The god stick squinted, and was still shaking his head and muttering there, until he muttered a little impatiently, and he didn't summon Yang Yongcheng's soul, so he lifted his eyelids and looked around, and his face suddenly became unsightly.

"Are you looking for it?" I asked casually, and picked up the paper figure in my hand to show him.

The man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with a wrinkled face, and was startled when he saw me pop out, but he quickly calmed down.

"You're not dead?" The old god asked me through gritted teeth, his eyes were also fixed on me, and he didn't look at the paper man, he thought that this was still the 'paper man' who originally harmed me.

"His name is Yang Yongcheng, right?" I didn't answer the question, shook the paper figure in my hand, and continued, "The eight characters of the birthday are, Gengzi Dinghai Jiazi Wuchen." ”

Hearing me say this, the old god's eyes widened, and he immediately glanced at the paper man, and after looking up and down, he shouted in a trembling voice, "Chengzi, ......"

The paper figure suddenly shook.

Seeing that Yang Yongcheng's soul was trapped by me on this paper figure, the old god's brain was sweating, and he hurriedly comforted and said, "It's okay, big brother will definitely save you, don't be afraid!" ”

After saying that, he threatened and intimidated me again, saying that he knew me, I was Zhou Mingen's grandson, and said that my grandfather was dead, and I couldn't fight him, let me know each other, let this ghost go, and he would go around my life.

I listened to him and thought it was funny, this ghost is obviously a very important person with this old god stick, and now he is caught by me in his hand, and he will let me let me go?

I didn't say anything, I was shaking when I was carrying this paper man, and the arms and legs of the paper man made me shake and deform.

The old god stick stretched out his two hands, wanting to stop it, but he didn't dare to do it, probably because he was afraid that he would accidentally tear up the paper figure, so that Yang Yongcheng's soul would also be torn apart and suffer the same damage.

"Boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" The old god stick was anxious, and he reached out and took out two small paper figures from the big cotton jacket, the kind of paper pieces.

These two little paper figures are only the size of a palm, and they are the same as the paper figures on Lin Miao's window, and they also draw charms and write the eight characters of their birthdays.

But it seems that he has learned the lesson of being overheard by me, this time the old god's voice is very small, and in the end I only heard him shout, "Get up!" ”

I saw that the two pieces of paper in his hand shook twice, and then he actually stood up like a living person, and writhed in the hands of the old god, like two lazy children.

I looked strange, but I didn't take it lightly, thinking that this paper figure had a birthday on it, and it might be a little ghost raised by this old god.

Thinking about it like this, I couldn't wait, and quickly pinched the big rooster in my arms, originally this big rooster was used to deal with Yang Yongcheng's soul, I was afraid that this was a terrible ghost, and the soul could not be conjured, so I left a back hand.

That's a good thing, it's really a hindsight.

The big was pinched by me, and he clucked when he stretched his neck.

When it screamed, the two paper figures in the hands of the old god stick were like deflated balls, and they collapsed back in an instant, and even the paper figures trapped in Yang Yongcheng's soul in my hand couldn't stop trembling.

The old god stick hesitated, and reached into the big padded jacket and pulled it out, I am not afraid that he will get more pieces of paper, I just want to convince this person of the whole heart, so that he will not dare to fight Lin Miao's idea in the future.

But he didn't want to, this time the old god stick didn't take out the paper again, but took out a yellow skin from the cotton jacket.

When I saw this thing, I knew something was bad.

Sure enough, as soon as the yellow skin came out, the big in my arms was silent in an instant, and the wilting neck shrank, and it almost didn't get into my armpit.

The old man smiled and recited the incantation, and soon the two pieces of paper in his hand stood up again, jumped from his hand to the ground, and climbed onto my shoulder in the blink of an eye.

When the paper figure crawled on me, I pulled it several times, but this thing was like a big butterfly, and I couldn't catch it at all.

When it stood on my shoulder, the piece of paper didn't move, but I couldn't move either, it was like two big stones pressed on my body, and the two shoulders were heavy and swishing, and even I was stiffened into a big stone, and it was very difficult to move my fingers.

When the old god stick saw that I had been tricked, he hurriedly came over, broke my fingers, and took away the paper figure that trapped Yang Yongcheng's soul.

I told him, "It's useless for you to take away this paper figure, I already know Yang Yongcheng's birthday, even if you save him, as long as he makes trouble with Lin Miao, I will summon a soul to clean him up!" ”

"Boy, you can't move anymore and you're still here with a hard mouth?" The old god stick was not nervous, he smiled, and said, "When my brother and that little girl finish holding the spirit medium, I will shut you up forever." ”

When he said this, I suddenly lost the bottom of my heart, after all, this old god wanted to kill me from the beginning, and now that I know what I shouldn't know, he won't let me go.

