didn't respond, but thought about it in my mind. Ding Ding suddenly came to his senses and said in surprise, Tan Xi, you are not going to cause trouble for Wu Chang!
I looked at him and remained silent.
He reached out and touched my forehead, then touched himself and said he didn't have a fever. How could young people be so impulsive?
I yelled, if it was your mother now, would you just watch her being taken away?
Ding Ding suddenly acted very mature and said that if my mother did this for me, I would definitely live a good life and not be so stupid as to risk my life. Tan Xi , human power is limited. This is not one of those melodramatic TV dramas. Just because you go to the flea market and buy a peach wood sword, you can't kill gods and ghosts. Some things, such as impermanence, are like birth, aging, sickness and death, which you can't stop. When your mother passed away, she must have been prepared. Besides, being a ghost is not necessarily better than being a human. Who knows if a ghost will go to another world after death.
I have never heard Ding Ding say such serious words, but he pretended to be very mature and serious. Although I understood what he meant, I still felt like someone was pinching my heart. When I thought about my mother's current fate, I felt so painful that I couldn't breathe.
Ding Ding comforted me and said that what I should care about now is not my mother's movements, but my mother.
Although I didn't refute, but when I thought of Mrs. Jiu, I thought that maybe Ding Ding didn't have a solution, but Mrs. Jiu did. I hurriedly asked Ding Ding, "Don't you have a clue? Why don't you tell me quickly!"
Ding Ding rolled his eyes at me and said, "I told you not to be anxious. You have to wait for me to finish telling the story."
I nodded and urged him to hurry up. Then he started to speak again .
After the ghosts returned, there was no trace of my mother. Tintin became anxious because he didn't know what to do next. He wanted to find a ghost to ask, but the ghosts were without a leader. After returning, they seemed to have completed their last mission and immediately dispersed. Before Tintin could finish his words, the fog outside the house dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the dense ghost shadows in front of him disappeared.
He was anxious and wanted to come find me, but then he realized that he had no idea where I was buried. He thought about it in the yard, and considering the snake scales on his body, he had no choice but to call Mrs. Jiu, but the phone was always busy and couldn't get through. Ding Ding couldn't wait any longer, so he took some money, didn't take anything else, and went out to find a car, and went to the local bus station to take a bus to go home.
I calculated the time, it should be the day before I came back. When Tintin came home and saw the ruins of his house, his reaction was much greater than mine. After all, it was his own home. I would definitely not be able to bear such a blow in his place.
He ran into the ruins like a madman and searched for a long time under the black bricks and stones, but just like me at that time, he found nothing.
At this time, his neighbor's aunt heard the noise, came out to take a look, and saw that it was him. She immediately shouted, "Isn't this Ding Ding! You're back? Your mother left, and I have something for you."
When I heard this, I quickly waved my hand to interrupt him and told him what Lu Yao and I had seen. The neighbors around seemed to be possessed by a ghost. No one knew you and your son. How come they know you now?
Ding Ding said there is something you can't see. If you ask now, I will definitely tell you that you don't know us. When my mother left, she buried parasitic grass on the people who knew her nearby. It was the same human-faced insect that attached to Lin Tian before, which could control their behavior.
I only realized something was wrong later. The aunt recognized me, but she only said a few words to me. One was about something my mother left behind, which is the bow I am carrying now, and the other was "left for you". She also said an address. I was afraid I would forget it, so I wrote it down and will find it for you later. Apart from these, the aunt didn't say anything else, and that was because she recognized my face. If it were someone else, they would know nothing.
I was wondering, Mrs. Jiu actually left me a message, but she didn't mention where she was going or what she was doing, and she didn't even reveal a single thing about Ding Ding. Her style of doing things was too weird. And she used the devil to control the words and deeds of all the neighbors around her. This method was really, don't offend the witch's woman if you want to offend anything.
Ding Ding also had this feeling. He said that even I couldn't understand my mother's behavior this time. In the past, when I walked a little further away, she always asked about my well-being, but now it's as if she abandoned me and didn't even ask. But the more this happened, the more worried I became. Although the clues about my mother were left to you and had nothing to do with me, I still couldn't rest assured. If you decide to go and take a look, I will definitely go with you. Maybe we can find her.
As he said that, Ding Ding made a gesture towards me, and suddenly came closer and whispered in my ear, "I feel like my mother disappeared out of thin air like this, as if she was hiding from someone..."
