The flash of golden light, brighter than the dim light, instantly attracted the attention of Uncle Wang, he raised his head again, looked around suspiciously, but found nothing, in his heart of doubt, looked at the ancient book in his hand, full of doubts and muttered;

"It's weird! Could it be that my old eyes are dizzy? It shouldn't be! What about my reading glasses? There was a flash of golden light just now, I read that right! ”

Uncle Wang took off his eyes and put them on the table, raised his thin palm, rubbed his presbyopia vigorously, put on his reading glasses again, and carefully checked it, but still found nothing, so he had no choice but to give up, lowered his head and continued to read, only to see a bone diagram in the book, painted with red dots;

"People have a life, ghosts have a ghost, the ghost is injured, either death or injury, the injury is a great loss of soul, and death is a soul scattered..."

Uncle Wang looked at the annotations on the tree and recited softly;

"Bang dang! Bang Dang! ”

At this moment, the mutant was born, and the little puppet on Uncle Wang's right hand suddenly trembled slightly, and intensified, gradually began to shake, making a strange sound, which attracted Uncle Wang's attention;

"Oops! I'm dripping mom! What's going on? ”

As the saying goes: it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out! Ergouzi is in this situation now, he is attached to the little puppet, the ghost who is trembling at the moment, struggling to get out, but there is nothing he can do, the little red dot on the puppet is blooming with red light, and he is unlucky to be trapped;

"Is there really a ghost in this world?"

Uncle Wang was frightened by the movement of the little puppet, his body leaned back as much as he could, instinctively staying away from the unknown situation, and at the same time, his left hand did not show a trace, he took out a silver needle from the cloth bag in his hand, squinted his eyes at the bone diagram on the green book, and secretly remembered the location of the red dot;

"Whew!"

Uncle Wang confirmed the red dots on the bone diagram with the red dots on the little puppet's body, and suddenly had a plan in his heart, and he mustered up the courage in his heart, shot like the wind, fast as lightning, and inserted the silver needle in his hand on the top of the little puppet's head, right in the position of the Baihui acupoint;

"Bang dang!"

The little puppet, which shook violently, made a last soft sound, and suddenly stopped shaking, and saw Uncle Wang's eyes widen and his eyes were full of surprise;

"Oops!"

At the same time as the silver needle fell, the two dogs who were attached to the little puppet instantly felt a burst of pain, instinctively let out a miserable scream, and then scolded;

"It's so painful! You bastard bad old man, when Lao Tzu goes out, I have to suck you dry! ”

The second dog scolded and twisted his soul, and suddenly felt a stinging pain coming, as if a sharp sword had fallen on top of his head, and a feeling of death came to his heart, so frightened that he did not dare to move, and shouted in shock;

"Why can't I move? What the dead old man just said can't be true, right? Ghost Gate? What the hell is a ghost door? It's miserable! Lao Tzu is going to be scattered! O God! O earth! Why is my life so miserable! ”

The second dog wailed miserably, but unfortunately his voice Uncle Wang couldn't hear it;

"Probably not, right? What's the ghost? It's all a human imagination! ”

Uncle Wang settled his mind, softly opened his mouth to comfort himself, and at the same time withdrew his palm, and the silver needle inserted in the puppet also left;

"Bang dang! Bang Dang! ”

Seeing this, the second dog hurriedly twisted his soul desperately, struggling to get out of the predicament, the little puppet shook violently again, he didn't want to really die here, and when the time came, his soul was scattered, and he couldn't even be a ghost;

"Whew!"

Uncle Wang watched the amazing scene, and hurriedly inserted the silver needle in his hand back, and even because he had scruples, he deliberately twisted his fingers left and right to fix the silver needle on the small puppet;

"Bang dang!"

The little puppet quieted down again, and the unbelievable picture made Uncle Wang's heart furious, cold all over his body, goosebumps all over his body, and muttering in surprise;

"Huh! It's really spiritual! Is there really a ghost in this world? Or do I have a ghost in my house and hide in this puppet? ”

Uncle Wang looked at the little puppet with a shocked face, muttering to himself full of doubts, speculating wildly in his heart;

"Oops! Your uncle, you dead old man, you stabbed me to death! ”

The second dog was pierced by a silver needle in the ghost gate, and was fixed in the puppet and couldn't move, and didn't dare to move, so he had to curse with indignant hatred, so as to vent the depression in his heart;

"Alas! Never mind! Whatever! According to the book, even if there is really a ghost and I pierce the ghost door with a silver needle, it will be either death or injury! ”

Uncle Wang closed the green book, took off his reading glasses, put the green book and reading glasses together, put them in the drawer, staggered up, turned off the light with his hands behind his back and left, and the whispers of confusion gradually came from afar;

"Maybe I'm staying up too late, my old eyes are dizzy, let's sleep and talk about it tomorrow, this is a big New Year, it's really strange that there are many things every year, especially this year!"

Uncle Wang recalled the situation of helping the bastard to see a doctor during the day, and it seemed that according to the records and instructions in the green book, he was lucky to have the strange disease of the bastard;

"Hey! Dead old man! Don't go, come back, I'm so scared! ”

The second dog watched Uncle Wang's back, submerged into the boundless darkness, and his voice was extremely miserable and shouted loudly, but it was useless, because Uncle Wang couldn't hear his cry at all;

On the other side, in the house of the bastard, the female ghost in white flew into the broken cave by the light of reincarnation, and submerged into the belly of the pregnant woman, but on the snow outside the house, a small black and white porcelain bottle fell in the air, smashed a hole in the snow, and was gradually buried by the wind and snow;

"Oops! Worst! I forgot to drink Meng Po soup! Then wouldn't I have been reincarnated in vain, wouldn't those chaotic and complicated memories of the Three Kingdoms be revived sooner or later, oh my God! What to do? ”

The pregnant woman's belly shimmered with mysterious brilliance, and the voice of the white-clothed female ghost came from it, and her words were full of endless remorse;

"Oops! Not good! I'm so sleepy! I can't sleep! Don't..."

Before the words of exclamation were finished, they gradually disappeared into the invisible with the dimming of the mystical brilliance, leaving only the slight breathing of the bastard and the pregnant woman, echoing in the warm broken cave;

At the same time, in an unknown valley, an old man with a white beard sat cross-legged on a huge round stone, on which the knife was chopping and axe-like, depicting mysterious and intricate patterns, as if carved by skilled craftsmen, full of traces of the vicissitudes of time;

The old man looked up at the dark night sky, his fingers moved in unison, the white light flashed in his eyes, and faintly, there seemed to be mysterious runes, floating in his pupils, deep and distant gaze, as if through the fog, saw the bright starry sky, seemed to be stargazing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