"Brother, I'm a little scared of ......" Ning Xiyu said in Zhao Fan's ear, a layer of goosebumps floated on her white and tender arms, this old lady is like coming out of a horror movie, just one face, but it makes people's hearts furious.

"It's fine."

Zhao Fan's fingertips caressed the back of her hand, and quickly calmed down, and then smiled at the old lady: "When you open the door, you are doing business, why do you drive the guests out?" ”

"Blind? Didn't see the old body ready to slaughter the animal? ”

The old lady's sharpening hand increased the force, and the sharp friction sound was really harsh, and even the nearby pedestrians blocked their ears and sped up their pace.

"The sable is a national first-class protected animal, and it is okay to kill it in a low-key manner, but is it really suitable in public?" Zhao Fan glanced at the sable hanging on the shelf again, there were six or seven scratches in its fur, it was estimated that the kitchen knife was not sharp enough to break through the goblin's body, so the other party worked hard to sharpen the knife.

Sable seemed to understand his words, and his little head moved.

As a big demon, but being hung here to be slaughtered, it is about to suffocate to death, if it is not in the process of escaping the martial arts round-up vitality, how can it be reduced to this?

"The elders in the family haven't told you that if you take care of too many things, you will die?" The old lady's kitchen knife stopped suddenly, and her cloudy eyes stared at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan said without fear: "Then do you think this is a success, say a price, I will buy it." ”

"Not for sale." The old lady's eyes flashed with hatred, and she said: "My son and daughter-in-law were just let the mink bite to death, see one, kill one." ”

"Such a cute little animal, killing? It's so wicked. Zhao Fan pretended to be puzzled: "Even if it's true, it's not this one." ”

In his vision of the heavenly eye, there is no blood color on the sable, take the popular word now, it is more Buddhist, which is also the reason why he decided to save the sable, it is not easy to cultivate, and it is a good demon, and saving it is merit.

Merit symbolizes creation.

In order to cherish the rain, Zhao Fan was haunted by nightmares on Xu Zhe and lost a lot of merit, not because he didn't care, but because he didn't have a big hatred for his sister, and now he has merit, and he doesn't pick it up for nothing.

"It's over, isn't it?" The old lady raised the kitchen knife and made a gesture to chop him, "I have an old bone, and I even have my own shroud ready, and I don't care about breaking the law in a few days?" ”

"It makes sense." Zhao Fan gave a thumbs up, and at the same time as he pulled Ning Xiyu and turned to leave, he condensed the sound into a line and fell into the sable's ear, "Listen, the deity sees that your vitality is greatly damaged, and the demon power does not exist one in ten, it is not easy to read your cultivation, and you will throw a pill later, and you can recover more than half of it by eating it directly, whether you understand it or not, I can only help this, if you take revenge on her after breaking free, I will kill you!" ”

"Chirp ......" sable seems to be responding.

The old lady glared at it, "Brute, tell me to poke you in the eye first!" ”

The reason why Zhao Fan didn't choose to save him was because the old lady couldn't get rid of her obsession with mink, and if she hurt people's hearts for the demon, he couldn't do it.

After walking more than 20 meters, Zhao Fan took a bottle of snake elixir, took one, and flicked it over there with unmistakable accuracy.

The sable wants to survive This is the only hope, even if it is not sure whether it is true or fake, it opened its mouth with the attitude of trying, swallowed the snake spirit pill, and the next moment, the Dan force dissolved, and it clearly sensed that the injury was recovering rapidly, so it stared at the back of the young man gratefully, dripping two lines of tears.

……

Here, Zhao Fan bought two bags of yellow paper, but there was no dark coin.

Ning Xiyu pointed to the dark coins on the stall and said suspiciously: "Brother, don't you want to buy some of this?" ”

"Nope."

Zhao Fan said as he walked: "The dark coins are all, and most of the yellow paper is also the same. I look at the whole street, only the one with the yellow paper with the Xu Ji brand is authentic, the others are inferior, if you don't take this kind of yellow paper to worship, it makes no difference if you don't go at all, because it can't be transmitted there. ”

"Why?" Ning Xiyu was curious.

"Real yellow paper is hand-rolled from shredded straw, not machine-printed." Zhao Fan introduced: "So there is a rustic atmosphere, and when it is burned, it can be channeled, and there is also a use, that is, to make talismans." ”

"I don't know much, but I feel like it's amazing." Ning Xiyu smiled, grabbed his arm and said, "I remember that family, and I will come here to buy it when I go to the grave in the future." ”

“……”

Zhao Fan felt that he had played the piano to the cow, but it was okay, who made her his sister.

