The shareholder Xi is like an air current, and when he first noticed it, Xing Ruyi was a little scared, but after getting used to it, he felt a little funny. She closed her eyes seriously, and used her mind to guide the air currents as the fox had just said.

These currents are very mischievous, and at first, they seem to be deliberately against her, but after many attempts, she finally leads them to her eyes little by little.

At this time, both of her eyes felt hot, as if she was doing a physical compress. She quietly opened one eye, followed by another.

Xing Ruyi couldn't see her own eyes, so she didn't know that her eyes had turned red at this moment, and they were the color of blood red. She just stared curiously at the courtyard of the village chief's house. The courtyard was encased in a black mist, and the mist was constantly scurrying around as if it were alive.

"Are these all grievances?" She pointed to the black mist.

"Can you see it?"

"Yes, yes, but why are these things flying towards me?" As soon as Xing Ruyi stretched out her hand, a few wisps of mist flew towards her like small black insects, and she quickly closed her eyes and hid behind the fox.

"Remember what that man said to you?" The fox shook Xing Ruyi's hand: "You have crossed time and space, crossed the netherworld, you are a person with ghost magic. The ghost art belongs to the Netherworld, and these grievances also belong to the Netherworld, and they smell the breath on you. ”

"Ghostcraft? What is it? When Xing Ruyi opened her eyes again, those black mist disappeared, and the strange air flow flowing through her body also disappeared.

"I don't know what it is, but it's something like Netherpower." The fox didn't practice ghost arts, and it was only because of Xing Ruyi that he knew about it. The mystery of ghost arts, even that person can't tell clearly, how can he, as a fox who grew up in Qingqiu, explain it clearly. He only knew that possessing ghost magic could make Xing Ruyi powerful. Becoming strong means that she will not be bullied by others from now on. Although, she has never been bullied before.

"Isn't it amazing?"

What the fox thought in her heart, Xing Ruyi couldn't guess it, and she didn't know, all she cared about was the inexplicable air flow in her body. Ghost magic, it sounds like it's very powerful.

"It should be amazing." The fox nodded slightly: "As for how powerful it is, it depends on how much potential you can tap into yourself." For now, it can help you gain insight into yin and yang, help you drive away ghosts, and even tame demons. ”

"That's amazing!" Xing Ruyi grabbed his clothes and looked himself up and down, as if he wanted to catch the air flowing everywhere and study it carefully: "Then how can I find it, or let it be used by me?" ”

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run? In the days when she was an An Ansheng as an otaku, she didn't know how many mythological dramas and fantasy dramas she watched, and she could guess what this ghost magic was. The only thing she worries about now is how to get through her second line, so that this magical thing can be used for herself, so that she can become a superwoman with superpowers overnight.

Xing Ruyi waited for the fox to answer expectantly, but as a result, the fox only lazily gave three words: "I don't know." ”

Zhizhi Niang fainted when she saw the puppet, and when Xing Ruyi and the fox returned from the village chief's house, she had just woken up. Seeing Xing Ruyi, she didn't speak, but sat on the bed and hugged the puppet made after her daughter tightly in her arms. She frowned and said nothing, still with some horror in her expression that had not yet dissipated.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

"My daughter and I are very happy to finally have a place to stay. That night, we bought meat, vegetables, and even some fruit wine. In the kitchenette over there, I was in charge of the cooking, and my daughter was on the sidelines to help me. Two dishes and one soup, simple, but my daughter and I are content. When I was ready to eat, my daughter ran to the yard, cut a few flowers from the flowers over there, found a clay pot, and put it in it.

She is a person who likes flowers very much, and in the past, when the old man was still there, no matter what he went out, he would bring her a handful of flowers when he came back. Some of them I can name, and some of them can't. But no matter what kind of flowers they are, she likes them all, and they all keep them in the room.

Later, the old man died, and the family's real estate and shop were occupied, and even the porcelain vase used to hold flowers was taken away by them. My daughter cried a lot, because the porcelain vase was specially bought for her by the master, and it was a gift for her birthday. ”

Zhizhi Niang hugged the puppet doll and remembered.

