Although it was already night, the thunderstorm was rolling, lightning and thunder were still shining brightly on the entire small courtyard. A bolt of lightning struck, and it was like day.

The door to the room was broken last night, and before it could be repaired, a cold wind and rain poured in. The weather in June is changing. But thunderstorms like today's are also extremely unusual.

I took out my phone and saw that it was already half past eleven at night, and I was about to get up and go back to my room to sleep.

Flutter! Flutter! There was a sound similar to the fluttering of a bird's wings, and I followed the sound to see four or five inhuman black shadows flying in the rainstorm and flashing by. I searched around with my eyes wide open, but I couldn't find anything. So he comforted himself: "It must be dazzling!" ”

Another thudding, thumping sound came. The four or five inhuman black shadows swept over my head. Although the speed was extremely fast, I could still see it clearly, goosebumps crawled up, and I was shaken all over my body. It's a paper man!! The thing was the size of a palm, the same as a child's random cut, with hands and feet, and a red dot on the center of the eyebrows. Flying from the rainstorm, it wasn't wet at all.

The four or five paper figures did not pounce on me, but fell to the bottom of the coffin, as if sticky, and made a "Hang Yu" sound, and actually lifted the coffin up and wanted to move it out of the door.

The coffin was made of gloomy wood, weighing thousands of pounds at least. The gloomy wood is dark green in color, and the wood grain is like brocade. There are no flies or mosquitoes within 100 steps. The gloomy wood is very evil, and the cooked meat is put in, and after three years, it is still fragrant.

Legend has it that in the thirtieth year of Kangxi, Tiantai Mountain collapsed, and a coffin gushed out of the sand, the coffin was sharp in front and large in the back, like a big awl, more than six feet high. After the abbot of Guoqing Temple deduced, it was said that this was a gloomy wooden coffin, and if the coffin was opened, there would be a change.

The people did not believe it and forcibly opened the coffin. Sure enough, there was a person lying inside, his whole body was dark green, and wood grains had grown on his body. Suddenly, the man in the coffin opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and asked, "What is this green thing?" They replied, "It's heaven!" The man was amazed, "When I was alive, the sky was not as high as it is now!" The weft book says: "After 10,000 years, the sky can rely on the pestle." It means that 10,000 years after Pangu, the heavens can touch it with a stick, so it is concluded that this person is a remnant of the flood. The people lifted him up, and suddenly there was a strong white-haired wind, and when the wind had passed, the man was turned to stone!

The paper man held up the gloomy wooden coffin and carried it on his shoulder, and the coffin was safely erected. Four or five paper figures exerted their strength at the same time, shouting "Hang Yu!" Hang Yu! The coffin moved with it, crawling slowly like a snail. I was startled and thought to myself, "I'll rub!" It's not scientific! ”

The coffin had moved more than a foot, and I jumped on it and held it down, but it didn't work. I was heartbroken, and scolded, "His grandmother's, what's so terrible about a few broken paper people!" He jumped off the coffin and kicked one of the paper figures. It's okay if you don't kick it, but if you kick it, you'll get into big trouble.

There was a loud "bang", and the four paper figures dropped the coffin. It flew towards me, crackling and crackling like a bat pounced on me. The edge of the piece of paper was like a knife blade, cutting my clothes several times, "I'll wipe it!" Lao Tzu actually hung the lottery! "I picked up Qingyunzi's iron sword and slashed it in the air.

Sonorous! Split a paper figure in half, and the paper figure actually spurted blood! With a few more clangs, he chopped down the remaining paper figures. The paper man was like a dead dog, lying on his stomach and not moving.

"Such wit, even I have to admire myself!" I put away my iron sword and stared at the paper figures carefully, afraid that something would happen. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the paper man to get up on the ground, find the other half that was chopped off, and stick it on its own.

I hurriedly took out the bronze seal of the Heavenly Master and went to the paper figure to the town. I heard a "oops", and the paper figure was like a living person crushed under a boulder, shaking his hands and feet. "The Secret of Maoshan Mountain" once recorded that "the blood on the tip of the tongue is the essence of the human body's yang, which is enough to restrain yin and evil!" I took a bite, and a rusty smell filled my mouth, and with a pop, I squirted at each of the four paper figures. It was as if the paper figure had been set on fire, crackling and burning, emitting a strange scorching smell.

"Ahh There was a scream outside the courtyard, and a black figure in a cloak flashed and disappeared into the night. How dare someone like me who hasn't even entered the door! and other four paper figures, which were completely burned into ashes. I stomped hard with my foot and twisted it with my heel, it was so comfortable.

Manipulating paper figures is a relatively low-level form of witchcraft. Depending on the application, choose different colors of paper figures. There are four types: red, yellow, white, and black. The red paper figure belongs to the yang and is generally used to ward off evil spirits. Yellow paper people are more yin and evil, and the blood on the fingertips on the center of the eyebrows can be harmful. A white paper man, used as a spiritualist. The black paper man is used as a Gu, as long as the person's birthday is written on the back, curse once a day, and after three sevens, the cursed person will bleed to death.

