Chapter 44: No Means of a Good Ending
The eerie voice was not loud, but it was very creepy to listen to, especially on the night of the Ghost Festival, when the ghosts were summoned. Even when it came to my ears, I could still feel a slight chill. Ge Youming felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and his body shivered uncontrollably in an instant.
"who!"
Ge Youming shouted to give himself courage, then turned his head and saw a pale face at his shoulder, and a pair of dark eyes with no visible whites were looking at him.
"ah! "
Suddenly seeing the other person 's ghostly appearance, Ge Youming was startled, screamed, and quickly dodged. But behind him was Yang Junwen, who he had warned not to leave his side for more than three steps. As he stepped back, he bumped into Yang Junwen, and the two fell to the ground together.
Yang Junwen was a little confused. He didn't know why Ge Youming bumped into him. He was about to ask, but when he looked up, he saw Ge Youming's figure. He was so scared that he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound for a long time. This was Yu Jing who appeared in her dream. Although it was slightly different from the one in the dream, it was basically the same. It was just that the appearance was more thrilling, but the fear from the bottom of his heart was the same, and it was much more serious than in the dream. What he had imagined would happen after seeing her, and how he should respond, it didn't matter anymore. He just hoped that the other party would leave immediately, the farther away from him, the better. He had questions in his heart. He didn't want to ask anything now, and he didn't want to listen to the other party's answer.
Although he couldn't speak, Yang Junwen's hands and feet were still able to move. He bent down very swiftly and hid himself behind Ge Youming. Ge Youming told him not to leave the three-step distance in the past few years. Although it seemed that it was not safe to be around Ge Youming, at least there was a barrier and he didn't have to face Yu Jing's ghost directly. A Taoist friend dies, but a poor Taoist dies. Ge Youming is now dressed as a Taoist priest, and Yang Junwen has put his knowledge into practice.
Yu Jing followed Ge Youming again, leaned forward and asked again, "Are you looking for me?"
Yu Jing's voice was not loud, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing in her tone, but Ge Youming didn't sense any joking in it, especially as water kept dripping from Yu Jing's loose hair onto his face. The coolness seeped into Ge Youming's heart along his skin, making him tremble with fear.
After the fear came anger. Ge Youming waved the copper coin sword in his hand towards Yu Jing, driving her away from him. Then he patted the rocky ground and stood up. He held the sword across his body and said sternly with a confident look, "You bold female ghost, how dare you tease me? Let me ask you, are you Yu Jing?"
Yu Jing laughed like a ghost, "You called me out again and again, who do you think I am?"
"Are you really Yu Jing?"
Ge Youming took another look at Yu Jing in the moonlight. She was wearing torn clothes that did not cover her body. The skin outside the clothes was as pale as her face. Her long wet hair was scattered in front of her body, and her exposed facial features were stained with undried blood. She looked eerie and scary no matter how he looked at her. As for whether it was Yu Jing, he had never seen her before, so he could only look back at Yang Junwen to confirm.
"Tan Xuan, why can't I record it again?" The female ghost was clearly not far in front of him, but there was no trace of her in the camera. There were only two big men in the picture, one looking warily at the air, and the other hiding behind in panic. Xiao Di's mood suddenly became bad.
Tan Xuan laughed and said jokingly, "Because it knows what to watch and what not to watch."
"roll!"
The two of them were bickering, while Su Cheng and Yang Yumin in front of them were completely dumbfounded. Although one of them had invited a ghost before and the other had played a ghost before, it was the first time for both of them to see a ghost in person. They were scared and panicked, and dared not look any further but could not move their eyes away. They wanted to cry but did not dare to, for fear of attracting the attention of the female ghost. They stood there with a crying face, their mouths wide open, and dared not move a step, but they regretted it in their hearts.
The female ghost Yu Jing smiled miserably at Ge Youming, "You don't recognize me, but does the person behind you also not recognize me?"
Yu Jing looked past Ge Youming and asked Yang Junwen, who had almost turned into an "ostrich" behind him, "Brother Yang, do you still recognize me? I have seen you many times in your dreams, you should not have forgotten me."
Yang Junwen buried his head deeper and replied tremblingly, "Yes, yes, of course I recognize it."
Yu Jing gathered her wet hair, pretending to be happy, and continued to ask: "Then tell me, am I prettier now or when I was alive?"
Yang Junwen didn't dare to look at Yu Jing, but he was well versed in the ways of the world and answered this question very experiencedly, "They are both beautiful, both are beautiful."
"Why, you don't even look at me? Your answer is too careless." Yu Jing shook her hair unhappily, water droplets were everywhere, and then she shouted: "Look up and look at me."
Yang Junwen didn't expect that flattery would be useless at this time. He didn't dare to face her even in his dreams, and now he couldn't bear to look at her bleeding from all seven orifices. He lowered his head and shook it vigorously, "No, no!"
"Raise your head!" Yu Jing's voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, as if she was annoyed by Yang Junwen's attitude .
