At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Lu Yao ran to West Street early, but Su Eryi was not there.

Su Qiqi was alone in the courtyard and didn't know what to repair, Lu Yao stood for a while and felt that he couldn't help much, so he directly teleported to the underground.

"This girl, she won't even say a word when she leaves now!" Su Qiqi grumbled, and continued to lower his head and fiddle with his pile of broken copper and iron.

"Pretty early today?" Jishu was drinking tea in the yard, and it was not yet half past eleven.

"Jishu, I'd like to ask you something."

"Tell me, I like it when people ask me for advice, you know, I usually ask people for advice."

"There was a girl in our class who picked up a doll in the cemetery, and then she became a little abnormal."

"Doll? What kind of doll? ”

"I've only seen a few vaguely glances, and her eyes turn on their own, and they are very attentive, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling."

"According to my classmate who once touched the doll, the thing was made very realistically, and even the skin was faintly warm."

"You describe it a bit like a puppet doll, and a little like a sewing doll."

"I've heard of a puppet doll, what is a sewing doll? It can't be sewn in human skin, right? ”

"No, it's a piece of paper."

"Can paper make it look like human skin?"

"The origin of the sewing doll is like this, a hundred years ago, there was a family, the only little daughter in the family died, her mother was an embroiderer, very skillful hands. A year after her daughter's death, a Mr. Yin and Yang came to her and asked her, "Do you want your little daughter to come back to you?"

The woman was naturally full of thoughts, and Mr. Yin Yang said, "In this way, I will teach you a method, and after the matter is completed, you will give me a precious thing in your family." ”

"The woman is not rich in her family, and she can only barely survive, so she said, "I have no treasure in my house."

"Mr. Yin Yang said: It's not an object, you can give it too, you can decide for yourself, I won't come to ask for it if it doesn't work."

The woman thought for a while, and then agreed with the mindset of giving it a try.

Mr. Yin Yang told her that sewing a doll out of cardboard does not have to be realistic, but it must look like it. The woman was born by doing needlework, and this kind of thing naturally did not bother her, and the paper skin was sewn into the shape of a doll in a few days.

Mr. Yin and Yang also told her that after the doll was ready, she would feed it with the blood of her thumb for seven days. ”

"Pick a rainy night, go to her youngest daughter's grave, bury the doll in the grave, and take it out and take it home after a hundred days. Although this method sounded horrible, the woman was so anxious that she did it without caring for anything else, and her own blood was smeared on the doll's mouth every day for seven days.

Half a month later, on a dark, windy, rainy night, the woman hid from her family, climbed up the back mountain with a paper umbrella to the grave of her little daughter, and buried the paper doll in the soil. ”

"When she got home, she painted on the wall every day, looking forward to the arrival of a hundred days."

"As a result, a hundred days later, she took the doll back and offered it at home?" Lu Yao asked.

"No, on the ninety-ninth day the woman died." Jishu said.

"What? Isn't this plot development right? ”

"This is a true story, what kind of plot development do you want?"

Since the woman buried the doll in the grave, her body began to deteriorate day by day, and she couldn't see anything wrong with Langzhong. I can't eat every day, I can't sleep at night, it's like losing my soul. ”

"That Mr. Yin and Yang is a liar?"

"It's not just a liar, it's a god. The method he taught the woman was actually the method of resurrecting the soul by life. ”

"Resurrection?"

"Yes, but it was the woman's life that was borrowed, but not the soul of her daughter."

"He lied to the woman?"

"It's not just a lie, it's a desire for her life."

"Why? Could it be that they had some deep hatred before? ”

"If it weren't for the deep hatred, why would it be so much to poison people's lives? When the woman was young, because she was playful, she had set fire to a litter of wolf cubs, and brought them back to show her fellow villagers, and the she-wolf attacked the village in the middle of the night to seek revenge for her son, but she accidentally bit Mr. Yin and Yang's sister to death.

After the she-wolf was killed by the villagers, Mr. Yin and Yang's family still couldn't let go, and they asked why the woman was unharmed and their daughter died. The woman's family moved out of the village and disappeared from the village. ”

"Many years later, when Mr. Yin Yang grew up, he visited everywhere, and finally found out that the woman was married and the child died young, so he devised a plan to take advantage of the woman's love for her daughter to lure her into a trap."

"He used the woman's blood to feed the paper-sewn doll, and used the corpse of her dead daughter to feed the doll, and when it was ninety-nine days, the sewn paper doll became a sewing doll, and the woman's popularity was all lent to the doll, and naturally it was a life."

"Then whose soul did he repay with his life?"

"Naturally, it's his sister who was bitten to death by a wolf."

"Sister?"

"Yes, because his sister was about the same age as the woman's daughter when she died, Mr. Yin and Yang had already stuffed his sister's birth date and afterlife in the doll's belly, as well as the burial place."

"The death of the woman's daughter, is this also the ghost of Mr. Yin and Yang?" Lu Yao then asked.

"It's not, it's just a coincidence, it's probably retribution."

"But since this woman has received retribution, and Mr. Yin Yang has done another sin, isn't there no end to retribution?"

