Chapter 77.

Tintin frowned and said don't ask me this, I don't like guessing.

I sighed and nodded, and could only continue to listen to him tell the story.

Ding Ding stayed in the courtyard at that time, just like an outsider, the other ghosts and monsters were busy setting up the spiritual hall, only he stood stupidly on the side, with nothing to do.

Until the green snake that had bitten him earlier, suddenly crawled in from the yard from outside the house, and in its body as thick as the mouth of a bowl, it rolled a straw man, moving and twisting to come in front of Ding Ding.

Ding Ding didn't dare to go over to mess with it, the previous experience was still fresh in his mind. He just stared blankly at the green snake, not knowing what it was going to do. He only saw it come to him, and suddenly flung the straw man towards his feet.

Ding Ding felt strange in his heart, thinking that it seemed as if it wanted to give this straw man to his appearance. Curious in his heart, he finally carefully picked up the straw man from the ground, fortunately the green snake stayed aside, although it kept its bloody mouth, it did not have the intention to bite him.

He carefully glanced towards the straw man and realized that this straw man was very delicately made, not as rough as those scarecrows placed in the fields to scare the sparrows. Each of the bundled grass threads on it was carefully selected, and even made complete features and limbs. The more he looked at it, the more incredible he felt.

Ding Ding stood it aside and realized that this straw man was actually the same height as himself, and even not much different in size. He suddenly had a strange feeling, as if this straw man was himself.

At this time my mother came to his side, Ding Ding froze for a moment, because of his previous experience, he is also a bully, so he behaved in a very disciplined manner, I think that if my mother and the hundred ghosts present were weaker, Ding Ding might have stormed up at once to show off his ghost-catching skills.

But fortunately, he had his own sense of propriety and knew that he could not act recklessly at this time, not to mention that his own life was at stake.

My mom told him that there is only one way to save him, that is, to find a person who was born in the same year, same month and same day as him to die on his behalf, as if he were a body double, which is used to confuse fish eyes for pearls.

When I heard this, I was slightly surprised, isn't this equivalent to saving a Ding Ding, but harming another innocent person?

Ding Ding glared at me and slapped me on the shoulder, which hurt so much that I shouted out at once. He said, Tan Xi, your quality is just low, don't interrupt when others are talking!

I hated to kick him right out of the hospital bed, but who let me have no power to fight back now.

Ding Ding said, this problem he also considered, although not permitted to really live, but the heart is still more or less a little bit over it, so a moment of some difficulty, he also does not have much chivalrous heart of a great man, he can live, certainly not directly rejected. Just can not pass the heart of that Kanzi, a time some hesitation.

But my mom seemed to see through his mind, laughed and said that this is the best method, but her own time is not much, at that time this night, may not be able to find a person with the same birth year as Ding Ding out. In other words, although this method was useful, the conditions were insufficient.

Ding Ding also understood the problem, he then realized that earlier he still felt guilty for letting others die for him was really thinking too much. He couldn't help but start worrying again.

But my mom seems to have taken everything into consideration, and I feel that even if I was once buried alive by her, and even if Lin Tian was almost killed by being used as a living sacrifice, something like harming an unrelated innocent person is something that my mom should still not be able to do.

However, since she wanted to help Ding Ding, at that time, everything must have been planned, it is impossible to tell Ding Ding the method, so that he later go to kill a person to die for so do.

My mom told her that there is a compromise, although the same is a substitute for death, but Ding Ding also need to pay some price.

Ding Ding was busy asking what it was, and my mom pointed towards the straw man next to her, saying that she relied on him to take the place of the dead, but this straw man was after all a dead thing, he lacked popularity and soul, and was considered to be abusive, but it was a no-win solution.

I thought about it for a while, as if an electric current flashed through my brain. Say, I was in the coffin and saw the one hanging on the human face tree, is it not you, but the straw man?

Ding Ding nodded and said Yes, it was that double.

I was a little surprised, carefully recalled, said no ah, I saw clearly at that time, the body of the skin, features, all kinds of and real people are not much difference, where like a straw man.

Ding Ding gave me a glance, said Tan Xi ah Tan Xi, with me to mix so long, you still see how so little? Not to mention that there was already a soul living in the straw man at that time, even if there wasn't, think about the paper man you encountered before, didn't he look like a living person when you first bumped into them?

I said, "Wait a minute, I'll get my thoughts together.

Lin Tian and I saw the first time the paper man, although that bastard can not speak, but we really can not see him and the normal people have what is different, although he was wearing some strange, but we did not put it on the mind, as people's bad taste. When we realized that something was wrong, it was still after Lin Tian saw the guy turn into a paper man in the rearview mirror.

Could it be that these things, such as straw men and paper men, can also be done to the point where it is difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts.