"What are you howling for?" Ge Youming, who was caught in the middle, was angry. Ge Youming patted Yang Junwen with the token in his hand and said, "Yang Junwen, get up. You don't have to be afraid of her. I'm here. She can't do anything to you. Aren't we here to find her today? We're here to negotiate. Don't lose morale."
After Yang Junwen stood up again, Ge Youming shouted at Yu Jing again, "Yu Jing, you can't be so presumptuous in front of me. Stop your bluffing. I called you here today to ask you something. Just answer my questions truthfully. After that, I will ask Yang Junwen to burn more paper money and clothes for you. We are separated by yin and yang, so we should keep out of each other's way in the future."
"Are you ordering me?" Yu Jing stared at her dark eyes and asked sternly. Before Ge Youming could answer, she started to curse again:
"You idiot, don't you know what day it is today? Today is the 15th day of the seventh month, the Ghost Festival. The gates of hell are wide open, and it's the day when the dead in the underworld return home. You called me here to answer your questions. Are you crazy?"
Ge Youming's face darkened, and he shook the copper coin sword in his hand. "Yu Jing, please speak properly. Although the gates of hell are wide open today, you only need to answer a few questions. I won't waste much of your time and won't affect your return home. I advise you to cooperate obediently. Let's not waste other people's time."
Yu Jing glanced at the magic weapon in Ge Youming's hand, and her tone did not weaken at all, "It doesn't matter if I cooperate or not. Is this what you call the attitude of keeping out of other people's way? You used a few talismans to detain me, aren't you just trying to use your power to overwhelm others?"
"Humph!" Ge Youming sneered, "Since you already know everything, I won't beat around the bush with you. You'd better be sensible, otherwise it won't benefit anyone if we get into a fight."
Yu Jing also laughed, but her laughter was not as pleasant as Ge Youming's. It was sinister and annoying.
"As expected of Yang Junwen's helper, he was arrogant to me at first, and now the Taoist priest he found is also so rude to me. So I have to ask clearly now, if we have a falling out, what are you going to do to me? I'm already dead, are you going to prevent me from even becoming a ghost?"
As she spoke, Yu Jing shook her hair, and the loose hair covered her cheeks, revealing only her red eyes. Then she raised her arms and stretched out her white hands, as if she was ready to fight if they had a disagreement.
Ge Youming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "You don't know how to appreciate my kindness. Do you have to suffer before you will cooperate?"
Seeing Ge Youming's arrogant look, Tan Xuan couldn't help shaking his head, "Oh my god, he really makes friends according to his personality. Why does he have such an attitude when he's asking for help? Are they used to being so arrogant, or do they think the world revolves around them? They're not going to let it go peacefully. They're really looking for trouble."
"Tan Xuan, you said they are going to take action? Is that female ghost going to be in trouble? It's a good opportunity for me to see how others get rid of ghosts. I guess it must look more cool and handsome than your way of punching and kicking." Xiao Di perked up when she heard Tan Xuan's words. As a spectator, she would not think it was a big deal.
Yang Yumin turned her head aside and ignored their conversation. These two people were too annoying, especially Tan Xuan. She wished she could grind him into ashes. It had been two days and the swelling on her face hadn't gone down. She didn't even dare to take pictures of her face when applying foundation these past two days. Every time she put on makeup it was like being tortured.
Tan Xuan glared at Xiao Di and said, "Just watch your own business and stop talking nonsense."
"Why?" Xiao Di asked dissatisfiedly, curling his lips and asking disdainfully: "I praised others for being better at fighting ghosts than you, and you're still not convinced? Tsk!"
Tan Xuan did not argue with Xiao Di, but just explained casually: "Today is a special day, and there are more than just a few of us watching the fun. Your outspokenness will easily cause trouble."
"You mean..." Xiao Di was shocked. She of course understood what Tan Xuan meant, so she turned around and looked around.
Tan Xuan grabbed Xiao Di and put his hand on her shoulder, preventing her from turning her head too much. He whispered, "Don't move, don't look around, just pretend you didn't see anything and sit still."
"But..." Although Xiao Di only turned his head to glance, his peripheral vision had already caught sight of many shadowy figures on the river bank behind him, and his body couldn't help but shudder.
Tan Xuan twisted Xiao Di's neck, interrupted her, and continued to warn: "There is no but. Normal people can't see those things. Your own aura was affected last time. I don't know why it has not recovered completely for so long, so you can see them. If you don't see the two of them, there will be nothing unusual. Those things don't know that you can see them. As long as you pretend that nothing has happened and don't make a fuss, and don't provoke them, everything will be fine. Today is different from the past. They all came out with permission. If you speak rudely and cause trouble, I can't help you."
Xiao Di grinned, "Do they like to join in the fun so much? Didn't that guy just now say that everyone should go home today? It would be so nice to stay at home..."
"Those who have homes should go home, and those who don't should wander around. There's nothing to be surprised about. You don't need to be afraid of them..."
As Tan Xuan was speaking, Xiao Di suddenly pushed him.
"Hey! Look, they are fighting."
