In the taxi, Lao Cai asked me what his master had told me.

Regarding the hexagram calculated by Grandpa Lin, I thought about it and still didn't tell Lao Cai, anyway, I didn't plan to provoke the dog in the hotel again, this trip was mainly to explore the details of the old man Lao Cai said, and by the way, I and Lao Cai's luggage were brought back.

If you have any clues, you can investigate for a while, and if not, then go to Wang Sheng's house immediately and meet the lame man he said.

So I omitted what Grandpa Lin said to me, and only said that his old man calculated that I was in danger.

This danger is over, and that is where I am injured.

Lao Cai didn't think much about it, nodded to me, and then leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

About half an hour later, we arrived at the hotel, and I woke up Lao Cai and pulled him to the hotel.

I thought that the first scene I saw when I came in should be a mysterious old man setting up a stall, no matter how bad it is, it should be covered with rune paper all over the wall.

But I didn't see anything, the innkeeper wasn't there, the boss's son wasn't there, let alone the mysterious old man. The whole hotel was empty, and there was not a single hair left.

To be honest, I'm still a little scared. Although I have seen a lot of ghosts, even hundreds of times more powerful than this one, I am still a little scared.

It stands to reason that I am Mr. Yin and Yang, and I shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, but maybe I'm born with less courage. It's definitely nonsense to say that you're not afraid at all.

Looking up at the sky, it was dark, but it was still daytime, and no matter how powerful that thing was, it shouldn't dare to come out in the daytime.

I took a deep breath, and then limped along with Lao Cai to the hotel.

There is no change between the inside and last night, all the doors are wide open, I kicked them open one by one with my feet last night, and when I saw these wide open doors, my feet trembled unconsciously, and the shadow in my heart was left.

With Lao Cai's support, we returned to the room last night, and the furnishings in it had not changed, on the bedside table in the center of the room, there were still unburned candles and incense, and yellow paper and brushes were also lying quietly on the cabinet.

After looking around and seeing no one for a while, Lao Cai sat on the bed and asked me what to do next.

I don't know why no one was here, but I think that since someone came to meddle in this matter last night, the old man probably wouldn't have left easily until it was completely resolved.

I just don't know how strong the old man is? Will it end up half-crippled like me?

I also asked Lao Cai about the strength of the old man, but he said that he only cared about taking me to the hospital at that time, and he didn't bother to observe these things at all.

After thinking about it, I said to Lao Cai: "Clean up your things first, and then wait here for a while, it's time for dinner, maybe someone will come later, and then we'll talk about it." ”

The reason for packing things is that I don't know if the old man has ever entered my room, and I still don't want to reveal my identity until I get to know each other thoroughly.

After all, the Sanqing Talisman is a broken book for ordinary people, and it is "Tang monk meat" for cultivators, and it is only good for me to hide it well.

Second, I can't live here, and I don't want to die yet.

Lao Cai began to pack his things, and I asked him about the ghost last night, trying to find some clues about the unknown identity of the evil last night from Lao Cai's experience.

Of course, that doesn't mean I want to get involved, it's just curiosity.

Lao Cai put the things on the bedside table into his backpack and told me what happened last night.

According to Lao Cai, after he left the room last night, he went straight downstairs and stood outside the hotel, with his keen sense of smell, he really found a stall selling skewers.

Then he bought the skewers and started walking back until he stepped into the hotel, and when he noticed that something was wrong, it was in the stairwell.

He said that he kept going up, but the stairs seemed to have no end, and no matter how he walked, he couldn't find the sign on the third floor.

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Only then did he vaguely guess something, and he began to panic, calling out my name, but there was no response, and the whole corridor was eerily quiet.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly changed.

The bright stairwell suddenly went dark, the walls around it were crumbling, the earth was shaking, the sky was shaking, like an earthquake.

When everything was quiet, he looked down and saw that all around him had become a cliff, and only the small spot where he was standing was fine.

Lao Cai didn't dare to move, because he didn't know where he was standing now, if it was on the rooftop, he would fall down and fall to pieces.

"Isn't that how a lot of movies are played?" Lao Cai said to me.

At this time, Lao Cai called every day, called the ground is not spiritual, he said that he didn't know how long he shouted, and then he couldn't shout, so he simply squatted down, squatted for a while and felt a little bored, so he took out the skewers in the bag and ate them.

"Anyway, I know you're going to come to my rescue." When I lamented Lao Cai's big heart, he said this to me.

The feeling of being relied on is not very wonderful, I smiled bitterly, I still remember that in high school, Deng Qian was brought to the woods behind the complex by Maoshan's old evil way, and after rescuing her, I asked her if she was afraid, and she smiled and said to me that she was not afraid, because I was here.

Once upon a time, I also had someone I could rely on, and that person was my grandfather, and he didn't want me to worry about anything.

When I decided to search for the Sanqing Heavenly Destiny, I suddenly understood how much pressure my grandfather was under at that time, compared to the decades I have now, when he was only two years.

The feeling of running around like a headless fly without a clue is really uncomfortable.

Not to mention an unusually short period.

What does it feel like to be depended on? In general, it's not great, because it represents responsibility, and it represents the people who depend on you on your shoulders in addition to yourself.

