Chapter 423 The Singer's Song

One scene has not ended, and another one has begun.

The appearance of the hundred-headed monster baby forcibly tore apart the originally stalemate situation, and fell into another situation of confrontation between the two ghosts.

Chen Hansheng's pressure suddenly disappeared, and he was running towards Ji Li with joy. The sudden appearance of a force made his body stand still.

At the same time, Ji Li, who was blind, stopped his hand movements at this moment, and the ballad that enveloped everyone's heart gradually echoed.

This force was obviously so powerful that it was incomparable. At the moment it sounded, not only Ji Li and Chen Hansheng, but also the ghosts guarding the building and the hundred-headed monster baby showed a pause.

"The copper pipa, the colorful gauze, the tall lamp feet, the short sweet potato, the gold locks and silver rings were all torn off, and the blood flowed and the head was broken, but it was still babbling;

The copper pipa, the colorful gauze, the tall lamp feet, the short sweet potato, there was no marriage in this life, cut the flesh and bones and took it home."

The strange ballad appeared again.

The last time, the person humming the ballad was A Rong.

This time, the voice obviously came from an old woman, whose voice was much hoarser and deeper than Arong's.

And she was more skilled in handling the tone, and even had a more pleasant feeling.

But the biggest difference from the last time was that the two lines of ballads this time enveloped the entire room, as if they were loudspeakers, and spread out after hitting the walls everywhere.

Unfortunately, because Ji Li was blind, he didn't know whether time and space had returned to the last century this time.

However, through the difference in the source of the sound, he thought that perhaps the singer of these two lines did not show up.

Ji Li listened attentively to the magic brought by each word and the information revealed. He felt a hint of enlightenment between urgency and rest.

He had guessed long ago that Arong's story was an introduction.

Now, this story has the next part.

And the level of the singers of these ballads is obviously much higher than that of the building ghost.

At least, when it sang, even this paper-cut ghost did not dare to move.

"What happened in front of me?"

The two lines of the ballad had already been sung, but the surroundings were still immersed in that kind of strangeness, and no one moved.

Ji Li couldn't see it, so he could only ask the female voice.

The female voice's answer was also very simple, and she gave a quick reply:

"The surroundings are still the same, the hundred-headed monster baby and the tower ghost are frozen, and no other figures appear.

The chanter did not show up, only the voice was left."

Ji Li nodded, then things were right.

The time and space change when Arong appeared before was actually not important, what really mattered was this ballad.

If we put together what we heard now, there are four sentences:

"Black sesame, poppy, no food to eat, eat mud and sand, sell your own children, your intestines are rotten and you hate your mother;

Black sesame, poppy, no food to eat, eat mud and sand, did evil things in the previous life, reincarnation is caught by ghosts.

Copper pipa, washing colorful gauze, tall lamp legs, short sweet potatoes, gold locks and silver rings are all torn off, bleeding and head broken, still babbling;

Copper pipa, washing colorful gauze, tall lamp legs, short sweet potatoes, there is no marriage in this life, cut the meat and bones and take it home."

This ballad is very simple, like a folk tune sung by elderly people, but the content is very profound.

The simpler it is, the more profound it is. Ji Li lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, but he couldn't guess it at all.

And reality didn't give him more time to find the answer. When his thoughts just started, a series of strange noises woke him up.

After the female voice exclaimed, she held Ji Li's arm and dragged him to the left, explaining in a low voice:

"The power of the chanter disappeared, and the strange baby and the tower ghost were mixed together. From the current situation, the battle should be fifty-fifty.

But the hundred-headed strange baby is more sinful than ghost after all, and it won't last long. We must find a way out!"

Ji Li nodded calmly and let the female voice grab his arm. At this time, he could only trust this person completely.

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Hansheng's slightly weak voice came first: "Manager Ji! Come with me to save Guanqi."

Chen Hansheng finally regained his freedom under the restraint of the hundred-headed strange baby. Since he used the beast tattoo on his body to come to the soul-suffocating place, he has been fighting with the tower ghost.

Although his appearance greatly slowed down the speed of Li Guanqi being killed, he was still unable to save him.

In an emergency, he did not think about how Ji Li got here, and why Zhu Xiaoning did not follow him, but was only focused on saving Li Guanqi.

However, Ji Li spoke coldly at this moment, pouring cold water on him:

"You rescued him, which is equivalent to releasing part of the power of the building ghost. If we don't find a way to survive, we will die together if we rescue him."

As long as Li Guanqi was hung on the ceiling, he would continuously restrain part of the power of the building ghost.

Now the hundred-headed monster baby and the building ghost with incomplete power can be evenly matched, but if this power is released, it will be defeated quickly.

"This store manager Chen didn't listen to you. He is operating the shadow puppet general to chop the red paper!"

The female voice's retelling made Ji Li frown. He didn't think Chen Hansheng didn't understand this truth, so he was still insisting on doing it now, maybe he had other purposes.

He didn't believe that Chen Hansheng really had any deep feelings for Li Guanqi, because Li Congrong didn't tell Li Guanqi about this person before he died.

This shows that Chen Hansheng had other plans for Li Guanqi.

Ji Li might be extreme. He was used to the evil of human nature and would never believe in such illusory emotions, let alone tolerate Chen Hansheng getting what he wanted.

He reached into his arms, took out the miniature paper house, and handed it to his side:

"The paper house is the carrier of the building ghost connecting the reality and the soul. To some extent, it is the carrier of the two places.

Since the life gates of the reality and the soul cannot be broken, try to break the paper house!"

The female voice took the paper house, but said confusedly: "But I tried it before, this thing can't be damaged..."

Ji Li suddenly looked back, closed his eyes and looked at the battlefield between the building ghost and the hundred-headed monster baby.

To be precise, he was looking at the small bedroom behind them.

"The arrival of the chanter gave me a hint of life. Do you remember how the paper house was made?"

"Isn't it just paper cutting?"

"Yes! It was cut out! So the way to break it can only rely on scissors, that special pair of scissors."

The real difficulty of this building ghost is to realize the specialness of the reality and the soul, and come to the place where the soul is strangled.

The life gate that Ji Li said before has been opened refers to this aspect.

Because he remembered clearly that before leaving, Arong put the bamboo basket and scissors containing paper cuttings back under the table in the small bedroom.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she nodded heavily while holding the paper house: "I'll go get the scissors for you!"

There were all kinds of noises around, the fight between the strange baby and the building ghost, and the chopping and smashing sounds of Chen Hansheng controlling the shadow puppet general.

Ji Li listened alone and quietly. He wanted to create space for the woman to retrieve the scissors, attract the attention of the building ghost, and stop Chen Hansheng from saving Li Guanqi.

He slowly raised his right hand, brushed over his left shoulder and gently stroked it, and said softly:

"Little guy, are you awake?

Help me snatch the shadow puppet of that person..."