"What you have attracted me, not me and you," the female ghost said leisurely.

"Something." I asked, completely in a bit of a circle.

"I don't know, you have a strong yin qi on your body, when you were walking outside just now, when you passed by me, I couldn't help but be sucked over, so I kept following you. Hearing this, I groped around my body and found that there was nothing special, but at some point there was a note on the corner of my back coat, and something was drawn on it in black and black, very similar to a charm, but I didn't want a charm, because I had never seen such a black charm. I took the charm down and said to the female ghost, "Is this it?"

I didn't know that the female ghost seemed to be very uncomfortable when she saw this charm, and asked me to take the charm away. Then he said with a terrible cry: "Girl, this is a yin collection talisman, which will make my soul scatter." ”

"What Yin Charm?" I asked, puzzled.

"This Yin Collecting Charm is an ancient evil art that specializes in collecting evil spells of Yin spirits. I also asked the girl to burn her so that I could get out, or he would suck my yin and I wouldn't be able to do it. The female ghost prayed. Looking at the female ghost's sincere expression, I thought carefully that he had no reason to lie to me. Besides, even if he lied to me, I would have a way to subdue her.

"Okay, I got it." As I spoke, I silently recited the fire charm and lit this yin collection charm. Soon this so-called Yin Closing Charm turned into a puddle of ashes.

Looking at the female ghost opposite, he said with a grateful face: "Thank you, girl, before I go, I have to remind you that this Yin Collecting Talisman must have been deliberately pasted on you, because if you don't think that it is impossible to paste the Yin Collecting Charm on the Daoyang person." Then a gust of wind blew out of the window, and I looked at the ashes on the ground, and I was lost in thought, thinking about what could have done me that day. After thinking about it, I didn't come up with a reason, and after cleaning up the ashes on the ground, I turned on the TV and watched the boring TV program, but the words of the female ghost echoed in my mind over and over again. Someone is deliberately harming me, but who is it?

I took a shower, went to bed, and looked out the window at the moonlight and the reflection of a few branches on the white curtains. Occasionally, there are a few frogs chirping and birdsong. It all makes an ordinary night a little more interesting. I couldn't sleep for a long time, I opened my phone and went to the forum, and looked at the avatar of the curtain repair, which was still gray, it had been more than a week since the last time I came back, and it was like An Xiang Fei curtain repair had disappeared from my world, or it was like it had never been here.

As the night deepened, the reflection on the curtains had moved to the snow-white walls, and it became quieter and quieter outside, and gradually I closed my eyes and fell asleep. In my dreams, I saw so many people, and it was as if I had returned to my childhood, sitting on my father's shoulders and lying on my mother's arms. Stroking his grandfather's beard, he experienced the youth years spent on campus later, like a movie, in a dream.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt that I was sore, as if I had not relaxed but had worked harder instead of relaxing this night's sleep. Just lying down and looking at the ceiling, my mind racing about all the mess. The sky outside the window gradually brightened as the sun rose in the east. I put the quilt on my head for five years, enjoying the silence and tranquility of the moment I was about to lose.

I stayed in bed until about noon, when I got up and ordered takeout, and washed up briefly. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, the wind and the sun are beautiful, I suddenly want to go to the suburbs for a trip. I haven't been on an outing for a long time, and although I'm still alone, I still enjoy the chic of backpackers. Having made up my mind, I quickly had lunch, quickly changed into outdoor gear, and walked quickly towards the outside of the community. As soon as I got out of the gate of the community, I happened to be greeted by a taxi, and then I got into the car and told the driver to go to the western suburbs grassland.

Along the way, the driver master is quite humorous, from time to time to tell some small jokes, but also talk about some social news, in short, the driver master is a humorous and fun person, from time to time to make me laugh. The western suburbs pasture is one of our outings here, and it is rumored that this pasture used to be the royal pasture. It is now a recreational grassland open to the outside world, and the area is very large, and many families living in the city come here to relax on weekends.

Soon less than two hours away, I arrived near the grassland, got out of the car and thanked the driver, picked up my backpack and walked to the grassland, because the location of the grassland is about a few hundred meters away from the road, one side of the grassland is closer to the road, and the other side extends far to the foot of the mountain peak in the distance. I walked to the pasture and found that there were still a lot of people nearby, and there were colorful tents everywhere, and there were couples and families playing with small pot friends outside the tent. There was laughter and laughter everywhere, but personally, I wanted to find a relatively quiet location, so I looked at the boundless grassland, which was a bit like being in the Inner Mongolian prairie, wide and beautiful. I walked along the meadow to the depths of the meadow as I looked at the shadowy mountains in the distance, and walked for about half an hour, when I looked back and saw that it was already very empty, and in the distance I could only see a few tents scattered like beans. Carefully choosing a relatively high and relatively gentle piece of high ground, I quickly opened my backpack and quickly put the tent up. After packing up, I sat outside the tent and closed my eyes to take in the feeling of the vastness of the world. Breathe in the faint smell of grass and feel the endless atmosphere of this grassland. Quiet and peaceful.

Taking out a book prepared in advance, I quietly found a high ground, facing the sunset that was about to set in the distance, looking at the crowd of three or two surrounded by tents in the distance, occasionally frolicking and sometimes quiet. You can't see high-rise buildings here, you can't see all the prosperity, but you can feel the endless beauty of nature. The eyes are full of green, and a slight warm breeze blows in the sunset, mixed with moist and fresh oxygen, as if you can also hear the sound of the grassland horse-head piano, long and long, deep and high-pitched, like telling and singing. I can't talk about sadness, I can't talk about joy, I just quietly play with the scale of the years.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com