Chapter 1916: Reminisce_2 Chapter 1916: Reminisce_2 “Auntie Wu!”
This time, his stern shout and his slaps caused Auntie Wu's chubby body, which had fallen into a hysterical state, to jump up like a spring. She swung her hand with all her might, closed her eyes, and shouted, ”
“Don't touch me!”
Her teeth were chattering, and her face was a mixture of green and yellow. Her eyes were tightly closed, and the loose fat on her face was still trembling.
Auntie Wu's arm hit song Changqing's forearms. After she hit something, she trembled and took a long time to react.
“Eh?”
She pinched it twice.
“Warm? Not a ghost?” After saying this, she tried to open her eyes a little and heard song Changqing pull his arm back from her palm.
“It's improper for a man and a woman to teach each other, Auntie Wu.”
“You little brat …” Auntie Wu spat at him when he interrupted her.
She did not see the terrifying scene that she had imagined, and her expression was much better. Before she could finish her words, she seemed to have realized something and straightened her body.
“Hey, I'm done.”
She twisted her shoulders and then her neck.
“I'm fine now.”
When she walked earlier, not only did she have a Hunchback, but her body was also heavy and cold. She often felt breathless, as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling her neck.
They couldn't sleep well at night and couldn't get up during the day, but in this short time, they were all much better.
“Daoist priest song, thank you so much for saving me just now. You're really a godly man!”
Aunt Wu immediately recalled the strange scream she had made earlier, then she thought of Daoist priest song's scolding and the talisman he had used.
Although she did not raise her head because she was under the control of the ghost and did not see the scene of Daoist priest song's talisman killing the Onibaba, it did not prevent her from understanding the fact that Daoist priest song had saved her life.
Before that, aunt Wu had married into the village and had been dealing with the Taoist temple on yunhu mountain for many years. They were familiar with each other.
However, she had never thought that Daoist priest song would be so capable. At that moment, she wished she could kneel down and kowtow to him to thank him for saving her life.
“What … What happened to me just now?”
“You've provoked a dirty thing. My master has already 'sent' her away.”
Song Changqing said smugly. Then, he turned to look at the thing in his palm and said in disgust, ”
“What is this?”
There was some dark brown, half-dried mucus left on his palm, which was very eye-catching.
Song Changqing could not help but put his palm to his nose and sniffed it. Suddenly, he felt terrible.
“So stinky!”
The stench was like frozen and rotten blood. After being nourished by the ghostly Qi, it gave off an uncomfortable, cold, and pungent stench. It was hard to bear, as it was mixed with the resentment of the dead and the malicious ghosts.
“It was left behind by the malicious ghost on Auntie Wu's body!”
He remembered that he had reached out to Pat Auntie Wu's shoulder in order to wake her up. Now that he looked at her, he saw that there was still some sticky brown paste on Auntie Wu's shoulder and head. There were a few drops hanging between her hair and were about to drip.
Song Changqing's words scared aunt Wu, who had finally calmed down. She quickly reached out to touch her shoulder and hair. As expected, she felt something sticky.
The tips of her fingers were dyed dark brown. She sniffed it and immediately retched violently.
“Blargh …”
This smell was a little like a rotten corpse, mixed with a strange smell, like the smell of preservatives applied on the dead.
The mucus between her fingers and palms was like a half-dried paste. When it touched, a chill rushed straight into the blood vessels, carrying dense malice and resentment.
It was strange that she didn't smell it at all before song Changqing reminded her.
However, after the reminder, she felt that the stench lingered around her nose, making her unable to bear it for a moment.
Auntie Wu didn't have time to thank him. She immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, shoulders, and even her hair. However, no matter how hard she wiped, the stench lingered in her nose and she couldn't get it off.
At the thought of song Changqing saying that this thing was left behind by a malicious ghost, she shivered as she wiped it, and was so scared that she was about to foam at the mouth.
Daoist priest song glared at his eldest disciple as he took out a yellow talisman from the green cloth pocket hanging on his waist.
Chapter end
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