Lin Baici knew that without some intimidation, Qi Heng would definitely not comply, so he pulled out the Buddha's Talisman with the Ghost Baby: "What do you see this as?"
Qi Heng looked up and saw Lin Baici holding a golden chain, at the end of which hung a metal tag larger than a mahjong tile by two sizes.
"A Buddha's Talisman?"
Qi Heng had seen similar objects: "Is it from Siam?"
It is said that people in the entertainment industry love to use these things, nourishing ghost babies with Buddha's Talisman in order to become famous.
"Take another look?"
Lin Baici smiled.
Qi Heng's eyes widened. On the front of the Buddha's Talisman was the image of a deity, not solemn and majestic, but fierce and malevolent. On the reverse was a little ghost.
Chirp, chirp! Chirp, chirp!
Suddenly, the unsettling cry of a baby echoed in the washroom.
Qi Heng shivered with fright: "A Taboo thing?"
"Look behind you!"
Lin Baici reminded.
"Behind?"
