He rolled off the roof like a ball, but fortunately several of his friends caught it quickly, and sat on the ground in a cold sweat, his eyes glazed over, and his body trembled.

Ask him what he saw?

Not to mention standing up, he couldn't even say a word.

At first, everyone suspected that the boss lady was doing the ghost, but in fact, even she herself was very curious and depressed, and she didn't seem to be able to accept the fact that there were really ghosts in the world.

Mr. Feng immediately opened the door and ran out to curse.

Swear words are as bad as they are to hear, how vicious they are to be and how vicious they are.

It can't help but remind me of the incident when he and his father went to the wild grave.

I guess it's like that.

The proprietress was taken aback by this scene at the time, and she was not afraid of any ghost, but that she was really killing someone in the courtyard, and she couldn't get out of the relationship.

After Mr. Feng, who was standing outside the gate, scolded, the young man began to cough, coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and suddenly remembered something, pointed to the outside of the gate and exclaimed: "Ghosts, ghosts, there are a lot of ghosts outside!" ”

made such a fuss, which made the surrounding people panic.

Crowded together.

Then there was a lot of discussion, saying that it wouldn't be a soul who jumped off a cliff to seek death, right?

I thought that the matter was over, but unexpectedly, a sleeping passenger on the second floor crawled and ran down with an embarrassed face, saying that he had just seen a figure standing at the end of his bed staring at him sleeping.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen crackled for no reason and shattered to the ground.

Even the proprietress was suspicious and bought back the black dog that had been rumored to ward off evil spirits, and at that moment she was incontinent, curled up in the corner of the yard with her tail between her legs and whined.

Mr. Feng looked at a group of overwhelmed travelers and gave a categorical eviction order: "Get out of here!" ”

Things got to this point, and the proprietress finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and immediately followed his advice and closed the business immediately.

All of them escaped from the courtyard in almost the shortest possible time.

There were even some people who were disheveled and didn't have time to pack their luggage.

Twenty or thirty people stood not far from the entrance of the courtyard.

They can only choose to wait until dawn to make another plan.

The proprietress quietly pulled Mr. Feng aside and asked him what to do?

Mr. Feng pointed to the sentencing platform above his head, "The feng shui pattern, even if you can use manpower to dismantle the sentencing platform, Wushi Town will be implicated, and this land will be completely abandoned." I will do my best to help you through this difficult time no matter what. ”

The proprietress hurriedly waved her hand and sighed: "At that time, I thought you were a fool, and I gave you a bowl of rice out of sympathy, and I didn't think about letting you reciprocate anything, I would have known to listen to you......"

Listening to their conversations, I kind of understood why I was here.

Uncle Jian secretly told me that Mr. Feng was not a fool at all.

It was all pretended before.

When Li Chuchu and I were hiding under the bed, Mr. Feng and Uncle Jian had been guarding the door, and he didn't let me in to help, saying that it was to see my courage and adaptability.

Although it was a little uncomfortable, Mr. Feng was also kind to my family.

And I am convinced that he should have some kind of unavoidable hardship when he does this.

After they finished talking, Mr. Feng took the two of us back to school in a hurry, he didn't say anything along the way, and I didn't dare to ask more, there was still about an hour before dawn.

We followed him through the wall at the back of the school.

Under the sneaky leadership of Uncle Jian, find the director's residence.

Through the glass and curtains, there was a dim light inside.

Quietly......

I don't know if the director is sleeping with the lights on, or awake.

Just as Mr. Feng was about to speak, a woman's impatient complaint suddenly came from the house, "Look at it... Staring at those two portraits all night without sleeping, are you annoyed? ”

"Ah, you man... Can't you sleep first? ”

"How do you sleep with the lights on? You come here......"

"What?"

"Come here......" his lover said in an anxious and ambiguous tone.

Uncle Jian and I looked at each other under the window, extremely depressed.

Mr. Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said that he was fortunate not to sleep.

I know he's here for the door god, but in this case, he can't even get in the door, and he doesn't sleep, so he probably has to have sex.

At this time, the director's voice came from inside: "Don't make trouble, this portrait looks quite evil, but the painting is really delicate and realistic......

Wow......

Syllable......

"Are you crazy?"

The director's lover seemed to have swept away everything on the table.

