Now that I think about it, I said these words so seriously and used lip language for fear that the ghost would hear them. I don't know what kind of torture my nerves must have been in. If it were normal times, or when I was under less pressure, I would never have had such thoughts.
This is actually inevitable. We have spent so much time and experienced so many things to reach this point, but we are stuck in this desperate situation with no apparent reason. Not to mention the long road ahead and how to go back, the things in front of us have already blocked our thinking and we can't think of or see many problems.
When I thought about it afterwards, I could actually come up with a lot of ways, such as holding a compass and looking at the changes in the index to walk through the tomb passage. As long as we reversed, the compass needle would definitely move, and so on. But at the time, my mind was completely blank except for a few fixed ideas, so much so that I actually pointed to the possibility of a ghost wall. At that time, I didn't find it funny or absurd at all, and I even felt a little creepy.
Fatty, Shunzi and the others were even worse than me. They were completely affected by my expression. Almost all of them turned pale and swallowed their saliva. Fatty also said in lip language: "Are you sure? I told you earlier... What should we do now?"
My thought at that time was that the logical basis of this tomb passage was not valid, so the reason for this phenomenon must have nothing to do with logic. However, if it was not a dream, other things could not escape the constraints of logic, that is to say, what we see or hear now is probably an illusion. Then it is hard to say what the scene around us is. I think that the only thing that can make four people have illusions at the same time is the power of "evil ghosts". Only "evil ghosts" can ignore logic and trap people to such a point without any flaws.
Here, the evil spirit is actually just a relatively understandable synonym, referring to all the forces that we cannot understand. This kind of force is obviously bound to exist.
But if there really is a "ghost", we will be helpless because we can't see it at all, and naturally we can't deal with it. Even if we scold it or use any other method, it will be useless to them. This becomes the second situation I hate the most. We know that the problem is around us, but we can't deal with it and we don't know where to put our efforts.
At that time, I had a very naive idea, and I didn't know what kind of power this was. If it was unconscious, it would be troublesome because it had no thoughts. Even if we used tricks, it would be useless. We could only find it by force. If it was a wronged ghost, it would be easy. It could think, and we could force it out and force it to make some mistakes.
After they and I considered it over again and again, the fat man insisted that the ghost was most likely one of the mummies in front of us. Maybe someone's soul couldn't let go of the mundane world and was still wandering here. When it saw someone coming to keep it company, it naturally wanted to play a trick on him, but it didn't know which one it was.
The fat man first ruled out Shunzi's father. The father hadn't seen his son for ten years, so he naturally wouldn't joke with his son's life. So the other six bodies were ruled out.
I felt a little ridiculous at this point, but we were desperate and had to try anything. So I walked to the corpses, asked them to kneel down, and then used my useless fingers to break off a few gold ingots and burned them for each of them. I kowtowed as I burned them, saying, "I am Wu Sansheng's nephew. I have something urgent to do with my uncle. Which of you is casting a spell? Please accept the paper money and let us go. We are really in a hurry. How about leaving this fat guy to play with you and letting the others go?"
When Fatty heard this, he was furious. Pan Zi and Shun Zi immediately held him hostage, preventing him from moving. Fatty cursed, "Wu Xie, you despicable villain, I will bite you to death!"
After I finished reading, I looked around. There was no change around me, and the corpse hadn't changed either. Realizing it was useless, I waved my hand and asked them to let go of the fat man. The fat man stared around nervously, and found that there was no change either. He couldn't help but sneer: "You, the ghost uncle is still fair. I don't care about your stinky money."
I said, "Maybe they just don't like you, really."
Shunzi said at this time: "No, we should think about it this way. Look, my father is here. Even if someone is against us, my father will help. Now it's useless. Aren't these people the ones who are doing evil?"
Normally, I would have laughed out loud at such childish words, but now I listened seriously and considered his possibility. After thinking about it, I said, "Maybe your father is gone, or there is more than one evildoer and he can't beat them all. But I also feel that it may not be just the few people here. These people are all adults and have a good relationship with my third uncle. I don't think they would play pranks. Those who do this kind of thing may be little ghosts. The body is not here."
