The other little ghosts in the cloth bag didn't see the little tiger teeth come back, they all got out one by one, and ran to the boss's bedroom with a smoke. This was unbelievable, and they saw Zhong Kui's whole body trembling spasmally, and his face was earthy, as if he was about to go into shock.

Zhiqing, who was also in the other bedroom of Zhong Kui's house, was suddenly awakened by a strange voice, which was very small. But you can hear very clearly what is being said.

"Save the Boss ......"

"Who?" Turning over and getting up, it was dark everywhere I looked. Hurriedly pressed the light, rubbed his eyes and looked at the watch, the time was 12.00, yawned and prepared to lie down and sleep for a while.

The door of the room opened automatically, and a cold wind rushed in, so cold that he shivered excitedly.

Zhiqing had long known that Zhong Kui's family had little ghosts, and under normal circumstances, the little ghosts would not dare to harass him without permission. They were afraid of Zhong Kui's punishment, so when he showed a gust of yin wind, his heart suddenly jumped, and he secretly wondered if something had happened to him?

When the idea came out, he didn't think much about it, turned over, got up in his cloak and got up, and ran into Zhong Kui's bedroom door in a few steps. Sure enough, I saw the door of his room open, and the person was spread out on the bed shaking all over.

Zhiqing saw that Zhong Kui was a sign of an evil dream, and the two of them talked about some supernatural issues on weekdays, so they also benefited a lot.

When he saw the cloth bag when he passed by the living room just now, he had the idea to retreat back to the living room, grabbed the cloth bag and trotted into Zhong Kui's bedroom. He picked up the bag and slapped it on his forehead......

Although Xiao Huya was dragging Zhong Kui to death, the power from the bottom of the well was completely beyond his control. A loose hand, a belt, a diagonal ......

Zhong Kui lost his balance and was about to fall...... Suddenly, a dazzling light came from his forehead, and this light pierced and scattered, and in an instant, it was like a huge suction, sucking him out of his dream.

'Whew~Whew,' "What's wrong with me?" Zhong Kui woke up from his nightmare and saw Zhiqing staring at him with a solemn expression.

"You...... Almost burped. ”

"How is that possible?" He was so dizzy that he wanted to vomit. The little chrysanthemum standing far away in the dark only saw Zhong Kui, but didn't see the little tiger tooth, and wanted to come out and ask.

Zhong Kui blinked his eyes, suddenly pointed outside and said, "Uncle Chen, help me get a towel." ”

"Okay." Seeing him breathe better, Zhiqing's hanging heart was firmly put into his stomach, and he walked out with a promise.

Seeing Zhiqing turn around and leave, Zhong Kui immediately whispered: "Come out, what do you want to do in my eyes, it's uncomfortable." ”

"I'm coming out......" With a soft pop, the little tiger tooth bounced out of its eye socket and landed lightly on the corner of the wall. He had to fall into the corner and hide because someone walked in.

Zhiqing brought Zhong Kui a hot towel, "Is it better?" Asked casually.

"It's much better, but there is still a faint burning pain in my chest, I don't know what's going on?"

"In my opinion, you should go for a check-up tomorrow to see if there is anything wrong, and you will have pain once that night."

"It seems to hurt more this time." Zhong Kui said sullenly. "Strange, I had a weird nightmare just now."

"What nightmare? Let's hear it. ”

"There was a moon in the dream, and there was a bottomless well...... There is also vanilla, her appearance is very strange, especially the font on her forehead is very strange," recalling the scene in the dream, Zhong Kui's face showed a slightly complicated expression.

"The moon represents the goddess, and the well represents hell...... As for what shape of the font you are talking about? ”

"The 'T' seems to be this."

“'T'！ Zhiqing's face changed suddenly, and then he said like a nobody: "Haha, don't be serious, during my recuperation, your aunt went to buy a few Zhou Gong dream interpretation books and came back to read, hey!" Don't say it, it's still accurate. ”

Zhong Kui stared at the other party in a daze, but his mind was thinking about what he said; The moon represents the goddess, and Ran Qin and Vanilla are both people of equal weight in his mind. Could it be that this dream came from something? Is there something wrong with Ran Qin? Or is there something wrong with vanilla?

"Hey! What do you think? Zhiqing asked, waving his hand up and down in front of him.

"I didn't ...... Didn't think about anything. ”

"Anyway: It's really scary just now, if it weren't for the smell of your thing, maybe it wouldn't have woken you up!"

Zhong Kui knew that Zhiqing was talking about the cloth bag, and it was true that the strange cloth bag was old for a long time, and he didn't know which era it was used. If you get close to your nose, the smell will be bad if it smells bad.

"Hi Hi! Thanks to Uncle Chen. As he spoke, he paused, and said in a somewhat surprised tone: "By the way, how did Uncle Chen know that something was wrong with me?" ”

Zhiqing looked around behind him, raised his fingers and shouted: "You think I don't know about you, aren't the seven little ghosts in your house, just now they may have seen that you have something to do and can't wake you up, so they came to me." But instead of showing up, he blew the door of my room open. Fortunately, I have a number in my heart, and if I were someone else, I wouldn't be scared to death. ”

"Haha! Now that Uncle Chen knows the truth, there is no need for me to hide it from you. They're here, you know, if it weren't for their help. Can I successfully bring Luo Xiaoming's soul back? ”

"Also, I always thought that they were staying in the ruined temple, thinking that you might have summoned them temporarily, but I really didn't expect them to lie next to me."

"They didn't scare you!" Zhong Kui said and looked up at them hiding in the shadows.

"No, no." Zhiqing waved his hand.

"Uncle Chen, it's still early, you should continue to sleep. We've got to go to the mass grave tomorrow! ”

"Well, okay. Then I'll go, you're really okay, right? Zhiqing stood up and exited Zhong Kui's bedroom as he spoke.

The seven little ghosts were in the corner of the room, and after hearing Zhiqing leaving, they hurriedly ran out.

"Boss, is there something wrong with Sister Vanilla?" Little Huya had already told Xiao Chrysanthemum everything he had seen in Zhong Kui's dream.

"I don't know, I also want to go and see, there is no phone at home, so I can only wait for your sister Ranqin to come." Zhong Kui felt a heavy feeling of discomfort. Perhaps, as the imps say, Vanilla must have encountered something bad. According to the dream interpretation method that Zhiqing said, the moon represents the goddess, so it is either vanilla or Ran Qin. But it was vanilla that appeared in the dream, could it really be her?

But looking back, it shouldn't be! Isn't there Wengen and his family by her side? Besides; She is in a big city, what can go wrong?

Zhong Kui's thinking was logical, but he never expected that the more impossible things were, the more likely they were to have happened. However, he finally found out the problem, that is, after going to the mass grave, he learned that the baby incident was not as simple as he imagined.

After Zhong Kui arranged for the little ghosts to go outside, he went to bed tired again and prepared to rest. Wanting to sleep is fake, but actually wanting to fall asleep again, if he sees the scene in the dream before, he will have to figure out the situation carefully.

With the experience of the past, this time he paid special attention to holding the dragon scabbard in his hand, and then leaned back on the head of the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate, waiting for the moment when he entered the dream realm.

Strange to say, when you want to sleep, your energy is very good. The brain is conscious, and the mind keeps coming up with scenes that have happened little by little. At the moment, his brain is like a DVD player, playing the story of what happened over and over again.