Chapter 023: Five Grains

||->-> Chapter 23 of the main text, the five grains

This is a real sword, a double-edged sword, not a peachwood sword commonly used by Taoists to hunt ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. The sword is less than two feet long, and the sword body is relatively narrow, less than an inch, with a shallow blood groove in the middle. The hilt of the sword, also known as the handle of the umbrella, has a small compass embedded in the center.

Although the sword is relatively small, the blade of the sword is frost-colored, and the cold light is fierce, making people dare not look at it directly.

At the moment of the sharp weapon, Fat Dun was almost scared to pee, his legs trembled, and his mouth shouted: "Don't, don't, brother, I won't dare next time!" ”

"And next time? Hum! Ding Ermiao snorted heavily, put his sword into the sheath, and turned around and went downstairs with a straight face.

Wan Shugao pointed to the ribs and others one by one with his hand, and then followed without saying a word. He didn't know how tonight's events would end, so he naturally had to follow and ask for clarification. Hate only hate, these roommates are too strange, and they have broken big things, resulting in a failure.

"It seems that this guy is not a charlatan, he is really a ghost-hunting mage, and he has a few brushes." The man with glasses groped for the ground to find the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hands were still shaking. Just now they met Sneaky head-on, and the man with glasses fell in fright and threw out all his myopic glasses.

&。 δΈ‡β—Ž book β—Ž bar β—Ž novel wanshuba.comnbsp; "What now? It seems like we're breaking something big. Fat Dun asked worriedly, "This Maoshan disciple, will he use any spell to trick us?" ”

Ribs groaned for a long time, frowned and said, "Tomorrow we will invite Wan Shugao and this ghost-hunting mage to have a meal, which can be regarded as an apology." I don't think this Maoshan disciple will be so stingy. ”

At one end of the wine glass, the policy is relaxed. In real life, many things are solved by eating. These college students have no other way to apologize.

Several people thought about it for a long time, and finally entered the dormitory in fear. Seeing the blood dotted on the ground, I don't know if it is human blood or ghost blood, and it is inevitable that I will fight for a long time.

Ding Ermiao got off the dormitory building and walked straight to the gate of the Logistics College, no matter how Wan Shugao who followed behind him apologized, he just didn't say a word with a cold face.

The two of them walked out of the school gate before and after and continued to move forward, under the deserted street lamp, seeing that there was no one around, Wan Shugao pulled Ding Ermiao's sleeve, and said with a sad face: "Brother Ermiao, you have something to say." ”

"What do you want me to say?" Ding Ermiao finally spoke: "It's useless for you to say anything now, I don't want to care about your!" "I didn't catch ghosts, but I broke my head, don't mention the depression in Ding Ermiao's heart. This is the first business since the mountain, and it will be broken before the teacher is started!

In the green belt ahead, there was a rustling sound. Ding Ermiao swept the corner of his eye, but saw a geist lurking in the bushes. His anger had nowhere to come out, and as soon as he raised his hand, the palm thunder slashed again.

The fire flickered, and a dark figure rolled out of the bushes. The ghost figure stood up for a long time, and was about to flee from the road, but was pointed at Zhongyintang by Ding Ermiao, and immediately let out a miserable scream, retreated, and stuck to the telephone pole, waving his hands and feet, but his body could not struggle.

This scene, like the shadow of a human being projected on a telephone pole, can be seen clearly.

Wan Shugao suddenly heard the ghost scream, and saw the ghost on the telephone pole again, he couldn't help but be taken aback, hid behind Ding Ermiao and asked, "This ......, is it the ghost who entered the bedroom just now?" ”

Ding Ermiao didn't pay attention to Wan Shugao, walked to the telephone pole, pointed to the ghost shadow and asked, "What are you hiding here?" Sneaky, do you want to harm people? ”

"No, no, I didn't hurt anyone." The ghost shadow clasped his fists with both hands and begged for mercy again and again: "**Shi Mingcha, I'm just hungry, and I want to come out and find some grain qi." ”

It turned out to be a starving ghost. Ding Ermiao waved his hand angrily: "Get out!" ”

The shadow on the telephone pole disappeared without a trace.

Wan Shugao ran over: "Brother Ermiao, since he is a ghost, why don't you accept him?" ”

"Ghosts don't offend people, and people don't commit ghosts. This kind of ghost has not done evil, so what should I take him for? Ding Ermiao vented his anger, his tone calmed down a little, and said: "This ghost is also quite pitiful, he should have starved to death before liberation." It is estimated that the family members are dead and cannot enjoy human worship, so they take advantage of the wide opening of the ghost door and come out to smoke the aroma of grains......"

