At this point, I smiled at Pangdun, then squatted down and picked up a palm-sized grass doll from where the puppet disappeared. "This is the real body of the puppet."
Pangdun took the grass man in surprise. "You mean that old man was actually this thing?"
"Yes," I nodded. "As long as the puppet technique is applied to this grass man, and the ghost puppet technique is used, it can be successfully completed. However, although it sounds simple, in reality, puppet making is quite difficult."
Listening to what I said, Pangdun looked thoughtful as he held the grass man in his hand. "Taoism is really magical. It would be great if we could make a beautiful woman."
"Oh my god," I almost sprayed blood. "What are you thinking about all day? Making a beautiful woman?"
"Uh," Pangdun said dreamily, "I'm not asking for much, just someone like Long Lanxiang."
I was speechless, so I snatched the grass man and continued, "Making a puppet is not that easy. Even the grass used is not ordinary. For example, if you want to make someone a puppet, you have to go to that person's grave and get this kind of graveyard grass, and you also have to capture that person's soul, you know."
Saying that, I looked around. At this moment, although it was just getting dark, there were not many people at the school gate, and it was very quiet. This was because it was almost time for the evening self-study.
Seeing no one around, I no longer hesitated and directly took out a stack of paper money and handed it to Pangdun. "Burn the paper money."
Before Pangdun could react, I took out a soul-searching charm and chanted a spell: "Money floats, soul comes, walk two steps, gold is full."
This was a soul-searching spell. The method I just mentioned to Pangdun about finding Nie Wei's residence through the puppet was using this soul-searching spell. Because after all, puppets are not as sturdy as real bodies, so their resentment will also emanate from their bodies.
Through this resentment, we could find the puppet's residence all the way.
However, this kind of resentment might not be very strong at times, so even I might not be able to clearly feel it, so I needed the help of the soul-seeking.
As soon as the spell was cast, an eerie wind immediately swept around us. Having been fooled last time, Pangdun quickly hid behind me after burning the paper money, and watched the burning paper money, saying, "Duanmu, so this was the method you were talking about earlier? You're calling ghosts again."
I glared at Pangdun. "What's wrong with this method? As long as it achieves the goal."
"Well, well, but last time the ghost scared the hell out of me. I still haven't recovered from it, and now you're calling ghosts again, be careful of being haunted by ghosts."
"It's none of my business." I turned my head in frustration and began to look at the burning paper money.
The gloomy wind blew, and some of the paper money was directly swept up. In the midst of the smoky mist, a little white-haired girl appeared next to the burning pile of paper. The girl looked about two or three years old, emerged from the darkness, covered in blood, stumbled, and walked step by step towards the burning paper pile, then reached in and grabbed the burning paper.
"Duanmu." At this moment, Pangdun grabbed my clothes. "Damn, this little ghost is so terrifying."
Hearing Pangdun's words, I was also slightly surprised. Because this little girl was indeed different from all the ghosts I had ever seen. The little girl had a very strong resentment, but her soul was very weak, giving the feeling that it could disperse at any moment.
"What a strange little ghost," I couldn't help but say.
"Yeah, I told you, don't call ghosts indiscriminately. You'll attract some particularly terrifying ghosts. Do you believe it now?" Pangdun grabbed my clothes and hid behind me.
I pushed Pangdun helplessly and said, "What are you afraid of?"
Saying that, I turned to look at the little girl, then whispered, "Little sister, do you know that I'm using a soul-searching spell? After the spell is cast, the wandering ghosts will do work for money, and if you take the money, you have to do something for me, okay?"
The young girl originally continued to reach into the pile of paper money. Upon hearing my words, she slowly turned her head. Her face was surprisingly cute and pleasant, but covered in blood, and her eyes were also filled with blood.
I had a bad feeling and quickly reached into my bag to grab my dog-hair whip. But at that moment, the little girl turned her head again without a sound and continued to reach into the fire.
"Phew." I couldn't help but sigh, this little ghost was indeed extremely terrifying. When she stared at me, even I felt a slight palpitation. However, she seemed to have no malicious intent.
Thinking this, I handed the straw man to Pang Dun, saying, "Go and throw this into the fire."
"What?" After hearing this, Pang Dun was dumbfounded and pointed at himself, saying, "Are you kidding me? Me?"
I grabbed Pang Dun's arm and dragged him out, saying, "Stop dawdling and get on with it. This is an opportunity for you, to toughen up your courage."
With that, I kicked Pang Dun's butt, and he cursed before reluctantly walking out, "Duanmu, you always know how to trick me. One of these days, when I beat you, watch me get even with you."
Although scared, Pang Dun slowly approached the little girl, shivering as he threw the straw man into the fire, then screamed and ran behind me to hide.
"Look at you, showing such little courage, even though you've seen so many ghosts and monsters with me." Seeing Pang Dun like this, I couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
Ignoring him, I turned to look at the burning paper money pile. At that moment, as the straw man was thrown into the fire, it suddenly burst into flames. And as the straw man burned, it began to release sparkles, drifting into the air like fireflies.
These were the souls of the spirits confined within the straw man.
"Little sister." At this moment, I said to the little girl, "The task I want you to do is to find out where the dead spirit in the straw man came from. Take as much paper money as you want, if it's not enough, I'll give you more to burn."
Hearing my voice, the little girl suddenly stopped. Then, she reluctantly reached out a hand toward me, gesturing, before turning and walking unsteadily towards the darkness.
To be honest, just looking at the little girl's back, she seemed like a lonely, helpless wanderer, which made one feel a little sorry.
"Hm." Seeing the little girl walk into the darkness, I quickly grabbed Pang Dun and said, "Let's go, move out."
As we spoke, Pang Dun and I silently followed the little girl, keeping a distance of about seven or eight meters. Despite the little girl's unsteady gait, she didn't stop on the way. Gradually, she led us to the residential area of the town, then stopped in front of a house.
"Is this it?" I said, looking at the little girl's back.
Facing away from me, the little girl nodded gently, then disappeared from the spot.
"Wow." Pang Dun suddenly gasped, "Duanmu, this little ghost is really strange, where does she come from?"
I shook my head, "I don't know, but I'm sure she's not just a lone ghost. And her resentment is more than ten times stronger than Long Lanxiang's. I just hope she doesn't cause trouble in the old Wa Town."