Zhou Xiaoliu, who had been entangled all night, faced the east again at six o'clock in the morning, and when she had just posed to recite the mantra silently, she suddenly found that habit was really a terrible thing, and she would never practice it again before she figured it out.

The old man was vague, what did he owe him, and it was worth him to call him back to live again? Except for the rune paper he bought, I didn't see him have any other skills, and the books he memorized were not systematic. As for saying that you can feel a trace of warmth in your dantian, nonsense, anyone who stares at a part of the body wholeheartedly, after a long time, can feel the difference, don't believe it, you stare at the pulse for a while, do you feel that the beating there is much more obvious than your action between sitting and sleeping?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoliu couldn't get serious, so she made a gesture and changed her movements at will as if she was having fun, and she was right to dance a fitness dance. It's just that she suddenly danced a movement that she had never practiced before, and she couldn't help but whisper the word "receive" in her mouth. As soon as the words fell, countless purple qi came from the east, scrambling to drill into the center of her eyebrows, entangled with the purple qi stored in her pineal gland before, gathering and dispersing, and then turning into countless sharp swords and stabbing around, as if to expand the territory.

Zhou Xiaoliu could "see" this process, and in surprise, she felt an explosive pain spread in her eyebrows, and her entire head was occupied in an instant, she screamed in pain, and before she could hold her head with both hands, she had fallen straight down.

"Mom, Xiaoliu fainted again!" Zhou Xiaofang, the second sister who got up early and went out to ask her friends to sign up for school, just returned to the flat ground outside the corridor, and saw Zhou Xiaoliu falling, she hurriedly shouted.

Zhou Xiaoliu had a dream.

In the dream, there was a woman with her back to her, dressed in red, riding a white tiger with hanging eyes on her side, stretching out a tender white hand, unconsciously twisting the hair on the neck of the white tiger, and asked quietly: "White Tiger, it is said that the grass and trees are ruthless, why am I so sad?" Zhou Xiaoliu wanted to see the woman's face clearly, but he felt that he was like a stone sculpture in the dream, unable to move. She just looked at this person quietly and a tiger, and gradually, she was confused again.

Zhou Xiaoliu woke up to find that he was sleeping on the bed on the door of his sisters, with no one around him, and his head was still smeared with bone-setting potion.

"Mortals are so weak!" a thought flashed through her mind. Then she laughed at herself a little, as if you weren't a mortal. She was stunned, what was wrong with herself, talking to herself like a fine person?

"Squeak", the door was pushed open, and the eldest sister Zhou Xiaohong walked in: "Xiaoliu, you can be regarded as awake, if you don't wake up, you will have to spend money to send you to the doctor." ”

Probably because there is less money and more children, so the adults in the village are not like later, the children are so nervous when they get sick, they usually buy some incense and candles, paper money, take a piece of children's clothes, go to the fork in the road or under the big tree that the child passes by before the illness to burn and worship, shout the child's name and let the child go home, pick up a few small stones, and let the child rest under the pillow for two days. That's right, this kind of behavior is "soul calling".

I don't know if it's effective or not, anyway, Zhou Xiaoliu was sick when she was a child in her previous life, and adults do it like this, she rarely takes injections and medicines.

"Where's Mom?" Zhou Xiaoliu still remembered what the old man said, she had to stick to Zhou's mother and not let Zhou's mother get close to the big camphor tree by the stream.

"Mom went to the stream to call you a soul, you have fainted twice, Mom said that you may have scared off your soul there", Zhou Xiaohong said: "If it is not good to call a soul, then I will spend money to take you to the town to see a doctor tomorrow." ”

"Oops!" When Zhou Xiaoliu heard this, he was anxious, so he got out of bed and ran to the stream at the entrance of the village.

"Where are you going?shoes, shoes!" Zhou Xiaohong picked up the shoe that Zhou Xiaoliu didn't put on and ran away in a hurry, looked at Zhou Xiaoliu who had run away inexplicably, thought about it, and still followed, this is winter, don't freeze it.

