"The person who really wants to vent his anger is you, and it is you who control Chen Sanping." I say.

Zhang Hong looked at me: "Is it possible?" ”

"Possibly. Indeed, there is such a spell in the world. "I remembered the demon Li Pu, my third uncle and I once followed a man named Youxi in order to find clues to my grandfather's manuscript, this person is the puppet of the demon Li Pu, and he has been doing it for seven or eight years.

Zhang Hong said: "There may be this spell in this world, but how can I have this spell? Master never taught me, where did I learn it? ”

"I'll need you to tell me." I say.

Zhang Hong said: "Everything you said is speculation, and there is no evidence. ”

I nodded: "There is really no evidence. ”

"You can't testify against me without evidence." Zhang Hong picked up the glass jar on the table: "Hadron, go back." Spells are not as simple as you think. Before leaving, I will give you another piece of advice, do whatever you want, and know less about some things that are beyond your ability. “

He walked out of the house, and I grabbed him by the shoulder. Zhang Hong suddenly turned around and slapped me in the chest.

He was so quick that I didn't know what was going on before the palm arrived. Feeling the heat in his chest, Zhang Hong exclaimed, looked at me, turned around and ran.

I wouldn't hurt him, why was he so scared? I chased him out, and I saw that he was quick with his hands and feet, climbing the back wall like a hound, and the most amazing thing was that he was still holding such a glass jar in his hand, which did not affect his movements at all. He climbed over the back wall and fled.

I looked down at my chest, and a hole had been burned in my thin coat, and the relic I was wearing around my neck was peeking out of the hole. Just now, Zhang Hong's palm was hitting the relics, and he was forced to retreat.

I waited in the backyard for a long time, making sure that Zhang Hong would not come back. I climbed the wall and looked out, outside the courtyard was the back mountain, and Zhang Hong was long gone.

I checked his home again and found nothing out of the ordinary. I was unwilling, and stayed until the second half of the night, but Zhang Hong still didn't come back.

I sighed, locked the door, and locked the door. Looking at the empty courtyard in the dark night, it is very bleak, I am afraid that this place will be vacant for a long time.

I came home, extremely tired, and a few things in a row that had drained me of my energy tonight, and I climbed into bed and fell into a groggy sleep.

Early the next morning, I went to my third uncle and told him in detail what had happened. Then, I gave him the lost and recovered texts.

The third uncle flipped through the messy text that had been marked, and he threw it back to me.

I didn't understand what he meant, and the third uncle said, "Memorize all the graphics and patterns inside, and then burn it." ”

"Why is that?" I asked.

The third uncle said: "This law is a bad thing, which has caused so many disputes. If you remember it, burn it, and it's a hundred. ”

I asked him what Zhang Hong was going to do.

The third uncle said: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, let him go." ”

"Third uncle, Zhang Hong obviously has something to do with Su Ban, he seems to have learned the spell of controlling others as puppets, you haven't taught him, have you?" I say.

The third uncle said: "I didn't teach it. According to the current situation, Su Ban's behavior before his death kept his soul away and turned him into a little ghost. This little ghost is now in Zhang Hong's hands, and Zhang Hong's various spells are likely to be taught to him by the little ghost in Suban. ”

I shuddered when I heard this: "Then you should hurry up and find him back, once he is bewitched by the ghost and goes mad, he will be in trouble." ”

The third uncle waved his hand: "I'll figure it out." ”

Seeing that he didn't care, I was a little angry: "Third uncle, he has visited your master." ”

The third uncle lit a cigarette: "Among Southeast Asian mages, the teacher inheritance is not so important. The ghost king of Malaysia has three apprentices, and the little apprentice once worshiped several black-clothed Azan people, and then the ghost king still accepted him, which is all indifferent. ”

"You're not going to leave him alone." I say.

The third uncle glared: "I have my own arrangements." ”

"If you want to leave him alone, I'll take care of it!" It's the first time I've talked so loudly to my third uncle.

The third uncle was furious: "What are you shouting, did I say I don't care, but I don't know where he is now." This should be about timing and chance. Okay, you know, you go get him back! ”

My third uncle and I broke up unhappily.

Thinking about it, what the third uncle said is not unreasonable, now that Zhang Hong's whereabouts are unknown, who knows where to go. I suddenly had a gut feeling that Zhang Hong would not go to Southeast Asia, and if he wanted to learn more about the Faben, he would have to learn his native language there.

When I got back inside, I got a phone call from the paint factory office asking when I was coming to work. I remembered that I still had this stubble, and if I didn't have this phone, I would have forgotten about it.