That's what I said, but if it's really what I said, it's difficult to deal with, because we can't see where the ghost is, maybe it's lying on our backs, we don't know, and we can't do anything if we can't see it. Thinking of this, I sighed and asked, "Does anyone have any ideas, even folk remedies, can anyone see ghosts?"
Pan Zi said, "I heard that if you put cow's tears on your eyes, you can see ghosts."
The fat man laughed and said, "Then the task of finding the cow is entrusted to you."
"No, maybe we can see without cow's tears." I suddenly thought of a way. "But it requires the fat man to sacrifice himself."
The fat man suddenly became nervous again, "You want to kill me and let my soul negotiate with the ghost? I won't do that. If you kill me, I will definitely conspire with the ghost and make you suffer even more!"
This guy came up with a new idea. I was furious. "What are you thinking of? I want to use your tomb-grabbing talisman."
"What do you want to do?" The fat man covered his chest and said, "This is the real thing. Can you afford to pay for it if it gets broken?"
"The gold-touching talisman is the most evil-repelling thing in the world. If it were real, how could we end up in such a situation? I just checked it and it's fake." I said, "Give it to me quickly."
"Fake?" The fat man took it off and looked at it carefully: "Are you sure?"
"Of course, this is made of rhino horn. I'm a professional in this business, how could I not know? Look, the talisman of the pangolin is getting darker and darker. Look at your rhino horn, it has started to turn green. I won't lie to you."
"Damn it! Why am I so unlucky!" The fat man was furious: "That devil has fooled me again, no wonder it never works. If I survive this time, I will tear down his shop, otherwise I won't be named Wang."
I took the tomb-grabbing talisman from the fat man and comforted him. He then asked me how I was going to use it? Was it to be pressed on the corpse's forehead?
I said, "There is a legend since ancient times called ' Xi Zhao Tong Ling'. Have you heard of it?"
The fat man asked puzzledly: "Isn't it the Hong Kong movie that was shown a few years ago?"
"That's about it." I nodded. "As long as you burn this thing and use this light, you can see ghosts. Of course, I haven't tried it, so I don't know if it's true."
I felt that I was being ridiculous at the time, but since I had already mentioned the idea, why not take a rhino photo? I was also desperate. Before the fat guy's 5 showed up, my idea was the only feasible one, and I had to try it.
There was a record in the Book of Jin: "Qiao returned to Wuchang and arrived at Niuzhu Reef. The water was unfathomable and people said there were many monsters under it. Qiao then burned rhinoceros horns to illuminate it. After a while, he saw aquatic creatures with strange shapes emerging. That night, someone in his dream said to him, "I bid you farewell in the underworld and we will see each other again!" The general idea is that the ancient Chinese could see gods and monsters by burning rhinoceros horns and using the light from the horns. The ancients' sayings must be of some use.
As I said that, I took out the smokeless stove and put the tomb-grabbing talisman on it to burn. It didn't burn at first, but then a strange smell came out and a strange light flickered in the green flame.
I held up the smokeless stove, raised it high so that it could illuminate as much as possible, and we all turned our heads around to look for anything that hadn't appeared before. I walked around the tomb, but there was nothing, and no one else could see anything either.
"Maybe the ghost is hiding far away." Shunzi said.
"No, according to legend, if it's a ghost wall, the ghost will lie on the person's back."
We looked at each other's backs again, but there was still nothing. The fat man muttered, "Damn it, I told you that legends don't count. I wasted my tomb-grabbing talisman and said it was fake. It's made of rhino horn, but I ended up wasting it and didn't get anything."
Pan Zi let out a sigh of relief: "It seems that this trick is useless. I'm afraid there is no ghost. We are facing the fifth situation, which is a situation where there is no reason to find a solution. There is no clue at all. There is not even a reference. What should we do now? I'm afraid we are really going to be exhausted this time."
I sighed in my heart and was about to speak, but suddenly the fat man made a gesture to silence me, and Pan Zi also made a gesture to stop talking. My eyelids jumped, and I looked up following the fat man's gaze, and saw a black "child" faintly appearing above us, on the top of the tomb.