The vegetable market is not big, there is only one gate and a passage in the whole place, woo woo, it is crowded with vegetable stalls, there are big and small, at this time the lights have long been turned off, the whole vegetable market is dark and more crowded, and it gives people a very depressing feeling, and there is a smell of blood inside, it seems that there are not only vegetable stalls here, there should be meat stalls and fish stalls, although the sparrows are small.

When the man came, he took a flashlight from home, and at this time, he led us to the center of the vegetable market, pointed to the largest stall in the middle, and told us that this is their vegetable stall, which is the best in the vegetable market regardless of the area or geographical location.

Then, the man pointed to the southwest corner of the vegetable market with a flashlight, and we followed the flashlight to look at the place the man pointed, there was a small stall, which looked like only one-third of the man's stall, and it was a very inconspicuous small corner, from the perspective of floor area and geographical location, it should be the worst place in the entire vegetable market. Because the design of this vegetable market is not too reasonable, there is only one gate, in and out of this gate, and the location of the gate is in the northeast direction, the small stall that the man refers to is in the southwest direction, the farthest away from the gate, just imagine, people buy vegetables, I am afraid that they can't go there, just buy all the vegetables, there is basically a dead end that no one cares about.

A few people soon came to the stall, the man lit it with a flashlight, and the three of us looked at the stall. The stall looks like a counter in a store, with a table in front that is more than a meter high and a meter wide, and a small space in the back for people to stand and put their stock.

At this time, the top of the platform is covered with black plastic sheeting, and the bottom of the plastic sheet is flat and flat, as if there is nothing on the platform.

The man told us at this time that because of the bad geographical location, this stall is rarely rented, and after the accident of the young couple, no one rented it.

When I heard this, I couldn't help but ask the man: "Since the location here is not good, why can the little couple do business so well?" ”

The man sighed and replied, "I don't know." Then, the man then said: "First of all, my wife didn't want to do anything to them, she just wanted to be close to them, learn how they do business, who knows how they did business, who knows that they didn't learn anything later, they have more and more customers here, my wife is this, alas......"

That's why I lost my mind and indirectly forced the woman to die? But listening to the man's tone, it seems that his wife has hurt someone and wronged, I opened my mouth and wanted to say something sarcastic to the man, but Chen Daochang waved his hand at me at this time, "Huanghe, don't say so much, hurry up." ”

I know that Chen Daochang can't get used to what the woman did, but his seven inches are pinched in the hands of others, and he has to bow his head if he doesn't bow his head, if he loses the knife left by the Qingshi Daoist, it will be similar to bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, people like us, the most taboo is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors.

I licked my lips and swallowed the words back, walked over to the table, reached out and tore off the plastic sheet, found the entrance, entered the platform, and then, with my face out, I laid out the same things I had brought with me: the censer, the incense, the ash, the yellow paper, the brazier, the hemp rope, the axe, a dead branch, and a bottle of well water, that is, the groundwater.

After the things were arranged, I took out the lighter from my body, picked up the white wax on the table, and wanted to light the white wax first, and then light the incense with the white wax. But this white wax is a bundle, a bundle of ten, and the outside is wrapped tightly with waste newspapers, we don't need so much, two is enough.

I grabbed the lighter to tear the newspaper on the white wax, I was a half-old child at the time, the lower hand was not light or heavy, the strength was slightly larger, the newspaper "hissed" and the whole thing opened, ten white wax fell to the ground in a sparse uproar, the three of them looked at me well, and suddenly felt very shameless, quickly put the remaining white wax on the table, squatted down to touch the ones on the ground.

It was darker under the platform, and the man was standing outside the platform at this time, and the flashlight in his hand couldn't shine on me, tossing for a while, barely touching two, and the other three couldn't be touched, so I had to turn on the lighter in my hand and look for it under the table.

Luckily, the remaining three didn't fall too far, so I picked them up one by one.

Just when I was about to get up from the ground with the white wax, I suddenly found out of the corner of my eye that there seemed to be something on the ground inside this platform.

The blood child stood upright at this time, his teeth bared and his eyes glaring.

I don't know how the word "afraid" is written since I was a child, I don't believe it, go to my last post "The Last Ghost Hunter", which has my experience when I was a child, but at this time, I also have hair in my heart, I have never seen this, let alone get up from the ground, I sat on the ground with my buttocks, and the ash in my other hand fell to the ground.

