Mr. Zhai is also doing this to save himself, originally I thought he had a magic weapon to kill this yellow skin essence, but now the irony is that the yellow skin spirit and us have formed an offensive and defensive alliance. Our Guo family has to ensure that the yellow skin essence cannot die, and if Mr. Zhai really kills the yellow skin, it is estimated that the next step will definitely be me and my father.

Fortunately, no, he used such a method, but it was also a helpless move, just now my father was already soft on the yellow skin, but it was useless, wasn't it? So I can only come hard - you either let me go and save my life, or Lao Tzu will drag you to die even if he dies.

Mr. Zhai's behavior reminds me of my grandfather Liu Laogen'er, when I was a child, my grandfather's neck was crooked, and he was not there at that time, my grandfather is a feng shui gentleman here. The two families are in-laws, so my grandfather Liu Laogener found my grandfather and said "Gengchen, why is my neck crooked, what's the matter?"

Among the books left by He Zhenren, there are those who deal with ordinary little ghosts. In fact, when He Zhenren dealt with the three ghosts of the Li family, he used the method of dealing with ordinary ghosts, and he found that it was not easy to use, and my grandfather Liu Laogen'er usually had a crooked neck that was not crooked, and it was estimated that he was guilty of yin, I was present at the time, and my grandfather asked my grandfather: "Say, what have you experienced in the past few days, what have you done?" ”

"Two days ago when I was herding cattle. I went to Maliandian, tied the cattle to a tree by the grave of Ma Datou, and took a nap. Halfway through my sleep, I had a dream, and the big head of the horse came and said that I had pillowed his pillow, and it came to my neck, so it was crooked. My grandfather said.

"This is the same as my crooked mouth and slanted eyes back then, but my slap was slapped by Li Dada, which is much more ruthless than you, it seems that Ma Datou is joking with you, so. I'll help you talk to him, and that's it. My grandfather said.

So my grandfather lit incense, recited a mantra, and invited a small man with a big head. said to let Liu Laogener go this time, nodded if it was okay, and shook his head if it didn't work, but the paper man seemed to be laughing at his grandfather for being a half-way monk, like a half-hanger, who didn't give face, and kept shaking his head.

The next day, my grandfather and Liu Laogen'er had a shovel, no nonsense, and went directly to Ma Datou's grave, my grandfather put the apricot yellow flag and said to the grave: "Ma Datou, give you a chance at the end, the living are too lazy to see you in general, forget it, don't come on, dig your grave first, and then crush the corpse to the dust, I don't believe that there is still someone to give you this feudal element a head!" ”

As soon as Grandpa's words fell, my grandfather's neck clicked and gave it to it, and then my grandfather said, to deal with these things, sometimes you can't be afraid, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, ghosts are afraid of people for seven points, the more you are afraid of him, the more fierce you are, and my grandfather most often talks about that in those years, there were wars and famines, it was simply corpses all over the field, and there were more dead people than living people, that is, the dead air pressed the living qi, so there were many evil things, and after a few years, the popularity was strong, and the living gas was greater than the dead air, and there were not so many strange things.

Later, I stupidly asked my teacher with this sentence, and my teacher smiled and said to me that your grandfather will secretly change the concept, not that there will be no ghosts when he is more popular, but that people are smart, and people are not ignorant when science and technology are developed, and superstition is not because of fear? Fear is because of ignorance, at the time I thought what my teacher said was true, but now I can't tell who is true and who is false.

Don't talk nonsense, after Mr. Zhai said such a word to the coffin, I also stood up and looked at my grandfather in the coffin, and then looked at it at this time, my grandfather didn't know when he closed his eyes, and his hand was also loosened of the white jade jar.

My dad and Mr. Zhai exhaled at the same time, and Mr. Zhai said to my dad: "Mr. Guo, I have no choice but to forget Haihan." ”

My dad nodded, bowed to the white jade jar in the coffin, and then reached into the jar and felt something out of it, this thing is undoubtedly the most beautiful thing I have seen tonight!