Ding Ding shook his head, said nothing difficult to distinguish, in fact, and the real difference is still very big, just you and Lin Tian can not distinguish it, to say that the real is difficult to distinguish, can still compare to your side of the painting skin?

Said, he despised a glance at me, I think of Lu Yao, slightly embarrassed, and hastened to hem and haw a smile to cover up the past.

Ding Ding went on to say, at that time, my mother's method, is to let that straw man disguised as Ding Ding's appearance, Ding Ding put some blood on it, so that it is stained with the smell of people.

These are quite simple to say, but which also requires the presence of a substitute soul.

I was busy asking him where to find this thing, it's hard to believe that my mom can still pick one out of those hundred ghosts for you.

I originally thought that this is a little unscientific, after all, those ghosts and monsters are subjugated to my mother, you let others out to die, according to the thinking of ordinary people, it is very difficult to convince the public, perhaps a poorly dealt with, but also to make the hundred ghosts to rebel and rebel.

Ding Ding asked me in return, said in addition to this, do you have other methods not.

I shook my head and said, "How do I know?

Ding Ding said, Tan Xi ah, in fact, at that time I quite admire your mother, raising ghosts to control ghosts and so on I also tried, but it is more trouble, but your mother can manage so many fierce ghosts and monsters, but also to do so that they are all convinced, which for me, never dare to imagine.

I nodded my head and said, not to mention that I have seen it with my own eyes, but when I heard about it at that time, I already found it unbelievable. However, according to my brother-in-law's words, this should be more of a reason for the blood peroxide.

Ding Ding disdainfully grunted, said blood perforation so what, you do not think about yourself, now meet so many ghosts and monsters, there is one to you to submit to no.

As soon as he said this, the hanging ghost frowned, then looked at me and pointed at himself.

Tintin and I looked at him like that, feeling both speechless, but I was more or less happy in my heart, barely taking him as the first good.

But Ding Ding this has a point, I Road now meet how many ghosts and monsters can not distinguish themselves. But there has not been the sight of 10,000 ghosts to come to the court, as mentioned in my brother-in-law's mouth. The blood peroxide may be the key to attracting ghosts, but what to do after attracting them, I'm not sure.

Ding Ding said, blood peroxide to attract a hundred ghosts, the premise is that you have to have the ability to harness a hundred ghosts, otherwise it is completely looking for death. Think about it, in your place, walking on the street, suddenly attracted by a pile of poop, but you can not control their own actions, like a joyful rush towards the poop, what will you think in your heart, surely hate that pile of poop flushed into the sewer eighteen times, so don't blame the ghosts that are suddenly attracted to the ghosts want to get you killed, other people are also very helpless.

I cursed, said damn you will not find a better thing to compare, I in how incapable also quite a few levels higher than the poop!

Ding Ding face embarrassed, raised his hand and shrugged, said it does not matter, the difference is not big.

I am very helpless, can only say, don't talk about these, you go on.

Ding Ding said, at that time, he was also very entangled in the matter of the soul, because here there is the relationship between the human face tree, and now in addition to the hundred ghosts in the yard, the neighborhood simply can not find other souls.

Fortunately, these things my mother has arranged, she let Ding Ding bloodletting after, suddenly let Ding Ding with red thread tied himself and that green snake. To this step, I busy said, this I understand, the soul is that green snake, the red thread is to tie your other soul together.

Ding Ding gave me a look and said, "What do you know!

My expression was dumbfounded, and I immediately decided never to speak again.

Although the same soul is tied, but after all, the green snake is an animal, and Ding Ding is a human, so Ding Ding also understand that the use of the green snake as a substitute for the death of the soul is completely impossible to have any effect.

My mom, however, was so sure that she just let Tintin take off his clothes. Ding Ding froze for a moment, but did as he was told, and it was only then that he realized that some greenish scales had grown on his shoulder where the green snake had bitten him earlier.

This scene can be Ding Ding scared not clear, he also do not know what the hell is going on, heart more or less a little worried.

But my mom told him that if he wanted the snake to die on his behalf, he had to at least merge their souls into one, so that it would be foolproof. In the future, these scales would continue to grow, as if this green snake, would grow on Tintin's body in a different way. This is the price Tintin needs to pay!

But what it would become in the end, my mom didn't dare to draw any conclusions, because this method had never been tested on anyone else. Tintin thought about it for a while and decided it was better than going out and killing people himself. And finally agreed.

It was only then that I realized the origin of the snake scales on Tintin's body, which had now increased in size quite a bit from what he had described, and I couldn't imagine exactly what it would become in the future.

I asked him, "Then what kind of situation are you in now?

Ding Ding tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, I'm now like this, it's called a snake spirit!