After a few steps, the female ghost suddenly floated out from behind a tree to block the way.

Mr. Feng is to the left, and the female ghost is also to the left.

He went to the right, and the female ghost went to the right.

In short, they just don't let us pass.

I've heard the old people in the village say before, this is a ghost hitting the wall?

The female ghost is like a normal person, different from the blue-faced fangs seen in the movie, if it weren't for the subjective consciousness of knowing that the other party was not a living person, she really didn't dare to turn a blind eye and stay in danger.

What's more, Mr. Feng is still there, so he is not afraid.

I saw him holding his breath and crashing into the female ghost who was in the way.

It didn't expect Mr. Feng to dare to hit her, and suddenly with a strange scream, it turned into a cloak, its neck was crooked at ninety degrees, and its tongue was hanging from the old ghost, and it pounced with its teeth and claws.

The style of painting suddenly changed, and I was so shocked that I retreated again and again.

Mr. Feng turned around and stretched out his hand to hold me, put his fingers together, and slapped my right ear with his palm, only to feel a buzzing tinnitus, and then he seemed to turn into a mono.

I heard him laugh and said: "You first disguised yourself and used your beauty to be charming, then you blocked the way, and now you have turned into a terrifying appearance and scary, all three moves have been used up, and you haven't scared me, you don't retreat quickly!" ”

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, let out a long howl, changed back to her original form, and suddenly knelt down in front of Mr. Feng, and heard its ethereal voice in her right ear: "I originally lived in Ms. Jiang, who lived at No. 395 Jianshe Road in the city, because of a quarrel with her cheating husband, she was angry and hanged herself. Today, I heard that there is an old man living alone in the east of the city, so I want to lure her to find a short term and be my substitute. I thought you were robbing me for a stand-in, but I didn't expect to meet a master, and picked up the soul hook rope that I took her life from, so I specially asked the master to return it, and after the matter was completed, I was able to live a superlife. ”

When Mr. Feng heard this, he angrily reprimanded: "The body is skinny, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety is also." You have made a decision on your own, you have done something wrong, and it is even more wrong to harm others. ”

The female ghost suddenly cried: "I can not harm others, unless my family makes a Dharma dojo for me, and ask the monks to recite the mantra of the past life, and I can also be reborn." But he doesn't miss old feelings, is ungrateful, and won't invite people at all. ”

Mr. Feng was thoughtful.

Circled and circled next to the female ghost.

During this period, it raised its head and secretly looked at me, but this little one looked at each other, which could also make itself drenched in cold sweat and weak legs.

However, it seems to be afraid of Mr. Feng.

glanced at it, and quickly lowered his head again.

"You don't need a monk, I can recite the mantra of rebirth for you, help you resolve grievances, and obtain superbirth." So, Mr. Feng cleared the duck's voice and read: "Thousands of worlds, unhindered, dead and born, what is the alternative, if you want to go, wouldn't it be refreshing......"

It seemed to be chanting and singing, and the hoarse voice carried a penetrating power.

Let the listeners get unprecedented peace in their hearts.

He repeated it over and over again.

The female ghost suddenly seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and thanked him and disappeared.

As soon as it disappeared, Mr. Feng returned to his original state.

Sometimes his eyes are glazed, sometimes he giggles.

He indirectly saved the life of the old man in the east of the city because of the transformation of wild ghosts, and also made me understand a truth, sometimes ghosts are not terrible, if people harm people, they are ten million times better than ghosts.

Mr. Feng is like being born for the demons and monsters in the world.

It's just puzzling.

At the end of science is metaphysics.

When we returned home, my father and Aunt Xiao Zhao were already so anxious that they wanted to call the police, they took out their mobile phones, it turned out that they were out of power and turned off, and after quietly explaining to him, they didn't continue to blame.

Just looked at Mr. Feng, who was watching the cartoon alone, and sighed.

Aunt Xiao Zhao, who was running quickly, was obviously a little unhappy, and pouted and said that we can't open the skylight to say anything if we have any secrets, obviously not treating her as her own person.

Women are troublesome......

If you don't explain, you feel like you owe her five million.

In the end, Dad chose to pay her back 5 million.

Let's start with the story of my in the wild grave.

I finished eating, took a shower, slept for a few hours, woke up at one o'clock in the morning to go to the bathroom, and found that they were still talking in the living room, like they could never finish talking.

Mr. Feng slept heavily on the sofa next to him.