"We had a great time, and after the meal, we went back to our rooms to sleep. Zhizhi, a child, was used to living alone, so he chose this room. I live in the big house next door. In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard her scream, and I didn't even have time to put on my shoes, so I hurried over. I thought...... I thought she was dreaming. Ever since the old man left, Zhizhi has often dreamed, either dreaming of the old man or dreaming of those people who came to rob us. But when I ran through the door, I was so scared that I almost fell to my knees. My Zhizhi was lying in the doorway, her face distorted, as if she was frightened by something. By the way, she was still foaming at the corners of her mouth and had blood on her face. I was terrified, and when I came back to my senses and quickly picked up my Zhizhi, I realized that the blood was not hers, but seemed to have been stained. She was covered in water, and she didn't know where it came from. On the ground, there was a string of footprints, the footprints were wet, and there was water next to the footprints. ”

Zhi Zhi Niang stared at the ground, as if there was another series of footprints on the ground.

"I screamed for a long time before I woke up Zhizhi. When she first opened her eyes, her expression was very scary, as if she had seen a ghost. I hugged her tightly and kept telling her that I was a mother, and I was her mother. Later, Zhizhi seemed to have really woken up, throwing herself into my arms and crying. I've never seen her cry so much except when she was little, and I asked her what was wrong? She shrank in fear and whispered to me, "It's a ghost, there's a ghost in this room." ”

"Did you see that?" Xing Ruyi asked.

Zhi Zhiniang shook her head: "No, I didn't see anything except the string of footprints on the ground." But when Zhizhi said those words to me, I couldn't help but shiver several times, and I felt that the cold in this room was terrifying. ”

Zhi Zhiniang got out of bed with the puppet in her arms: "Hell things, I've heard about them before. Once, when my grandfather was drunk, he lay on the table and told me a story about a ghost he had encountered when he was a child. When my family was young, he was very poor, and his family lived in the kiln. Do you know what a kiln is? It is to make a hole in the dirt slope, and then hang a cotton curtain, or make a wooden door, and it is considered a home. The house was also very barren, and the beds and tables were made of earth. It's not to do it, it's just to dig one out by the way when digging a hole, and then carefully level it.

When my husband was young, he lived in that kind of place. They dug three kilns, one for people, one for food, and one for donkeys. Countrymen regard donkeys as important as their own families.

It was a gloomy winter, late in the evening, and it was dark early. When my lord heard the donkey barking, he took hay and went to the cave to feed the donkey. As soon as I walked in, I saw a pair of shoes. Red embroidered shoes, palm-sized. He curiously looked up at the embroidered shoes, and first saw a pair of embroidered black pants, followed by a red jacket. Further up, there was a pale, frightening face. My lord immediately threw away the hay in his hand. Do you know why he's afraid? Because that person, he knew, was an old man in the village who had been buried only two days before. When the man was alive, he had to call her grandma. But she has a bad temper, especially when she is sick, she always likes to beat people with the crutches in her hand, and the younger the child, the more she likes to beat. Later, when she died, the children were very happy and even scolded her behind their backs. My lord also scolded, not only scolded, but also spat in the yard where she lived before her death. As a result, this kind of thing happened.

My old man burned for a few days in a row, and the people in the family invited Mr. again, and went to the old man's grave to kowtow and admit his mistakes, so that he picked up a small life and came back. Since then, my lord has been worshipping ghosts and gods, and until he leaves this world, he is safe and stable, and his wife is peaceful.

My family Zhizhi, although she is not a daughter, has never been out of the house since she was a child. She hadn't messed with anyone, she hadn't caused trouble, and she hadn't provoked ghosts, I couldn't figure it out, and I couldn't figure out how she met a ghost. The next morning, I went to the village to inquire, and then I learned what had happened in the courtyard. ”

Zhizhi Niang cried in annoyance: "I went to the village chief and asked him why he sold us such a yard?" But what did he say, he said that he didn't sell it at first, and that we had to buy it. I'm a woman, how did I say it? Besides, this yard can't be bought, and we have bought it, I just hope that this matter can be settled as soon as possible. I bought incense and candles and worshiped them in the courtyard, but they didn't work at all. The ghost I can't see always comes to my house in the middle of the night. ”

Zhi Zhi Niang sniffed: "Later, I met a Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest taught me a method, let me make a puppet out of Zhizhi's underwear, and put this puppet in the room to replace my Zhizhi." The Taoist priest said, as long as I can hide from that ghost for 7749 days, my Zhizhi will be fine. Can...... But where did my Zhizhi go? Where the hell did she go? ”

Zhizhi Niang hugged the puppet and cried heartbreakingly, Xing Ruyi looked back at the fox, and suddenly remembered the direction where the middle-aged man was driving, and she whispered: "Perhaps, I can find the ghost that Zhizhi saw." ”