The Tale of the Ghost Eyes

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Regarding the Huai Shuling French style a few days later, Zhao Laohei did not rush to my house. First, he asked us to pay attention to the French style. Second, he came to confirm that I had not been harassed by the kid.

Of course, Zhao Laohei also ran several times to Shuanglin's house. As always, Wang Chunmei went crazy all day long. I heard that there was another time when he got up in the middle of the night and chopped off the head of her uncle's big cock.

It is strange that no one heard the rooster in advance that night. When everyone heard the movement and found the henhouse, they saw Wang Chunmei holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a rooster without a head in one hand, and the head of the rooster was thrown. On the mouth of the henhouse.

Wang Chunmei's body was also covered with blood stains, but this is not strange. The strange thing is that the wire on the mouth of the henhouse still hangs the doll that Wang Chunmei often holds, and she is also carrying the chicken neck to feed the doll with blood. He kept saying, "The boy is good, drink more, drink more and not hungry. Who will let this thing disturb you in the middle of the night?"

Seeing Wang Chunmei ’s actions, Wang ’s family was terrified, but fortunately, Wang Chunmei ’s father and uncle were present, so he boldly treated Wang Chunmei again, and tied him back to the bed. The doll was originally thrown away by Wang's family, but afraid that Wang Chunmei could not see that the doll was making it worse, she took it back with nausea.

After this incident was spread, several neighbors of the Shuanglin family were very frightened. They locked up their chicken coop and everything in the middle of the night. They were afraid that Wang Chunmei would go crazy and kill his own cock.

The time was fast, and the day before the semester started, Shang Haoming and his dad came over a day earlier.

In order to do routine things, as soon as they came, my dad and Zhao Laohei invited Shang Haoming and his dad to my house, and told them about the devil.

After listening to it, Shang Haoming's father said: "Lao Shi, Lao Zhao, these things you said are really fake, so it sounds so mysterious?"

Zhao Laohei said: "This matter has already been publicized in the township. If you don't believe it, go and ask yourself to make sure that what you heard is more mysterious than what I said."

Shang Haoming ’s dad asked again: “Then you said that Xiao Hao would be in danger if it ’s dangerous. I do n’t want to hide it. The child did n’t take a rest for a holiday. Every night he dreamed of a rotten body. The child went to him, wanted to play with him, took him away, and all got mad for the child. "

When Dad Shang Haoming finished talking, I went to see Shang Haoming. He looked very spirited, at least more spirited than me and Zhao Jie, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't dad talk nonsense , I actually feel that it ’s strange to have that dream all the time, and I ’m not really afraid, and in the dream I can feel that the child is afraid, saying that I want to play with me, but once I get close to him, he runs far . "

Hearing the conversation between us and Shang Haoming, Zhao Laohei said: "Haoming is a natural yang body, and ordinary ghosts can't invade the body, so the ghost can trust you with dreams, but can't interfere with you. Thinking can't hurt you. "

At this point, Zhao Laohe paused, and then continued with a smile: "It seems that Hao Ming is the most suitable candidate for this French style. That little devil can't invade his body, and he can't destroy the French style. Once this is done, In French, even if the kid doesn't want to go, the only worry is that during the French process, the kid went crazy and hurt others. "

My dad interjected and said, "Then let the others follow?"

Zhao Laohei shook his head and said, "No, this matter involves too many people. Xiaoyong, Xiaojie, Haoming, Wang Chunmei, these are the people who are targeted by the imp, if one of them is not present, the imp It may be possible to get rid of the French and find someone who has a relationship with him. As long as the imp is separated from the altar by a certain distance, the French will be useless. It is also in vain if we are too busy there. This is why the Taoists always ask The reason why the people and relatives must be present. "

When Zhao Laohei said this, everyone would not speak for a while, and I said next to him: "I have three amulets on my body, but the four of us are not enough points. If we follow some adults, it will not be enough."

Zhao Laohei smiled and said, "This is easy to handle. Hao Ming is a yang body, and I should not use amulets. In addition, I also have a thing. When the time comes, Hao Ming should be able to come in handy. You, Xiaojie, and Wang Chunmei should be one each. Enough is enough. As for the adults, stand under the Huaishu Ridge. It should be fine if they are not close to the altar, and I have some Taoism, and self-protection should be reluctant. "

Listening to Mr. Zhao's arrangement, we suddenly had a lot of confidence in tomorrow's French style.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon the next day. We invited our family for half a day in the afternoon, and we packed up with our family and walked to Huaishu Ridge. This incident also shocked a lot of neighborhood neighbors, so there were many people who came to see the lively Even people from several villages near Huaishuling saw many of us in the battle.