Then came the sound of the two arguing, and no one would let anyone.

At first, they will consciously control the volume.

Then it gradually escalates, getting louder and louder.

Mr. Feng's face couldn't help but worry, and he held his forehead.

I saw the house next to it being woken up and turned on the lights.

He hurriedly waved his hand and told us to retreat.

Retreat to the grove outside the school fence.

Uncle Jian was worried: "Will the god of the door let them tear it up?" ”

Mr. Feng looked up at the sky, "It's almost dawn, you two stay nearby, don't disturb my practice, now the only way is to ask the door god to come out by himself." ”

Please come out by yourself?

Hearing this, Uncle Jian and I hurriedly looked left and right.

While being wary of his surroundings, he looked back to see what he was doing.

Mr. Feng's trouser pocket is like a treasure chest.

One will take out a few incense sticks, and one will be yellow Fu brush cinnabar.

It's just that these things are a few sizes smaller than the usual normal use, like children's pocket toys.

Then he looked down on the ground looking for something.

Wow......

A loud rooster crow.

Following the sound, the big rooster with angry eyes that had run away from the dormitory was standing on the fence in high spirits and crowing.

Mr. Feng's movements were as fast as lightning.

We didn't see how he caught the big with angry eyes.

He bit off a bit of the cockscomb with his teeth and dipped it in blood with a brush.

The big angry was tossed aside, clearly enraged.

Blowing up the hair and pecking him hard.

Mr. Feng didn't seem to feel it, he just cared about the painting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on a yellow talisman, and then it was estimated that it was really painful, and he kicked at the big with angry eyes, and was kicked away.

After drawing the charm, there are words in the mouth.

The faster you read it, the faster it becomes more complicated.

I felt tens of thousands of mosquitoes next to my ears.

Buzzing non-stop.

Then a magical scene happened.

The three incense sticks burned very fast as if they were fast-forwarding.

The yellow talisman burned in Mr. Feng's hands and turned into ashes.

At the same time, the sky suddenly became cloudy.

The blackness was overwhelming, accompanied by a blinding bolt of lightning.

as daylight.

The wind began to blow......

The sand flew and the trees were blown to pieces.

Frightened, Uncle Jian and I both hugged a slightly stronger tree, screamed, opened our mouths, took a mouthful of sand, and quickly closed our mouths.

I closed my eyes and the feeling lasted for a few minutes.

Until the whistling in our ears stopped, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and our faces and bodies were covered with a thick layer of dust, and when we looked back, Mr. Feng was pale, looking up at the sky, and his body was shaking.

We looked in his direction.

I saw two black dots floating in the air.

And then it gets bigger and bigger.

After a while, the door god fell completely at Mr. Feng's feet.

Wow wow wow......

Uncle Jian's eyes widened, and his mouth was big enough to fit into a fist.

Three exclamations in a row.

This face, it is estimated that we will not see it in our lifetime.

Mr. Feng picked up the door god and gently wiped the dust.

With one step, one stumbled and almost fell.

Uncle Jian and I hurriedly helped him to the nearest small hotel.

Mr. Feng, who was lying on the bed, even his lips were white.

He said in an ethereal voice: "I want to sleep for a while, come and pick me up from school tonight to take me to Wushi Town, where it won't take long......"

Mr. Feng was so tired that he had collapsed and his whole body was weak.

I can't wake up no matter how I shake it.

The sky was bright.

On the first day of school, we were in a mess.

Simply wash the sanitary napkin and quietly close the door to go to school.

As soon as I entered the school, the scene was ......

It is comparable to the scene of the earthquake-stricken area, where underwear of various colors is lying scattered everywhere on the ground, and several teachers hold several brooms in their hands, and organize students to clean up.

After passing by the director's accommodation building, is it evil or not?

Only the windows of his house were blown away by the wind.

The director was visibly frightened, his face was very ugly, and he was covered with a thick gray mist, and as I went downstairs to the last staircase, I saw a hand suddenly appear from the ground and grab his foot.

There was a snap......

Fall on all fours and eat!

A whirlwind blew from nowhere, and a pair of crimson panties fell on the director's head impartially, and there were a few girls around who couldn't help but cover their mouths and steal fun.

However, his bad luck was just beginning.