"So, the purpose of this practice is to let go! Let go of everything, including hatred, resentment, and revenge. ”

"How many people can do that?"

"That's why you have to practice, have you let go of your hatred?"

"I can't put it down."

"It's normal, it's me, I can't let it go"

"Then what are you telling me?"

"You say, do you want to stay in love forever for prosperity in this world, or do you want to escape fate, get rid of reincarnation, and no longer set foot in the troubled world?

"The latter is too far away, but I'm not very interested in the former." Lu Yao shook her head.

"Do you like to be free?"

"Yes."

"People are different."

"We're not human."

"No matter whether you are a ghost or a human, aren't you always wandering between these two?"

"And those who are reincarnated as animals!" Lu Yao said.

"Why do you have to tear down my platform? I'm talking about most, most! ”

"Okay, it's my fault, that Jishu brother, what will happen after the sewing doll is made?" Lu Yao hurriedly changed the topic.

"Well, since the doll was formed by condensing the yin qi, it has completely turned into a ghost doll, and it is a few points more powerful than a puppet doll."

"You mean to say that Mr. Yin and Yang placed his sister's ghost in the doll?"

"Yes, but children die along, and they rarely go to the underworld, they are too young, and Yangshou has not yet arrived, so it is difficult for the underworld to accept it. And the children are also playful, most of them play and wander in the world, and they are not easy to catch. ”

"It's pitiful."

"Mr. Yin and Yang found her sister's soul, but she didn't have all three souls, so the sewing doll will be more stubborn and cruel than the other children."

"That's the case with all sewing dolls?"

"The dolls of ghosts have lost their hearts when they were human. Think about it, how can they not feel resentment when they see other children growing up freely and carefree, while they themselves die early and wander between yin and yang, and are still imprisoned in the body of a doll? Over time, he also became a terrible ghost.

Whoever owns a sewing doll will obey him and become his slave. ”

"So what is their purpose? Enjoy the same treatment as other children? ”

"That's all it takes, and they won't be called little ghosts, in the process of enjoyment, they have to constantly suck people's souls to improve their spiritual power, and finally his slave will die without a problem."

"Just like that woman?"

"Yes."

"Damn, what about our homeroom teacher?"

“”

"By the way, isn't this Yunge Courtyard just for catching ghosts? Isn't that your business? ”

"We catch the ghosts, and we have a limit every month! And every ghost can only be caught if he is instructed by the underworld. Jishu said.

"So troublesome?"

"Do you think the streets are full of ghosts?"

"But now that you know everything, let him go unpunished and endanger the world?"

"I'm going to ask Lord Huhe for this."

"Where's your lord?"

"Isn't it there, otherwise wouldn't you have come out to supervise you sweeping the floor sooner?"

"When will you be back?"

"I'm not his secretary, and I don't have a list of his trips." Jishu put down the teacup and turned into the room, "Put the teacup on the table." ”

"Hey, excessive! Now even you call me! Lu Yao shouted indignantly behind her back.

When I got home in the morning, Fang's mother was still asleep, but she had big dark circles on her face.

When I wake up in the morning, I am also listless.

"Mom? Didn't sleep well last night? ”

"Well, I had a nightmare about a little doll running after me with a knife." Fang's mother picked up the milk and took a sip.

"Doll?"

"Well, big-eyed, small, black-haired, chased me for several streets."

"Black-haired dolls?" Lu Yao suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Is this just a coincidence?" ”

In the morning self-study, the class was quiet, and I could hear a needle on the ground, and I don't know who suddenly sneezed loudly, making everyone laugh.

Lu Yao raised her head and glanced at Anna's position, which was empty.

After class in the morning, Zhou Yinyin ran over.

"Why didn't Anna come to class today?"

"I don't know, I'm sick, right?"

"Just your bad idea," Zhou Yinyin nodded Lu Yao's hair, "I didn't see the doll either, which makes me feel guilty now." ”

"Huh?" Lu Yao raised her head and stared at her.

"No, no, it's my bad idea, mine." Zhou Yinyin hurriedly smiled brightly, after all, Lu Yao was the brain of their gossip association, and she didn't dare to offend.

"Humph!" Lu Yao pursed her lips.

"It's all back to position, next class exam!" The homeroom teacher walked out of the classroom with a stack of papers.

There was a wail in the class.

No, Lu Yao stared at the head teacher suspiciously, why did she have a satchel tied around her waist?

A beige outfit looks out of place with this bag, who doesn't know that their homeroom teacher is the most particular about matching clothes? What kind of evil is this today?

She stood on the podium and glanced at the students in the classroom and saw Anna's empty seats, "Anna is sick and on leave today, leave her a copy of the paper." ”

Anna's tablemate nodded quickly.

"Zhou Yinyin, hair curls." The head teacher handed the roll to Zhou Yinyin, turned around and walked off the podium, turning his back to her and saying something to Zhou Yinyin.

"Damn, sure enough!" Lu Yao couldn't help but scold.

The zipper of the small satchel left a palm-wide slit, revealing a small strand of black hair hanging outside.

It's difficult, and the head teacher is controlled.