It is an unwritten folk law amongst the Chinese that when a
person has seen a ghost, it is best just to keep quiet and ignore its presence;
then this ghost will leave him/her alone. Otherwise he/she shall always be
bugged by this spirit for a very long time. So said, not all the ghosts like to
bug people; but we will never know.
Aunty Fiona and her 7-year-old daughter Felicia can see
ghosts with their naked eyes. According to Aunty Fiona, there is a little kid
spirit that liked to come to their house in JB to play. Because Aunty Fiona is
a Buddhist and she has a compassionate heart, she let the spirit to roam about
and she has no intention to harm this little spirit. However, having said so;
the kid spirit was fond of scaring Felicia the living daylight out of her.
This kid ghost would suddenly appear in front of Felicia and
showed its ugly appearance, or it would suddenly give Felicia’s pony tail a
strong tug thus causing the little girl to fall and cry. Strange as it might
be, this little ghost dared not disturb Aunty Fiona for some reasons. At first
Aunty Fiona thought the little ghost would behave itself until one night when little
Felicia’s grandpa came for a visit.
Felicia was afraid of being disturbed by this mischievous
little ghost, so she adamantly wanted to sleep with her grandpa. Her grandpa
agreed and Felicia slept on the side of the bed facing the wall while her
grandpa slept on the outer side. He hoped that his little granddaughter would
have a good sleep and not disturbed by this naughty spirit. Everything went
well until half past midnight, Felicia suddenly opened her eyes feeling someone
was staring her.
Felicia was sleeping with her face facing the wall. As soon
as she opened her eyes, there she saw the half decayed face of the little ghost
appeared in front of her. Due to fright, Felicia burst in tears and cried at
the top of her lungs. Everyone in the house was awakened by this outburst of
cries, and the neighbours too. While her grandpa was consoling Felicia, Aunty Fiona
quickly went to the kitchen and grab a handful of raw rice grains. When she
returned to the bedroom, the mischievous kid spirit was standing near the room
door.
Aunty Fiona quickly threw the rice grains towards the bedroom
door and suddenly there was a disembodied cry heard in the air, and a white
cloth hung near the door was tainted with bluish substance. She thought that
the little ghost might be hurt and the blue substance could be its blood.
Since Aunty Fiona has not seen the little ghost for a few
days now, she came to me for advice. And I suggested to help her catching the
little spirit and tugged it into a small bottle, or I could pulverize it with
my sky-iron phurpa; or I could also summon a demon to devour the little kid
ghost… But Aunty Fiona rejected all my proposals. Since the kid spirit has not
returned, I assured Aunty Fiona that it may have escaped to elsewhere. If it does
return to create trouble again, she knows where to look for me.
Interestingly speaking, once I wielded my sky-iron phurpa
and struck it towards the ground during my phurpa dance; I noticed a pool of
deep blue substances on the floor similar to what Aunty Fiona described.
Perhaps some spirit was hurt by my sky-iron phurpa and shed some blood on the
floor… Maybe it is true that ghost’s blood is indeed blue in colour.
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