Chapter 987 Scream
"Use sound waves to interfere!" Zhang Dazhu recalled his experience in fighting mutant mushrooms and picked up a modified insect repellent. However, this time, the chanting of Buddhist scriptures not only failed to dispel the evil spirits, but made the two women's figures more solid. When the woman in white spoke, her voice was as piercing as an ice cone: "Those poisonous fungi back then were made of our flesh and blood..."
The situation got out of control. After nightfall, the whole manor was shrouded in strange fog, the patrol robots all failed, and the images captured by the cameras were full of snow and noise. Aunt Wang took out the ancestral peach wood sword, but her hands couldn't stop shaking: "The old people said that the red clothes are for killing, and the white clothes are for souls. This is going to drag the village into eternal damnation!"
Qi Tongwei drove to the county town overnight, invited Master Mingkong to the Ancient Buddha Temple, and brought back Taoist Priest Xuanqing from the Longhu Mountain Taoist Temple. When the two masters stepped into the manor, they frowned at the same time. Master Mingkong struck the bronze chime, and the figure of the woman in red twisted violently as the clear sound vibrated; Taoist Priest Xuanqing threw out a talisman, but was turned into ashes by the woman in white.
"They are connected to the earth veins, and ordinary Taoist methods are useless." Taoist Xuanqing twisted his beard and glanced at the old locust tree, "We must find the root cause and cut off the resentment." Master Mingkong took out the compass, and the needle spun wildly, pointing to the abandoned well deep in the manor. The well water had long dried up, but the bottom of the well was covered with the remains of poisonous fungi from the fungus disaster twenty years ago, glowing with a faint blue light under the moonlight.
"I see." Qi Tongwei suddenly remembered that this area was where the contaminated mushrooms were dumped. The laughter of the woman in red came from all directions: "Do you think that the ground is clean after cleaning it? These poisonous fungi have been rotting underground for twenty years, sucking the essence of the land!" The woman in white added faintly: "Every time the Zhongyuan Festival comes, we will borrow the corpse to come back to life and ask for your life..."
Master Mingkong and Taoist Xuanqing worked together to set up the formation. The peach wood sword and the bronze chime resonated, and the spells and scriptures intertwined to form a golden barrier. However, when the spell touched the poisonous fungus in the well, the whole manor began to tremble violently, and the bark of the old locust tree cracked and oozed black juice. The little fox suddenly rushed into the barrier, with a dazzling light all over his body: "Let me do it!"
It turned into a stream of light and sank into the well, and a thunderous roar came from the bottom of the well. A moment later, the little fox flew out covered in blood, holding a black sclerotium in its mouth - that was the core of the resentment. The woman in red and the woman in white screamed miserably, and their figures began to dissipate. But at the last moment, the woman in red suddenly pounced on Qi Tongwei, with her sharp claws going straight to his face.
At the critical moment, Liang Lu rushed forward and pushed Qi Tongwei away, but her arm was scratched by the claws. The moment the blood dripped onto the ground, a miracle happened - the polluted land began to heal, the poisonous fungi in the well gradually disappeared, and the figures of the two women turned into stars. Master Mingkong clasped his hands together and said, "Good, the resentment is resolved by blood, this is the power of compassion."
Taoist Priest Xuanqing took out a Taoist talisman and pasted it on the old locust tree: "This tree is spiritual. From now on, on the first and fifteenth day of every month, we need to chant sutras and pray for blessings." Liang Lu's wound healed quickly, but left a light pink scar, like a crescent moon. She smiled and comforted everyone: "Just think of it as a mark given to me by the land."
After the Zhongyuan Festival, the manor returned to peace. But since then, every moonlit night, two faint figures can occasionally be seen under the old locust tree, with white and red clothes leaning against each other, no longer holding grudges, but rather seeming to be guarding this land.
This should be a horrifying scene, but at this moment it is inexplicably quiet.
"They seem to be guarding something." Liang Lu came behind him without knowing when, and the light pink scar glowed in the moonlight. Before she finished speaking, a sinister sneer came from the back mountain, startling the night owls. The alarm of the monitoring station suddenly sounded, and the green curve representing soil health on the screen suddenly showed sharp jagged fluctuations, as if the earth was twitching in pain.
The next morning, the villagers found a strange sight in the back mountain: the leaves of the entire bamboo forest were twisted in one direction, as if they were being stroked by an invisible hand. Dark green juice condensed on the bamboo leaves, emitting a pungent smell. Chen Xiaolong bravely tasted it, and his face turned pale in an instant: "This taste... is exactly the same as the poisonous mushrooms during the fungus disaster!"
Zhang Dazhu, who was on patrol that night, encountered an even more terrifying scene. When his flashlight beam swept across the abandoned mine, he suddenly saw a woman in green sitting at the entrance of the cave. Her face was covered by a large bamboo hat, and countless blue-gray tentacles stretched out from under her lilac skirt, slowly drilling into the ground. When Zhang Dazhu raised his camera to take a picture, only a blurry mist remained in the lens.
"It's the Green Earth Spirit!" The little fox jumped out of Liang Lu's backpack with its fur standing on end. The golden symbol on the tip of its tail flickered. "The white and red ones are the result of polluted resentment. The Green Earth Spirit is clearly the guardian deep in the earth who is furious!" Its claws drew a translucent star map in the air, and finally pointed to the depths of the mine. "The cracks in the earth veins that were blasted by the mining team are still leaking poison. The Green Earth Spirit is here to take our lives!"
Qi Tongwei called a meeting of villagers overnight. The projector played the drone footage: the soil around the mine was turning black, and the mycelium was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even more bizarre was that whenever the moonlight shone on the mycelium, the shadow of a woman in green would appear. Her lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.
"We must seal the cracks in the ground veins again!" Taoist Xuanqing was urgently recalled. He paced around the mine with a compass in his hand, his face becoming more and more solemn. "The cracks that were sealed with concrete back then have now become a cage of resentment. Qingyi is trying to break out of the cage and let the whole land be buried with him!" Master Mingkong put his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I feel a very strong obsession. This earth spirit is definitely not a good person."
Just as everyone was discussing countermeasures, a thunderous roar came from the depths of the mine. The figure of a woman in green rose from the ground, ten feet high. The moment her bamboo hat fell off, she revealed a face covered with moss, with deep eye sockets and a faint green light flowing in her pupils. She opened her mouth and howled, and countless blue-gray vines broke out of the ground and entangled the nearby villagers. Zhang Dazhu's arm was instantly strangled with blood marks deep enough to see the bone.
"Use sound waves to interfere!" Qi Tongwei recalled his experience in fighting the red-clothed and white-clothed people. However, this time, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures became a death warrant. The woman in green absorbed the power of the sound waves, and her figure became more solid. She raised her hand and waved it, and the Taoist talismans on the old locust tree ignited one after another. The phantoms in white and red screamed in pain in the flames.
Liang Lu suddenly noticed the silver bell on the wrist of the woman in blue - it was a relic of a person who died in a mining accident twenty years ago.