Seeing that we were following us, the female ghost turned around and continued to guide us.

The deep street is pitch black. The more you walk in, the more gloomy and terrifying it feels. Among the broken walls and ruins on both sides, there seem to be countless eyes staring at us in the dark. In the invisible darkness, there seems to be more than one spirit body ambushing us, staring at us coldly, looking for opportunities to move.

As he walked, Guo Chenjun subconsciously wanted to look back.

"Don't look back," I said lightly, "Don't worry about the back, look forward." "I feel like someone behind..." she whispered.

"Walking on the night road, you can't look back," I said, "It's easy to turn back, the heart-warming fire will easily dissipate. Once the yang fire dissipates, the ghosts and evil things will not be afraid of you." "But later..."

"Don't worry about the back, look at the front," I said in a firm tone, "With me here, no one dares to bully you!"

She glanced at me deeply and nodded silently.

Her shoulders approached me again.

We continued to move forward, followed the female ghost to the end of the street, turned a corner, and walked into a courtyard. The yin energy here is much heavier than other parts of the village, and I could clearly feel the tightness of my skin and the cold stinging sensation.

At this time, the female ghost stopped, turned around, and looked at me coldly.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen men and women appeared behind her. They were wearing outfits and black forbidden colors on their faces, including blue clothes, flowery faces, and ugly people. They were covered in blood. More than a dozen pairs of eyes without white eyes were like black holes, staring at us in unison, making people shudder.

I immediately understood, no wonder Gu Xiaotong said that the paper cheongsam sang to her, and these evil spirits were originally performers.

They are a ghost drama troupe!

I looked behind me with my own eyes, and the entrance of the courtyard was also guarded by several ghosts.

These ghosts have been following us from afar, and now they are braver.

Guo Chenjun instinctively hugged my arm.

Without thinking, I took her into my arms and hugged her with one hand.

She glanced at me and hugged me tightly.

At this time, the paper cheongsam appeared.

She appeared before the ghosts of the opera troupe, looking coldly at Guo Chenjun in my arms, looking unwilling.

I pinched Lei Jue and stared at her, my heart twitched to my throat, and I couldn't help but swallow.

If she really rushed up, what should I do? Dispel her? Then Chengcheng would also be dispersed! If he doesn't hit her, what should Guo Chenjun do? I suddenly regretted it. What did I do when I rushed into the village just now? I should take out the seven-star peach wood seal in my bag first! When the paper cheongsam rushed over with her ghost opera troupe, I could at least seal her into the peach wood seal first. Now, the seal is in my backpack, but I pinched Lei Jue with one hand and held the girl with the other, and I couldn't make any move.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the messy hair on the forehead of the paper cheongsam was blew up.

She didn't move, nor did her troupe.

But my forehead was sweating.

"I have peach wood marks in my bag, take them out." I stared at the paper cheongsam and whispered to Guo Chenjun.

"Well..." She unzipped the zipper, reached into her bag, and shivered and found the peach wood mark, "That's it?"

I dare not be distracted, "This seal is used by me to cultivate talismans. It has seven cinnabar stars on it, which can control evil spirits! Take it, if they rush over in a while, you can take a picture when you see a ghost!"

Guo Chenjun nodded vigorously, "Yes."

After saying that, she looked at the paper cheongsam.

The paper cheongsam found the peach wood mark in Guo Chenjun's hand, and she seemed to hesitate.

However, the ghost opera troupes behind her retreated one after another, and they were afraid of peach wood seals.

Guo Chenjun looked at them nervously. Because of the tension, her chest kept rising and falling, and her face and neck were covered with cold sweat, making me hug tighter.

The paper cheongsam hesitated for a while, and finally she glanced at me, lowered her head, and slowly knelt down.

Guo Chenjun and I were both stunned.

Then, the ghost opera troupe and the ghost guarding the gate of the yard also knelt down.

"Wu Zheng, they are..." Guo Chenjun looked confused.

I was also confused, so I asked the paper cheongsam, "What do you mean?"

The paper cheongsam raised his head, looked at us with his dark eyes, and opened his mouth and spoke, "This...I...I...I...I...I...I..."

She spoke very seriously, but her voice seemed to be disturbed by the radio, and she couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

I frowned, "What did you say?"

"I...this is...this..." she said again.

