Tan Xiao: "..."

Everyone else: "..."

Pan Longxiang weakly said: "The passing villager asked me what kind of light show I was putting on..."

If this continued, Mount Qiyun would have another scenic spot. He was really afraid someone would post it online and tourists would come asking to see the lights.

Tan Xiao knew the peacock's nature well. He was already very careful, usually paying attention when mentioning other birds, just not expecting the pearl luster to also become a keyword!

"Classmate, hurry and put away your divine powers!"

Kong Xuan was still a bit reluctant, hesitating for a moment before asking: "...Did you get a good look or not?"

"I got a good look, it's more beautiful than the pearl luster." Tan Xiao put away Mu Zhenzhu, not just him, "Everyone got a good look..."

Kong Xuan paused, then quickly retracted the five-colored divine light, "Okay, won't let them see it anymore."

Tan Xiao's eyes widened slightly, then he smiled: "Alright then."

The others: "..."

Feeling this was a kind of beauty that didn't care if they lived or died...

......

When the group came out again, they only saw Zhao Qishan nervously crouching in the car. Seeing them emerge, he said with chattering teeth: "A-are you all okay? D-did something happen just now?"

These few experts had gone up the mountain in the afternoon. Although he didn't know what they went up to do, it was probably very dangerous in comparison, maybe even bringing back some oddities!

Everyone looked at each other, "It's fine now, it's fine."
Zhao Qishan also didn't dare to inquire too closely, only sighing in his heart that it must have been quite perilous, seeing Teacher Barry hadn't even wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead!

Zhao Qishan led the way, bringing them to his residential community. Turning on the lights, his wife and child were not there, only rows and rows of shelves, from daily necessities to snacks and instant noodles, quietly sitting there.

Tan Xiao sensed something strange, perhaps it was the feeling the ghost doll figurine gave him?

"It's, it's just over there, I told my wife to put the box in the room and not move it," Zhao Qishan also didn't dare go in himself, tremblingly lighting a cigarette and saying in a shaky voice in the living room.

Barry took the sheepskin drum hanging from his waist, volunteering: "Then I'll go."

Mainly, it was the first-contact principle, he was the one who took on the job in the beginning.

Barry casually put out Zhao Qishan's cigarette, using prepared chicken blood to draw a talisman on his palm, "Later, you follow me into the room, don't move, and don't speak on your own, you must remember, understand?"

Zhao Qishan nodded stiffly and looked at the others, feeling that having more people around would boost his courage. "Are they not going in?" he asked.

"Your room can't fit that many people, and he won't be able to perform well with a crowd," Tan Xiao glanced around and reassured him, "Don't worry, we'll stand guard outside."

Barry walked into the room without turning on the lights. He used chicken blood to seal the doors and windows. "You are the host, the victim, and also the focal point of my formation, so whatever you do, don't move, understand? You've been carried for so long that there is a lot of yin energy on you that needs to be removed together."

Zhao Qishan nodded vigorously.

In the darkness, Barry opened the wooden box. By the light coming through the window, he could clearly see the ghost doll figurine inside. Zhao Qishan, upon seeing the figurine with its blurry features, became even more frightened, but remembering Barry's words, he stood still not daring to move.

Barry lit the incense, shook the sheepskin drum in his hand, which had an iron ring on the handle connected to nine smaller iron rings, forming a nine-linked chain. As he beat the drum, the iron rings clinked crisply in unison. He began chanting to invite the gods, using this melody to summon deities to subdue demons and expel evil.

In the darkness, his voice rang out loud and clear, his eyes seeming to glow. The mysterious tune and drumbeats made Zhao Qishan even more terrified.

As Barry started drumming, the ghost doll figurine suddenly began jumping inside the wooden box!

The red cloth on the figurine fluttered, looking like flowing blood in the darkness.

Zhao Qishan's body shook with fright. "Ah ah ah! It... it's alive!" Glared at fiercely by Barry, he remembered the warning, helplessly covered his mouth not daring to move or scream.

Outside the room.

Tan Xiao was still quite relaxed. Ghost Baby Ridge had over ten thousand ghost soldiers, but they weren't at Ghost Baby Ridge now. They had the advantage in numbers, and with Ba Duan Gong's abilities, it shouldn't be a problem to handle, otherwise they would have asked Kong Xuan to wipe them out long ago.

Tan Xiao even pulled out his notebook function and started drafting an entry for the ghost doll figurine.

His phone rang. It was from his homeroom teacher.

[Tan Xiao, are you there? I need to talk to you about something.]

