Chapter 087
I saw that there were quite a lot of people around now, probably because they were attracted by the situation in the bathroom before. I quickly pulled Ding Ding and signaled him to speak in a low voice. I would find the little ghost later and explain to them together.
The man stood aside timidly, looking like he had not yet recovered from the shock, but he could tell that it was Tintin who saved us, so he quickly thanked him.
Ding Ding looked a little disgusted and said, "No need," and just go do what you need to do.
As he said this, he pointed at me and said, "It's troublesome enough to have a burden around you, but I can't stand another one suddenly popping up. The novelty I had before is gone."
After saying that, he put away the bow and arrow in his hand, turned around and was about to leave. I hurriedly told the man not to mind it, that's just his temper, he has a sharp tongue and a sharp heart, you'll get used to it.
Ding Ding was walking in front. He turned around and called me, asking me to hurry up and see if the little ghost was okay.
I originally wanted to chat with this man and discuss with him our respective experiences of encountering ghosts, but after hearing what Ding Ding said, I was also concerned about the safety of the little ghost, so I could only chat with him casually and follow Ding Ding's footsteps.
Along the way, Ding Ding looked very angry. I didn't know what had offended him, but he just ignored me when I talked to him.
When we arrived at our beds, I saw that Xiao Gui was already there. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, playing with his cell phone as if nothing had happened. When he saw Ding Ding and I coming back, he looked up at us and asked if we were okay.
I nodded, gave a dry laugh, and said it was okay, it was a close call.
Ding Ding sat beside him, put away his bow and arrow, and suddenly snorted, saying, "What a relief! It's always a relief. Look how skillful the little ghosts are. They led the ghosts directly to the front of the car, and I killed them all in one go. You, on the other hand, can't finish your own work, and you still have the mind to pull up another Yin Banner. You think you don't have enough ghosts, right? Do you want to increase it a little more?"
I glared at him and said, "Do you think I want to do that? I haven't even reached the rear of the car when those ghosts came in. I just happened to meet that person and took him as a comrade to hide. Isn't this just like you helped me before? If anyone left me alone, I would have died a hundred times already."
I told them the situation at that time, but Ding Ding was still very unconvinced. He said, "Tan Xi, you should be more careful. You know that we are being watched secretly now. Those ghosts are here to block our way. We don't know who is behind the scenes. In short, we should stay as far away from those who are related to ghosts as possible. We can't guarantee that it is not a trap set by others."
I heard him say that, although there is some truth in it, I also understand it, but the man's fear at that time was not pretended at all, because I have experienced his mentality, so I understand his reaction at that time. This is something that Tintin and the little ghost can't understand. They have been in contact with ghosts since they were young. Except for encountering some deadly ruthless characters, there is nothing to be afraid of at ordinary times.
I am different. I am just like most people on this train, so I can experience this simple feeling of fear.
I glanced at the little ghost, hoping that he could say a few words for me. The little ghost leaned on the bed, looking at me with eyes as sharp as the edges of his face.
He thought for a while and said, "Tan Xi, I understand your feelings, but what Ding Ding said is also correct. Although I have never seen Yin Banner, I have heard a lot of stories about it. And according to your description, this person really has a big problem."
I feel confused. In just a short while, the two of them spoke less than five sentences to the other person, but they already regarded him as an enemy?
Ding Ding rolled his eyes at me and said, "A layman like you should just listen carefully. What's wrong with having little contact? You've had enough contact with Painted Skin, and they still didn't pay any attention to you."
As soon as I mentioned Lu Yao, he blocked my mouth and I was speechless. I just shut up and continued to listen to what the kid said.
The little ghost smiled evilly and said, "You said that man should be about the same age as us, and judging from his reaction, he should also be able to protect himself . Although he carries a ghost mound with him, he only has a vague understanding of the use of these things. Tell me, how did such a person live to be over 20 years old?"
When I heard this, I was stunned. When I first saw the man, I wanted to ask him how he survived all these years, but what happened later was too stimulating, so I forgot about it in the end.
If it were me, if I were alone during this period, I would have died countless times. If that person was really as helpless as he seemed, how did he escape every time? If he insisted that he was lucky enough to escape every time, I would never believe it.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Ding Ding quickly added, I told you before that the Yin Fan is born to attract ghosts. People like us who are in the ghost exorcist business basically don't have any expectations of their life or death, just like when we first met, you were driven out by my mother. But now it seems that there may be other hidden stories here.
I took off my shoes and stretched my legs. I said that even if I didn't hold out hope, it didn't mean that no one would help me. Mrs. Jiu didn't care about me at that time, but you came.
Ding Ding said, I was just curious at first. To be honest, I didn't expect you to live so long. If it wasn't for what happened to my mother, I wouldn't want to help you. But now we are all on the same boat. If something happens to one of us, the others can't escape either, so be careful.
The little ghost nodded in agreement, but he didn't expect to be criticized by Ding Ding, who said that it was nothing, if you die, you die, it won't affect us.
The little ghost hurriedly argued , saying that I am also very important. If I die, the ghost car will come back and bite you to death! If you don’t believe me, you two can try it. If you don’t protect me, I will bite you wherever I go!
I rubbed my forehead and said, "Okay, okay, don't change the subject, let's continue talking about the Yin Banner!"
Ding Ding stuck out his tongue at him, then turned to me and continued, "I've heard stories about Yin Banners. The longest-lived ones were no more than ten years old. They were often born before they learned to talk or walk, but because they attracted ghosts, some were killed in their cradles, and some were abandoned in the wilderness because their parents were afraid and starved to death. Even if they barely survived this period, their final fate was still very tragic."
I felt a little heavy when I heard this, and I could imagine their plight. If a child frequently causes strange things, his family might hire a master to exorcise evil spirits and eliminate disasters. But as time goes by, no one likes such a troublemaker, and he will eventually be disliked and even abandoned.
I think even if they are barely alive, their lives must be very difficult. Speaking of this, I can't help but feel a little sympathy for them.
After thinking for a long time, I sighed, touched the Guizhong in my hand, opened the lid, let the hanged ghost out, and said, forget it, you guys stop teaching me, it's not easy for others to live to this age, I will return the Guizhong to him, after all, he helped me, I should thank him, at worst I won't argue with him.
Ding Ding didn't say anything, and I couldn't tell whether he wanted me to go or not. The kid simply shrugged, as if he was making his own decision.
I shook my head and pulled the hanged man to go with me. Even though he would have followed me even if I ignored him, I just wanted someone to accompany me so that I would feel better, even if he was not a human being.
We walked along the path we had just taken. Although the passage was not long, I thought a lot along the way. No matter what Ding Ding did, he was thinking about me. I couldn't blame him. But when I thought of this Yin Banner, I felt very conflicted. I thought I could make friends with him, but now it seems that I can only pretend to disgusted, just like other people he would meet normally.
I thought about it, and I felt a little guilty. It seems that I am not suitable to play the role of a bad guy. If Lin Tian were to handle this, he would definitely be able to do it easily. Although I am stubborn, I am easily soft-hearted and cannot do such a decisive thing.
But when I arrived at that carriage, I didn't find Yin Fan. I saw that his bed was empty and thought he had left for a while for something. But I waited there for a long time and didn't see him come back. I turned around and asked people nearby, only to find out that he had just taken his luggage and left.
I was puzzled. There were no small stations along the way. Even if he was scared, where could he run to?
But in comparison, what surprised me even more was that when I searched along the aisle, there was no trace of the Yin Fan anywhere. It was as if it had never appeared on this train before, as if it had disappeared out of thin air without leaving any trace!
