The zombie froze there, motionless, and I asked, "Those paper figures spoke, did this thing make them?" ”

Sun Meimei said: "The evil qi sometimes affects the surroundings and brings some visions, if you want to figure it out, you have to try it with the Daigo technique to know." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Then try."

Then we put the zombie to the ground, and he was fixed there still in his previous position, and I watched as I put his hands down.

Sun Meimei said that Daigo is ghee, and the so-called Daigo empowerment is to smear ghee on the forehead, so that people can open up wisdom and make people enlightened. Of course, this is just a Buddhist word, in fact, this technique is an authentic Maoshan Taoism, which is to use ghee to make some evil people speak.

Sun Meimei smeared ghee on the zombie's head, and then lit the bundle of golden incense and kept worshipping the zombie, and her mouth was still vibrant.

After a while, the zombie suddenly opened its mouth and screamed at the ghost in the air, and its voice whined like crying, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

Sun Meimei was suddenly stunned when she heard the zombie ghost, as if she was surprised: "No, it has nothing to do with this zombie." ”

"Doesn't matter?" I looked at the corpse of the monkey floating in the river, so I pointed to the corpse and said, "Could it be because of it?" ”

Sun Meimei blinked her big eyes, thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be, the water monkeys mainly affect the water, not on land." ”

I didn't expect to work all night and almost get into it, it had nothing to do with it, it was really unlucky. We decided to go back to the coffin shop first to see if the paper figure was still talking, and then find a way to look elsewhere.

When we returned to the coffin shop, the shopkeeper was riding on the coffin with the paper figure on it, and there was a strange cry from inside.

The shopkeeper lay on the coffin and cried and shouted, "My aunt, don't scream, stop screaming." ”

"Shopkeeper."

When the shopkeeper saw us coming, he seemed to grasp at a life-saving straw, "My ancestors, you are back, listen to you, you are screaming and screaming!" ”

I listened to the inside of the coffin, and the voice came from the well, and it was babbling something I didn't understand, which was probably nonsense. I was so frightened that I quickly jumped back and asked, "Didn't you wipe your mouth off, how can you still speak?" ”

The shopkeeper said with a horrified face, "Torn, torn." ”

I asked, "What tore apart?" ”

"From the place of the mouth, the whole mouth is torn apart, one by one, and it scares me to death, it scares me to death." The shopkeeper almost choked with a cry.

When I heard him say this, I thought of the sight of the paper man's mouth "tearing" and opening open, and then when the one was closed, the hairs on my body stood on end in an instant. The sight makes my scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"Order!" At this time, I heard Sun Meimei's crisp and neat voice, and the ghost scream in the coffin disappeared immediately.

Hearing that there was no cry in the coffin, the shopkeeper and Xiaoer slumped on the coffin, "My mother, it's finally stopped." ”

I looked at Sun Meimei's sleeve and said, "Meimei, let's go, this thing is too evil." ”

Sun Meimei smiled and said, "No, I've figured out what's going on." ”

"You've figured it out?" I was a little skeptical, and just now she was at a loss.

"Tell me, tell me what the hell is going on?" The shopkeeper couldn't wait to ask.

Sun Meimei didn't answer our questions, but looked around the street, still screaming: "Little monkey, little monkey, where are you?" ”

"Little monkey?" Just as we were wondering, a shadow swished out of the corner and crawled into her arms, still squeaking in her mouth.

"This broken monkey has come here."

Sun Meimei teased the little monkey and said with a smile: "Actually, this paper man is not a ghost, but a trick." ”

"Daigo's technique?"

"Hmm." Sun Meimei touched the monkey's head and said to us, "That's what it did." ”

"A monkey?" I looked at this stinky monkey with a monkey head and monkey brain with a disdainful face, monkeys can also use spells, what a fantasy.

"Master Sun, you're not kidding, how can this monkey have a spell." This time, even the little monk can't do it.

"Master, didn't you say that everything has spirituality, don't forget that this monkey is raised by a Taoist."

The little monk thought for a while, and seemed to suddenly realize, looked at the monkey and said in a loud voice: "Amitabha, Amitabha, this monkey has such spirituality, it is really the Buddha's manifestation, the Buddha's manifestation." ”

"What's the Buddha's manifestation, just this dead monkey, although he knows an Amitabha Buddha and knows a little bit about gratitude, but it's too to be able to learn spells." I looked at the monkey with a sarcastic expression, and the monkey seemed to understand what I was saying and squeaked at me.

Sun Meimei brought the monkey to my side and said, "You smell it." ”

I looked disdainful, "I don't smell this stinky monkey." ”

Sun Meimei grinned and said, "When I played with it today, I smelled a smell of incense on it. ”

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er came over and sniffed it, and nodded again and again: "Yes, there is a smell of incense." ”

"The paper of the paper man is made of oiled paper, and ghee has the same purpose, this little monkey saw the corpse frightened, so he learned the master to take incense around the street worship, he probably heard the master chant the mantra of Daigo's technique, the paper man itself is a yin and evil thing, and the result is that the paper man spoke by mistake."

I was stunned when I heard it, I could only stare at this stupid dead monkey, I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect that a monkey's IQ could crush me, I ...... What is the use of being born! Oh my God.

The shopkeeper and the little monk were all amazed when they heard it, and praised Sun Meimei for being a witty girl, which made me even more embarrassed.

When we returned to the temple, we decided to take the dead monkey back to the mountain with us. I don't know how many spells the dead monkey has learned from his hapless master, and what will happen to him. The dead monkey was willing to give his master a big apple, looked at it for a long time, and then climbed up to Meimei's shoulder.

Sun Meimei and the little monk teased the little monkey and treated it as a baby. I looked at the tomb of the Taoist priest and sighed indignantly: "People are not as good as monkeys." ”

Just as I turned my head to ask, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Beware of ghosts in the temple." ”