It's a snow-white weasel!

I know it's hard to understand, snow white or weasel? But in fact, this is a weasel, that is, the snow-white hair all over the body, the white hair that looks like satin grows on this weasel, I even have a feeling that this is a pet, Malegobi's, I have thought about 10,000 kinds of weasel spirits, but I just didn't think that this weasel looks so cute, use this thing to pick up girls, I believe that I don't know that this is a fairy girl can't resist his charm.

When my dad touched this weasel, it was still sleeping, and it looked even more cute when it fell asleep, and I actually reached out and touched it at this time, I usually like cats and dogs, so I have no resistance to this thing at all.

This touch is terrible, this white yellow-skinned essence actually woke up, and the pair of small bean-like eyes glared at me fiercely, just one glance, it made my whole body stiff, its eyes were really too cold.

"Wong Tai Sin, offended, ask for three roots." My dad muttered to the yellow skin.

This is really a dick, everyone has to be polite to him, Mao is Mao, and TM's fairy hair, I really can't see that my dad will still do this, but I still understand the reason that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and I didn't say anything, after my dad finished saying that, the yellow-skinned spirit didn't refuse, just closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

My dad slowly stretched out his hand and plucked three hairs from this yellow skin, and this time, the sleeping yellow skin stood up painfully, and even grinned very humanely, and shouted fiercely: "Get out!" ”

My father handed over the three hairs to Mr. Zhai, and quickly put the yellow skin into the white and jar again, put it into my grandfather's erhu, covered the coffin, and the three of them rushed down the mountain like three lost dogs.

When I arrived at my house, my dad burned those three hairs, what else could I have if I burned three hairs? Mr. Zhai's face changed, and he said, "Mr. Guo, what about this ash?" ”

My dad was also depressed, so he asked me to pour a glass of water, and flicked it on the other side of the cup: "Just have that meaning." It has acquiesced and let you go, and it should be fine. Mr. Zhai, I hope you can help keep today's matter confidential. ”

Mr. Zhai drank the glass of water as holy water, hugged my father and said, "Mr. Guo, rest assured, today's grace will never be forgotten, I don't want to mix this matter in my life." ”

My dad nodded, didn't speak, Mr. Zhai didn't want to spend the night at my house, he wanted to leave at night, my dad asked me to send him, I thought that I would go tomorrow, it was better to follow Mr. Zhai back to Luoyang tonight, and I could take a ride.

My dad didn't say anything, just asked me to find a new thing to do as soon as possible, but he still didn't want me to have too much to do with my second uncle's business. What can I say about this? I don't have any concept of things like damaging yin and virtue, and besides, I won't really go to Dou'er now, I won't do anything, and if I go, it's a disservice, and people may not be willing to use me. Regimental skills.

I returned to Luoyang, and when I was separated from Mr. Zhai, Mr. Zhai stopped me and said: "Three or two little friends, there was a sentence just now that I hesitated and didn't say it to Ling Zun, but as a friend, I have to remind that it is indeed a good choice to use the yellow skin to guard a secret, but it is still Ling Zun's sentence, and the tiger skin, although I have not seen a demon cross the catastrophe for so many years, but I will not say much about the geographical location of the lock village and the princess's tomb, that yellow skin occupies the dragon's energy, if I guess correctly, Your grandfather's plan is to use the yellow skin to resist the people who have a thief to the princess's tomb, and then the yellow skin cultivates to a certain level and is triggered by the thunder, which can make the yellow skin essence disappear, but once the yellow skin stained with dragon qi passes the heavenly tribulation, the consequences, I dare not think. ”

"You're thinking too much, how can you be so mysterious when you're a monster?" I scoffed at it and didn't know why I had a feeling.

When I was in Lock Village, I felt that yokai seemed normal.

But once I returned to Luoyang, I felt that what I had experienced at home seemed unreal.

Could it be that modern technology is out of step with these legends?