Chapter 42 The Little Girl in Pigtails
"Someone's here, Master!" I pulled on Master's sleeve and whispered to him.
As I said this, my master Zhu Shan Lao Dao's eyes were also looking at the outside of the door. In other words, the person who was just outside, my master Zhu Shan Lao Dao should have seen him too.
"Go and take a look." My master said to me.
After finishing speaking, Zhu Shan Lao Dao took me out of the corpse room.
After I and my master, Bamboo Mountain Taoist, walked out of the corpse room, the woman who had just floated by was nowhere to be seen. However, fortunately, because the road on the ground was a muddy road, and it had rained in the afternoon, although the woman had already gone far away, her footprints could still be found on the ground.
Since there are footprints on the ground, it won't be difficult to find the woman who ran past just now. My master, Bamboo Mountain Taoist, and I only need to follow the footprints to look for her, and we will definitely find the woman who ran past just now.
"Follow the footprints and see who that woman is?" My master, Bamboo Mountain Taoist, said to me.
From my master's tone, I could tell that he was also very curious about the identity of the woman just now. The woman who had just passed by, although her footsteps were quick, did not show any signs of panic.
To know that if it were an ordinary woman, let alone dare to come to Dong Songpo Village on this night, even if she had to pass by here, she would definitely be flustered.
Of course, it is also possible that the woman who just passed by was a stranger and did not know the situation in Dong Songpo Village at all, so she did not show any panic when passing by, just like passing through other villages. This possibility is not impossible, but the probability is very small.
In short, no matter who that woman is, my master Zhushan Lao Dao will definitely investigate her identity. Because his intuition tells him that the woman who just passed by has a relationship with Mie Men Po. As long as he can figure out the woman's identity, he may be able to get some useful information.
This time, Zhangshan Laodao brought me to Dong Songpo Village, just to gather information, and not to fight a decisive battle with the Exterminating Witch.
Before I came, Master Zhushan Laodao told me. This time in Dong Songpo Village, while he was investigating my family's affairs, he also had to prepare for the future Tiger Soul dispute.
Originally, before the incident at my house, my master Zhangshan Laodao was planning to go to Bai Dawawa's house tonight to collect the tiger soul. However, after the incident at my house, Zhangshan Laodao decided to put off collecting the tiger soul for now, because he found that Mie Menpo seemed to be up to something.
My master, the old Daoist of Bamboo Mountain, is a very cautious person. Therefore, before figuring out the various movements of the Exterminating Witch, he did not dare to rashly summon the Tiger Soul. The Tiger Soul can be summoned once every half month, so for the matter of Bo Da Wa's family and Bo Qiang, my master only needs to run to the Bo residence every fifteen days.
I followed the footprints with my master, Bamboo Mountain Taoist, for a few minutes. Before us appeared an old mansion. The woman's footprints led all the way to the side door of the mansion, which meant that she had entered through this very side door.
This old house is the residence of the Exterminating Grandma, it has been many years, and was once a mansion of a certain large landlord in the past. Later it fell into disrepair. It's said that after the death of her husband, the Exterminating Grandma met her master.
After passing on all her knowledge to Mie Men Po, Mie Men Po's master told her that the old mansion in Songpo Village was a great place with excellent feng shui. If she practiced there, she would definitely achieve great success. From then on, Mie Men Po moved her family into this abandoned old mansion.
Chubby baby, plump and tender. A small face, soft and delicate...
Just as my master, Bamboo Mountain Taoist, was quietly telling me about the old mansion, a child's voice came from inside the house.
Just then, the side door of the old house creaked open. A little girl wearing a red bellyband and pigtails stuck her head out from the gap in the door.
The little girl looked around left and right, probably because she didn't see anyone, so she opened the door a bit wider, then hopped out.
The little girl jumped up and down, clapping her hands and singing.
Chubby baby, plump and tender. A small face, soft and delicate...
The little girl sang and danced, suddenly spinning around a piece of land. As she spun, the little girl's mouth still recited: "Chubby baby, plump and tender. A small face, soft and delicate..."
The little girl spun around for about ten circles, then suddenly stopped and squatted down. After squatting down, the little girl stretched out her white and tender right hand, gently stroking in mid-air about twenty centimeters above the ground.
One hand stroking, the little girl whispered: "Hush hush, hush hush, chubby baby sleep tight..."
After stroking for a while, the little girl suddenly turned her head, put her index finger on her lips, whispered softly, and said to the air beside her: "Don't talk, the fat baby is sleeping."
After finishing the sentence, the little girl slowly got up and quietly walked towards the side door of the old house. After entering the side door, she creaked it shut.
After the side door closed, I suddenly realized that there was no footprint left in all the places where the little girl had just passed.
"That little girl just now..."
I had only asked half of what I wanted to say when my master, the old Daoist of Bamboo Mountain, put his index finger in front of his mouth, signaling me to keep quiet and not speak.
Even when I was scolding the ghost, my master didn't stop me from speaking. This time, seeing just a little girl, my master Zhu Shan suddenly became so cautious.
The reaction of my master, Bamboo Mountain Old Dao, was somewhat unexpected. However, my master's reaction made me even more convinced that this old mansion is not simple.
At this time, my master Zhangshan Lao Dao had already crept hand in hand towards the side door of the old house. In this place, I could only feel a little bit safe by closely following Master Zhangshan Lao Dao. Therefore, I could only learn from his example and follow him cautiously like walking on thin ice.
That side door was only twenty or thirty meters away from me and Shifu Zhushan Lao Dao, so we quickly walked to the side of that door.
That side door was a blood-red wooden door. However, the wooden door had a thick layer of dust on it, as if no one had opened it for many years.
But the woman's footprints were clearly interrupted at this side door, which means that the woman must have entered through this door. Since the woman entered through this door and it won't open automatically, she must have pushed it open to enter.
That woman must be a human, when pushing this dusty door, she would definitely leave handprints. However, the dust on this wooden door has no signs of being disturbed. In other words, so far, no one has pushed open this wooden door with their hands.
That little girl just now, although she also pushed open the wooden door, didn't leave any handprint on the wooden door. However, that little girl just now also didn't leave a footprint on the ground.
That woman, she left footprints on the ground, but when pushing open the wooden door, there were no handprints. If that woman was a ghost, there shouldn't be any footprints; if that woman was human, then there should definitely be handprints on the wooden door.
Don't say I'm a little kid, even my master, Zhangshan Old Taoist, was stunned after seeing that wooden door.
My master, the old Taoist of Bamboo Mountain, has met countless people in his lifetime and seen many ghosts. However, he had never encountered a woman like this one, who could not be distinguished as human or ghost.
My master, Zhu Shan Lao Dao, stared at the red wooden door with a look of deep contemplation, as if he was thinking about something. I could sense it, my master seemed to be preparing to make a major decision, and this decision might bring him danger.
"It's no use, I can only bet on this one." Zhushan Lao Dao said to himself.
After finishing speaking, my master took out a copper coin from his pocket and handed it over to me.
"I'll go in and take a look, there must be danger inside, I won't let you risk it, just wait outside. This copper coin is 'soul-protecting money', I've refined it for 33 years, all you need to do is hold it tightly in your hand, no matter what kind of ghost or monster comes near, they can't get close to you. Even if the door-closing witch comes, she won't be able to move you."
