Chapter 79 Chapter 10 Match Levitation

Grandpa took my hand and whispered, "Don't hide. Its eyesight is very poor, and it can only see a distance of three meters square. It can't see us now." I paid attention to the expression of the Kespoo ghost, and sure enough it didn't seem to notice us, it was still moving slowly on its own, its two feet were frighteningly big, but it wobbled as if it couldn't move.Look at its hands and feet, since it looks like a duck's flippers, there is thin flesh between the fingers and toes! The only good thing about it is the nose, which is tender and firm, as if carved from white jade.

It walked out of the shadow of the stone, and I saw a straw rope dragging behind its buttocks.The straw rope hangs from his waist, dragging half a meter on the ground. Grandpa whispered: "See that rope? That's the tool it uses to take away the child's soul. When I catch it later, you have to tear that straw rope off. Do you understand?" I nod. "Just stand here and put the clay pot on the ground," said Grandpa. I stood on the side of the road as I was told, and put the clay pot in the middle of the road.Grandpa took out a match and lit it, then threw the smoldering match into the clay pot.At this time, the Kesup ghost was less than ten meters away from us.I was so anxious that my palms were sweating.Although grandpa said that it has poor eyesight and hearing, but seeing its terrifying appearance makes the hair stand on end.The moon thinned into a line adds to the gloomy atmosphere. The moon is as thin as a hole cut by a sharp razor in the sky.Illuminated clouds pass by like torrents around it.

The thrown match fell into the clay pot and extinguished, and a wisp of thin smoke escaped from the mouth of the pot. "Why doesn't it burn?" Grandpa was also a little anxious, "Could it be that I made a mistake?" I was furious: "The flame of the match is already small, it's no wonder if you lose it like this, it won't go out." I saw the Kepo ghost slowly approaching us, the tiny moon reflected on its glass ball eyes, reflecting the cold light .The grass rope behind its buttocks dragged the small stones on the ground, making a rustling sound, which made it tickle like bugs wriggling in its ears.And its breathing, wheezing like an asthma patient.

Grandpa lit a match again, pinched it between his fingers, stared at the jumping flames for a moment, and threw it at the clay pot in front of me again. At this time, a strange phenomenon happened.The match fell into the clay pot and went out.However, in less than a second, the charcoal-burned match at one end was suspended, as if there was water in the clay pot to lift it to the mouth of the pot.I didn't have time to marvel, "Puchi", the match ignited again.I squatted in front of me holding the clay pot with both hands, feeling the slight heat of the match on my face. "Hold the clay pot and don't let it move." Grandpa reminded.

When Kefugui came less than five meters away from us, I clearly felt a force pushing the clay pot.The match was also burnt to the end.Grandpa quickly took out another match and connected it to the end, "Bah!" The phosphorus head of the second match ignited, the flame expanded immediately, and then returned to its previous size, still floating lightly over the mouth of the clay pot. The flame also seemed to feel the current strength, and the flame leaned towards me, but there was no wind at that time.I once heard that when a ghost sees a person, it can see "flames" all over the person, which is the person's yang energy.Therefore, when many people are together, ghosts will feel the scorching yang energy and dare not approach them.I guessed that what made the flames slant should be due to the Yin energy of ghosts.

When the crooked Taoist priest passed by me, I also felt a little bit of coldness on my face.Ask other students, they all feel the same.The teacher said that if anyone gets too close to a crooked Taoist priest, he will get sick because he has too much ghost energy.