48: Chapter 48: Secret Weapon 48: Chapter 48: Secret Weapon Chen Hai’s words seemed quite reasonable, and he appeared to be full of confidence.
But in fact, it was merely his speculation.
Was that really the case?
He himself was not entirely sure.
Someone took out a watch to check the time.
It was only midnight, still some time before 1 AM.
From now until the cock’s crow in the morning, at least another three or four hours were needed.
Immersed in playing cards, this amount of time might easily pass.
But now, for those who felt every moment dragged like years, even three or four minutes felt extremely long.
“Chen Hai, do we really have no way to leave this haunted place?”
People looked at each other, and it was Lin Lan who spoke up.
If it were someone else who asked this question, Chen Hai might have pretended not to hear, but since Lin Lan asked, he had to respond somewhat!
“The strangest thing in this house is definitely that Mahjong set!”
Fine, burn that Mahjong set.
Maybe, we can truly escape.”
After pondering with his head tilted for a long time, Chen Hai finally spoke, making this suggestion.
In fact, he was optimistic about his own suggestion.
After all, he believed that the collective yang energy of their group of eight was not too weak.
And the Spirit of Obsession had the power to trap all of them in this wooden cabin, its strength should not be underestimated.
Could simply burning a Mahjong set break the situation?
“Burn the Mahjong set?
Can this thing even catch fire?” No sooner had Chen Hai finished speaking than someone questioned this.
“Idiot, didn’t we bring plastic bags and bottles?
Those are very easy to ignite!”
“There are also plenty of broken chairs and rotten wood in the house.”
“Together with the few candles we have left in our hands, is it hard to start a bonfire?”
Before Chen Hai could answer, someone among them had already come up with a feasible plan.
With everyone working together, plastic bags and bottles were quickly sorted out.
Several broken chairs were smashed into many pieces by a few boys, which were then stacked together with the rotten wood found inside the house.
Hu Zhiyong picked up a candle, ready to light the bonfire, when a gust of cold wind blew over and the candle flame suddenly went out.
Bracing himself, he tried several more times.
Unfortunately, each attempt ended the same way; whenever they tried to light the bonfire, a gust of cold wind would come and extinguish the flame immediately.
“Brother Hai, the fire can’t be lit, we can’t burn the Mahjong at all?” His body shivering, Hu Zhiyong spoke, seeking help from Chen Hai.
“Don’t rush, let me think!”
Tilting his head, Chen Hai looked left and right, his eyes constantly darting around.
Next, he took Lin Lan and Li Ying aside, whispering and discussing something indistinct.
Soon, Chen Hai, with his hands behind his back, calmly walked back to where Hu Zhiyong and the others were preparing to light the fire to burn the Mahjong.
The few girls followed closely and also approached.
Among them, the others were fine, but Li Ying, for some reason, appeared as if she were drunk, her face flushed red, red all the way to her ears.
She lowered her head and intermittently bulged her eyes, her face full of resentment as she glared fiercely at Chen Hai.
If someone unaware of the situation saw this scene, they might mistakenly think that Chen Hai had done something horrendous to her!
“Hu Zhiyong, Zhang Zhi, you guys, keep trying to light the fire!”
Ignoring Li Ying’s appearance, Chen Hai directly addressed the boys, giving his orders.
“Okay, Brother Hai,” Hu Zhiyong nodded.
He picked up the candle he had just lit and tried to ignite the pieces of plastic under the broken wood.
Just like before, as soon as his candle got near the tangled plastic bags, a cold wind swept through.
“Damn it, come out and show yourself…”
With a roar like thunder, Chen Hai, who had been prepared for a while, threw the secret weapon he had specially prepared towards the direction from which the cold wind had come.
Spirits, born from illusions and anchored in reality, can shuttle between the Material World and the Spirit Realm, their existence form is quite eerie.
While Hu Zhiyong and the others were trying to light the fire, Chen Hai’s Divine Soul had already left his Physical Body, closely monitoring the surroundings.
After returning to his body, he was constantly influenced by illusions.
Only after soul departure did he have a chance to glimpse the truth.
The existence form of spirits, eerie as they may be, was definitely material when it came to that sweeping cold wind.
To ordinary people, wind is invisible and intangible, but through the eyes of Chen Hai’s Divine Soul, he could clearly see the invisible wind.
Without a doubt, the source of that cold wind was the exact location of the Spirit of Obsession.
The secret weapon used by Chen Hai was a blood-stained sanitary pad, and looking at Li Ying’s face, one could guess where exactly that came from!
Such a filthy object could contaminate the spirit, altering its form of existence, causing it to temporarily fall into the Material World.
Don’t ask Chen Hai how he knew these things.
The answer is he didn’t know.
After all, what he understood was basically all cobbled together from the bizarre knowledge in his head.
“Snap…” Though striking at nothing, the impact of the sanitary pad still made a crisp sound.
Then, a continuously distorting mist started to materialize in what seemed like empty air.
When it first appeared to everyone, it was just a mist.
But in the blink of an eye, it began to morph into the figure of a skinny old lady.
“A ghost, there’s a ghost…”
Several girls screamed in fright.
Particularly Sun Fang, whose trouser legs were already wet, with liquid still incessantly trickling down.
“Fear nothing, watch my Pure Yang Cannon!”
Chen Hai bellowed, stepping forward and getting into position.
Following that, a fresh stream of child’s urine, covering the sky, fell onto the still-distorting, not fully formed skinny old lady.
True to its name as an exorcism holy object, though unassuming in appearance, it fizzed upon contact with the skinny old lady’s body.
Originally not yet fully formed, her body instantly became much more ethereal.