Later, when I summed up my life, I came to a conclusion: the so-called growth is when one day you find that you have no one to rely on but yourself. That's when you suddenly understand what the definition of growth really is. It's about no longer dividing the world into black and white, it's learning to think about the consequences of what you do.

It's the kind of person who became, the kind of person I disdained when I was young.

I won't talk about it later.

……

Lao Cai's words touched me a little, the moment I promised him to come together, his safety is my responsibility, I thank him for his willingness to believe in me, and I will certainly live up to his trust, last night's hard work has proved all this.

Speaking of which, he and I were originally two people who relied on each other and trusted each other.

Moreover, if you want to talk about it in detail, Lao Cai is not obliged to accompany me through this, he can be at home, have endless money, and live an endless good life.

So it's not so much that I'm relying on him, it's that I'm relying on him.

Thinking of this, I patted Lao Cai on the shoulder and said to him very firmly: "Yes, I am here." ”

Lao Cai smiled and tapped me on the shoulder, and then went on to tell the story of what happened last night.

Lao Cai said that at that time, the old yin tried to kill him, but unfortunately he was wearing a talisman, and the old yin tried a few times and found that it could not affect his mind, so he used other methods, which was to imitate the voices of his relatives and friends to tempt him.

Among those people was me, and that's why he did it to me all of a sudden.

"I know, the more scared I am at this time, the more opportunities it has to take advantage of, as long as my psychological defense line is broken through by it, even if I have the amulet you give, it won't protect me, so I eat skewers to strengthen my courage and tell the old that I am not afraid of it at all."

Lao Cai patted his chest and said to me angrily.

Yes, Lao Cai is right, in fact, ghosts are not so terrible to put it bluntly, as I said earlier, people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid

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People are seven points. The more scared you are, the faster you will die.

There is a local way to cure ghosts, that is, to find a bold person to scold it. Scold hard, the more ugly the scolding, the better.

Of course, this method is only applicable to those little ghosts who don't have much cultivation, and if they encounter powerful ghosts...... My suggestion here is to run for your life, dear!

But one thing is true, don't be afraid, the more afraid you are, the more miserable you will die.

No matter how powerful a ghost is, he is still very afraid of the yang energy of the human body.

I'm a little embarrassed to say this, it's easy to say, but how many people can not be afraid when they really meet it? Let's just say that I was originally Mr. Yin and Yang, but I'm not afraid?

!

When I first met Liu Xiaorong, I almost didn't scare me, and the first time I faced Zhang Yanli, I peed ...... Ahem, it's okay to talk about it, don't mention it.

So as a professional, I can't be completely afraid, let alone ordinary people?

After basically packing up his things, Lao Cai sat down, and there were signs of dozing off while sitting.

Because he didn't rest well last night, and he was hit by evil qi, his spirit has not been very good.

Now that I finally have free time, I woke up Lao Cai and wanted him to boil some hot water and give him some talisman ashes to drink.

However, as a young man who has been deeply educated by the good society of the 21st century, I myself still very much reject the practice of drinking Fu ash.

Although I know that that thing can't drink dead people, it also has a good effect on Lao Cai at this time. But my education didn't allow me to do that.

Moreover, Lao Cai, as my best brother, watched him drink a lump of black things, and I was still quite embarrassed.

So after thinking about it, I decided to find another way to expel the evil qi in Lao Cai's body.

I took out another talisman for Lao Cai to keep close to me, and then habitually bit my finger to draw a Taiji diagram for Lao Cai.

Although the effect is not as good as drinking talisman ash, it should not be much worse in combination with my current Taoism.

But when I put my finger to my mouth, I suddenly remembered, there is no need to bite my finger at this time, there are cinnabar brushes, why do I still bite my finger?

Thinking of this, I decided to find a more efficient way to expel Lao Cai's evil spirit.

That's right, since I have everything and I need it, why don't I try the Breaker? I wanted to draw it last night, but unfortunately those things happened later.

The so-called shattering is literally meaningful, that is, to break the evil spirit. It is useful for those powerful ghosts who are profound, and it is also more effective for Lao Cai's evil qi entering the body.

As soon as I said and did, I took out the things that Lao Cai had packed up again, and after setting up the incense and candles as usual, I bowed respectfully to the eight directions, and then began to recite the mantra of purifying heaven and earth.

It's no different from the usual steps to draw symbols, so I won't go into too much detail here.

After all the steps were perfect, I picked up the yellow talisman on the cabinet, took a deep breath, and began to investigate the breath inside.

Sure enough, the Breaker succeeded.

Although with my current path, I can already draw a broken talisman, but when I am sure that I have succeeded, I can't help but get excited.

I asked Lao Cai to sit down, and then took the rune paper in his hand and stuck it on his chest, his handprint changed, and he suddenly formed a sword finger and recited the curse of breaking the evil:

There are three strange suns, moons and stars in the sky

The sky is full of ghosts and gods

The gods bowed their heads and worshipped

Evil goes on and on.

I was ordered by the ancestors of the Three Qing Daoists, and I was as anxious as the law .......

The spell fell, and the shattering charm turned into a cloud of paper ashes, and then I saw black smoke rising from Lao Cai's body, and without opening my eyes, I could still feel that the evil qi in Lao Cai's body was constantly being expelled.

About a minute or so passed, Lao Cai opened his eyes, stretched comfortably, and said to me: "This shattering charm is really a good thing, I feel refreshed all of a sudden." ”

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