After the bandaging, I took a nap in the hospital, and it was already afternoon.
Father Michael O'Connell had, fortunately, fulfilled his duty, and it's also possible that I benefited from my constant money transfers today, and finally, he delivered some of the treasures he spoke of.
We returned home, and he introduced them to me one by one, such as incense, glutinous rice, and charms, which were the basic tools for warding off evil spirits. In addition, Father Michael O'Connell also brought a collection of treasures specifically for the female ghost, all of which were the things that the female ghost was most afraid of.
Some fragments of thunder-struck wood, used to sprinkle at the door to prevent the female ghost from entering.
The hair of a young child, the cockscomb of a rooster, placed inside the house, would ward off evil spirits and also make the female ghost appear due to fright.
Finally, there was a mirror facing the sky.
According to Father Michael O'Connell, as long as it was shined on the female ghost, the female ghost would definitely retreat.
"If it still can't be solved, you can live with me for a few days."
Father Michael O'Connell seemed very satisfied with the arrangement of the house, and after explaining all of this, he took the money and left.
Leaving me alone, standing silently in the house.
Today, I've spent money and bought props, I can be considered a RMB player, and there's no reason I can't really compete with that female ghost!
Just like this, until midnight, I put all my energy into waiting for the female ghost to arrive.
Time quickly came to three o'clock in the morning, and I suddenly felt the temperature in the house drop sharply, realizing that the female ghost was coming, and immediately watched the door nervously.
As a result, this time, the female ghost didn't knock.
Squeak.
The door, actually opened itself.
There was a footprint on the fragments of thunder-struck wood on the floor.
Not too big, not too small, wet.
Then, another one, another one...
The female ghost was walking towards me!
However, the female ghost didn't appear, and she casually walked on the damn thunder-struck wood!
You bastard... that Father Michael O'Connell, was simply a liar!
How could a few charms drawn casually have the power of a god? I'm afraid that the female ghost not entering the door yesterday was just teasing me!
So, humans still can't contend with ghosts and gods, right?
I despaired.
But I didn't want to give up on Buddy saving my life, so I took the last bit of luck and picked up the mirror facing the sky, and shined it in the direction of the female ghost.
But the footprints on the ground were still walking towards me step by step.
Useless.
Everything was useless.
Seeing the female ghost had already come in front of me, I wailed, and used all my strength to hit the mirror forward, and immediately a great force grabbed my arm, and fixed me, so I couldn't escape no matter how I struggled.
Suddenly, the excruciating pain came from my fingers.
I looked at my left hand in horror.
My fingernails were pulled off by the female ghost.
Although I couldn't see what the female ghost looked like, I could feel that she was lowering her head, carefully peeling my skin, starting from the fingernail wounds.
The excruciating pain of tearing, along with the wounds on my left hand, gradually ripped and spread.
I could only helplessly collapse against the wall, and watch as the thin skin on my left index finger was peeled off, inch by inch.
Seeing that the skin on my index finger had been completely peeled off, the nail on my ring finger was also pulled out with a sudden force!
"You motherfu--"
This time, the excruciating pain instead re-ignited my consciousness of resistance.
Even though the female ghost was still holding me tightly, I still exerted all my strength to pull out my hand and ran out the door!
In an instant, the skin on my left hand from my ring finger to my forearm was torn off in a long strip!
Thanks to this, I also felt that the force that had been holding my arm disappeared.
I was reborn, and hurriedly ran outside.
I ran to the door, turned my head to take a look, and my legs went weak.
The mirror facing the sky, which I had thrown on the table, reflected the appearance of the "female ghost".
She was skinny and frail, wearing a white dress soaked in water, and her pale face was covered in liver spots. Although she looked somewhat similar to the young girl who delivered takeout before, she was completely different.
-- She only had a short, choppy haircut, and "she" was a man!
This motherfu--! It's a male ghost!
In the mirror, I could see him still sneering at me.
"Why..."
I finally heard what he said, the hoarse voice that I had been hearing for the past two days.
I didn't have time to think, I pinched my own thigh, and rushed out of the building almost hysterically.