With a pop, blood spurted out, and when the driver saw it, he ran away without being frightened.

He got into the car, and with a whin, he disappeared, and only Bai Xiaochuan was left at the scene.

"Hmph, playing a bachelor with Lao Tzu, you are still a hundred years early!"

Bai Xiaochuan sneered and threw away the glass bottle stuck in the back of his hand. Sure enough, just like before, the glass bottle was pulled out, and his wound healed on its own.

Bai Xiaochuan looked at the cow's tears on his waist again. I grabbed a handful of willow leaves along the weeping willow beside me.

Man sat under the willow tree and wiped his eyes with willow leaves dipped in cow tears.

Of course, this wiping of the eyes, you don't really need to wipe the cow's tears on the eyes, you need to 'open the eye print', this hand is holding the willow leaves stained with the cow's tears, and it is in front of your eyes, you don't need this person to have mana, as long as the printing method is correct.

In the words of Sun Wukong, this is borrowing the law.

Bai Xiaochuan has no mana now, and if he wants to open his eyes to the sky, he has to borrow the law to open his eyes.

Although the success rate of this is relatively low, it is better than nothing. Every two hours, when he opens his eyes, he gives Bai Xiaochuan the eyes of yin and yang, whether he is alive or dead, he can see.

"Eh, eh,......."

Bai Xiaochuan opened his eyes again and again, but he didn't see anything. What demons, monsters, nothing.

He even felt that Sun Wukong was a liar, and any eye-opening was bullshit.

Anyway, he doesn't believe in the home remedies that cow tears and willow leaves can open his eyes.

"Fool, fool! ......”

"Fool ,......."

Bai Xiaochuan planned to try it one last time, but he didn't want a few five or six-year-old children to come around and call him a fool. One of the little girls, who was combing to the sky, was still grimacing at him.

"Go, whose child is so annoying!"

Bai Xiaochuan said angrily, drove the children away, and then threw the mineral water bottle and willow leaves into the trash, he no longer believed in any cow tears.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of bean curd, put more spicy!"

The bean flower shop was opposite Bai Xiaochuan's house, and he pushed the door and entered.

The eldest sister who made Douhua inside, knew Bai Xiaochuan, and shouted: "Xiaochuan, you sit first, there is a newspaper on the table, this is not good,......."

"Okay!"

Bai Xiaochuan responded, knowing that business must be good today, and the bean curd was sold out. But the new bean curd has not yet taken shape, so it will take a while.

Bai Xiaochuan didn't mind, picked up the newspaper and read it.

There is a big headline on it, a kindergarten fire, eight children, killed in the fire.

There is also a large picture below, which is a photo of several children who died in the fire, before their deaths,.......

At this time, Bai Xiaochuan was stunned for an instant, because it was clear that he was on the side of the road, and he had just seen the little girl who was combing to the sky, and several other children.

"Is this really spiritual?"

Bai Xiaochuan was not confident, and even felt that it was a coincidence. And at this moment, when he put the newspaper on the table, the corner of his eye swept to a table near the door.

The table was empty and cramped, and no one wanted to sit there.

But there, however, sat a man.

This man, with hair like artemisia grass and an iron-gray face, was wearing a white coat, and was lying on top of a bowl of bean curd and inhaling violently, like smoking a hookah.

The bean curd was cold, and he didn't eat it, so he inhaled it through his nose.

Bai Xiaochuan watched it for a long time, patted his head and remembered that the eldest sister who sold bean curd had told him.

Her man died in a car accident, he loved to eat bean curd before he was born, and it was the same after his death, he came to make trouble from time to time, and his business was not good.

Later, a fortune teller who came to eat bean curd said: He came back to make trouble because you sold the bean curd every day, and you didn't leave a bowl for him. You set a bowl every day, on this table by the door, he won't make trouble, and as soon as he arrives, he will go to the underworld to report.

At that time, Bai Xiaochuan was a hundred people who didn't believe it, and thought that the eldest sister who sold bean curd was deceived by someone, saying that there are ghosts in this world?

But at this time, Bai Xiaochuan believed it, except for the children just now, this was the second time Bai Xiaochuan had seen a ghost.

Bai Xiaochuan quietly took out his mobile phone, planning to take a picture of the husband of the eldest sister who sells bean curd and show it to netizens.

But I can only see the bowl of bean curd on my phone, and I can't see anything else.

Bai Xiaochuan was a little disappointed, put down his mobile phone, and at this moment, at the door, I don't know when, there was a little girl.

The little girl seemed to be only eight or nine years old, with short shoulder-length hair and a red butterfly hairpin in her hair.

The little face is round, and he is holding a long-legged bear in his arms, which looks very cute.

There were no adults to follow, Bai Xiaochuan thought that this child might be nearby. Otherwise, the adults in the family, how can they rest assured that such a cute little girl will run out by herself.

"Little ,......."

Bai Xiaochuan was about to tease this little Lori, but he didn't want to be at this moment, with a pop, a red light flew out of the top of the little girl's head.

"Huh?"

As soon as the red light came out, Bai Xiaochuan screamed in his heart, and said in his heart: It's bad, Sun Wukong once told him that the ghosts in the underworld are poor, and there is a red light on the top of his head.

As soon as the red light appeared, he wanted to take people.

Bai Xiaochuan is half human and half ghost, and Yang Shou is already exhausted, the ghost is the one who caught him, how can he not be afraid! ......