Chapter 44: The Magic Lamp
After Luo Hao's corpse fell to the ground, the buttons on his chest burst open, revealing the pale flesh, painted with the terrifying face of the baby spirit. Several paintbrushes were stuck in the eyeballs, nostrils and mouth, up to the handle. The dried blood on his belly made this miserable scene even more terrifying!
I took a look and felt terrified . I thought to myself, this little brat is too cruel. It's fine if you want to harm Xiao Jing, but why did you kill these two innocent studio owners? Thinking of this, a nameless anger rose in my heart. I reached out and took the canvas off the easel and crumpled it into a ball. If there is no talisman like Samadhi True Fire, then try burning it with ordinary talisman fire. Just as I took out a talisman to chant the spell to burn the fire, the door of the house was suddenly slammed open by someone.
Lin Yuxi was surprised and took out her phone to shine at the door, and found that it was Xiao Pang who broke into the door. I don't know where this guy ran to just now, and now he suddenly appeared again, which makes me feel something is wrong. Lin Yuxi shouted happily: "Xiao Pang, where did you go just now? Are you okay?"
Xiao Pang stood at the door, his face expressionless, shaking his head mechanically. I was shocked, there was a black air between his eyebrows, and he became stupid again, it seemed that he had been tricked!
I immediately realized what was going on. There was a kid outside the door. With Xiao Pang's ability, there was no way he could get in. He was probably possessed by the kid outside the door. I thought that although the infant spirits were cunning, they were still children after all. When they died, they had no idea what it meant to be cunning. Their so-called cunningness was 70% naive.
I didn't expose his possessed state at the moment, I nodded and said, "It's good that you're alright, go to the kitchen across the street and get some sesame oil, this stuff can be used to deal with infant spirits. Don't use soybean oil, it won't be very effective."
Xiaopang responded stupidly, turned around and walked out of the house, like a robot, without any human vitality. Lin Yuxi rolled her eyes and whispered to me: "Xiaopang looks weird, don't you think there's something wrong?"
I raised my voice deliberately towards the door and said, "That's the way this kid is. When he's happy, he's like a madman, and when he's quiet, he's like a log. Don't pay any attention to him."
Lin Yuxi was not stupid. She saw that I was not sincere. She leaned on my shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, is he possessed by evil spirits?"
"What are you thinking? The baby spirit is now sealed in the canvas. How could he be possessed?" I still spoke loudly, holding the crumpled canvas and walked out of the room. Lin Yuxi dared not leave herself in there, and hurriedly followed. I saw Xiaopang rummaging through the boxes in the opposite room, and there was a crackling sound of things being turned over and smashed. I took the opportunity to open the iron door and carried the lifting cylinder, wooden boards, oil lamps and other things into the studio.
At this time, the canvas in his hand began to tremble, and the little bastard wanted to get out. But the talisman was still attached to the canvas, and he was injured again, so he could never get out. Just as he put the things on the ground, Xiaopang staggered over from the opposite side, holding a bucket of soybean oil in his hand and said , "I couldn't find sesame oil, so I found soybean oil." When he spoke, his face had no expression at all, almost like a zombie, and his voice was sharp and thin, very different from usual.
I sneered in my heart. The little guy definitely couldn't tell the difference between soybean oil and sesame oil, which meant that he was using Xiaopang's thinking to identify them. He thought that by finding soybean oil, the ritual could not be performed, and he could take the opportunity to kill me, but you are too naive, no matter what kind of oil it is, I will take it.
"Didn't I tell you that soybean oil is useless? You can't use it even if you get it. But since you got it, let's try it." I pretended to complain to him and took the soybean oil in my hand. I opened the lid, poured a little on the oil lamp, and immersed the seven wicks in it.
When pouring the oil, I put the canvas ball on the ground, and now it rolled to Xiao Pang. The boy bent down to pick it up. I was shocked. Just as I rushed over to take it back, he had already torn the canvas into pieces with a few squeaks, and even the yellow talisman was torn into pieces. A black gas came out of it, circled around the room several times, and finally stopped in front of the window. This is good. The two little guys have formed a situation of blocking us from the front and back. Even if we want to jump out of the window to commit suicide, we won't have this opportunity.
"Xiaopang, are you crazy? That...that is..." Lin Yuxi was so shocked that she couldn't speak clearly.
I saw that things had come to this point, and it was useless to say anything. Fortunately, the things needed for the ritual were all ready, so we could start. But the two little guys would definitely not let me do it smoothly, so I rolled my eyes and thought of a plan. I said to Lin Yuxi: "Don't scold him. In fact, even if he doesn't tear it apart, the baby spirit will run out. The ritual we are going to do now is not strictly called a ritual, it is just a fun game. If we make the baby spirit happy, maybe it will let us go."
Lin Yuxi didn't realize that I was cheating, and was so angry that she was fuming, and cursed: "You are such a bastard, you made me spend the whole afternoon looking for these things, and you just wanted to play games? If I had known this, I would have invited a few more Yin and Yang masters to come over and work together, and it wouldn't have come to this."
I hurriedly winked at her secretly, and the girl immediately understood what I was saying. I sighed and said, "Infant spirits cannot be dealt with. These things are prepared just to please them. This game is fun. People stand on it and turn in circles, and the oil lamp turns around with it. It's very interesting. Try it, I guarantee you will have fun." I winked at her while speaking, and then held the wooden board placed on the lifting cylinder.
Lin Yuxi frowned, not knowing what I was up to. But at this point, she had no choice but to listen to me. So she cooperated with me and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. It doesn't matter if I'm happy or not, as long as the baby spirit is happy." Then she held my shoulders and stepped carefully onto the wooden board.
Because the opening of the lifting tube was too small, the wooden board was placed on it like a seesaw. Lin Yuxi stood on it with her legs apart. At first, she was swaying from side to side and couldn't stand steadily. Maybe they heard that there was a game to play, so the two cubs were quiet. I made full use of their childhood nature. Lin Yuxi adapted for a long time and finally stood firmly on the wooden board. I let go of my hand and took out three incense sticks.
Now I didn't dare to chant spells or burn talismans, so as not to irritate the two little guys. I asked Xiaopang for a lighter. I lit the wick in the oil lamp first, and then lit the three incense sticks in my hand.
The oil lamp was between Lin Yuxi's legs. After it was lit, seven flames burned, which made her a little scared: "I said, little hooligan, will it burn my pants?"
"As long as you stand still, you won't get burned." I said, holding three incense sticks upright in front of my chest, with the incense heads facing outwards towards the oil lamp. I rolled my eyes left and right to look at the motionless little fat man and the black air at the window, feeling a little nervous. If the ritual fails, the little bastard will be the first to kill Lin Yuxi.
"The magic lamp, one lamp, two lamps, three lamps, climb the mountains and cross the ridges to light the lamps, light the bright lights, and see the staggering. The left tells you to turn left, the right tells you to turn right, if you still don't turn, nine oxen will pull you, and the iron cart will turn you!" This kind of spell is like a nursery rhyme, without any words to drive away ghosts, and it sounds very interesting. Xiaopang's eyes finally widened, and it seemed that the kid on him showed great interest.
The mantra should be recited seven times, and each time you turn left or right, the three incense sticks should rotate left and right. When I finished reciting the mantra for the last time, the three incense sticks suddenly sank, and I knew that the ritual was successful, and it all depended on my luck.
