There is a saying that what you are afraid of comes.

As soon as the thought of the corpse tiger flashed, one of the people brought by Father Zhong made an "ah" and fell to the ground, as if he had suffered great pain.

As soon as we heard that, we immediately ran over.

He's dead.

His body bent on the ground like a boiled shrimp, but his neck was twisted to the side at an eerie angle. If you look closely, it seems to have been bitten by something, and it is bloody.

There are also a few paw prints.

That shape is the same as Zhou Zhiruo's Nine Yin White Bone Claw. When the people present saw each other, they all looked at each other with horror in their eyes. But in my heart, I am like a mirror, I am afraid that only ...... can be grasped like this

What is raised in the bullfighting den-corpse tiger.

"Oops!"

The big belly screamed first, and he was obviously very scared when he usually didn't pay attention to anyone, and he couldn't say anything: "That thing is coming.... At... Fluttering...."

I hurriedly pulled something out of my bag.

It was a bamboo tube, painted with varnish lines and lotus flowers, which I used to use in my hometown. When I was a child, Jiang Meiyue and I went to the river to burn potatoes, and we used this bamboo tube.

Jiang Meiyue ate my baked potatoes, and the bamboo tube was reluctant to lose it, like a baby. I also brought it back and cleaned it up, and painted lotus flowers on it. She went to the city to study art in junior high school, and the two flowers were painted, which is called an elegant. When he finished painting, he threw it to me and said he didn't want it anymore and returned it to me. I've been using it ever since.

"What is this?"

Zhong Ling saw that the lotus flower painted on the bamboo tube was good-looking, and he couldn't like it, so he reached out and grabbed it and opened it, but his tone was slightly disappointed: "Why is it mud?" Do you think there's something delicious? ”

When I heard this, I couldn't laugh or cry.

When and where is it, and I still want to eat. Zhong Ling's brain circuit of this sister really has a few more bends than ordinary people, and she doesn't play cards according to the routine.

When she saw that she was not eating, she stuffed the bamboo tube back into me.

I clasped a little bit with my hand, and reached to the opposite side to wipe the mud on Zhong Ling's forehead. Zhong Ling dodged and asked a little confusedly, "You, what are you doing?" ”

I said, "It's called mud under the eaves, and if you put it on your head and shoulders, the corpse tiger won't hurt you." ”

"How so? What is the mud under the eaves? ”

Zhong Ling was curious, and came over again, but he only stared at the lotus on the bamboo tube and couldn't help it, and he liked it very much. As soon as they heard that the big-bellied tiger was related to the corpse tiger, they also came over.

I explained, saying that the mud under the eaves is also called yin mud.

As the name suggests, in the countryside, the houses built are ordinary old three-room brick houses. On rainy days, roof tiles drain and drip in the gutter behind the house.

A gutter is a groove dug around the house for drainage.

There are many people in the countryside, and it is taboo to call the gutter.

So the gutter was renamed the yang gutter, but it was actually still the gutter.

The mud in the gutter is called the mud.

The gutter is covered by roof tiles for a long time, so it does not get sunlight. Rainwater is also called rootless water, and every day it rains, the rootless water in the form of tiles falls in the gutter and soaks the mud inside.

Let this mud have the effect of sealing yin and yang - that is, apply yin mud on the forehead and two shoulders to seal the light of life. The life lamp is a letter, and the yang energy is weakened. The devil will treat you like one kind.

There is a method widely circulated on the Internet, saying that on a rainy day, dig a piece of wet soil under the eaves, put it on your head and wait at the scene of the car accident, and you can see a large number of ghosts. In fact, it comes from the secret method book, and the yin mud is coated on the brain.

We put mud under the eaves, and the corpse tiger can't smell the yang energy, so it won't come to attack.

When the big belly heard this, he hurriedly grabbed it and painted it all over his head and shoulders. It's the same as the one who just came back from digging coal in Shanxi.

Father Zhong glanced at him with disgust.

As soon as he saw his brother's eyes, he smiled flatteringly, went up and handed the bamboo tube to Father Zhong, and said Brother, you can also do it, so as not to hurt that thing. That's a brute, ignoring people.

Zhong Yousi painted a little symbolically.

As soon as I saw that there was still some in my hand, I beckoned Zhong Ling over and said, "Sister Ling, you haven't painted it yet, I'll paint it on you." Life is no joke. ”

Zhong Ling pinched his nose, and fanned it with his hand and said, "It's sparse, it's still dark." It doesn't taste good at first glance, it's ugly when you put it on, woo woo woo, can you not apply it? ”

"Nope."

I pulled her over and said, "Don't be afraid, this mud not only has no taste, but it smells good." Although mud is a part of the earth, it naturally has a simple atmosphere, just like medicine has a medicinal fragrance. What's more, this mud was brought by my sister and made it fragrant. She has been fond of elegance since she was a child, and she has added flower juice to it. If you don't believe it, you smell it. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand in front of Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling pinched his nose and sniffed it tentatively, his locked brows unfolded at once, his eyebrows smiled, his eyes bent into crescents, seriously, it smelled good.

I said you can wipe it on.

When she heard this, she stopped doing it again.

The cat's eyes turned and saw the yin mud again, as if sighing and praising and disliking: "Sister did it?!" Your sister is really good-hearted, I see, she cares about you too. ”

"What do you care?"

I brought her back with another paw, and said while wiping the mud on her: "She likes to bully me, I was bullied by my sister since I was a child." The family spoils her and raises her like a princess. ”

Zhong Ling didn't want to wipe the mud, but when he saw that I had started it myself, he stood obediently and didn't move. She was delicate and petite, more than a head short of me. When I wiped the mud for her, I thought of a word to describe a couple: the cutest height difference.

When I can form the cutest height difference with Zhong Ling and walk on campus together, then this life will be worth it.

At least that's what I thought at the time.

Zhong Ling fiddled with her skirt and wrapped it around her slender hand and untied it, muttering something I don't like you to mention her.

When I said I didn't hear clearly, and asked her what she said, she grinned again and said, Little mouse, your gesture is so light, it's tickling on my head.

"Hey."

As soon as I heard it, I said that I got used to it.

"What?"

When Zhong Ling heard this, the big cat's eyes were aggrieved again: "Have you washed the faces of many girls?" ”

"No, no, no."

I'm busy explaining.

When I was a child, my grandfather washed our faces, and the gestures were gentle, which was the same as taking a handkerchief to wipe the ashes of the baby antique, for fear of accidentally breaking it. The second uncle couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over and dodged the veil and rubbed it on our faces a few times. Call us to the pain wow wow wow, and only grandpa will wash his face in the future.

I have my grandfather's words and deeds, so the strength in my hands is naturally not too heavy.

Zhong Ling's skin is tender, like that of Princess Pea. I'm afraid that I will hurt her with a lot of strength. Little fairies, they should be cared for.

When Zhong Ling heard this, he smiled and said that his grandfather was really loving.

This little girl, everything is on her face, she has not inherited her father's joy and anger at all, and Taishan has collapsed in front of her and her color has not changed.

As soon as I finished wiping the yin mud for Zhong Ling, I felt my heart feel cold, and a gust of yin wind rushed towards my back.