When I came back to my senses, I shouted at Chen Hui outside the platform: "Dao Chief, come and see, come and see!" (Insert another sentence here, Chen Daochang's real name is Chen Hui, I have said it earlier, I usually call him this way in reality, and all the names in the first few chapters are "Chen Daochang", I don't know why, I feel particularly awkward, and I will all call him "Chen Hui" in the future.) ）

Don't look at Chen Hui at this time, he is not a little old, but his reaction ability is still quite strong, and when he heard me shouting, he rushed over as soon as possible.

At this time, I stabilized myself again, Chen Hui asked me what was wrong, I didn't speak, put my hand under the platform again, and turned on the lighter, Chen Hui was stunned, and then squatted down and looked under the platform by the light......

I could visibly hear him gasp, and then we both looked at each other, all in horror.

The blood child was only about a foot tall, bare-handed, bare-footed, wearing a red robe, looking like a boy, bald-headed, with blood on his head, face, feet, and hands, except for the big eyes, which shone with a lighter, like an owl in the night.

After all, Chen Hui is more knowledgeable than me, a little kid who just graduated from junior high school, and quickly stabilized his mind and reached out to grab the blood child from under the table.

Standing up from the ground, Chen Hui put the bloody child on the stage, and suddenly there was an exclamation of a man and Qiang Shun, and I pressed my hands on the ground and stood up from the ground.

I heard Chen Hui say to us very calmly at this time: "Don't be afraid, you're just a wooden man." ”

Wooden people?

I immediately grinned, no, if this is really a wooden man, I will be ashamed, and looked at the blood child again, still frightened, how can I look like a real person, blood hula, as if I have been skinned.

"Dao Chief." I whispered, "This...... Is this really a wooden man? ”

Chen Hui pointed at the bloody child with his bearded chin and said, "Just touch it." ”

I licked my lips, a little weak-hearted, but what have I been afraid of since I was a child? When I was a child, I cried and scared the lonely ghost within a radius of five miles, what is this bloody child now?

I mustered up the courage to myself, stretched my hand cautiously, touched it on the blood child's little belly, and put the blood-red clothes on my feet, I felt that the clothes were hard and strong, grandma's, really a wooden man!

I felt that I was quite faceless when I yelled just now, and I had the courage to touch the face of the wooden man's blood hula, and I was stunned for a moment, a little smooth, hard and smooth, grandma's, is this blood, this is red paint!

I couldn't stop crying and laughing, who the fuck was so boring to put such a fucking thing here.

Chen Hui asked the man to shine a flashlight on the light, and he reached out and took off the clothes on the wooden man.

At this time, several people forgot for a moment what we were here for, and all their attention shifted to the wooden man.

After taking off my clothes, I looked at the wooden man, and I was stunned again, and saw that the wooden man was not smeared with red paint, and the whole body was full of black runes, as if they were drawn with a brush, overlapping and strangely shaped, and it made people dizzy and disgusting after looking at it for a long time.

I asked Chen Hui suspiciously, "Dao Chief, what are the paintings on this?" ”

Chen Hui didn't speak, picked up the wooden man and looked at it repeatedly.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Hui seemed to understand, put down the wooden man in his hand, turned his head and asked me, "Huang He, do you have any methods to check evil arts?" ”

I was stunned, what did I mean, I couldn't understand the meaning of Chen Hui's words, and immediately asked: "What is the method of investigating evil arts?" ”

Chen Hui said: "Someone was cursed with evil magic, do you have a way to check it?" ”

I scratched my head and asked, "Are you saying that this wooden man is a kind of curse?" ”

Chen Hui waved his hand, but he didn't put it down, and then pointed at the man's arm that couldn't be lifted, and said, "Now it seems that his arm is a poisonous curse." ”

"How do you know?" I asked again.

Chen Hui picked up the wooden figure again, handed it to me and said, "If you take a closer look at this wooden figure, the runes on its body seem to be used to detain souls. ”

I took the wooden figure and looked at it, to be honest, we don't have these at home, and my grandmother didn't teach me this, I didn't understand it at all, so I pretended to look at it, put it back on the table, and asked, "Does this wooden figure have anything to do with a man's arm?" ”

Chen Hui said: "It doesn't matter, it also matters. ”

I blinked twice, is it related, or is it not? These monks don't play slang, they just love to play riddles.

Chen Hui continued: "This wooden man should be a kind of soul arrest spell, used to attract customers, this vegetable stall is in such a poor location, but the business is so good, it should be because of this. As he spoke, Chen Hui stopped and looked at me and asked me, "Judging from this wooden man, do you think that the man's arm is also a curse?" ”

I suddenly had a little bit of an idea......