Chapter 33: The Art of Yayasi
Nightfall.
The huge Huang Mansion was now empty.
Li Daoxuan sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, with his sword across his knees, an oil-paper umbrella beside him, and he looked quietly at the night sky.
After an unknown amount of time, he took off the Three Realms Gourd from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and took a sip.
What he drank was naturally not the pond water collected from Longshou Mountain, but the fine fruit wine bought by Mr. Huang. This was the only thing that could satisfy his appetite now.
"Sister Yu, do you think that ghost dares to attack me tonight?"
Li Daoxuan said suddenly.
The oil-paper umbrella leaned quietly beside him, motionless.
"It seems she doesn't dare. In that case, I might as well create an opportunity for her!"
After saying that, Li Daoxuan took a sip of the wine, then stood up and left the pavilion, walked into the room where the old Taoist priest had lived before, and lay down on the bed casually without caring that someone had died here.
He covered himself with the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.
Time passed by little by little, and in the blink of an eye it was midnight, when the yin energy was at its heaviest.
Li Daoxuan suddenly sat up with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The ghost seemed to be really scared and had not appeared until now.
"Haha, don't call me a ghost anymore, just call me a coward."
Li Daoxuan mocked loudly, but there was silence all around.
Seeing that taunting was useless, Li Daoxuan thought about going to the eldest lady's bedroom to take another look. He always felt that the other party was hiding some very important information.
It was still the house smeared with black dog blood and chicken blood.
When I opened the door, the smell inside was much better. Mr. Huang had the servants clean the place today, and it was much cleaner.
Li Daoxuan looked and suddenly found a problem.
There seems to be no mirror in this room?
This used to be the eldest lady's room. It was fully furnished with rouge, powder, silks and satins, but there was no bronze mirror.
Mr. Huang values the first lady very much. Would he be reluctant to buy her a bronze mirror?
So it is very likely that it was the eldest lady herself who requested to have the bronze mirror moved away.
Why is she so afraid of looking in the mirror?
Li Daoxuan's gaze finally stopped under the bed where the eldest lady had been hiding during the day.
He squatted down, crawled under the bed, and used his magic eyes to stare carefully at every corner.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a wall where there were some gaps and it did not fit in .
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand and easily removed the bricks and stones, revealing the secret cave inside.
The space was not big, with only a black sandalwood box placed inside, which was locked with an iron lock. What was even more strange was that the box was tightly wrapped with an ink line. Li Daoxuan sniffed it and it seemed to smell like black dog blood.
The ink fountain and ink string are also often used by Taoist priests in exorcising demons, and they are very effective against ghosts and zombies.
There is indeed a problem!
Li Daoxuan did not hesitate. He drew out the Yuchang sword from his waist and easily cut off the ink line. Then he cut the iron chain with another sword.
When I opened the box, a musty smell hit me.
When he saw what was inside, Li Daoxuan was surprised. It was a doll, which looked like a woman, and was covered with silver needles.
The art of warding off evil!
Li Daoxuan heard from his master that the art of Yan Sheng is a type of witchcraft that appeared during the Qin and Han dynasties. This magic is very insidious, and it uses the opponent's personal belongings to cast a curse, which is hard to guard against.
When he peeled open the doll's inside , Li Daoxuan saw a lot of dry hair and a piece of yellow paper with his birth date written on it.
Suddenly Li Daoxuan felt his neck itchy, as if some hair had fallen on his neck.
"Sister Yu, stop making trouble—"
Li Daoxuan's voice stopped abruptly, a chill surged into his heart, and in an instant, goose bumps appeared all over his body.
How could Sister Yu take the initiative to come to him?
He turned his head stiffly, and even with Li Daoxuan's courage, he almost had a cardiac arrest.
A head was hanging under the bed, with long hair scattered, as if lying on the bed looking down, and the pair of bloodshot pupils were staring straight at Li Daoxuan.
That female ghost appeared again!
Li Daoxuan's heart was beating like a drum. Just as he was about to speak, the female ghost's long hair suddenly grew longer and rolled towards the puppet in Li Daoxuan's hand.
clang!
A cold light flashed, and the sword roared like a dragon.
The long hair was cut off in an instant and turned into smoke and dissipated. Li Daoxuan used the Yuchang sword to directly cut off the wooden bed and jumped out.
Seeing Li Daoxuan holding a sword, the female ghost looked deeply at the puppet in his hand, and then turned around and ran away.
Obviously, her experience during the day made her afraid of Li Daoxuan, and the reason she appeared just now was because of that puppet.
"Want to run?"
Li Daoxuan grabbed the oil-paper umbrella beside the wall, used the art of shrinking the earth, and chased after the other party.
After a while, he chased into a room.
This place is remote and dilapidated, with cobwebs and dust everywhere, and it seems that no one has lived here for a long time.
After the female ghost entered the room, she disappeared.
Li Daoxuan walked around and finally his eyes stopped in front of a bronze mirror. The mirror was covered with a layer of yellow cloth and was covered with dust.
Li Daoxuan put down the oil-paper umbrella, then lifted the yellow cloth with both hands, revealing the relatively clean mirror surface inside.
He looked into the bronze mirror, and in the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see a figure doing the same movements as him.
Li Daoxuan raised his left hand, and the person in the mirror also raised his left hand. He raised his right hand, and the person inside also raised his right hand.
Looks perfectly normal.
But Li Daoxuan showed a hint of sneer and said, "Haha, you are so stupid. I raised my left hand, and you should raise your right hand."
After saying that, he suddenly drew out the Yuchang sword and stabbed at the bronze mirror!
At this moment, Li Daoxuan finally understood why there was no bronze mirror in the eldest lady's room, and also understood how this ghost avoided his Five Thunder Talisman.
This is a very rare evil spirit that can travel through the space in the mirror!
Master once said that this is called a mirror ghost and is very difficult to deal with. They are born with the ability to escape into a mirror and can avoid many spells, including the Five Thunder Talisman.
Li Daoxuan's sword stopped at the moment it was about to pierce the mirror, because two pale hands reached out from the mirror and grabbed his wrist.
In order to lure the female ghost out, he deliberately did not use the amulet, so now it was difficult for her to break free.
Then Li Daoxuan felt a huge force coming, pulling him in, and his whole body was immersed in the mirror.
The mirror surface rippled slightly like water waves, and then returned to calm.
A figure appeared in front of the mirror. It was the female ghost in white clothes with long hair. In the mirror, there was a man who kept knocking...
The female ghost looked at the mirror coldly.
However, she did not notice that a green oil-paper umbrella was quietly opened at some point, and the blood-red wedding dress fluttered behind her, also staring at her.
However, the bronze mirror could not reflect any image of the wedding dress.
An alarming yin energy emerged, and it seemed that even the moonlight in the sky dimmed a little. It seemed that between heaven and earth, only the three thousand flying black hairs and the gorgeous wedding dress dripping with blood were left.
This horrible evil spirit frightened the female ghost. She did not dare to turn around and rushed directly towards the mirror.
However, strands of black hair entangled her body, and she couldn't even scream, because Chen Ziyu's hair had already reached into her throat, pierced into her eyes, and drilled into her ears...
