Zhang Liang stared at the non-existent Tianzi No. 4 room card, stunned for a few seconds, looked around, spread his feet and ran.

After running for less than a few meters, suddenly, candlelight lit up in the quiet room of Tianzi No. 4.

Zhang Liang noticed the candlelight and turned his head stiffly.

The wooden window is a wooden frame with a string of steel bars, and two sashes are inlaid with four pieces of fish-scale glass.

It's ancient.

Through the glass, Zhang Liang saw a vague figure, holding a candle and lighting it on the rows of candlestands.

The ashram is designed to allow pilgrims to get away from the troubles of the world for a short time.

There is no electricity, which shields most of the busyness, but people who are used to the annoyance of the city have nothing to do at night, and they are not bored to death, so there are several rows of candle stands in each quiet room, with hundreds of candles.

The beautiful name is called the heart candle.

It is said that as long as you meticulously light all the heart candles, all your troubles will be solved.

Zhang Liang looked at the figure of lighting candles, and shouted with chattering teeth: "Poisonous, don't think that if you steal a room card and pretend to be a ghost in it, I will be afraid of you." I'll tell you......"

"Who do you say is poisonous?"

Song Xueyi walked over from the kitchen with a lantern, Zhang Liang turned around and saw Song Xueyi, and then looked at Tianzi Room 4, the quiet room was dark.

He glanced at Song Xueyi, lowered his head, and walked to the door of the quiet room with courage.

On the door number is the Tianzi No. 3 quiet room.

Looking at the room next to it, it is the Tianzi No. 5 quiet room.

Zhang Liang slapped his face, "I remember clearly that it is the No. 4 room card of Tianzi?" ”

"What did you say?"

Song Xueyi couldn't help but gasp when she heard the No. 4 room card.

As soon as the words came out, she immediately said with a sinking face: "Let's go, go to the canteen to eat." ”

Zhang Liang shrank his neck a few times, followed behind and said, "Just now I saw the four ...... of hanging heavenly characters here."

"Go your way!"

Song Xueyi immediately interrupted Zhang Liang's words, revealing a very jealous emotion.

Zhang Liang held back the feeling of being full of unhappiness, followed behind Song Xueyi, and pulled Song Xueyi to chat without words.

chatting all the way to the door of the canteen, Zhang Liang's nervous mood finally relaxed a little.

Suddenly, he stopped outside the threshold.

Song Xueyi carried the lantern and turned back within the threshold, "What's wrong?" ”

"I ...... I'm not hungry. ”

Zhang Liang lowered his head, glanced at Song Xueyi's feet, turned around and left.

How did a poisonous thirty-seven yard foot become a thirty-six yard?

It would be difficult for someone else to tell the difference between thirty-seven and thirty-six yards at a glance.

But Zhang Liang is different, for Zhang Liang, the face of the sister paper is important, but the feet are more important.

He would never admit it.

"Eat a little if you are not hungry, so that you don't go hungry at night......"

The words of concern floated behind him, and Zhang Liang spread his feet and ran.

rushed to the back of the more than three-meter-high gate of the Baixian Nunnery in one go.

See the puppet hanging behind the deadbolt.

Zhang Liang sat on the ground with his back against the door, gasping for air.

The breath eased, and Zhang Liang glanced up at the puppet.

The puppeteer, hanging from the deadbolt, swayed in the dim light with the night breeze, as if smiling at him.

Zhang Liang looked at the puppet, and it was another spirit.

Suddenly the puppet spoke.

Puppet: Slave Family, meet Lord Yin and Yang.

The stickman with the sword stood on Zhang Liang's shoulder, looking up at the puppet on the deadbolt.

The one who heard the puppet speak, it was not Zhang Liang, it was also Zhang Liang, but it was a stickman with a sword.

Puppet: Yin and Yang Adult?

Stickman with a sword: Who are you? Are you talking to me?

Puppet: The slave family is talking to the adult!

Stickman with a sword: Prajna? I don't know.

The stickman with the sword sat vigilantly on his shoulder and remained silent.

"Prajna?"

Zhang Liang glanced at the puppet again, feeling that the name was so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Prajna is an evil spirit formed by a woman's strong jealousy and resentment, and is said to be one of the nine evil spirits.

She was broken up and sealed in three puppets, and Pranya couldn't remember how many years had passed.

Each generation of the owner of the Baixian Nunnery, when he encounters something to exorcise evil spirits, he the puppet with a needle and forces the evil spirits who are causing chaos to achieve the purpose of exorcising evil spirits.

This kind of tormented days, Prajna doesn't know when it will be a head.

Prajna wants to self-destruct countless times, but as long as there is a woman who exudes jealousy and resentment, she can't do it.

There are endless jealous women and resentful women in the world, and they will not die!

If you want to get rid of the seal, there is only one way, to split the seal with a sword of yin and yang.

The last time Prajna met Zhao Gao, who had practiced the Yin and Yang Sword Sutra, how many years ago? Prajna doesn't remember anymore.

The eunuch didn't know at all that she was pitying, saying that she was an evil spirit and deserved to be sealed.

I hate it!

This one is not a eunuch, he should pity the jade, right?

When we meet for the first time, we know that it is not appropriate to say too much.

The commotion shouted out to Lord Yin and Yang, and said that the slave family had retired, and then fell silent.

"Why did you come here to the cafeteria?"

Song Xueyi, Zhao Mengqi's mother and daughter, came over together with a flashlight.

Zhang Liang glanced at Song Xueyi's feet, thirty-seven yards, and then at the mobile phone they were holding.

Under the staggered mobile phone flashlights, there are also shadows.

Zhang Liang stood up excitedly, and sat down with his legs weak again.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Liang was just about to talk about sharing what he had encountered and sharing his fears, Song Xue gestured with a look, indicating that Zhao Mengqi's mother and daughter were present, what did she say in private.

Song Xueyi walked up to Zhang Liang in disgust, held Zhang Liang's arm, and helped Zhang Liang up.

There is a temperature in the palm of the hand.

There's nothing wrong with body fragrance.

Zhang Liang confirmed that Song Xueyi was Song Xueyi, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.