When Tu Xiaoxun saw that the embarrassed person in front of him was actually Uncle Wu, who usually opened a fruit and vegetable store near the community, he couldn't believe it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Usually, this Uncle Wu is very popular, and he is also very friendly to the people in the community, righteous and squandering money, and helpful, how could he do such an evil thing.

Tu Xiaoxun was really incredulous, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Yingqi: "Sister Zhao, did you catch the wrong person?" ”

Zhao Yingqi said: "How can I make a mistake, this old man not only knows feng shui, but also has a very good kung fu, I took a lot of effort to defeat him, and he wants to use the evil weapon to release the insects raised to deal with me."

Fortunately, I listened to the Taoist chief's warning and took precautions, so I restrained him and destroyed his evil weapon, how do you know what kind of evil is hidden under his usual benevolent face? ”

Tu Xiaoxun sighed in his heart, he really knows people and faces, who would have thought that this Uncle Wu would have hidden the devil inside, it was terrible.

Zhao Yingqi said: "Boy, what happened to the Taoist after I left?" ”

Tu Xiaoxun didn't talk about the moon rabbit, but just talked about the grimace.

Zhao Yingqi listened to this, and then he had a suddenly realized expression, and said: "Now I finally know what the black shadow you said you saw that night was, and why that killer was sucked out of his blood and vitality and died."

That's obviously the old man's grimace, the evil insect is a filthy thing to the yin, likes to gather in the yin place, will be invisible during the day, most of the time out of the night to act, also has the ability to hallucinate, it is easier to be used to pretend to be a ghost.

At the same time, the ghostface was cultivated by the warlock to suck people's essence and blood, and for the evil warlock, it is a kind of medium material that can be used to mutilate living beings, seek luck, and do things that change life against the sky, it is a very dirty and evil thing, and the old man probably wanted to use that ghostface to deal with you that night, and let the killer who was lying on the window be an unlucky ghost! ”

"Hahaha!"

Hearing that the old bottom was exposed, Uncle Wu suddenly laughed, his face was no longer the usual amiable, but with a hideousness, which looked a little terrifying.

"The little girl knows a lot!"

Tu Xiaoxun saw that the old man's smile was a little wrong, it was too weird, and he couldn't help but change his face and said, "Sister Zhao, be careful!" ”

Zhao Yingqi has always been on guard against this old man, and when he saw that he was moving, as if something was about to squirt out of his mouth, even if he blocked it with an umbrella, and kicked it out at the same time, the old man flew out of the distance.

Flutter!

What the old man sprayed on the umbrella was a liquid, corrosive, and the umbrella was corroded with a big hole, and Tu Xiaoxun was shocked when he saw it.

Zhao Yingqi's kick was very heavy, and Old Man Wu was kicked out and rolled a few times before stopping.

He tried in vain to roll over and escape, but he was handcuffed, and at the same time it was raining and slippery, and he fell down, and Zhao Yingqi went up and knocked him unconscious again.

Zhao Yingqi threw the old man into the car, and collected a few dead insects at the same time, when she got into the car, she saw that the umbrella had been broken, so she said to Tu Xiaoxun: "Thank you for today's incident, I will return you a new umbrella another day, goodbye!" ”

Seeing Zhao Yingqi driving and disappearing into the rain, Tu Xiaoxun calmed down and ran home for a while.

Mom and dad have finished eating, mom is signing skewers when she is fine, Tu Xiaoxun went to serve the meal by himself, and after eating, he saw that the rain was still falling, and the family watched TV while signing skewers.

Regarding the outside matter, Tu Xiaoxun did not say a word.

The weather forecast says that there will be moderate rain tomorrow, and I don't know if it will delay tomorrow morning's practice.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and the rain still hadn't stopped.

Tu Xiaoxun sat quietly in the room for a while, calming down the grievances caused by various stimuli tonight, and finally calmed down.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Li Yangyang called and said: "Xiaoxun, Master Chen has something to do tomorrow, let's take a day off and practice by ourselves, tomorrow I have a treat, let's go masturbate?" ”

"it!"

Tu Xiaoxun said: "If it continues to rain tomorrow, I will practice at home, but Master Chen said that you can't interrupt at will at the beginning, you have to stick to it every day!" ”

"Alright then!"

When Li Yangyang heard him say this, he had to give up his plan to go out and have fun, he didn't want to pull down too much, and he would be punished if he failed the school examination by Master Chen.

