Chapter 79
Ding Ding looked at me for a long time without saying anything, with some doubt in his eyes, but in the end, he told me very confidently that this was impossible, my father had been dead for many years, and I had indeed seen his soul come back ! Either you are dazzled, or...
I saw him suddenly stop talking, and I felt anxious, so I asked him what to do next?
Ding Ding rolled his eyes, as if he was not sure even himself, and said, "Or maybe there is someone who looks exactly like my dad!"
At this moment, I felt that if Ding Ding said there was an identical ghost, I would definitely believe it immediately, but if he said it was a person, I really don’t think it’s reliable. Even if they are twins, it doesn’t mean that if you are lame, I will be lame too.
I don't know when I started to prefer believing in ghosts to believing in people. Anyway, now when I encounter something I can't understand, my brain automatically classifies it as ghosts and gods, and my previous values have been almost destroyed.
I thought about it and asked Ding Ding, I think it’s useless for us to guess about this matter here, we should at least ask your mother.
When Ding Ding heard me mention Mrs. Jiu, he suddenly cried out, "Oh my mother, I don't know where she has gone now! My house was burned down, it's terrible, nothing was left for me!"
I patted him and said in a comforting manner, I already knew about this, but I originally thought that you might know about Mrs. Jiu's whereabouts.
Tintin scratched his head, suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said, "That's right, I have a clue, but I can't let too many people know."
I frowned and cursed, "What are you two doing, mother and daughter? What are you doing here?"
Ding Ding smiled, reached out and touched my head like he was touching a dog, and said, "Don't be anxious, just listen to me slowly."
I was so angry. I felt a headache every time I talked too much with Ding Ding. This kid never said what he wanted to say directly. He always talked for a while and then stopped for a while.
Ding Ding said that in fact, at that funeral, when he found out about the relationship between his mother and my mother, he really wanted to ignore everything and immediately go home to ask Mrs. Jiu for clarification. But his problem has not been completely solved, so he can't leave for the time being.
But something happened after the funeral. When I was carried out of the house by hundreds of ghosts, Tintin was actually in the house the whole time. He stood in the attic and watched everything that happened outside through the small window.
I asked him, since you were there and saw my reaction, why did you hide and not come out?
He waved his hands helplessly and said, "My mother had arranged what everyone should do and where everyone should be. No one could act rashly." Ding Ding wanted to speak, but he didn't dare. He could only watch everything that happened in the yard in silence.
My mother warned him that after we left, no matter what happened, he must not come down from the attic and must not make any noise until the funeral procession returned.
Tintin was very obedient at the time, but he was also very bored and almost couldn't help it. He could only look at the straw man hanging on the tree to kill time.
But not long after, he suddenly heard a series of bell sounds coming from outside the house. It sounded very powerful and even more terrifying than the screams of the human-faced tree. Ding Ding was startled and quickly plugged his ears with the yellow talisman. Although it barely blocked the confusing sound of the bell, the sound seemed to penetrate everywhere and went straight into his mind, ringing randomly and was very annoying.
Ding Ding couldn't stand it anymore. If it was normal, he would have rushed out directly, but he knew that the situation was different today. No matter what happened, he had to endure it and not step out of the attic.
The sound of the bell came closer and closer, and suddenly stopped outside the door. Tintin looked outside the wall and saw thick fog all around. It seemed that except for the old house, everything was swallowed up by the fog and nothing could be seen clearly.
He withdrew his gaze and suddenly found that the green snake hanging on the human-faced tree suddenly moved, curled up its body, and seemed to be attracted by the sound of the bell outside the house, and slowly began to move towards the door.
As soon as it raised its head, the red lines surrounding the human-faced tree and the green ghost lights on them suddenly went out. In just the blink of an eye, the red lines that were originally slightly broken were all reduced to ashes.
Tintin was stunned. Before he could come to his senses, the tree seemed to have lost control. Countless branches began to dance and immediately grabbed the straw man entangled by the green snake. They grabbed them and stuffed them into the mouth in the middle of the tree trunk.
But almost at the same time, the sound of the bell outside the house became rapid and sharp. Previously, it sounded every few seconds, but now the sound almost never stopped.
Tintin was afraid of something happening, so he quickly covered his ears with his hands, trying to block out the sound. The green snake entangled in the branches seemed to be bewitched by the sound, and it struggled more and more fiercely, trying hard to get out of the door.
But if you look at the green snake alone, it really takes several people working together to subdue it. But compared with the human-faced tree, those branches that are as messy as shadows are too numerous to count, so it is no match.
