Chapter 6 Killing the Weasel
"What are you still standing there for?! Hurry up and go!"
Dong Jing was a little angry, and I was so scared that I quickly got up from the ground.
Because Dong Jing was there, I was able to break through the wall of confusion and quickly walked to my cousin's side.
At this time, my cousin was setting up a formation.
I saw him scribbling something on the ground, and the thing standing in the middle was the sail.
My cousin looked nervous and sweat broke out on his forehead.
From his expression, you can tell that he is trying hard to maintain this thing.
I didn't dare disturb him and just stood behind him.
When he finished the rituals, he looked back and saw me: "What are you doing here?"
"Your...your friend Dong Jing is here. She asked me to come down and ask you to go up and help."
My cousin, who has always been nonchalant, suddenly became serious. I was a little confused about what to do, so I started to stutter.
"What's the situation up there now ?" my cousin asked me, still making seals with his hands.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and cheeks to the ground.
I gave him a few details and he nodded in understanding.
"I am setting up a formation now. This formation can prevent the evil spirits from harming you. But the power above is too strong. Even if I stand here, I can't control it for a minute, so I can't leave."
"Here, take a piece of yellow paper from my pocket. On it is a talisman drawn with cinnabar. Put it in your pocket. If something really happens, you can burn it and take Dong Jing away. This way you can save your life."
I followed my cousin's instructions and took out a Taoist talisman from his pocket.
When he was teaching me what to do, he didn't mention how to save him.
This took me by surprise.
Although his skills are not shallow, at least in my opinion.
But looking at his current expression, his hands are shaking even though he is making seals, it seems that this matter is really difficult to resolve.
If something really happened and I took Dongjing away, I would no longer be a human being.
But my cousin didn't let me ask any more questions. He just pointed his chin at the stairs to the first floor and motioned me to go up quickly.
"I am performing a ritual down there. I don't know how long I can hold out. You guys hurry up and finish the work up there and leave. Remember my words. Don't look back when you leave. Don't respond to anything you hear. Especially if someone calls your name, don't respond. The danger will be over when daybreak comes. Hurry up and don't waste time."
I stared at my cousin's serious profile and found him actually quite handsome.
I shook my head to keep myself awake. I must not have any distracting thoughts in my mind now, otherwise if I get distracted, several of us might die here.
Judging from what my cousin just said, it is obvious that he is placing all his hopes on Dong Jing and me.
I said I would not do this vote last night, but the prerequisite is that I have to finish it!
Before leaving, I saw a bottle of Erguotou on the table.
I also put the Erguotou in my pocket, at least I could use it to calm myself when I was scared or cold.
Back on the first floor, Dong Jing was meditating on the side.
Strangely enough, when she was meditating, the weasel stopped making trouble.
I was a little curious, but didn't dare to ask more.
"How's it going? Did you find your uncle?"
Dong Jing's voice suddenly appeared in my ears, but I looked seriously at the person who was still meditating. Her eyes were closed and she didn't even open her mouth.
Magical power?!
I can’t believe it!
This seemingly weak girl actually knows all these!
It seems like she can really help us.
Suddenly, she stood up suddenly.
The weasel lying next to her jumped in fright, but because it was too frightened, it didn't have time to escape.
I was quick-witted and pulled out a multi-purpose military knife from my waist and swung it towards the weasel's body.
It fell to the ground, squeaking and screaming, its whole body twitching and blood gushing out.
I didn't expect that my knife skills were so accurate that I stabbed it in the vital point at once.
"what are you doing?!"
Dong Jing looked at me anxiously with a horrified look on her face.
I was frightened by her and didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Do you know that weasels hold grudges? Now that you've injured it, you either have to kill it or you're dead!"
I frowned, not understanding why. I had heard of weasels holding grudges in the village before, but why was Dong Jing so fierce? It was just killing an animal, and it was going to be killed anyway. There was no point in keeping it.
"Then just kill it." I shrugged indifferently.
Dong Jing suddenly sneered: "Do you think it's that simple? It has a tribe. What if its tribe finds out that we did it? Wouldn't that just cause trouble?!"
After listening to Dong Jing's words, I suddenly realized.
I started to panic and didn't know what to do.
But I would never ask it no matter what.
I walked to the side of the weasel, pulled out my all-purpose military knife, and stabbed it again.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
It screamed in pain, its body twisted continuously, and it died after a while.
Now that things have come to this, there is no need for me to keep it.
After the weasel died of cold, the coldness of the house became even more severe.
I couldn't help but shiver and looked around.
But there was nothing here except the corpse of the weasel.
I felt creepy and always felt like something was watching us.
"Don't worry about those things, just let it go quickly." Dong Jing reached out and pinched me.
She pinched it off with her fingernails, and even though my skin wasn't tender, I still felt it very painful.
The pain made me sober up a little, and then I remembered that I didn’t know how to perform salvation at all.
What should I do? !
Seeing my expression, Dong Jing seemed to understand something. She watched coldly, crossed her arms over her chest and asked me, "You don't know how to pray for the souls of the dead, do you?"
Her mocking look made me lose face.
But I just can’t do it, and I can’t pretend to do this.
"Then will you suppress the negative energy in it?" Dong Jing asked again.
I might know a little about this.
After all, my grandmother pretended to be dead and I remember clearly what my cousin did.
"Maybe a little?"
As I said that, I took out the yellow paper from my pocket.
After knowing that I had to re-enter the house, I stole some from my cousin's bag and put them in my arms.
These yellow papers are not ordinary ones, but Taoist talismans that my cousin has already painted on them with cinnabar.
If I remember correctly, white wine should be able to ward off evil spirits, and I just happen to have a bottle of Erguotou.
I held the wine in my mouth, raised the yellow paper in the direction of the weasel, and sprayed it towards the talisman. In an instant, the talisman was ignited and flames shot out.
But suddenly I heard the crying of children.
Oops!
It's those filthy things that have torn off the candy wrappers!
