I often hear others say that places like bus parking lots used to be cemeteries, and I don't know if there are ghosts here. The spirit of the earth law, the essence of yin and yang, the manifestation of the water spirit, the spiritual light and the water, reaching the heavens and the earth, the law is pursued, the yin and yang law mirror, the true form is quick, the true form is quickly appeared, and I am honored by the Sanmao Zhenjun as the law! Haste as a law!

I looked at what was going on here, but I was disappointed that the air was full of white air masses, just like what I had seen on the street before. The so-called cemetery also does not have many ghosts. Bored, I squatted in the place where I was waiting for the bus, and it took a long time for the bus to leave, which was not far from Mr. Zhou's house, and after getting on the bus, I didn't dare to close my eyes. I'm afraid that I'll fall asleep again, and then I'm afraid of meeting a dream ghost again.

The car traveled several stops, because the place was out of the ordinary, and there was no one else on the bus except me and the driver. Pull over and stop for 30 seconds to a minute, regardless of whether there is anyone or not. I don't understand and don't want to ask, because it's not too early, I want to find Dr. Yin quickly, although my father said that he won't come to pick me up, but I don't dare to guarantee that he will kill me when I get out of school.

Along the way, I looked at the surrounding scenery, and soon the bus arrived at the station, I got off the bus, and followed the memory to Mr. Zhou's house, still the same as before, the door of the wreath shop opened by Mr. Zhou was closed. I thought about it, and on the windows at the back of the detour, the old ones were the kind of wood painted green.

I found a brick, put it under my feet, and lay on the window to look inside, this look almost scared my soul away, only to see a ghost with a pointed hat in Mr. Zhou's house I don't know what I'm looking for, ghosts have no feet, and ghosts are the same.

I saw that the ghost was throwing it around with its own soul chain, and then hooked it back, as if it was grasping something. I followed the direction in which his chains were thrown, but I saw nothing, and when I turned around, I could not even see the ghost.

I didn't know what was going on, so I squatted down and rubbed my eyes again. And then I heard a familiar voice.

"Chenbo, what are you doing here?"

Looking up, isn't it Mr. Zhou, who has been missing for a long time? His hands were still covered with white gauze.

"Uncle Zhou, aren't your hands good yet?"

"Alright, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to find Uncle Yin, he's not at home, I can only come to you to find him." I tilted my head and looked at Mr. Zhou, and I always felt that Mr. Zhou was a little different, but I didn't know exactly what it was. I didn't know the reason until later, but that's for another time.

"He's not here with me, you can go back quickly." After Mr. Zhou asked, he began to issue an eviction order. I looked at Mr. Zhou, who looked a little serious, and didn't dare to ask anything. I wanted to tell him that there was a ghost in his room, but as it stands, I'd better leave first. Anyway, Mr. Zhou and Dr. Yin often deal with ghosts, so there will definitely be nothing wrong.

I couldn't find Dr. Yin, so I had to go back to school and find another time to find Dr. Yin. I took the bus back to school, and there was still an hour before school ended, and I couldn't go back to the classroom now, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain it to the teacher. I crouched in a corner near the school gate, intending to wait until the bell rang for the end of class, and then blend in with the lower grades as before, and come out.

Don't ask me why, I think my dad told me to stare at me in the corner was true, but in fact, when I was old enough to have children, I realized that my worries were unnecessary. Every adult's common thing is to tell his child that he will pay attention to him in a certain corner, in order to make him have a fear in his heart, so as not to be naughty, in fact, he has already gone to his own business.

An hour is actually very difficult, especially when you don't know what to do, and that time is called slow, almost every two minutes to look at your watch. I don't even know where to play, since I was a child, I rarely went out to play because of my unusual physique, let alone now, and besides, what kind of fun can one person have.

I didn't have the exercise book given by Dr. Yin with me, and it was unrealistic to memorize the spell. The incantations given by Dr. Yin are all in traditional Chinese, which looks like a quaint feeling, and I am now a little struggling to read it with my notebook. The bell rang as if it could release my spell, and when there were about ten minutes left, I rushed into the men's toilet in the lower school building, and when the bell rang, I calmly walked out of it. When I left the school gate, I didn't see my father, and I returned home alone. There was no one at home today, and my parents left a small note, saying that they had gone to visit relatives, and asked me to eat the food by myself. There's also a special tip above, don't forget to do 30 push-ups in front of the Bodhisattva.

I read the note and threw it all over the trash can, looked up at the statue of the Three Holy Saints of the West on the wall, the Buddha statue on it tugged at me, and I hurriedly lowered my head and pulled the food.

One was alone with this "Bodhisattva" at home, and I was a little scared in my heart, but fortunately, this "Bodhisattva" did not run out of the portrait to scare me. After eating, I was very entangled, my parents were not at home, and I didn't want to do any push-ups at all.

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it, who will show it with a sad face." As I sat and struggled in the chair next to the table, a shrill voice came from inside the portrait.

When I'm alone, I don't dare talk to these things face-to-face. Anyway, I don't have my eyes open now, and I can't see it except for hearing her voice, so I simply don't pay attention to it, and act as if I didn't hear it.

But in order not to let the "Bodhisattva" among the three Western icons find out what I heard it say, I got up directly from my chair, came to the front of the icon, and began to do push-ups. As usual, when I did the first 10 again, it was very difficult, and when I started doing the 11th, it became extremely easy. Thirty push-ups last night, I locked the door and was ready to go to school. My mom is still quite used to me at home, and basically doesn't need to do any housework.