When he saw me, he even stared at me and then came to me, waving his hands, and scolded me loudly, "Who let you out?" As he was saying, he even wanted to beat me. However, his hand shook in the air for a few times and finally he put his hand down. Then he held me tightly and I even couldn't believe that he just cried, which made many passers-by stop and keep looking at us.
After a long time, Lu Haitao took my hand and dragged me into the yard, and then took me into the house in the neighbors' whisper.
After closing the door, he took a few deep breaths and asked me, "You play with your younger brother again?"
He obviously didn't want me to answer and then just he directly got irritable, shouting, "You don't have the brother. You don't have a brother. Do you know that!"
I just lowed my head and didn't speak. Obviously, Lu Haitao thought Lu Sheng must have met the ghost and judging from his reaction, he seemed not to know what Lu Sheng had done. Accordingly, everything should have nothing to do with him. Then the problem came that who on earth taught Lu Sheng to make the honey in that small bottles?
Lu Haitao scolded me for a long time, and he seemed to feel very tired, so he finally stopped scolding. Then he locked me in the house and hurried out again.
I found a stool to sit down and continued thinking about the situation. However, at this moment, Xiao Sheng slowly appeared and his clothes have been dressed, with his two hands still constantly scratching the place bitten by the ants.
"Brother, I got you scolded again." He walked over and bore the strange itching on his body. Then in my astonished eyes, he took out a slender stick and handed it to me. Seeing his expression, I thought maybe he wanted me to use it beat him.
I took the long sticks, which had become very smooth because of the regular use, but no matter how I observed it, I still didn't think it was used to beat people. What surprised me more was that the center of this long stick was made of willow. It was the most central tree trunk of the willow tree over a hundred years. It was much more powerful to beat the ghost than any other sallow.
In other words, if I had this stick in my hand, just after a few times of beating, even sister Hua, such a ghost with years of experience would also be badly frightened, but of course, the prerequisite was that I could beat her successfully.
After Xiao Sheng saw me taking over that long stick, his body obviously trembled slightly and he also unconsciously stepped back. It seemed that he thought of something and then he immediately retreated to his original position with a scared expression.
I carefully looked at the stick in my hand and I firmly thought that it was obviously not something that Lu Sheng could make or get. I also have fully known that behind Lu Sheng, there must be another man who was manipulating him.
Who would he be? And why would he manipulated Lu Sheng to bully a little child? I totally had no idea.
It seemed that Xiao Sheng saw that I still didn't beat him. Not only didn't he feel very lucky, but also he took a few steps forward and behaved as if he wanted me to beat him right now.
I knew it. This probably was a necessary step in Lu Sheng's abuse of him. Then, without hesitation, I just took that long stick to beat him very gently.
Then his arm suddenly emitted a black smoke, just like that the cold water was poured into the hot oil, making the sound of "zizizizizi". At this moment, Xiao Sheng also couldn't stand it and gave out louder wailing, even louder than that when he was bitten by ants. He just kept rolling on the ground and his arm that had been beaten by me had continued to fade into obscurity.
After a long time, Xiao Sheng finally stopped walling, just sat down on the ground and kept twitching. Meanwhile, he also looked at that stick, with his eyes filled with fear.
For a long time, he only looked at me with his expectant eyes, "Brother, could...could...could give...give me the food now?"
I was stunned for a while and thought about it, and then I replied to him, "Just take it yourself."
Xiao Sheng never showed an expression of doubt or any other reaction as I worried. Instead, I became very excited. After he struggled for several times and failed getting up, he crawled on the ground, went to one corner of the wall, dug out a brick, and reached out to dig out a piece of black thing in the crevice and looked back at me.
I walked slowly, looking at the place where the black thing was hidden. If Xiao Sheng hadn't found that thing, even I was dead, I thought I still couldn't still find it.
It seemed that Xiao Sheng saw me unhappy, so he hesitated to divide out a small half of that black thing I dug out and put it back into the crevice. Then he took that nail-cover-sized black thing in his hand and began to lick it, and even showed an enjoying expression on his face. It was as if the people who had just howled on the ground wasn't him.
After he finished licking that black thing, I carefully put the brick back in its place. Then he just reluctantly took a look at me, thanked me sincerely and disappeared.
Thank me. I had to shake my head and I also thought this little ghost seemed to have no problem in his IQ and why did he even said "thank you" to me. Well, I would think he said "thank you" to me in advance. Once I found out the truth and knew if the truth was that you made reprisals because of Lu Sheng's mistake, then I would let you revenge.
I believed that that father and brother would also agree with me.
I stood for a while before bending over and taking out the movable brick. Then I picked up the black thing inside with the long stick in my hand and took a looked. This look directly made my fine hair erect and even made me feel very cold.
That black thing was the ghost cream, also called Yin xian plaster. According to the introduction of Old Mrs. Li, this was the equivalent of human's opium, but only worked to ghosts, and its harm was even more terrifying than that of the most terrifying opium.
Once, only once, even if the ghosts accidentally smelled it, they would be addictive and could never quit. What's more, when the ghosts had the addiction attack, they could produce a very strange temperature, just like that the ghosts stood under the sun, the whole body was like being burned by the fire and the ghost soul would never disappear. Instead, it would continue in this state until the ghost eat the Yin xian plaster again.
In addition, like opium, the consumption amount would get bigger and bigger, and in the end, the ghost would have to choose to lose their soul.
And what was more horrible was that even after the reincarnation, there existed this addiction. Moreover, you physical condition still would be very weak and you also couldn't live to no more 18 years old. If you still chose to die, then you would repeat the painful days of the last life, and you would choose to lose your spirit again, then go reincarnation again. It was an endless loop.
My hands were shaking and I even didn't notice that the stick fell to the ground. It was a blank in my mind. Then I thought that how much hate did a man have to do such a horrible thing!
I never believe that Xiao Sheng was addicted to this thing only now. You have to know that the ghost cream was not a common thing. Even Old Mrs. Li had ever seen it and she just told me this as a strange story.
After putting the bricks back, I sat down on the chair and my heart was filled with resentment against the unknown man. I had never hated a person like this, never!
Xiao Sheng never appeared again in the rest of the time. I was just like a puppet, finishing the dinner with Lu Haitao and his wife. Then in their worried eyes, I went back to sleep in the room alone. At this moment, I really wanted illusion to end here and I could go back and kill Lu Sheng by myself.
However, all this was just a beginning.