Zhang Heming took Song Jing's birthday and planned to ask the master to help summon spirits, Zhang Heming has not learned the soul conjuring technique yet, so he said that he would ask the master to help!

The next day, he came to the master's shop with the eight characters of his birthday, and the master was playing chess with others, and after the master played well, he asked him to help Zhang Heming solve this problem.

The master took Song Jing's birthday and began to summon spirits, but he couldn't recruit them back after recruiting them for a long time!

The master said, "No! I can't recruit it back! It seems to be stuck in something. ”

"What? Stuck? ”

"Master, don't you know where it is!" I asked.

"I don't know! It's like being trapped in a box. ”

"In a box?" Zhang Heming wondered, how could he be trapped in a box, no one would believe it!

"Master, what should I do? The soul can't come back. ”

The master drew a Taoist talisman on a square piece of paper, and Song Jing's birthday was also written in it, and handed it to him in thousands of paper cranes.

"This crane will help you, just follow it and you will find her soul."

After thanking the master, I went to work, because I couldn't find Song Jing's soul in the store during the day, so I could only go to work.

In the blink of an eye, time passed and it was evening, the store was closed, Zhang Heming walked out of the circle of friends, took out the spirit crane and put it in the palm of his hand, pointed at his eyebrows and said: "Urgent as a law!" Disease! ”

The thousand paper cranes actually moved, Zhang Heming took the things and followed towards the Linghe, and the Linghe slowly flew Zhang Heming to follow it below.

This spirit crane didn't know how long it had been flying, and he didn't know what to do when he stopped and walked, and Zhang Heming's legs were broken. It was an hour later, and the crane was still flying.

Zhang Heming was taken to the East Ring Road by Linghe, where he left the building, and the more he walked, the more tired he became, and he was panting like a cow!

Covered in sweat, my God, where is this head! Zhang Heming wondered how Song Jing could come to such a distant place.

Just when he wanted to rest, the spirit crane flew towards a street, and now there were almost no people on the street after ten o'clock, and it was such a remote place.

Zhang Heming chased Linghe to a station on this side of Hongtai Road, and suddenly Zhang Heming was helpless, and went around the county seat, almost blowing up.

Just when he was about to complain, the spirit crane actually landed on the carport on a small cart, and suddenly Zhang Heming wondered, will Song Jing's soul be here?

Could it be fake, the little cart is quite broken, it is an old woman selling baked cakes, which makes him even more puzzled, it is almost eleven o'clock at ten o'clock, how can there be an old woman here, there are very few people at the station.

Then Zhang Heming walked over, Zhang Heming looked at the old woman, nothing has changed! Sixty years old! I'm making baked cakes in my hands!

When the old woman saw him, she looked at him with kind eyes and said, "Do you want to eat the baked cakes?" ”

Now that I'm hungry, I might as well buy a piece to eat! When Zhang Heming paid for it, he accidentally saw his dough, and when he looked closely, he was suddenly a little frightened, there was blood on the dough, and in the stove where the baked cakes were baked, there were some dead cats and dead mice roasting in it.

Immediately, Zhang Heming was surprised, but he didn't call out, if she gave him bread, then he would have it! Then you might be doomed.

Zhang Heming pretended to go to the toilet and wait to come back to eat, Zhang Heming ran to the side and opened his yin and yang eyes, looked at the old woman, and was scared for nine days!

This old woman is terrifying enough, the original ordinary carts have changed, they are all broken, the old woman's brains are broken, revealing the brains, the brains are dripping on the dough, half of her face is skin and flesh and bones are out, and her eyes are falling.

I was constantly making baked cakes in my hand, and a gust of wind blew, blowing a piece of paper that read: A traffic accident at the station killed an old woman who bought baked cakes. Release time, look at the fuck, it's been seven days since I died.

Hold the grass, this old woman is not human! It's a ghost! Zhang Heming walked to the cart and said to her, "The money is for you." ”

Looking at her, Zhang Heming almost didn't throw up, because she was looking at the yin and yang eyes, she was extremely disgusting when she died, but Zhang Heming pretended to be calm.

She took his money and screamed instantly, as if her hand had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and what she had just given her was not money but a talisman.

Obviously, she hooked Song Jing's soul, Zhang Heming said to her: "Old ghost woman, you are making waves here and seducing people's souls, hurry up and release the soul of hooking!" ”

The old ghost woman, panicked, blew a gust of wind and pushed the small cart and disappeared.

"You give me back the run!"

When I thought about it, I chased after it, but it had disappeared without a trace, and the spirit crane fell to the ground.

Zhang Heming saw the old ghost woman running towards the East Ring Road, but Zhang Heming couldn't keep up, so he wanted to take a taxi to chase him!

Zhang Heming called the taxi, and after a while, the taxi came, Zhang Heming got into the taxi, and the driver asked him where he was going?

"East Loop!"

"Okay!" The driver started the car and drove towards the East Ring Road.

The driver, who was obviously very good at talking, asked, "Why are you going there so late?" Is there something wrong? ”

Zhang Heming said: "Find something!" ”

"Looking for something? What are you looking for over there in the middle of the night? There are no houses next to the East Ring Road, what are you doing there? He continued.

Zhang Heming said impatiently: "Looking for someone." ”

He thought that Zhang Heming was going to make a date, and he obviously said to Zhang Heming very obscenely: "Is the young man a field fighter!" ”

Hold the grass, why are you so disgusting, you are looking for a ghost to fight? Zhang Heming gave him a blank look.

After half an hour in the car, he drove outside the suburbs, and asked, "Where are you going, young man?" This is out of the East Ring Road, and the cemetery is on the way, should you go to the cemetery to find someone! ”

Obviously, the tone of his speech was choked, Zhang Heming said yes, and suddenly stopped with a sudden brake, and he choked up and said: "It's time for us to go home after work, please get out of the car!" ”

This old guy actually helped him become a ghost, and thought that Zhang Heming was a ghost who took a taxi home, this obscene uncle really has no level.

If you want to get off here by yourself, it will take more than ten minutes to walk, Zhang Heming wants to say, I don't want to go, aren't you helping me become a ghost?

Zhang Heming was going to scare him, "Master, why don't you leave!" I'm almost there. Zhang Heming said with a gloomy face.

The driver was almost scared, "Young man, I'm really off work and can't go." ”

There was no light in the suburbs, so Zhang Heming secretly turned on his mobile phone, the light shone on his face, and said gloomily: "Master, if you don't drive, delay my time, I will go home and sleep with you at night." ”

This statement almost didn't make this obscene uncle cry, and he looked at the rearview mirror and trembled, "Okay, I'll go, you must not go home with me." ”

Seeing the driver trembling when he was frightened by Zhang Heming, Zhang Heming actually felt funny, poof, and the driver was even more scared when he heard Zhang Heming laughing.

When he arrived at Xianshan Cemetery, Zhang Heming asked how much it was, and he shook his head again and again and said: "You are the 900th customer received by my company, and you don't need money for free." ”

But he couldn't take his car in vain, Zhang Heming secretly put a hundred yuan in his car and got out of the car.

The driver ran faster than a dog, almost with racing skills, and at that moment Zhang Heming turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and walked towards Xianshan Cemetery.

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