The others were panicked by Xiao Fei's shouting, this ancient feudal society was originally superstitious, and now it is the dark and dreary middle of the night, which is the time when ghosts are infested. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEveryone thought that Xiao Fei had seen a ghost for no reason, and they were all so frightened that they were at a loss, looking at the place where Xiao Fei was pointing randomly, they were at a loss, and they were at a loss.

"Where are the ghosts?" Although I come from a modern society that has been baptized by materialism, I am still half-convinced of mysteries, but I have a slightly better reaction than them. So I couldn't help but look around. There was nothing unusual in the room, except for the occasional swaying and flickering light that blew in from the corner of the wall. And there was obviously no one else coming in except us, and when we looked at it, we could see the small space in full view. "Could it be that one of us is a ghost?" I shuddered at the thought of this, "This is terrible, did we enter the haunted house in a daze, and this family is all ghosts?" But when I carefully observed their voices and smiles, there was not the slightest abnormality, nor did I suddenly have many long tongues, few eyes, or anything like that. I accidentally glanced at the potholed gray earth, and it was not right, the shadows on the ground were more than enough to vaguely see the different shadows of the five of us. And the legendary ghost has no shadow, so what the hell is going on?

The old woman was still chanting words, but Di Qing and his brother calmed down a little, it seemed that this ghost was unusually quiet, and did not make any movement, maybe it was a cowardly coward, they were no longer as afraid as they were just now, and began to search for the haunting ghosts floating in the house.

Xiao Di Qing also picked up a stool by hand, "The ghost is here to kill the ghost, what are you afraid of him? The boss also swore and said, "It doesn't matter what headless ghosts, hanged ghosts, severed arm ghosts, one-eyed ghosts, you can appear quickly, what kind of heroes are you hiding in Tibet!" However, the so-called ghost still didn't react at all, it was dead, everything was empty, and it probably didn't care to be a hero in my heart.

The old woman trembled and said, "Just because you don't see it doesn't mean you don't see it." The children's glasses are bright, and they can see those ghost things from the underworld that ordinary people can't see, maybe there is really that thing, it's better to believe in it than to believe in it, you go quickly, quickly kill the black girl outside, the blood of the black dog is the most evil. Everyone smeared the dog's blood on their bodies, and those ghost things didn't dare to go up. She continued to chant the words, "Amitabha, evil ghosts, harm me, it has nothing to do with the children." ”

I suddenly remembered that Xiao Fei had a high fever and was talking nonsense? But wasn't he okay just now? I quickly ran to his side and touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever, could it be that he was evil, because- yes, because of the painting.

I looked at him from where he was, and sure enough, something was wrong. I saw those ghostly Arhats blinking their eyes, as if they were smiling, it was really weird, all the eyes moved, in the middle of the night, when the lights were dim, it added a few horrors, I also stayed for a long time before I came back to my senses, hoarse and jumped back eight feet away, shouting, "In the painting, there are ghosts in the painting-"

They were about to go out to kill the black dog, but when they heard this, they all stopped in their tracks, and suddenly laughed loudly. I heard their laughter in confusion and their hair was clouded. What the hell is going on? But there is less timidity.

"What kind of ghost am I talking about, after a long time, it turns out that there are ghosts in this painting, so there are no ghosts. Actually, I was just about to tell you. Let you forget about it for a while. Where in the world are ghosts, even if there are, they don't do bad things in their lives, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. The knife-faced man smiled with relief. Di Qing and the old woman also looked at each other and smiled, and Xiao Fei and I were able to breathe evenly.

"I saw that you really came to buy it, so I told you this secret. According to the old monk Guan Xiu swore to my ancestor that this painting can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon and other bullshit, saying that if you stay in our house for a hundred years, you will definitely bless our family with some nobles, what eternal beauty, eternal name and other nonsense. Therefore, for the sake of the great future of our children and grandchildren, the previous generations have always lived in poverty and have not been reluctant to do it. But it's been so long, our Di family, not to mention what kind of nobleman it is, not even half of the showman, either a farmer who farms, or a woodcutter who chops wood, anyway, 100 years have passed, and I haven't seen any shadow of a nobleman, so I just sold it, I think this old monk is farting when he speaks. The knife-faced man said indignantly. But I was shocked in my heart: "This old monk Guan Xiu is really like a god, what a great prophet, it seems that this Di Qing is probably the famous celebrity in history." ”

"Hey, so we thought about it, and decided to sell it with pain, and the eldest man is not too young, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law. A young man of his age in the village is almost as old as you. But you also see that our family is destitute, there is no way, only to sell this painting is the way out, but those who are in the painting shop do not know the goods, and say that such a scary monk who buys it, so it has been sold for a long time and there is still no result, and I lie in the rice jar all day to sleep. The old woman sighed and said.

"Actually, I like this painting a lot, and I can't bear it, but my brother's happiness is more important. Di Qing said reluctantly.

"By the way, why do those Arhat's eyes move for no reason?" Xiao Fei found that there were no ghosts or anything like that, they were all made up out of thin air, so he scratched his head embarrassedly and asked curiously.

"I don't know why, but this painting has always had this wonderful characteristic. During the day, there is no doubt that ordinary paintings are normal, but in the dead of night, as the lights in the room change, the eyes of these monks will turn flexibly. The knife-faced man said quickly, and the old woman and Di Qing next to him were also stunned, looking puzzled.

"These ugly-looking monks not only paint vividly, but also their eyes move like cartoons, and they almost open their mouths to speak, which is really a miraculous work. I thought to myself.

"Also, what makes this painting different from other paintings is that it moves, and it moves differently in different light. For example, a faint candlelight is not the same as a full moon night with a bright moon in the sky. However, this depends on whether you are destined to be a person, and you must see it when the moon is bright. Although I remember that today is the middle of the month, but just now when we passed by on the road, it seems that there are only a few bright stars in the sky, it seems that you have come at the wrong time, only wait until the next opportunity to come and see. The knife-faced man sighed and said with regret.

We were all curious, and looked at the mysterious painting carefully, and the strange thing was that after a few more glances, we felt that the monk was no longer so terrible, but suddenly felt a sense of kindness and loveliness, which was really strange! But what a pity, I really can't imagine what kind of strange picture this painting is when the moonlight flows? Could it be that their eyebrows are moving, their noses are moving, or their mouths are moving together? What kind of move is it, it's really not beautiful, it seems that today can only be disappointed, only another day to come to visit, to find out.

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