First he let out some of the white vapor, and then squinted his eyes and looked into the pot.

When he saw that the wowotou inside was about to be steamed, he was very satisfied and put the lid back on the pot.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner...

When Cui Hong brought all the food to the table, she had to get up and leave.

Uncle Cheng stopped her and asked her what she was going to do.

Cui Hong said that she wanted to see what Xiaobao was doing now.

Uncle Cheng showed a sly smile on his face, and said lightly: "Hey, my sister can't help but be a brother when she grows up, it's different to have a husband." ”

"Hmph."

Wang Tao accidentally laughed out loud when he heard this, and when he saw the emerald red eyes, he hurriedly said to him: "Hey, hey, why is the moon so round tonight?" ”

Cui Hong glanced at him fiercely: "Are you blind, don't you see that it's cloudy now!" ”

"Uh, this..."

Wang Tao scratched his head and muttered in an embarrassed whisper: "I'll just say it casually, you still take it seriously, stupid or not." ”

"What are you muttering about, do you dare to be louder."

Emerald Red crossed her hands on her hips, looking puffed out.

How dare Wang Tao offend this aunt, he honestly sat on the chair and didn't dare to speak.

He lowered his head in recognition and was about to eat, but he was unexpectedly grabbed by Uncle Cheng: "Stinky boy, who said that you should eat, hurry up and follow me." ”

"Go, where are you going? Let's eat first. ”

Wang Tao clutched the dishes and chopsticks in his hand tightly, and raised his buttocks a little reluctantly, but his eyes never left the dinner table.

Uncle Cheng slapped him on the head angrily: "What else can you do besides eating or sleeping?" ”

"Sometimes I go to the toilet or something."

was beaten by Uncle Cheng for no reason, Wang Tao was not only annoyed, but also responded to him jokingly.

"You're such a pig."

Uncle Cheng was amused by him, "You forgot about those weasels just now, so quickly?" ”

"Well, I don't dare to forget this, it's a big matter of life."

"Just remember, I'm going to take you to deal with this now."

Uncle Cheng didn't wait for him to reply, he turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the courtyard.

Wang Tao sucked the hara that flowed from the corner of his mouth, then threw the dishes and chopsticks on the table casually, and followed Uncle Cheng out.

Out of the courtyard, it was unusually quiet outside.

And Wang Tao, who has been following Uncle Cheng's buttocks, feels that Uncle Cheng's steps are too light.

Because even if he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he couldn't hear Uncle Cheng's footsteps at all.

This discovery made Wang Tao a little nervous, so he didn't dare to ask along the way, but he followed Uncle Cheng forward with a smile.

Not long after leaving, Uncle Cheng took Wang Tao to another small hut not too far from the courtyard.

Uncle Cheng first lit the kerosene lamp in the house in a hurry, and then went into the back room to get some needed things.

Wang Tao stood in the room and stretched his neck to look back and forth, only to see that the furnishings in the room were extremely simple.

Because there's really nothing special about it other than a table and two chairs.

He sat down in a chair bored, reaching out and fiddling with the wick of the kerosene lamp to pass the time.

However, when he inadvertently raised his head, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a special offering table in front of him.

I saw an incense burner and several porcelain bowls on this offering table, and some yellowed snacks for making offerings next to it.

The reason why this table is only discovered now is because the kerosene lamp covers too small an area.

To be honest, there is nothing nice about the table, but the snacks are just too tempting.

Wang Tao carried the kerosene lamp with bright eyes, and came to the table in two steps in twos, and he picked up a piece of dim sum and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of it.

When he swallowed the snack, he was stunned to find a white cloth covering the wall facing the table.

"What's this for? Why should the god who is being offered cover it with a white cloth? ”

Wang Tao was a little confused, he stretched out his hand and was about to lift the white cloth to take a look, but he happened to be looked at by Uncle Cheng: "What are you doing!" Be honest with me! ”

Wang Tao was so frightened that he almost threw the kerosene lamp on the ground.

He turned to look at Uncle Cheng with palpitations, but saw that Uncle Cheng was staring at him with a gloomy face.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Uncle Cheng, I'm here, I'm so hungry, so I stole a piece of snack, don't be angry."

Wang Tao was stared at by Uncle Cheng, but in order to cover up the mistake he had just made, he had to use stealing snacks as an excuse to divert his anger.

To be honest, although Wang Tao didn't know why Uncle Cheng was so angry all of a sudden, he calculated that people like Uncle Cheng, who make a career out of corpses, have a somewhat strange temper.

As for the taboos and rules in their business, they can't be easily violated, otherwise they will offend them, and the result will be more tricky.