After hanging up the phone, Tu Xiaoxun saw that his parents were still signing strings, so he asked them to rest early, if it continued to rain tomorrow, his mother could have a good rest for a day.

After reading the weather forecast, Zhang Fen didn't dare to make too many skewers for fear of spoiling, so she went to rest according to her son's wishes.

When Tu Xiaoxun came to his grandfather's room, he saw that his grandfather took out a sticker of the door god out of nowhere, so he said: "Grandpa, why are you doing so many door god stickers, the matter is ......."

Just as he was about to say that the matter had been resolved, Tu Xiaoxun suddenly woke up and his grandfather didn't remember what happened tonight, so he changed his words: "I don't think it matters if it's posted or not!" ”

Grandpa shook his head and said, "I always feel that there is something wrong tonight, I just can't recall it, so I should invite the door god to come to the town, and I can sleep well at night, otherwise I will not be at ease!" ”

Tu Xiaoxun thought about it, and followed his grandfather's wishes, so that he could feel at ease.

He saw that the stickers of the door god were different, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Grandpa, how many door god stickers have you collected, why are the characters on the door different every time, you put the heroes of the Anti-Japanese War on the door this time, can you use it?" ”

Grandpa took the sticker and applied glue, and said: "Every time I go to the Hidden Dragon Temple, there are sales at the door, and it is not expensive. ”

Tu Xiaoxun was speechless: "Grandpa, I don't think this Anti-Japanese War hero will be posted, you do this, and then post those Anti-Japanese War heroes as door gods, and if you are seen and want to laugh at them, what should you do if you put on a disrespectful hat?" ”

As soon as the movements of his grandfather's hand stopped, he suddenly felt that what his grandson said was quite right, after all, he had experienced those turbulent years, and his grandmother was also going to die, and he was still very jealous.

But there are only two left, and they are all heroes of the Anti-Japanese War, so they don't have a choice.

Tu Xiaoxun saw that his grandfather was embarrassed, and now that it was so late, he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration after thinking about it, and said, "Grandpa, why don't I draw one for you, your grandson can draw?" ”

Grandpa thought it would be okay, so he nodded in agreement.

So Tu Xiaoxun took a paintbrush and paper and spread them on the table and asked, "Grandpa, which two are you going to draw?" ”

"Draw whichever one you think is suitable, I'm not too good to say, and I don't know which one works!"

Tu Xiaoxun really wanted to laugh when he heard his grandfather's words, and felt that his grandfather was so cute, who would know if it worked, except for his magical album.

Suddenly thinking of the magic album, Tu Xiaoxun couldn't help but jump in his heart.

Suddenly, I thought of what I saw and heard with my own eyes tonight, as well as some of the situations that Lao Dao told him, the moon rabbit has gone to the sky, so maybe there are really immortals?

After this strange thought arose, he couldn't stop letting the boy use his brain to think again, what would happen if he drew a fairy on the magic album?

"Tu Tu, what are you doing in a daze, draw quickly?"

Grandpa's reminder interrupted Tu Xiaoxun's brain time, and Tu Xiaoxun had no choice but to pause his brain hole association, remembering the appearance of the door god or statue he had seen in someone else's house, which seemed to be Shen Tu and Yu Lei.

So, after a lot of effort, Tu Xiaoxun drew the two door gods according to the appearance of the mighty and fierce statue that he thought of and wrote their names.

After the painting was finished, Grandpa looked at it and was quite satisfied, and felt that the two door gods painted it were imposing and powerful enough, at least much stronger than the batch printing of the machine.

And when someone comes to see it, they say that it was painted by my grandson, which is proud enough, and it can also show off its face.

Thinking of this, Grandpa didn't wait for the painting to dry, so he couldn't wait to apply the glue and put it on.

After Tu Xiaoxun finished painting the door god, he continued to think in his mind, he really couldn't help but try to see if anything magical would happen when he painted the gods on the magic album.

So Tu Xiaoxun summoned a magical album.

From the moon rabbit, he imagined the appearance of the fairy Chang'e, but he had never seen the portrait of Chang'e, and the fantasy was too abstract.

Thinking about it, the young man's mind couldn't help but coincide with the appearance of Fairy Chang'e and the appearance of the teacher Peng Ling in ancient costumes.