I lay in bed and waited quietly for the cold medicine to work. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info I hope that when I wake up and open my eyes again, I will find that I just had a dream, and all this is the story of my dream. This thought was fantasized and longed for by me countless times. And countless times of disillusionment.

The door to the room was pushed open, and my mom walked in with half a bowl of water in her left hand and three chopsticks in her right hand. He put the bowl on my bedside table and whispered to me, "You sleep yours, I'll send it to you." You're weak now, and it's easy to recruit unclean things. I'll be fine with you! ”

I nodded softly, not speaking, saving every ounce of strength. I feel very tired and tired when I lie down.

My mom dipped the big end of the chopsticks in the water, then put the three chopsticks together and tried to stand the chopsticks in the water. While standing up, he muttered: "Is it the god returning to the temple, the ghost returning to the grave, and the ghost outside the family?" They all hugged it, they were short of money and burned money, they were short of rice for rice, and they were good at giving away their children, so they would give what they wanted. Whoever stands still, stands still and sends you away......"

I glanced at the three chopsticks that were put together and hugged them tightly. Dangling from side to side, I just can't stand up. My mom repeated it a few times, and then began to name it: "Is it a house ghost?" It's a ghost, you're standing! Are you the child's grandparents? Stop! …… Grandpa? Yes, I stop! …… Grandparents? Stop! ......" chattered for a long time, and almost muttered about the dead elders in the family, and the chopsticks were held very tightly, but they couldn't stand.

Then my mom started trying to call the ghost again: "It's not a house ghost, it's an outside ghost?" It's the outer ghost you stop! Is it rushing to the temple? Stand still, stand still and ask what you want, or we won't know what you're missing......"

I looked at the chopsticks that couldn't stand, and couldn't help but interject: "Are you looking for someone?" If it's you, just stop! My mother heard me suddenly say something inexplicable, and just wanted to ask me what I meant, but before I could speak, the three chopsticks stood firmly. I sighed in my heart, it was really him!

My mother looked at me in surprise, then at the chopsticks that stood steadily, and asked me, "Xiaotian, are you hiding something from me?" ”

I whispered to my mother, "You send him away first, and I'll tell you." ”

My mom asked me, "How?" ”

It's not that my mom doesn't know the next steps, it's that my mom doesn't know which way to send it. Facing a faceless person and a ghost are two different things.,Although it's the same thing that provokes a ghost.,But the severity is different.,It's like the former is a common cold.,And the latter is h7n9.。

There are two kinds of sending ghosts in the water with chopsticks, one is easy to talk about and discuss, if the ghost misses his relatives at home, come back to see, it is generally easy to say and discuss, let him go by himself. After putting the chopsticks up, ask the chopsticks, is there a lack of things? If you are short of money, I will burn you money at night, and you will leave when you have it released! And so on and so forth...... If it is right, then the chopsticks will fall apart on their own and fall down. At this time, you should put away the chopsticks, splash the bowl of water out of the door, and then put the chopsticks and bowl on the window sill outside, and the bowl mouth should be buckled.

If it is an external ghost, it is easy to talk about it, and with the above steps, if you say that you are standing still, then use a kitchen knife to chop the chopsticks. The next steps are the same as above. This is a forced delivery.

My mom asked me what I meant by sending it, and I was afraid that she guessed in her heart that I must know who I was aiming for, so she asked me. Is it a knife to cut down, or to give money to rice.

I sighed, knowing in my heart that he wouldn't go, no matter what it was. He can give face to stand, I'm afraid he is telling me about his existence.

I really want to give him a knife, but I'm afraid that he will find another opportunity to torture me, and I can't stand his toss anymore. So, I had to say to the chopsticks, "I know it's you, I know what you mean." I don't want to hurt you......" Whoop - the chopsticks scattered from the bowl, and the three chopsticks fell in three directions like flowers, startling me.

My mother stared at me directly, and after a while, she changed her mind and asked me anxiously, "Do you know what's going on with you?" You tell Mom! What the hell is going on with you? What do you just mean? ”

I asked my mom to take care of the chopsticks and bowls first, and then I told her.

By the time my mom came back from disposing of the dishes and chopsticks, I was already drowsy. The effects of cold medicine are already starting to be felt. I tried my best to tell my mom about the university incident, and I said it in a very general way, because I couldn't open my eyes, and I seemed to tell her my afternoon dreams, but I remembered them clearly, because I didn't know when, and I fell asleep.

It's that scene again, it's still Wan'er's bedroom, there is no one in the room, and the bedding is neatly folded. I walked to Wang Qian's bed, and suddenly there was a person lying on the empty bed, with his head covered, and I didn't know who was under the quilt.

I stood straight on the edge of the bed, staring at the bulging quilt and feeling a pang of fear. I was scared that something would pop out of the quilt. I'm afraid of the headless ghost, and I'm even more afraid of the bloody one. But the more scared I became, the more I couldn't control myself, and I found that my hands were slowly reaching for the quilt on the bed.

I watched as my hands uncovered the quilt little by little. Inside was a clump of hair, jet-black hair, very thick, dense and long, it should be a woman.

I watched as my hands lifted the quilt bigger and bigger, and the contents of the quilt became clearer and clearer. My eyes widened to see the face beneath the mass of hair, but I couldn't see anything but a snow-white body, lying naked on the bed, her whole face covered by thick black hair, so I didn't know who she was.

It's been a long time since I've rolled the sheets with Wan'er, my body is no longer good, but my consciousness is still very good, I looked at the seductive body on the bed, and I actually pounced. I buried my face in the black hair, and I wanted to probe the lips of the owner of this seductive body, and I wanted to taste if it was as soft as the body beneath it.

My face sank deeper and deeper, but I still couldn't find the red lips that made me want to explore. I shuttled through the sea of hair, searching, and the long kiss did not make me dream, and I was a little irritable. I felt the black hair sliding down my face and wrapping around my neck, cold and cold, and there was a hint of itching, and I thought it was her encouragement to me. I gasped and swam wildly with my hands over her body, skimming over the mountains, skimming the plains, and stationed on the grasslands......