After getting into the car, Ning Xiyu drove to other streets to buy fruits, cooked food and good wine, and then went to the Beiyanshan Cemetery in the suburbs.

After arriving, the atmosphere of the cemetery was particularly oppressive, with the sound of wind, crows, and grass moving.

Ning Xiyu walked in front with a heavy heart, without saying a word, while Zhao Fan followed with something, and soon came to the tomb where her parents were buried, which was not too dirty, and there were unrotten flowers and packaging, which showed that she often came to worship.

"Pity the rain, kneel, don't move if I don't speak."

Zhao Fan commanded, the former complied, and then he set up the wine, vegetables and fruits, then opened a yellow paper bag, put the top piece of yellow paper with a stone and pressed it on the platform behind the stele, and the rest of the ignition was thrown around the side, which was called a neighbor.

After that, he opened the second bag of yellow paper, dipped the two names on the tombstone with wine and dipped his fingers in it, and began to say that the Xu family had been destroyed and the Ning family was about to rise, and when they all turned into ashes, he didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Ning Xiyu said in a panic: "Brother, the fruit and cooked food seem to be moving, and the wine bottle is also ......."

Zhao Fan's eyes froze, and then he opened the eye of heaven, and saw that there were many weak ghosts gathered around the tomb, including men and women, old and young. A few of them, with a little ghostly power, were stroking the offerings in front of the tombstone, which could only be touched, but could not be picked up.

"Get out!"

Zhao Fan's voice was mixed with the thin Longyang Dan power, and he roared.

As if they had been hit by a hurricane, many ghosts were overturned more than ten meters away at once!

They all looked at the young man in horror, the first time they were seen, and it was the first time they were so frightened that there was one of the weakest ghosts, and they almost collapsed directly......

"Are you still so greedy after you have done it?" Zhao Fan sneered: "Who dares to try this thing in front of the tomb today!" ”

"Immortals, spare your life!" Many ghosts knelt on the ground one after another, and their voices were like miserable wails, which made Zhao Fan unable to respond, and he immediately closed the eyes of heaven to be quiet.

Ning Xiyu's delicate body trembled lightly and asked, "Brother...... Who are you talking to? ”

"Huh? Nobody, just a ritual. Zhao Fan touched her nose together, if she was timid, she knew that there were many ghosts around, so she couldn't be frightened?

"I hope that as soon as the grave is finished, my uncle and aunt will be able to look at it, let's go back."

Zhao Fan and Ning Xiyu didn't stay any longer, and drove back to Ning's company.

In the evening, the lame craftsman Ergua arrived as promised, and after Zhao Fan talked about the style he and Ning Xiyu wanted, he gave Ergua the key and address, and invited him to have a meal, and they both went back to the dilapidated community.

When he pushed the door open, the scene was quite harmonious, Seventeen was watching TV, Ning Shu was concentrating on his homework at the table, he saw that Zhao Fan and his sister were back, so he said happily: "Brother Fairy!" ”

"Well, have you eaten any food?" Zhao Fan lay down on the sofa.

Ning Shu said with anticipation on his face: "Eat, I still want you to take me fly!" ”

"......" Zhao Fan immediately rushed back to the room, pretending to be dead and closed his eyes, "I'm tired today, let's go in a few days." Then he raised his hand and took a shot, and the door closed automatically.

At night, Seventeen was chasing dramas in the living room, and Ning Xiyu and his younger brother lived in the same room, so no one came to disturb Zhao Fan, he fiddled with the blood Tai Sui and Jiaolong horn for a while, and then fell asleep.

Unconsciously, Zhao Fan was dazed, feeling as if he had a dream, his chest was like a small tongue constantly stirring, and his shoulders and waist were covered with a small hand that was as soft as a boneless.

Exciting and bizarre touches hit......

"Dream Spring?"

Zhao Fan is strong-blooded, and he is a junior brother, thinking in his confused consciousness is a dream anyway, then it's okay, he doesn't know who is pressing on his body, and he holds his back with his backhand and strokes.

"Huh?"

"This ......"

Gradually, Zhao Fan felt that something was wrong, how could the dream be so real?!

At this moment, his hand suddenly touched a long, fluffy strip...... But it's incredibly silky...... As if struck by lightning, a spirit came to its senses, "Tail!?" ”

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