I know how to raise imps.

Raising a ghost, as the name suggests, is to make a dried corpse of a baby who has died young, or let the baby's soul live in a doll such as a clay doll or rag doll, and make offerings in a shrine with white candles and incense. At first, a drop of blood dropped from the middle finger of his right hand into its mouth three times a day. After 7749 days, you don't need to feed it every day, as long as you feed it once on the 15th day of the new year.

Such a little ghost who has been fed with his own blood since he was a child, because he is connected to the master's blood, will never betray and will be absolutely obedient to the master. And the longer you feed, the more strength you have. Like an ordinary lonely soul and wild ghost, if it weren't for the cultivation of more than a hundred years, it would be devoured by it in an instant.

However, it is said that there are many small ghosts in Southeast Asia, especially in Thailand, and there is even an open and popular trend. It is said that a nightclub fire broke out and killed almost 100 people, and the nightclub DJ who escaped death said in an interview that it was the little ghost he raised who saved him. Since then, the matter of raising little ghosts has gradually moved from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

It is said that raising a little ghost can help the master win the battle and help the master accumulate wealth or something. In the business and entertainment circles, the trend of raising ghosts is very popular.

I never imagined that in this remote mountain village, I would meet people who raise little ghosts, and I don't know if it's true or not.

I also want to ask a little more clearly, who knows that when it comes to this topic, those big men are all scared, looking around tremblingly, as if they are afraid that Wang Jiaqi is hiding somewhere nearby and eavesdropping.

A night breeze blew, and everyone folded their arms and said, "It's so cold, let's disperse." ”

And so it was dispersed.

I followed my third uncle back to his house to live.

The night was dark and the stars were dim, and he was so familiar with the road that I either kicked a stone or stepped into a pit, and on several occasions I almost fell.

At this time, I already knew that this place was called Shangtang Village, and most of the people in the village were surnamed Wang.

The houses here are all tiled houses, and the layout is the same. The upper part of each house is a hall house and a stove room, and the lower one is a side house for people, and a courtyard paved with stone slabs is enclosed in the middle.

The third uncle arranged for me to live in the attic of the wing.

The floor of the attic is all made of wood, and it must have some history, and it is impossible to step on it with a "creaking" sound. I suspect that the main function of this floor is to prevent theft, and if a thief comes up, it will definitely be discovered immediately.

A simple wooden bed is under the wall by the window, and when you kneel on the bed, you can open the window and look outside.

After the third uncle led me to the bedside, he simply said a few words and left.

As the "creaking" sound faded away until it disappeared, everything was quiet.

The night in the countryside is terrifyingly quiet.

When I opened the small window, I saw a sky full of stars, and the ground was pitch black.

The night wind blew, and the branches and corn forests shook one after another, making a "rustling" sound, and I don't know how many demons and monsters were hiding in the dark.

All kinds of insects in the grass are "chirping" non-stop.

In the distance, there will be a dog barking or two from time to time.

And these sounds, on the contrary, add a sense of tranquility.

I just sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning against the window and enjoying the cool breeze.

After about an hour, I could only hear the "creaking" sound of the floor next door, and it was estimated that the legendary Wang Jiaqi had also gone upstairs to sleep.

Most owners sleep in the master bedroom downstairs. However, in this kind of weather, it is cooler to sleep upstairs, which should not be unusual.

The tiled houses in this village are all made of stone slabs about two meters long and one meter wide, and the distance between the two rooms is only about a slap in the face.

That Wang Jiaqi is obviously the same as me, sitting on the bed, facing the window, which is the most comfortable.

Then, I heard Wang Jiaqi's deliberately lowered voice: "You said there was a stranger next door?" I'm afraid it's a guest at the third uncle's house, right? No? Is it an out-of-told who has never been here? ”

In the dead of night, Wang Jiaqi's voice was heard very clearly.

However, I could only hear her voice alone.

But it was clear that she was talking to someone else, and I couldn't hear the other voice.

It stands to reason that even if Wang Jiaqi is not talking to a person, but "that kind of thing", I should be able to hear it. Yet, I didn't hear anything.

Wang Jiaqi's voice continued: "Is it a man?" Still young? I don't know if it's handsome or not? Hee-hee! Or you will take him and let him marry me? Hee-hee-hee-hee...... Wait a minute, don't mess around, I'm kidding you, are you serious? ”

A night breeze blew, and I suddenly had a creepy feeling.

It's not like I've never seen the so-called "that kind of thing", and even the Emperor Xudu talked and laughed with me, but now, I don't know why, I always feel very evil.

In a dark room, a young girl, enshrined the dried corpse of a baby, cut her fingers, and dripped her own blood into the mouth of the dried corpse...... It's a terrifying situation to think about.

And now, I hear her talking to herself alone next door.

I can imagine that she was not talking to herself, but to the dried corpse!

In this situation, if a person is not afraid, then there is really a ghost!

I still remember that on the day when Brother Pony's family moved, I still clearly saw a little baby lying on Brother Pony's shoulder, its strange and evil blood-red eyes, almost scared me out of my urine. To this day, I still see those eyes in my dreams from time to time at night, and I wake up from them at that time.

This Wang Jiaqi, she ...... Does she have such a thing too?

However, Brother Xiao Ma didn't know about it, but she knew about this Wang Jiaqi.

I think it's probably true to raise a ghost.

Don't I have a pearl at home? Although I didn't feed the beads, they should be similar in nature.

However, in such a situation, I still can't help but feel scared.

Fear is an instinct of human beings.

Wang Jiaqi next door stopped talking, but I couldn't sleep.

I always felt that there were countless invisible eyes staring at me in the dark.

I didn't dare to put my hand out the window to blow the wind, because I was always afraid that my hand would suddenly reach out and pull me out of the window at once.

I didn't dare to put my hands and feet on the edge of the bed, because I was also afraid that a hand would suddenly reach out under the bed and grab my hands and ankles.

All of a sudden, I became nervous and trembling.

At this time, I felt the inconvenience of not having an electric light, and I couldn't give myself peace of mind if I wanted to see it, so I could only let my imagination run wild, and the more I thought about it, the more afraid I became.

In fact, the ancestors have already said that the reason why people are afraid of the dark comes entirely from their own imagination. Because in the dark, there are always thousands of possibilities, to put it bluntly, it is actually "scaring yourself".

I don't know how much time passed, I was in a daze as if I was about to fall asleep, but I heard the "creaking" sound of the floor next door, which woke me up again, and suddenly became more awake than a cat, and more vigilant.

I thought that Wang Jiaqi was just getting up to make it easier, but who knew that I had waited for a long time, and I didn't hear any sound next door.

Apparently, she had gotten up to do something else.

It's strange, when is it now, and it's time to get up and get to work?

At this time, I found a discovery that I should have to get up to make it easier.

If it was in my own home, I could have solved it directly from the window. But now I'm in someone else's house......

I endure!

I endure!

I'll put up with it......

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I could only get out of bed in the dark and grope my way downstairs.

The sound of the floor is annoying, but no matter how light my steps are, it makes a sound.

I'm afraid that this voice will wake up some great demon king sleeping in this mountain.

I finally walked through the staircase, down the stairs, and touched the door again.

I think I'm amazing.