"What is she talking about?" Guo Chenjun was puzzled.

I thought about it and understood, "Before she died, she was poisoned and hoarse, and after she died, she was sealed, so it was difficult to say the complete words."

"No wonder Xiaotong can't hear it clearly." Guo Chenjun looked at the paper cheongsam, "It turned out that she couldn't say it..."

When the paper cheongsam heard our words, he nodded silently.

"You asked me to help you?" I asked her.

She nodded again, then pointed to her mouth, and you think of a way to let me speak first.

I hesitated and it was not difficult to help her speak. I just need to set up a formation with a psychic talisman. But the problem is that if you set up a formation, Guo Chenjun had to be released. What if they took the opportunity to rush over? The paper cheongsam saw my concerns, so she pointed at Guo Chenjun, pointed at herself, and shook her head.

"What does she... mean?" Guo Chenjun didn't understand.

I understood, "She said please don't worry, she won't take your body."

Guo Chenjun looked at me, "Then you can help her."

"Aren't you afraid that she will do it as soon as I let go?" I asked.

Guo Chenjun looked back at the paper cheongsam, hesitated for a moment, and said, "She said she would not hurt me anymore. I think... she should not be untrustworthy, so you can help her."

"She is a ghost, and she is a resentful ghost." I looked at her, "Are you really afraid?"

"We came here to find out what she is doing, right?" She looked at me, "I always have to take some risks. I'm not afraid of you."

This is how people who are destined to be in the water. They hesitate about small things and decisive about big things. Moreover, their sixth sense is very strong, so the decisions made at critical moments are often correct.

I pondered for a moment and decided to listen to her.

I easily opened her waist, grabbed her hand, and warned the paper cheongsam with a stern warning, "I can help you and let you speak, but when I set up the formation, if you dare to hurt a piece of her hair, I will make all of you scared!"

Guo Chenjun's eyes heated up, and she bit her lip lightly and looked at me like that.

The paper cheongsam kneeling on the ground nodded and agreed.

I let go of Guo Chenjun's hand, walked to the paper cheongsam, half-kneeled on the ground, focused a little, pinched my fingers and lit it on the ground, and then began to practice the spiritual talisman and recited the spell: Yin and Yang are bounded, the true spirit cannot help, I will!

After saying that, the seal is dropped and the talisman is completed.

I split my hands and the light golden Tai Chi diagram appeared faintly.

The spiritual talisman enters the Tai Chi array and merges it together to make it a spiritual array. As long as the paper cheongsam enters the formation, it can not only speak, but the Tai Chi array can also remove the ghost energy on her body and restore her to her life.

I looked at the paper cheongsam, retreated to Guo Chenjun, and held her hand.

The paper cheongsam slowly stood up and floated into the formation. In an instant, the paper cheongsam on her body disappeared and turned into a gorgeous young woman dressed in particular. She was still wearing a cheongsam and combing her hairstyle that was popular in the Republic of China. Her eyebrows were as dark as black, her almond eyes were raised, her nose was red, her lips were white, and there was a faint feeling of melancholy between her eyebrows.

We were stunned. We were really a beautiful woman when we were alive.

She looked at herself, was extremely happy, and quickly turned around to greet other ghosts, "Come on, come on..."

When the evil ghosts heard her words, they quickly stood up and rush to float into the formation one by one, returning to their original appearance one by one.

Now we can see clearly that they are really a opera troupe, with men and women, and together there are about twenty people, basically all young people. After they recovered, they were all very happy, holding the hand of the paper cheongsam, and burst into tears.

"Boss Meng, I can speak!"

"Boss Meng, I can speak too!"

...

The female ghost who guided us also changed back to her life at this time. She was a very delicate girl and also wearing a cheongsam. She touched her face and said excitedly to the paper cheongsam, "Senior Sister, I can speak, I'm becoming a human again..."

The paper cheongsam cried, and then the girl cried, and the ghosts in the whole opera troupe cried.

Guo Chenjun and I looked at them silently, and we couldn't help but feel a little emotional in our hearts.

The world of life is drunk and dreaming of death, and ghosts in the quiet mountain village cry at night.

This world has never been a single side, but there are too few people who are destined to understand these things.

I took Guo Chenjun into my arms and she hugged me gently.

It seems that this matter needs to be solved by a different idea.
Chapter completed!