Aunt Xiao Zhao covered the quilt for him, beckoned me to come over, and said that for the sake of Mr. Feng's future, I can't let him sleep on the sofa for the rest of his life, so it is better to sell the house and change to a big room, maybe I will get married and have children in the future......

She is realistic and thoughtful.

In the end, everyone couldn't discuss anything.

It's just that my father and I think that he is born with a talent that will be useful, so it is better to let Mr. Feng decide for himself in such a metaphysical life, stay if you want, and leave if you want, this is the most basic kind of respect.

In the remaining days of the holiday.

Wherever Mr. Feng goes, I follow.

Most of the time, I was in a daze or playing in the sand, but he didn't stay normal, and I couldn't ask anything anyway.

Aunt Xiao Zhao has come to my house more and more frequently, and her attitude towards Mr. Feng has changed slightly, sometimes she will peek at him in a daze, and sometimes she will ask some strange questions.

I had a vague feeling of unease.

I always felt like she was planning something big.

The leisurely days passed very quickly, on the day I went to school to register and pay the tuition, because my father was on a business trip, I could only go alone with the money, and Mr. Feng was reluctant to go with him at first.

I said there was a lot of sand in the school.

He followed with a small bucket and a small shovel.

When I came to the school, it was crowded with people.

There are more parents than students.

I pulled Mr. Feng through the crowd and lined up in a long line.

It took more than two hours to get everything done.

Mr. Feng was very angry and kept knocking me on the head with a small shovel.

At that time, I was so shocked that I quickly pulled him to the school playground.

When he saw the big bunker, he immediately smiled and rushed over.

I have a soft spot for sand.

Watching him have a lot of fun, I can't help but play along.

"Okay, you childlike Shen Shusheng, look at the legs!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me, and before I could react in time, my ass was kicked hard, and my whole face was buried in the sand, and I stood up with my teeth and claws, wiping my face while spitting sand at the people behind me.

The two of them suddenly scuffled together.

I have poor physique, and I lose my strength after a while.

I opened my mouth and bit him.

"You're a dog, aren't you?" Uncle Jian grinned and rubbed the back of his hands.

"Woohoo ......," I replied to him.

Uncle Jian stared at me silently, and there were words in his mouth.

Mr. Feng watched us and giggled from the side.

Only then did he realize that Mr. Feng was, "What is this?" ”

"My brother."

"Brother Shen is good."

"He doesn't have the surname Shen, you have to call him Mr. Feng." I think it's a little funny, Uncle Jian's real name is Lu Zijian, and he has been precocious for many years compared to his peers, hence the name.

Uncle Jian looked at him incredulously and found that it was unusual.

Then he pointed to his own head at me, "Here's ......."

I nodded.

Then, there was silence.

"You know that, right?" Uncle Jian diverted the topic.

That thing?

I looked at Uncle Jian with a deep look, "508 dormitory? ”

"Well, the other students refused to live, and they all asked their parents to ask to be transferred to another dormitory, and I don't know what the principal thinks, saying that there are many transfer students this semester, aren't they afraid of making trouble? The names of the two of us are also among them, so why don't we apply for a transfer as well. ”

In that dormitory, in the second semester of the second semester of high school, two boys died one after another, and it was rumored that they had died of illness, and other students had heard intermittent painful panting from that bed in the middle of the night.

Later, it spread throughout the school that the 508 dormitory was haunted.

Panic caused people to close, and schools had to close.

I glanced at Mr. Feng, who was seriously playing with the sand next to him, and said to Uncle Jian, "Are you afraid? ”

Uncle Jian asked rhetorically: "The death is unknown, are you afraid?" ”

"Hmph, even if there is a ghost, I can scare it away!" I learned the way Mr. Feng spoke, but I lacked that innate momentum.

Uncle Jian looked at me with a worried look.

After saying that, I actually felt very empty.

What if there are ghosts?

When the time comes, if you pretend to be unable to force it, you will be abused, and you will be embarrassed.

coaxed Mr. Feng to go to the 508 dormitory to take a look.

At least try to have peace of mind.

When I came to the dormitory building, I saw an interesting phenomenon.

Other places are bustling with people and buzzing.

The location of the 508 dormitory is divided, as if the sun is coming out on one side, but there is a storm on the other side, which shows how big the shadow area is in everyone's hearts.

The other students saw us standing at the door of the dormitory.

Unanimously magically suddenly quieted down and looked at us.

I enjoyed the gaze.

It's as if you're a savior hero.

As soon as he opened the door, he was suddenly pulled back by Mr. Feng's neck behind him, and he said something thrilling: "I can't handle this, I have to ask the door god." ”