Strange story player

In fact, there is another difficulty in this [returning to the soul] ghost story, and that is how to enter the [returning to the soul] realm woven by the evil spirits.

But this problem is not a problem at all for Mei Sijun, who knows some Huangquan operas, and an experienced Taoist who has some "local methods of treating ghosts".

In the world of ghost stories, Mei Sijun sings the underworld opera, which has the ability to make living souls leave the body and travel through space.

But this veteran knows how to get back to that place.

The two of them had finished talking, and there was no further delay. They sat cross-legged on the ground, one on the left and the other on the right, with their eyes closed in the middle, as calm as Qiao Ziru who was asleep.

Not long after...

Mei Sijun opened his lips slightly, and a strange yet melodious mysterious tune flowed into the old Taoist's ears like flowing water.

The old Taoist was inexplicably surprised. He looked at Mei Sijun and wanted to ask, but he knew that now was not the time to speak.

This is... a drama from the underworld.

It should not be a play sung by strangers, and the strange power possessed by Huangquan Opera should not be controlled by humans.

This young master from the Liyuan Garden who amazed even the experienced Taoists sang the Huangquan Opera as soon as he opened his mouth. Although Mei Sijun looked calm, the Taoist knew...

Using power that humans should not possess will inevitably pay a price that humans cannot bear.

However, if the young master of the Mei family didn't say anything, he didn't ask.

Speaking of which, in the eyes of those opera lunatics, if you can sing Huangquan opera a few times in your life, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

Is this stunningly beautiful young man from the Liyuan also that kind of person...

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"grandmother……"

Qiao Ziru shouted in a low voice.

She didn't dare to look directly into her grandma's eyes. Her gaze, like her grandpa's, sent chills down her back.

"Be obedient and go home with grandma!"

The old man reached out and took her hand.

Qiao Ziru's body trembled. Grandma's hand was warm, just like the temperature of ashes after burning vegetation.

At this moment, Qiao Ziru's cell phone suddenly vibrated!

There was a flash of clarity in her eyes, and she quickly picked up her phone and saw a message.

[Miss Qiao, where are you? 】——Mei Sijun.

Mei Sijun?

Qiao Ziru's head hurt, and she shook her head vigorously.

Who is this name...?

On the other side, Lao Dao and Mei Sijun stood at the entrance of the village and also came to the cold and gray [Return to Soul Realm].

"Little friend Mei, after entering the village, remember not to reveal your identity as a living person!"

"This is not a place for the living. Everything that appears in the village... is a dead person. After you and I enter, we must pretend to be dead."

"Yes, I understand." Mei Sijun put down the phone and nodded seriously.

He tried to see if he could send a message to Qiao Ziru. Although the message on his phone indicated that the message had been sent successfully, he didn't know if she could receive it. However, he had to give it a try.

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"Girl..."

The old man seemed to have seen her mobile phone. Veins suddenly popped out around his eyes, his throat was beating up and down, and he whispered in a depressed voice:

"What is it...let grandma see."

The beating of Qiao Ziru's heart suddenly accelerated! She subconsciously felt that the message she just received should not be seen by her grandma.

"No...it's nothing, grandma!" She shook the old man's hand, "Grandma, I'm hungry, let's go home!"

When she heard that she was hungry, the veins around the old man's eyes quietly disappeared, and she smiled kindly:

"Okay, okay, I'm hungry..."

"The house is ready. Let's go home for dinner..."

This time Qiao Ziru followed her grandma back home and never ran around again.

But in her mind, she was still thinking about the message she had just received.

Who is Mei Sijun?

Have I ever known such a person...

She was a little confused and couldn't recall it no matter how hard she recalled it.

At this time, she suddenly stumbled and almost fell over the threshold of the yard.

Looking up, he happened to see the coffin in the yard.

The coffin was facing the main room, and I felt horrified looking at it.

Who is this coffin for?

She was puzzled.

But soon, this doubt was replaced by an even stronger hunger.

Grandma pulled her into the main room.

Before, there were only paper figures placed in the main room, lit with candles and sandalwood, but now there was an extra table out of thin air!

And the table was already filled with all kinds of food.

However, unlike what she had seen before, the food on this table was all served in small bowls.

There are...many, many bowls...

Rice, rice noodles, leeks, dried tofu, celery, meatballs, meat slices, turnips, pork intestines, chicken wings, pork breast, red balls, rooster, roasted fish, mian toushan...

Qiao Ziru's eyes widened when he saw it, and he had never been so hungry.

She glanced at her grandma sheepishly and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, did you prepare these...?"

Grandma didn't answer, but looked at her kindly, with no emotion in her hazy eyes: "Eat, go and eat, they are all delicious."

Qiao Ziru felt a little uncomfortable. These small bowls of dishes looked so exquisite and there were so many. Are they really prepared for me alone?

"Grandma, let's eat together too!"

Qiao Ziru took grandma's hand and was about to lead her to the table.

Unexpectedly, after a pull, it didn't stop. Grandma's hand suddenly became slippery, and she was freed from her pull.

Qiao Ziru was stunned for a moment and looked at the old man. He saw the old man smiling and saying, "Grandma doesn't want to eat... you should eat quickly."

While speaking, Qiao Ziru caught a glimpse of grandma's thumb twisting twice strangely, like a tiny snake...

She blinked hard, and grandma's hands had already retracted into her sleeves.

"Eat quickly, grandma is not hungry..."

Grandma continued to urge.

Qiao Ziru was a little embarrassed, her body felt extremely eager to eat these meals, but her subconscious felt that something was wrong, something was not good...

Besides, it seemed too impolite to eat from such a large table by myself.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw a piece of skin suddenly peeling off her grandma's forehead, revealing blood and blood!

"Grandma!" she exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, grandma stared at her and shouted sternly: "Eat quickly! Hurry!"

Qiao Ziru was frightened by her grandma's voice.

She cried and said: "Grandma... you... your forehead..."

"Eat...eat quickly!"

Grandma not only ignored her, but also urged her frantically.

Around her eye sockets, it seemed as if there were countless tiny earthworms burrowing under the skin, and the veins were bulging strangely.

"Okay...I'll eat...I'll eat right now...Grandma..."

Qiao Ziru was worried that something might happen to the old man. She suppressed her crying, lowered her head, and walked towards the table.

Looking at the food in small bowls on the table, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

She is obviously not a glutton, not to mention that although these dishes look like a lot, the preparations are not actually delicious or attractive.

But for some reason, this table of dishes was extremely tempting to her!

Qiao Ziru picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and put it into her mouth... The meat melted in her mouth and penetrated into her stomach like a puff of smoke!

Qiao Ziru couldn't control it anymore, her eyes lost focus, she threw away her chopsticks, wolfed down on the table, and started eating...

Behind her, on the old man's face, the wrinkled skin was falling off in large chunks, revealing the blood and blood on his face.

Her emotionless eyes also showed a strange smile at this moment...

Thanks to Sui Qingqing, Book Friends 2021, and Zhenjiang for the reward, good night everyone.