I hurriedly told them to come over tomorrow morning. The office gave me the phone number and address and asked me to come over at 8 a.m. to report.

I quit my mother and sister and told my mother to take good care of her health. My sister was very happy and asked me to work hard in the town and buy her delicious food after the salary.

My mother said to me, "Go and say goodbye to your third uncle, you will definitely live there when you go to the town, and you will have to wait for the holidays when you come back, and you two will not see each other for a long time." ”

I agreed, went to the backyard to find my third uncle, and told him about the work.

The third uncle looked at me: "Are you willing to work in such a broken factory for the rest of your life?" ”

I was a little upset: "Keep your feet on the ground and take your time." ”

The third uncle shook his head, but didn't say much: "Qiangzi, these days we have been in contact with each other, you are a very smart child, if you worship me as a teacher, I will definitely give it away, you learn spells well, with your understanding, you will have great success in the future." ”

I said casually: "Worship you as a teacher, you won't care about me if I have an accident, just like Zhang Hong." ”

The third uncle's face turned cold.

I kind of regret not keeping my mouth shut. I said, "Third uncle, everyone has their own ambitions, so don't force me." I've seen your stuff these days, and I'm not here, I just want to live a down-to-earth life and just run this home. ”

The third uncle waved his hand: "I won't say much, everyone has their own ambitions, you can go." But there are two things you have to promise me. ”

I nodded yes.

The third uncle said: "First, you want to carefully write down the Dharma book of the "Book of Ten Thousand Classics", memorize all of them, and then burn the book. Second, the relics hanging around your neck are good things, and now looking at it, it is likely that they were left after the burning of the immortal Dao Chief, and they can drive away evil spirits, so you must not take them off easily. ”

After explaining this, the third uncle was very happy and asked me to go back and clean up, and he still had to rest.

I could tell he was in a bad mood, but my mind was now on leaving the house and going to town.

No matter how good the village is, that is, such a large piece, it has long been boring. And I really want to work hard in one place, starting from scratch.

I went back to the house, and everything was pretty much packed. I asked the office on the phone, and the paint factory arranged a staff dormitory, and I packed some of my clothes. After saying goodbye to my family, I didn't even eat, so I left the village and got on the bus to the town.

I didn't memorize the Fa of the Book of Ten Thousand Classics at all, I pressed it directly under the pillow, anyway, I didn't plan to learn this, back a bird.

This time, I only had one book with me, which was a fragment of a manuscript left behind by my grandfather. It takes an hour and a half to get from the village to the town, and another hour to get from the town to the paint factory. Boring in the car, I took the manuscript and re-read it from the first page, anyway, for fun.

After reading a few pages, I yawned and was sleepy. At this time, someone next to him spoke: "Little brother, what are you looking at?" ”

I rubbed my eyes and looked sideways, and there was a fat man sitting next to me, half-bald, with a black briefcase, looking good-looking, not like a bad guy.

I said, "It's nothing, an old book, I'm idle and have nothing to flip through." ”

The fat man took out a business card from his bag, handed it to me respectfully, and I took it to see, it said "One-stop etiquette service company, business manager Qian Mingwen".

"What is a dragon? Sauna? I said.

The fat man laughed: "Little brother is really laughing." A dragon refers to the funeral industry, like a person who dies, sent to a funeral home, and then cremation, burial, and white affairs...... I'm doing both. ”

I'm not feeling well, let alone the diaphragm. No wonder he only wrote "a dragon" on his business card, deliberately ignoring the word funeral.

I handed the business card back and smiled politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you." ”

The fat man Qian Mingwen didn't care much about my attitude, it is estimated that this fat man is used to seeing other people's eyes. He said: "Little brother, we are quite fateful, sitting in a car is fate, since I should make a friend, add a > I have no way to be entangled by him, so I have to add WeChat to each other." Qian Mingwen patted his chest and said that there was no one in the town who he didn't know, and he would be looking for him in the future. As he spoke, he took out a thermos cup and drank hot water, not to mention the poor sourness. After drinking the water, he began to foam and brag again.

I quickly interrupted him, saying that you still drink hot water when it's so hot? Qian Mingwen said: "Brother, you don't know, I have been dealing with dead people all year round, and my body is immersed in cold, and I can't drink cold, and if I drink cold, I will have diarrhea and diarrhea, and I can only drink hot water." ”

Sitting next to him, I was living like a year, thinking to myself why this fat man didn't get out of the car, it was really annoying.

Qian Mingwen drank enough water and said to me with a smile: "Brother, your manuscript is very interesting, is it a diary, can I read it?" ”