After the old god stick finished speaking, he used his hand to scrape the soul fixing spell behind the paper man, but he scraped for a while and found that it was blood, not cinnabar, and as soon as he scraped the paper man, he trembled, as if he was very uncomfortable.

But he didn't panic, put the soul fixing spell on the paper man in front of the yellow skin, I don't know what to do, anyway, the yellow skin didn't react, this time the old god stick was a little anxious, and asked me, "Stinky boy, what kind of spell do you use?" ”

When I saw that this thing couldn't save Yang Yongcheng's soul, I was gloating in my heart, so I said, "That's eighteen years of black dog blood!" ”

Huh? How do you feel that something is wrong with this?

"Fart! How can there be an old black dog who can live for eighteen years! The old god showed a fierce face, stuffed the yellow skin back into the big cotton jacket, then pulled out another knife, put the tip of the knife in front of my eyes, and gritted his teeth to scare me, "Tell Lao Tzu how to break the curse, otherwise Lao Tzu will gouge out one of your eyeballs first!" ”

I looked at the bright tip of the knife, and I was also scared, but I still gritted my teeth and didn't squeak.

At this moment, the door of the room behind the old god stick was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Miao, wearing an autumn coat and autumn pants, and holding a kitchen knife in his hand, slashed towards the old god stick.

The old god stick didn't panic, and kicked Lin Miao with his feet, but then Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin also rushed out with a rolling stick and a burning stick, and saw that his daughter was kicked down, and he beat the old god stick.

smashed the old guy with his head in his hands, because he still had the paper man in his arms, and he had no power to fight back, and it was not easy to open the deadbolt of the gate and run out.

Seeing that the man had run away, Uncle Lin still wanted to chase him, so I quickly called Uncle Lin to stop him and told him to stop chasing.

This old god stick does have some ability, even if Uncle Lin catches up, once he is relieved, I am afraid that it will be Uncle Lin who will suffer in the end.

Knowing that the man hadn't run far, I shouted again, "If you want to break the spell, come to Daliang Village to find me, and don't trouble the Lin family again." ”

I don't know if the man heard it or not, but anyway, the piece of paper on me jumped down and ran away.

Seeing that it was okay for the time being, I fell to the ground with my buttocks, and I don't know if my legs were scared by the knife just now, or if I was tired of catching up with this half-night, it was sore and soft for a long time.

Lin Miao got up, hurriedly came over to help me, and asked me if I was hurt.

I saw that this girl was so anxious that her eyes were red, and she felt very uncomfortable, especially when she thought that she had almost fallen to her death at the cliff not far from Linjiazhuang before, she felt even more afraid for a while, and hugged Lin Miao and hugged her in her arms.

It wasn't until Uncle Lin, who was shivering from the cold in the yard, coughed that I remembered that my parents were still here, so I quickly let go, scratching my head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Lin Miao dragged me into the house, complained that Uncle Lin was timid, and said that if Uncle Lin hadn't stopped her, she would have come out to beat that old villain a long time ago, although she said so, but obviously, it was not her who beat the old god stick away in the end, it was Uncle Lin.

Listening to Lin Miao's complaints, Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin also followed into the house, turned on the light, and closed the door, this Uncle Lin told me, it's not that he doesn't want to come out to help me, it's that the person just now is really scary.

I wondered, although the old god stick has a bit of ability, but at first glance he is an ordinary person, what is there to be scary, Lin Miao also said that he is not an old man? When there are more people scared, they are still scared away.

Uncle Lin said that he was not an old man, and asked Lin Miao if he remembered that there was a man named Yang Yongzhong in this village.

This Yang Yongzhong is the main family of Linjiazhuang, but he moved away from the village several years ago.

From Uncle Lin's mouth, I learned that he was the brother of Yang Yongcheng's ghost, and he was only about thirty this year, and I don't know why he looked like an old man when he returned to the village, and this person came back once a year ago.

Speaking of which, it was two days before Lin Miao bumped into the dirty thing.

Yang Yongzhong went back to the village and said that he was going to move the ancestral grave, but because he was dressed in tatters and was as old as a monster, some people in the village laughed that he couldn't get along outside, so he returned to the village to pretend to be most of the garlic.

He also said that his younger brother didn't have a mother-in-law until he died, and he couldn't live for a few days like this, so he must be a mother-in-law's life, and he couldn't enter the ancestral grave when he died, and moved to the ancestral grave of a fart.

When this word spread in the village, something happened.

That day, a group of old men and old ladies were sitting on the side of the street and talking about Lao Ye Ye'er, and two old men talked about Yang Yongzhong's gossip, but unfortunately, this was heard by Yang Yongzhong who was passing by.

The two old men were not afraid.

But the two old men died that night, and when the bodies were found in the morning, the two families were terrified, for the two old men were not only dead, but the mouth had been sewn with a needle and thread, and the doors and windows of the dead man's house were bolted, and no one had entered them.