"Little Liu, come back quickly......" Zhou's mother was standing under the big camphor tree, holding a thin coat worn by Zhou Xiaoliu, dangling in a circle around the burning incense candles and paper money, singing in a long voice, rubbing her eyes from time to time, it should be smoked. The second sister and the third sister were also beside her, and shouted softly with a little shyness. Zhou Peng and Zhou Cheng are not there, so they probably went to play elsewhere.

Zhou Xiaoliu suddenly rushed over with one bare foot, looking straight at the trunk with his eyes, startling Zhou's mother. Zhou's mother thought to herself, she really lost her soul here, so she called her soul even harder.

Although the female ghost was injured last night, when she saw Zhou Xiaoliu coming, she didn't mean to be afraid, but still leaned under the tree and slowly collected the paper money. As more and more paper money was collected, the faster the place where she had been injured and bleeding before healed. She made a "what can you do with me" expression to Zhou Xiaoliu while collecting the paper money. Seeing that Zhou Xiaoliu looked nervous, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou's mother again, and then put his hands in front of him in the shape of claws, and tore them both sides, his puffy face was full of smug smiles, and his fangs were laughing.

Zhou Xiaoliu only stared at the female ghost and did not move, she made up her mind, as long as the female ghost dared to touch Zhou's mother, she would repeat the old trick, first eat the female ghost into her stomach, and then ask the old man to see, is there any other rune paper that can deal with the female ghost. Besides... She had no other way.

Zhou Xiaoliu was staring at the female ghost with a good eye, suddenly her arm was pulled, she looked back, a little boy about the same age as her bared his sharp tiger teeth and smiled silently at her, his face was unusually pale and transparent, the cyan veins on his face were dense, and his eyes were half-white, and Zhou's mother and her second sister and third sister didn't seem to see him. She felt that the purple qi on her forehead had been churning hard, as if she only needed to break through her skin again before it came out.

Yesterday, when her parents were fighting, when facing a female ghost, she only felt a small wisp of purple qi move slightly, could it be that this little ghost is more powerful than a female ghost? Is this a child of a female ghost, or is it a passing ghost? When did so many ghosts come out and walk around in broad daylight?

Zhou Xiaoliu's heart was mentioned again, she wanted to prevent the two ghosts from attacking her family. Obviously, this imp is even more powerful, and she chooses to keep an eye on the imp first.

The little ghost pulled Zhou Xiaoliu's arm again, and a burst of coldness came from the pulled hand, Zhou Xiaoliu shivered, and she looked at the little ghost vigilantly.

"Don't you like her?" the little ghost asked Zhou Xiaoliu.

Zhou Xiaoliu nodded instinctively, although she didn't know what the relationship between the little ghost and the female ghost was, but she didn't like the female ghost who beat her family's idea, she couldn't wait for the female ghost to disappear immediately.

"I'll help you deal with her!" said the imp. I saw the little ghost stretch out his hands, clasp his hands together, and read the word "receive", and the female ghost screamed for the third time in two days, and the female ghost was no longer seen under the tree, and the big camphor tree seemed to be full of vitality and straightened up its branches.

Zhou Xiaoliu opened his mouth wide, what is the situation, this female ghost who gave her a headache was accepted so simply? It seems that the ghost may also have real skills, maybe the old man is just too low-key? ?

"What the hell are you?" Zhou Xiaoliu asked the little ghost with a face of "praise me, praise me" after killing the female ghost.

"You dead girl, how do you talk? What the hell? They are little guests from Beijing," Zhou's mother suddenly poked a finger into Zhou Xiaoliu's forehead, "Look at you, you don't wear good shoes, but you have to spend money to see them when you are sick." Zhou's mother took the shoe in Zhou Xiaohong's hand, and put on Zhou Xiaoliu's shoes while scolding.

Zhou Xiaoliu was poked by Zhou's mother like this, and the purple qi that had been churning in his forehead suddenly got help, and he broke out of his skin smoothly, and rushed towards the little guest from Beijing in Zhou's mother's mouth, and the little ghost he thought was between his fingers.