Seeing that it was nothing important, Tan Xiao replied that he was here. The next moment, Ji Huiming called. "Tan Xiao, you're not resting yet, right? Sorry to bother you for a minute. I was wondering if you could bring a couple of props from your home tomorrow. Some freshmen are having a class on folk culture, but there's an issue with the materials their teacher prepared. It's a bit urgent, so they asked me to check with you."

"Oh oh, sure, what kind of props do you need?" Tan Xiao nodded. He noticed the light flickering with the drumbeats coming from inside the room.

Ji Huiming thought it was just an unstable voltage and continued facing the camera, "Let me show you their courseware, can you see it clearly..."

Barry's posture was like a lion crouching and a tiger bowing as he chanted rapidly around the stone figurine, "Hear the heavenly drum sound once, pay respects to all directions; hear the heavenly drum sound twice, invite the divine officials!"

Barry suddenly took off his leather jacket and pulled out a small crescent blade from somewhere, slashing it across his own shoulder!

This was called "chopping the shoulder and dripping blood", just like sacrificing pigs and sheep at an altar, all to demonstrate sincere ritual. He then waved the blade in the air above the ghost doll figurine.

The ghost doll figurine let out a piercing shriek in response!

This shriek, upon entering human ears, caused courage to plummet in a straight line, as if all of one's greatest fears and troubled thoughts surged forth.

Zhao Qishan's gaze alternated between the ghost doll figurine and Barry, because he had suddenly noticed that although Barry had cut his shoulder, there was no blood flowing!

Zhao Qishan stared at the wound. His eyes had adapted to the current darkness. By the moonlight and streetlamp glow from outside the window, he could clearly see that indeed no blood flowed from Barry's wound. Inside the wound, it didn't even look like flesh and blood, but rather some kind of intertwined threads.

"You... you're not human either!" Zhao Qishan cried out.

In this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He looked at the blood talisman on his palm, wondering if he had been tricked, if they were going to use him as a sacrifice to this yin soldier!

Barry glanced at him speechlessly. But as the ghost doll figurine leapt up to stand erect, Zhao Qishan's psychological defenses completely collapsed. He opened the door and ran out. "Help! Not human! He's not human!"

With the door opening, the formation was broken. The stone-carved eyes of the ghost doll figurine actually moved, giving Barry a faint glance. Barry actually saw a hint of "cunning" emotion in them. Its figure flashed and transformed from energy into essence, condensing into a tall soldier with a sallow complexion and colorless features, and ran out.

Tan Xiao was in the middle of the video call when he heard a series of clattering noises, and then Zhao Qishan actually ran out looking crazed, with chicken blood smeared on his face, shouting something about "not human" and "help".

Tan Xiao: "..."

Ji Huiming on the other end of the video looked shocked and puzzled. "What's going on with you?"

Tan Xiao glanced at the others. "I'm... playing a horror escape room game."

Off-camera, Mu Fei gave a thumbs up. That's our Tan Xiao. She quietly grabbed Zhao Qishan and held him down tightly.

"Oh, you sneaked your phone in with you. Not bad. Once my friend left his phone outside and it got stolen," Ji Huiming said, young people these days still like thrills. "What game is this? It looks quite scary."

The set was that kind of messy civilian home, but with the lighting effects, sound effects, NPCs and such, the lifelike scene actually felt even more terrifying.

"..." Tan Xiao directly turned the camera to point at Kong Xuan, proving his point. "Yeah, I'm playing together with Kong Xuan."

Kong Xuan nodded, very proudly. Yes, playing together.

"Oh." Ji Huiming pointed behind them. "I'm done talking. You better run, there's a ghost chasing out."

"Thanks teacher." Damn! Tan Xiao saw from the video a ghost doll figurine wrapped in red cloth pouncing out, eyes widening slightly, he quickly turned around.

Tan Xiao was startled, but startled for the ghost doll figurine - didn't it know it was more dangerous to come out? He raised his hand and made the Golden Blade Hand Seal.

The ghost doll figurine's original intent in rushing out was to escape. Who knew that upon exiting the door, it found a row of nemeses standing outside.

Alarm bells went off in its head.

Subconsciously screeching to a halt, before it could even distinguish what professions they all were, it was hit by an invisible little Golden Blade Hand Seal, sending it flying horizontally, crashing to the ground but still tenaciously crawling slowly...

"Wow!" Ji Huiming was impressed.

Author's note:

Kong Xuan: displaying.gif

This time it's not a phone screen.