Speaking of this, Ding Ermiao suddenly paused, and said as if remembering something: "Oops, like a Pingtu restaurant!" Then he pulled his leg and walked away, no longer stopping.

"What's bad? What happened to Rupingtu Restaurant? Wan Shugao chased after him and followed closely.

Ding Ermiao asked as he walked, "Do you know how long Ruping Tu Restaurant has been open?" ”

"About ...... A year or so, right? Wan Shugao thought for a while and said: "Anyway, it's not too long, it used to be a restaurant, and the business was quite hot, what is it called, and then it was transferred to Ruping and renamed Ruping Tu Restaurant." ”

"Left or right?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Wan Shugao thought about it seriously again, and said affirmatively: "Less than a year." I remember when Ruping changed hands to this hotel, we just started school. Then a few days later, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Ruping also launched a Mid-Autumn Festival meal and pomegranate activity. ”

"That is to say, it was after last year's Midyear Festival that Sister Ruping took over this hotel?" Ding Ermiao quickened his pace and asked again: "You said that the business of the previous restaurant was very hot, but do you know why it suddenly changed hands to Sister Ruping?" ”

"How can you know this? Do a line of grievances, people are annoyed when they open a restaurant. Wan Shu shrugged his shoulders.

"You know a!" Ding Ermiao spoke, and his footsteps did not stop: "I estimate that the previous hotel owner transferred the hotel because he met a ghost." If you pay attention to the terrain, you will know, for example, there is an alley directly opposite the Pingtu Restaurant, which is at a three-way intersection, where ghosts come and go. Moreover, the sidewalk in front of the restaurant is full of some ancient locust trees, which are easy to attract sneaky people in the days when the ghost door is wide open. ”

Wan Shugao was stunned for a moment, patted his head and said: "I understand, you were penniless last night, but you dared to go into the Ruping Tu Restaurant to eat, that is, you saw that there was something strange here, and you want to make a way for the restaurant to offset the account after eating?" ”

Ding Ermiao's feet froze slightly, and he turned his head to look at Wan Shugao, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. I didn't expect this guy to be quite clever, and he actually saw through the key.

In the past, on Qiyun Mountain, Ding Ermiao traveled all over the world with his master, and when he had no food to eat, he would change the feng shui layout for others and change a full meal.

Seeing that Ding Ermiao acquiesced to his speculation, Wan Shugao became proud, and asked again: "According to your statement, such as Pingtu Restaurant, will you encounter ghosts in the next few days?" ”

While talking, the two of them had approached the door of Rupingtu's restaurant. Ding Ermiao stopped far away, pointed to the door of the restaurant and said, "Look for yourself." ”

Wan Shugao rubbed his eyes and tried to adjust his focus to look at the small restaurant.

Because there was an agreement in advance, Xia Bing, Ruping and others were waiting for Ding Ermiao's news, so although it was midnight, the restaurant was still not closed.

Looking through the glass door, the lights in the restaurant were bright, Ruping, Xiaohan and Xia Bing were gossiping on the tables, looking at their expressions, and several people were not sleepy. Three women in one play, women get together, and they can always find common topics.

But the strange thing is that in addition to Ruping and others, there are two guests in the restaurant. At this time, midnight had passed, and there were no pedestrians on the street, but there were still customers in the restaurant, which made Wan Shugao feel a little surprised.

"A man and a woman, like a pair of mandarin ducks." Wan Shugao turned around and said, "Except for these five people, I didn't see anything else in the room." ”

Ding Ermiao said lightly: "You take a closer look at the pair of young men and women, is there anything wrong?" ”

"It seems to have a strange ......, it seems to be ......" Wan Shugao frowned and looked at it carefully, suddenly his body trembled, and he said in a low voice: "I can see that their clothes are wrong, they are the way they used to be!" ”

Ding Ermiao nodded. A couple in the restaurant are dressed in popular costumes from the Republic of China. The man wears a straight tunic with a three-seven hairstyle, and a white-faced child; The woman is a sleeveless cheongsam in summer, with high temples and a dignified face, just like everyone's ladies.

"Are they...... Ghost? Wan Shugao's voice trembled again.

"Do you think they're human?" Ding Ermiao glanced at Wan Shugao and strode towards the door of the restaurant.

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