An old man appeared in my house quietly, or came out of the bedroom.

Lao Dao was dressed in a light cyan Taoist robe, with countless patches of cloth of the same color on the clothing, wearing a crown on his head to be clean, stepping on a pair of modern old Beijing cloth shoes, long white socks were spotless, wearing a black coat on his lower body, carrying a seven-star Xuantie sword, the sword was two feet five inches long, inserted in the peach wood scabbard covered with dust and mud, and the word blue carved with a carving knife could barely be seen on the scabbard.

The eyes are bright, the eyes are like a galaxy, the white eyebrows are long, the big ears and earlobes hang down to the tip of the chin, and there is no wrinkle on the face of the person who looks like he can be in his early fifties.

The female ghost bowed down under Lao Dao, waiting for Lao Dao to give orders.

"Are you sure you want to go this way?" Lao Dao's voice is sharp, and listening to it can make people's hearts tremble.

The female ghost's eyes kept bleeding and tears, and she trembled and slammed her head to the old man: "Sir, I have thought about it."

Lao Dao skipped the female ghost and walked to my side, bent down and gently stroked my eyes with his slender fingers: "The five grain eyes of the ordinary body, you may not be able to open it with your own skills, it's just that, the idiot complains about the girl, I will help you with the poor way."

The female ghost still knelt on the ground and refused to move.

Lao Dao stretched out his hand to draw a talisman out of thin air, drawing two horizontal with his hand, and writing an open word with two vertical and ordinary vertical paintings.

"You slammed into where I was writing!" The old way calls the shots.

The female ghost knelt on the ground and stood up hard, and without a trace of hesitation, she bumped into the open word that Lao Dao stared at with his strength above my eyes.

The golden font touched the female ghost's head first, and a trace of white smoke came out, melting the black evil qi on the female ghost's body. Before the female ghost let out a cry of pain, it was completely swallowed into the opening character.

The golden yellow of the body of the open character is mixed with a lot of black and red, and it originally emitted a heroic righteousness, but there is still a demonic power that makes people evil.

The old Taoist stood with his hands in his hands: "The law of heaven is clear, the law of the earth is spiritual, the yin and yang are knotted, the water spirit is manifested, the spiritual light is taken by the water, the heaven reaches the earth, the law is pursued, the yin and yang law mirror, the true form is quick, the true form is quickly appeared, I am the true monarch of Sanmao as the law!" Haste as a law! ”

When the opening word is golden, black and red, it falls down little by little, and when it is a centimeter away from my eyes, the whole word falls apart and analyzes, turning into gold-black particles with the old mantra, sinking into my eyes, and the particles dissipate when they touch the eyelids.

The color of my eyelids hasn't changed with it, and I haven't changed anything until now except that my nose has been bleeding.

When the particles were fused, Lao Dao shook his head and sighed: "Yes and no, this kid wants to see ghosts so much just to satisfy his selfish desires and lusts." You're willing to help him open his eyes, and even then he doesn't know you're there. ”

"Where is this? "As soon as my hazy consciousness woke up, I felt that my lungs were crawling like thousands ......of ants, and I was itching so much that I wanted to cough out my lungs violently.

"Sir, please save her." The woman's cry echoed in the thatched hut, which was less than fifteen square meters.

"Alas" after a sigh: "It's not that Poor Dao doesn't want to save him, I can't save him from this disease, when I met him five years ago, he and I formed a fate, so that Poor Dao was lucky not to starve to death in the famine, I sent him a hexagram at the time, saying that he wouldn't let him do this business, but unfortunately he didn't listen."

"Ahem, cough, it's my own corpse, and time is running out...... Brother Dao...... Can you please help me with one thing......" My consciousness seemed to drift out of my body, and I could only look at the body and speak to itself.

Lao Dao was silent, I looked at the person lying on the wooden bed who was exactly like me, and said as if explaining the aftermath: "I know that you will be able to crown the doctor, and I hope that after I die, you can give my eyes to me, a blind woman, and let her show me this beautiful river and mountain!" cough cough ...... "After finishing speaking, he vomited on the bed sheet, and the black blood was sandwiched between the minced meat.

Lao Dao was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I can help you."

"Thank you...... After finishing his words, he finished explaining the aftermath, looked at the woman for the last time with all kinds of reluctance in his eyes, and then died.

I'm dead again? My consciousness looked at the "me" lying on the wooden bed and had lost my breath, and I actually had this thought.

"Xianggong! Messire! The blind woman pounced on my corpse.

After that, Mr. Yinyang, the most famous and professional ethics in this radius of fifty miles, died, but I don't know why Mr. Yinyang's blind daughter-in-law saw the light again, was widowed for 30 years, wore the funeral clothes that her husband prepared for her before he died, lay down in front of his husband's grave, and left.

The ghost of a woman after death did not enter reincarnation, but relied on an obsession in her heart to see what her husband would be like in the next life, and in the previous life, she knew how to kill demons and protect others, and I don't know if she can live happily in this life.

An ordinary person wants to see ghosts all day long, wants to fool others to attract attention from his ghost experience, and maintains his inferiority complex and wants to seek attention.

The ignorance of women's love, coinciding with a year in the vast sea of people to meet this old way again, a few decades ago to see the old Taoist face can be thirty years old, after a few decades the old Tao looks only in his early fifties, knowing that the old Tao has the ability to appear in the old way, with his own ghost cultivation of the Tao to help his husband's current life to open his dream of opening the yin and yang eyes to see ghosts.

In the end, although his soul was scattered, he barely managed to do it.

Lao Dao stood in the living room, looking at my body and torso, his eyes seemed to see through the clothes, and he intuitively saw through his internal organs. From time to time, a black light flashed all over my body.

He reached out and lifted my trouser legs and found that my thighs were covered with scratches, tooth marks, and handprints.

"Yes, it's hard to think of ghosts in the future, the marks of a hundred ghosts are engraved on you and refuse to dissipate, and you will be a bright light on the night road in the future." The old man said to himself and pulled off my trouser legs, didn't bother with anything, turned around and disappeared directly through the wall.

The next day, my grandmother came home from work and saw me lying flat on the ground, my nose and face were still dry and bloody, I was shocked, and wanted to help me up, and sent me to the hospital first.

"Huh? Grandma, you're back, I didn't eat last night's dishes, you warm it up and we'll eat it as breakfast. I opened my eyes in confusion, and half a light flashed in my pupils, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

After my grandmother saw me wake up: "Did you sleepwalk again last night, I came back this morning, and I saw you lying on the ground, and your nose was still bleeding."

"Huh? I'm fine, then I should be sleepwalking again, I'll just go wash my face, don't worry, it's okay. "I didn't feel much pain in my nose, so I went to the toilet sink and looked in the mirror on the dressing table.

Heh, nosebleed half of his face.

"My country is a little different...... "My mobile phone rang, I touched my trouser pocket and took out my mobile phone, fortunately I didn't drop my mobile phone when I was sleepwalking, and whoever didn't look at the caller ID answered the phone, thinking that Brother Xu was looking for me something

I was a little irritable: "Who's calling early in the morning!"

"Ryoko, something happened last night!"