Seeing that there were more people in the back, my dad asked Zhao Laohei: "Lao Hei, there are so many people behind this, are you okay?"

Zhao Laohei said: "It's okay. If there are more people, the yang will be heavy, and the little devil will not dare to be arrogant. , I ca n’t even send it away. "

So while walking, Zhao Laohei said: "Fellow folks, when you get to the ground in a while, everyone is watching the lively line, but don't follow too close, otherwise we will not be able to bear the responsibility.

At this time, Wang Chunmei, the evil spirit, was behind us. She was tied to a stretcher. Her dad and uncle carried her. She cried and laughed all the way. There was a **** rag doll on the stretcher. This makes Zhao Laohei's words more full of deterrence, because if Zhongxie, they will likely become the same as Wang Chunmei.

So a group of people went back halfway, and of course there were a group of bold people who continued to follow behind, looking a little bit lifeless.

We walked for a long time before we reached Huaishu Ling, and we rested several times along the way. When we arrived at Lingzi, Zhao Laohe prepared the table and joss sticks, and then let the Wang family put Wang Chunmei's stretcher on the table Next to.

As soon as he arrived at Huaishuling, Wang Chunmei suddenly became quiet, not crying or shouting, but kept tears silently, as if remembering something sad.

Zhao Laohei also ordered the adults to retreat to another Lingzi, leaving only a few of our children here with Zhao Laohei and Wang Chunmei.

Of course, before the adults left, they inevitably asked us for a while.

Although Shang Haoming was encouraged by all kinds of things, he still asked me nervously: "Xiaoyong, if a ghost comes to me for a while, you can help me as a point, I have no amulet!"

Zhao Jie said: "Hao Ming, you can rest assured, as long as the ghost is close to you, I will pat the copper money in your hand."

Shang Haoming also excitedly said a good brother.

At this time, I had already divided all the amulets according to the instructions of Zhao Laohei, Zhao Jie coin, Wang Chunmei small compass.

The reason why Wang Chunmei calmed down may have something to do with putting the compass on her.

Zhao Laohei took out a purple stone and handed it to Shang Haoming, saying: "This is the last treasure that my master left me when I came back from school, and it was an amulet. You ’re holding the implement today, and I ’ll let you do whatever you want in a while, and let you say what you say, remember? ”

Shang Haoming took the egg-like purple stone and nodded and said, "Uncle Zhao, rest assured, I will listen to you."

Zhao Laohei was relieved, and then sorted out his robe, and then picked up the peach wood sword, let us people, except Shang Haoming, stand on the other side of the table.

Zhao Jie and I also hurried to the side, and Wang Chunmei, who was across from us, was still weeping, but he didn't make any sound.

The adults under Lingzi were also worried one by one, and looked hard at us, but at this far distance, even if they looked at it, they didn't know.

Zhao Laohei looked up at the sky, and then lit up the prepared incense candles. The tribute was also neatly placed on the table. Then he said to us: "It's about time, I'm going to start."

Hearing this sentence, several of our children became nervous immediately, because Zhao Laohei said that the first step of this method is to lead the devil out to us, and because we are all related people, in this In the French style, we can see the little ghost with or without psychic eyes, and we can see the ghost directly, which naturally makes us nervous.

As for me, a person who has always been able to see ghosts directly, there is also tension, because this ghost is a more powerful ghost than Xiaochun Niang, and it belongs to the kind of baby who ca n’t control his emotions. If he is upset , That's perfect.

Just when I was thinking about it, Zhao Laohei had stepped forward in front of the serving table, and then took out a yellow rune. It was also broken and read. After a spell was read, there was no reflection around it, as if it was the same as Master Huang of the day. In the same way, there is no slight spiritual fluctuation.

Zhao Laohei cursed his eyebrows and said, "Does my own painting's Fulu have no effect at all, can't I even do it from the altar? I don't believe it, I'm in a hurry like a decree, give it to me!"

As Zhao Laohei squeezed Fu Lu, he took a few more steps, and then slammed his foot on the ground, but still did not move at all. Shang Haoming asked Zhao Laohei with some worry, "Uncle, have you started yet?"

Zhao Laohei embarrassedly said: "I'm a bit shallow, I can't play the altar ..."

We calculated everything and prepared everything, but did not count that Zhao Laohe could n’t get up the altar, and if it could n’t get up, then everything behind us would n’t be able to proceed, and we would have left the road for most of the day.

Looking at Zhao Laohei's awkward look, I thought about it and said, "Uncle Zhao, why don't you let me try it? You tell me the spell on the altar, I'll try it!"