It is said that the Momo in Xiangxi still has mastered the "paper man holding water". He cut the tissue paper into a human shape, nailed it to the wooden board with small iron nails, and burned the paper with incense. Pinching the trick and closing the paper man's hands, it held a large magnetic bowl filled with catties of water. There are many Taoist priests, jumping gods, and even feng shui gentlemen who are proficient in this technique. However, they are not as good as Bimo of the Yi people, and the Miao people are old, and they are used so extensively.

I gasped for breath and heard a bang again! Bang! A few loud bangs. The lid of the coffin flew up and hit the wall. The walls were carved into several deep pits, and the dust on the beams of the house fell in a pour.

There was a strange noise in the coffin, a very painful sound that seemed to come from hell. I didn't dare to breathe, my eyes widened, and I peeked into the coffin. The female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, and a smirk hung on her lips. For a long time, she kept turning over, her face was distorted, and she seemed to be in extreme pain, and the scene was very terrifying, and I was already scared stupid. Suddenly, the female corpse roared, and a burst of fragrance wafted out, which was sure to be the fragrance of "forget-me-not" flowers. After that, it was deathly silent. This silence gave me a bad premonition.

"Ha ......"

A rapid and peculiar breathing sound came from the coffin!

I looked into the coffin, and the woman's abdomen was all deflated, and there was a hairball-like thing at the end of the coffin, nestled at the woman's feet, and it was the sound it made.

A snow-white hairy ball, a round little face, two ears folded down, a pair of huge eyes, staring at me stunned, pink tongue sticking out for a long time. Its head resembles that of a cat with folded ears, but its body resembles that of a Highland White Terrier, furry snowball-like and only the size of a palm. I was about to hug it, but the thing suddenly grinned, and I jumped in fright.

A thunderbolt slashed directly into the room, hitting the coffin. Knocking the woman's corpse to the ground, I saw her turn over and cover her hair balls. In an instant, the lightning stopped, and the gloomy wood still hummed spontaneously.

The coffin did not emit black smoke, but emitted a ghostly light, and I boldly walked over again. The woman's corpse appeared to have been struck by lightning, but it was not charred. A smile hung on her lips, and her whole body became extremely transparent, like an ice sculpture, emitting a faint blue light, and the light radiated like an arc.

Click! Click! Several crackles. The female corpse was as if the glass had been shattered, from the inside to the outside, and the whole body was covered with dense cracks, and the cracks gradually became larger. With a bang, it turned into countless fragments, and those fragments turned into blue butterflies. Butterflies fluttered and flew one after another, one, two, countless of them, as if in groups, flying into the air and disappearing into the night. In less than a moment or three, there was no trace. Inside the coffin, there was only a hairball looking up at the sky.

The hairy ball stared at the butterfly that flew away, his mouth humming, tears rolling around his eyes, looking extremely pitiful. I subconsciously hugged it again, and it stopped resisting. He licked my wrist with his pink tongue and snuggled his head into the palm of my hand for me to pick up.

The hair was snow-white all over the body, and there was not a trace of miscellaneous hair, it formed a ball, leaning on my arms, pitiful. I knew it was Bai Ze, but it was still too small, like a cat, and like a dog.

Whenever a foreign body is born, it will be damned. Back then, Cangjie made words, the sky rained, and the ghosts cried at night. This Bai Ze is an ancient divine beast, perhaps the last Bai Ze in the world, its birth destroyed the order of heaven and earth, violated the rules of yin and yang, and naturally suffered from heaven. That thunderbolt is God's punishment for Bai Ze, if it weren't for the female corpse to bear it on his behalf! , I'm afraid it has long since disappeared.

The female corpse, although not the biological mother of the hair ball, is indeed a great mother.

I understood all this and stared at the sky for a long time in silence. I know that this nameless mother will eventually be gone. Don't worry, I'll take good care of the hairball.

I went back to the house with the hair ball in my arms, and I only said that it was the folded ear cat entrusted to me by Qingyunzi. The old man and Zhou Daming didn't say much. Soon, the faint snoring began one after another.

At night, I had a dream!

I walked aimlessly through the flowers, the sea of flowers was boundless, and it was full of wild blue flowers. Among the flowers, a beautiful woman walked up, and we were like friends who had been reunited for a long time.

"Bai Ze!"

"Bai Ze!"

"Bai Ze!"

The woman was right in front of me, and I could see her, but she didn't seem to see me.

She was very close to me, in line of sight, and her face was facing me. But I couldn't see her face clearly, it was like a mosaic.

She was only five meters away from me, but she was so far away.

I was chasing a kite, and she was always floating in front of me. I tried to wave to her, but she was picking flowers with her head down, and she picked a bouquet of forget-me-not, dark blue flowers, emitting a faint fragrance.

I could see her face clearly, tears filling my eyes.

She saw me too, and just smiled slightly.

"Bai Ze will trouble you...... I'm leaving, going far away! ”

With tears in my eyes, I nodded desperately

She smiled, and the flush on her face exploded into a glow on the horizon......

Later, I woke up and saw that the pillow towel was already wet, and the old man and Zhou Daming seemed to know everything, but they didn't say a word.

"Let's go back!"

The old man said with a smile, and I nodded. From time to time, I had a glimmer of foreboding. After we buried Qingyunzi, we rushed back to Rongcheng with Mao Tuan.

Sure enough, as soon as we arrived in Rongcheng with our front foot, something happened with our back foot!