"Duan Mu, what the hell is this? It stinks so bad," Fatty suddenly screamed.
"Hoo," I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the footsteps stop, and then answered Fatty, "This is corpse oil."
"Corpse oil? Damn," upon hearing these words, Fatty nearly knocked over the bottle, "Damn, you tricked me again. Why didn't you say so earlier? Now I've got it all over my hands."
I was speechless, "It's just corpse oil, what are you scared of? This stuff is valuable, getting hold of a corpse is a stroke of luck."
"Duan Mu," Fatty looked at me innocently, "please don't trick me like this next time, okay? I'm scared of you now, you know? If people find out I have corpse oil on my hands, how am I supposed to pick up girls in the future?"
"Shut up," listening to Pang Dun's words, I gave him a fierce look and then turned my gaze beyond the candle.
"Duanmu," Pang Dun said again, "why did you light the candle and burn corpse oil? What's the meaning of this?"
Helplessly, I explained, "You know that there are three fires on a person's body, one on each shoulder and one on the top of the head."
"Yes, I do," Pang Dun said puzzled, "but what does that have to do with this?"
I sighed and said, "The shape of the three fires on the body is very similar to the shape of a candle. Lighting the candle can make them unable to determine the location of the three fires on our bodies."
"Oh," Pang Dun suddenly understood, "and the corpse oil?"
Once again, I explained helplessly, "The corpse oil is used to conceal the positive energy on our bodies because even if they can't discern the three fires on our bodies, they can still discern the positive energy. So by burning the corpse oil, they won't be able to tell at all."
Having said that, I couldn't be bothered with Pang Dun anymore and started listening attentively to all the movements around us. There were no footsteps, but a cold wind was swirling around the candles.
Suddenly, one of the candles was blown out by the cold wind.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but sneer, "I've been waiting for you to come and blow out the candle."
Having said that, I directly threw a handful of soybeans. Then, a scream followed by a series of footsteps started rapidly moving.
It was necessary because they couldn't discern which candle was the positive energy on me and Pang Dun, so they needed to blow out the candle to be able to tell.
Seeing the extinguished candle, I told Pang Dun, "Continue, light it."
The previous scream had scared Pang Dun, and trembling, he hesitated to reach out and light the candle. I said, "As soon as the candle goes out, you immediately light it, or we'll be done for."
After lighting the candle, Pang Dun wiped his sweat and said, "Duanmu, it's your kid who is resourceful. I thought I was a goner."
"Don't rush," I said with a smile, "let's not draw conclusions now. I only have this few candles, and when they run out, we're done for."
"Really?" Pang Dun was dumbfounded.
I also furrowed my brow, feeling uneasy. With so few candles, we could only hold on for a moment. It looked like we needed to be ruthless; a final blow was needed, or delaying would not be in our favor.
Thinking of this, I reached into the backpack and pulled out a plastic bag containing white powdery substance, which was white flour.
Without much thought, I tore open the plastic bag and sprinkled the flour around the candles, creating a thick layer.
"What are you doing?" Pang Dun asked foolishly.
I was speechless for a moment and said, "You ask so many questions? Just watch."
Ignoring Pang Dun, I took out the Ghost Summoning Umbrella and a roll of red string. At this moment, another gust of wind blew, scattering the flour everywhere. However, it left behind a footprint in the flour.
"Well done," I muttered to myself and suddenly threw the red string in the direction of the footprint. Unfortunately, the red string didn't catch anything.
Taking a breath, I reeled in the red string and carefully looked around again. At this moment, the cold wind blew again, and simultaneously, two or three candles were extinguished. Several disorganized footprints appeared in the flour on the ground.
I no longer hesitated and fiercely threw the red string out again, and then pulled it with all my strength.
It worked.
As soon as I pulled the string this time, there was an immediate counter-pulling force on the red string. Without hesitation, I kicked over the candles blocking my path and then ran around the thing entangled by the red string.
After running in circles, I stopped, panting heavily. Then, I threw a handful of soybeans towards the thing entangled by the red string. Accompanied by a scream, the female ghost finally appeared.
"Great!" At that moment, Pang Dun yelled and ran out from the pile of candles, then, he completely lost control and spilled a whole bottle of corpse oil on himself.
"Damn it." Seeing Pang Dun like that, I yelled, "My corpse oil."
Pang Dun was stunned, dumbly looking at the area where he was drenched in corpse oil, and his expression finally changed, "Ah, damn it, my clothes. Duan Mu, you've screwed me over."
"Heck." I couldn't help but shout, "My bottle of corpse oil can buy you a hundred pieces of clothing, and I..."
I almost couldn't help but kneel in frustration. This corpse oil had been accumulated over many years, and now it had been completely spilled by Pang Dun. It was truly quite painful. But what could I do now that it's already spilled?
I looked fiercely at Pang Dun and finally shifted my gaze to the female ghost in front of me.
After seeing this female ghost, I actually hesitated for a moment.
The female ghost entangled in the red string in front of me was about seventeen or eighteen years old, youthful and beautiful, although she was wearing a tracksuit, she couldn't hide her fiery figure. Due to the heavy evil energy in the room, there was no trace of ghostly appearance on her face, making her look like a beautiful female student.
But I remained unmoved, and directly picked up the soul-summoning umbrella and began to chant: "A ghost king's soul-summoning umbrella, clear the way in front of the netherworld's gate, let all the ghosts in front of the ghost gate retreat, evil ghosts wandering on the Naihe Bridge."
"Wait."
"Hmm?" I was interrupted by the loud scream from the female ghost just as I finished chanting the spell. The female ghost looked innocently at me with a pitiful appearance, which easily evoked sympathy, "Master, please give me a chance. I was forced by Nie Wei. I was like you before, a member of the Daoist school. That Nie Wei deserves to die, he killed all the members of my sect, and stole my ghost witchcraft to harm people in this world..."
However, it was too late, the spell had already been chanted, and a pulling force came from the soul-summoning umbrella, pulling the female ghost directly into the umbrella, and her words were also cut off, leaving only a strand of red string on the ground.