The expression on Uncle Cheng's face was uncertain, he didn't look at his mouth to speak, he just stared at Wang Tao so directly.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The light of the kerosene lamp also continued to sway with Wang Tao's worried heart.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, Uncle Cheng's terrifying face looked even more confusing.

The atmosphere was depressing and suffocating, Wang Tao could clearly hear his heartbeat, he was nervous and overwhelmed, and even fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he didn't know much about Uncle Cheng's temperament at all.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more unclear about the consequences of Uncle Cheng's anger.

In his flustered and frightened eyes, he seemed to see Uncle Cheng smile weirdly.

just smiled, and the smile completely disappeared from Uncle Cheng's face.

"Come here."

Uncle Cheng was finally willing to speak.

It's just that when Wang Tao heard this voice, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he suddenly had a premonition that something ominous was about to happen tonight.

Because he couldn't figure out what Uncle Cheng was thinking, Wang Tao didn't dare to rush over.

He pretended to be stupid, and he smirked and said tentatively: "Uncle Cheng, just say it directly, why be so mysterious?" ”

As soon as his words fell, the kerosene lamp went out for some reason.

At the same time, an unpleasant stench of decay instantly permeated the entire room.

Before Wang Tao could react, a black shadow quickly floated in front of his eyes.

"Click."

After a crisp sound, Wang Tao felt as if his wrist was firmly clamped by something.

The force that held his wrist back was a stiff machine.

What is this?

Could it be a ghost?

Wang Tao wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and even if he used all his strength, he could only make a strange sound of 'woo'.

"Poof!"

A cold light flashed quickly in front of Wang Tao's eyes.

The next second, he felt as if his index finger had been cut by some sharp weapon, and then blood quickly flowed down his fingertips.

But what surprised Wang Tao was that instead of feeling pain, the broken finger also had a feeling of pleasure and comfort.

Wang Tao wondered if he was crazy, because this was not a normal phenomenon at all.

Just when he was doubting himself, he suddenly noticed that his whole body was itching without warning.

This feeling is very bad, and it can be said that it makes him suffer and suffer.

It's over, is Uncle Cheng trying to kill me?

Was it just because I stole a piece of his snack, or maybe it was because I had committed some kind of taboo?

Wang Tao speculated in horror, but unexpectedly, the kerosene lamp in front of him actually lit up very abruptly.

The firelight, which was not bright at the beginning, was now somewhat dazzling.

Wang Tao subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his eyes, and his head was dizzy as if he was about to fall asleep.

He spontaneously froze for a moment before he realized that his stiff body could move freely.

When his eyes completely adjusted to the surrounding environment, he found that Uncle Cheng was wearing a Ming zodiac robe and holding a peachwood sword, and he was walking back and forth in the house.

Wang Tao stared at Uncle Cheng with a panicked expression, but he inadvertently found that in the middle of the room, there were actually five huge yellow skins squatting honestly.

A few yellow skins stood there reverently and motionless, as if believers were worshipping the Buddha.

Their movements are uniform, and they seem to be very focused, very hardworking, and very quiet.

Wang Tao didn't know what happened to cause these yellow skins to be so honest.

He felt that the scene in front of him was really weird and terrifying.

Therefore, he trembled and did not dare to gasp loudly, for fear of disturbing those yellow skins that looked like clay carvings and stone sculptures.

"Jingle bell, ding bell..."

An irregular rattle quickly attracted Wang Tao's attention.

I saw Uncle Cheng rattling the bell with one hand and constantly throwing some paper money into the air with the other.

At the same time, he didn't know what was being said in an inaudible way.

This went on for a long time before Uncle Cheng stopped talking and rattling.

He first wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his wide sleeved robe, and then shouted on one foot: "Go! ”

This sound was full of anger, and it quickly woke up a few quiet yellow skins.

They came to their senses, first bowed to Uncle Cheng, and then turned around and hurriedly ran out of the door.

Since these yellow skins left, even the rancid smell that had just filled the house has magically disappeared along with it.

At this time, Wang Tao, who had been stunned for most of the day, hurriedly gathered to Uncle Cheng's side, and then asked him with a puzzled face, what was going on just now.

Uncle Cheng exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, first glanced at Wang Tao, and then told the cause of the incident.

He said that those yellow skins took advantage of your inattention to bury a yin and evil aura in you.

The power of this evil spirit lies in the fact that those who are recruited often cannot detect it in the first place.

If the evil qi is allowed to run rampant in the body, then by the time the patient notices it, it will reach the point of no return.

How could Wang Tao understand these mysterious and mysterious plays, he asked with a sluggish face: "What does irretrievable mean?" Does it mean two legs one?