The laughter was very strange, sharp and full of intense resentment. My heart tightened - this was not something a boy could produce. Judging from the voice, it was the drowned ghost!
Aunt Du's face suddenly turned pale, and she looked at Grandpa anxiously, asking, "Brother Yin, what's going on?"
"Don't say a word. I was really confused. I fell for this female ghost's trick!" Grandpa muttered to himself, then called to me, "Mingyang, quickly go and block the door. Whatever's inside, whether it's a person or a ghost, must not be allowed to come out."
At this moment, I was a messenger. After listening to Grandpa's words, I quickly looked around and grabbed a shovel, and then rushed to the door of the room. The door was wooden, with a curved handle on the outside. I inserted the shovel handle through the handle and wedged it into the wall on both sides. Even if you had immense strength, it would be impossible to break the door and come out.
The laughter inside the room was getting louder, and I watched the door vigilantly and asked urgently, "Grandpa, didn't you just fix it? How come that female ghost is still there?"
Grandpa took out a piece of yellow paper, bit his finger, and drew as he said, "The souls on the first six paper figures belong to Xiaofeng, but not the last one."
I was shocked and instantly realized, "The last paper figure is attached with the soul of the drowned ghost?"
"Exactly, step aside!" Grandpa posted the finished paper talisman on the door and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't think about it carefully and ended up outsmarting myself. I actually sent that female ghost into Xiaofeng's body!"
I asked urgently, "What do we do now?"
"It's very tricky. The female ghost clearly wants to kill Xiaofeng. She's already entangled with his three souls and six spirits. She's powerful, and Xiaofeng is no match for her. If we don't resolve this quickly, she will soon drive Xiaofeng's soul out of his body. Then the only way to save him would be to kill the boy's body."
"Oh, my grandson, don't scare me. Brother Yin, I beg you to save my grandson. I'll kowtow to you." Aunt Du screamed, knelt down, and kept kowtowing to Grandpa, grabbing his pants.
Many older rural women basically do not have their own opinions. Now encountering such a thing, they simply do not know what to do, and can only pin their hopes on others.
Grandpa struggled to open, I quickly dragged Mrs. Du up, "Mrs. Du, don't get excited first. My grandpa will have a way. If you continue like this, you will only make a mess of things."
Mrs. Du still refused to let go, so I had to forcibly drag her away.
When the scene calmed down a bit, grandpa took out the roll of white thread and squeezed his partially healed finger hard. Blood dripped onto the white thread, quickly staining it red.
Looking at Mrs. Du, who was still crying, Grandpa asked loudly, "Where is the peach tree?"
"In the backyard."
Grandpa urged, "Mingyang, go quickly and pick nine thick peach tree branches!"
I didn't dare to hesitate, time was of the essence now. I picked up a kitchen knife from the ground and ran out the back door. When I came back with the peach branches, grandpa asked me to cut them into one-finger length wooden nails.
Four on each side of the wooden door, and one at the very top. After nailing, grandpa quickly wrapped the bloodstained white thread around the peachwood nails.
One, three, five, seven, and nine are odd numbers, and nine is the extreme of odd numbers. Grandpa's fresh blood represents the sun, and both signify the meaning of the Double Ninth Festival. Nine peachwood nails can seal off this room, and the blood-stained white thread sealing the door is equivalent to trapping the drowned ghost inside the room.
After doing all this, grandpa lit his pipe and took a deep breath, "This can only delay for two hours. We must come up with a compromise as soon as possible during this time. We need to lure the ghost out, without hurting Du Feng's physical body."
I am completely at a loss now, I have no idea what to do at all.
Just as I was about to ask grandpa if there was any good solution, the wooden door in front of me suddenly shook violently, obviously the drowned ghost was pounding on the door.
As I watched the handle of the shovel make a cracking sound, I became even more nervous. This female ghost was too ferocious, her strength was surprisingly great.
It seemed that grandpa did not see it at all, completely ignoring it, and stared at the darkening sky.
Time passed by every minute, and after half an hour had passed, I became even more nervous.
"Crack," a crisp sound came from the door, the handle of the shovel had cracked, and just as I was about to walk over to hold the door, with a loud thud, the handle of the shovel split in half, and the door also suddenly burst open.
When I saw Du Feng again, I took a sharp breath. This drowned ghost really had no respect for the elderly and young, she had tortured Du Feng until he was covered in blood.
"Xiaofeng..." Mrs. Du shouted and looked as if she was about to pounce.
"Old thing, do you think you can stop me?" The drowned ghost, clinging to Du Feng, roared loudly and ferociously at grandpa, "You guys won't be able to save this child!"
"What do you want!" Grandpa picked up his pipe, it was obvious that he had been helpless against the female ghost for so long.
"Let Du Zhanxiong come over, I want him to die in front of me!" The female ghost screamed angrily, making my hair stand on end.
She knew Du Feng's father's name, which meant that everything she had told us by the river before was a lie, she was not insulted and murdered by someone at all.
Grandpa snorted and said to the female ghost, "You evil creature, when the time comes, I will make you regret being born!"
The female ghost coldly said, "Old man, if you could really destroy me, you wouldn't have delayed it for so long!"
"You..." Grandfather stood up abruptly, but before he could finish speaking, there was an urgent sound of brakes outside, followed by the sudden opening of the front courtyard gate.
A sturdy man rushed in and quickly asked Du Dajie, "Aunt, what's wrong with Xiaofeng?"
"Zhan Xiong, Xiaofeng is dying," Du Dajie burst into tears, "You, you've really brought about great enmity, where did you bring in such great hatred from? A female ghost wants to kill my grandson."
Zhan Xiong's face changed, he looked at me and Grandfather, then turned to look at Du Feng who was standing at the door, and hurried over.
"Stop, don't touch him!" Grandfather said, and I quickly stood in front of him.
Zhan Xiong urgently asked, "What's wrong with my son?"
I said in a low voice, "He's possessed by a female ghost!"
Zhan Xiong was stunned, and the female ghost suddenly let out a pitiful cry, "Zhan Xiong, I hate you, I wish I could eat you alive, you heartless creature, I want to end your bloodline!"
"Yu Li?" Zhan Xiong was first startled, then excitedly asked, "I've been looking for you these past two years, where have you been? Why didn't you call me once?"