I have suffered from the human-faced tree before, so when I heard Tintin say this, I felt a little sympathy for the green snake. As soon as I expressed my thoughts, Tintin immediately despised me. He said that your mother had arranged it. The green snake must be eaten by the human-faced tree without leaving any traces. Only in this way can it be considered as dying for me and not causing other troubles. In short, it must completely disappear from this world, so as to confuse the people outside the door.
When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment. When I first mentioned the sound of the bell, I thought that there was a funeral procession outside the house. The green snake might have thought that the snake bone lady had returned, so it remembered to go out to look for her. But there was someone else who appeared?
Ding Ding said that he thought so at the beginning. Although my mother had told him, he didn't know what would happen specifically, so he basically thought about it in the best way.
But what happened next completely scared him!
The human-faced tree seemed to sense the resistance of the green snake, and stretched out a branch to hit it outside the door. Tintin described to me that the guy was probably crazy about eating souls, and anyone would dare to attack him.
As he saw the branch rushing over, he thought that if it were him, his body would probably be stabbed like a kebab. He was worried about the person outside the door, but when the branch just reached the door, it suddenly shook, as if it was also frightened!
Immediately afterwards, Tintin saw a skeleton coming through the gate. Below the skeleton was a human leg bone wrapped in some trivial white cloth. The thing raised slightly and hit the branch of the human-faced tree. The movement was very slight, but it felt like someone fired a cannon in front of you. With a "bang", Tintin's ears hurt. Tintin suddenly had tinnitus, and at that moment, he could hardly hear anything.
When Tintin looked again, he found that the branch of the human-faced tree had been completely shattered into pieces, turning into wood chips that were scattered by the wind.
I was shocked. Seeing what Tintin said, that thing could penetrate through the door, so it should be a ghost. The human-faced tree itself is specially designed to restrain ghosts. Although there are a few times when it is trapped and cannot be used, it should be able to defeat any opponent when it explodes.
Even Xie Ning, although it might be a plan with Lu Yao, she only dared to stay outside the door and didn't dare to go into the house. When I thought of this, I couldn't help but interrupt and ask if the human-faced tree would have no effect on the painted skin.
Ding Ding was about to get excited, but when I asked him this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry. He stared at me with his big eyes and said, "Tan Xi, where is your character! Don't interrupt me when I say so! The human-faced tree is used to absorb souls. How can something like the Painted Skin, which is only a skeleton left, be useful to her!"
When I heard this, my doubts increased instead of decreasing. I had originally hoped that the Lu Yao who entered the room with me was the real Lu Yao, because the human-faced tree had no reaction to her. But now it seems that this cannot determine when Lu Yao was replaced.
Tintin straightened his expression, probably thinking that I was not a good listener, and turned to face the hanged ghost and continued talking. The hanged ghost was also fascinated by what he said. He had previously treated me like an enemy, but now he had forgotten all about it and just sat aside with a look of anticipation on his face.
I quickly closed my mouth and listened to Ding Ding carefully.
In short, the human-faced tree attacked and found that it was no match for the green snake, so it quickly retreated. However, it did not want to give up the prey it had just caught, and began to fight the green snake with all its strength. As the saying goes, no matter how strong the snake was, it could not be stronger than the human-faced tree. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and finally the human-faced tree swallowed the green snake.
But Tintin's attention was no longer on the tree and the snake. His eyes were constantly on the gate, all his attention focused on the skull and leg bones that had not yet retracted, as if he wanted to see clearly whether there were any cracks on the bones.
I imagined in my mind what he described, and wondered if the thing reaching in was another painted skin.
Tintin kept us in suspense here. He took off his shoes and stood on my bed, looking down at me and the hanged man with a mysterious look on his face. He said, "Guess what that thing is?"
The hanged ghost cooperated very well and started to dance and gesture. Tintin smiled and said he guessed wrong!
The hanged man was very disappointed and his expression became depressed again.
When I saw them like this, I cursed in my heart, damn it! Tintin actually guessed what the hanged man was gesturing. In my eyes, this is just like an animal barking at you and you happily talk to it. You two are not from the same dimension as me!
Tintin was still very happy, but as soon as he smiled, his expression immediately became serious and solemn, and he said, "That thing is called a mourning stick!"
I thought there would be some shocking news, but after hearing these three words, I felt very disappointed. Isn't this the same thing that filial sons hold during funerals, except that the shape is a little weird.
Tintin spat and said, "You're talking nonsense. Take one and fight it with the human-faced tree to see who is stronger."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "This is a weapon! The person holding it is the ghost messenger Wuchang!"
