The more he said this, the more Xue Xiaoqi and I wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end, there is a good saying, it is called curiosity kills cats, and it just so happens that Xue Xiaoqi and I belong to the kind that is particularly curious.

We have walked back and forth through the ghost gates, and how many lonely ghosts we have seen, I really don't know what else can scare us.

The old man's strange behavior made even the driver curious, and opened his mouth to ask, "Uncle, what's the matter?" When you talk about you, you just talk about it halfway, which makes our hearts itch. ”

The old man looked up at the clock on his head again, and the sweat on his forehead came out, and then he said to us, "Let me tell you the truth, our gas station is haunted......"

Hearing this old man say such a thing, Xue Xiaoqi and I glanced at each other, and then laughed, mentioning ghosts to the two of us, I think it's the funniest joke I've heard recently, are you kidding? What the hell haven't I seen Xue Xiaoqi and I?

Is the sixteen yin gods guarding the ghost gate powerful, no matter how powerful the ghost is, can it be even more terrifying than the sixteen yin gods?

The old man looked at me and Xue Xiaoqi's hippie smiling faces, and suddenly became angry, patted his thigh and said, "Oh, let me tell you, don't believe it, can I still lie to you?" ”

To be honest, Xue Xiaoqi and I didn't believe it, we just thought it was funny, we have seen too many things like ghosts, and I even raised one.

I finally stopped whispering, I straightened up for a moment, and said, "Uncle, the two of us are stupid, don't be angry, tell us, how is this place haunted?" ”

Xue Xiaoqi also interjected and said, "Uncle, to tell you the truth, did you see this brother sitting in front of me?" He is an expert in ghost hunting, their family has been Mr. Yin and Yang for generations, and he is famous in our ten miles and eight villages, and people give him the nickname Wu Banxian, and the cowhide is not blown out. ”

I glared at Xue Xiaoqi, and thought, your uncle, your name is Wu Banxian, and your whole family is half an immortal.

However, as soon as Xue Xiaoqi said this, the old man still believed it, glanced at me, and even spoke in a polite tone, and said to me: "Little sir, do you really understand this?" ”

Xue Xiaoqi just didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, patted me on the shoulder and said: "That's still fake, it's definitely a first-class Mr. Yin and Yang, if you don't believe it, you let him take out his copper coin sword to catch ghosts and demons and see it." ”

Saying that, Xue Xiaoqi didn't give me a chance to speak at all, and as soon as he reached out and touched my Qiankun bag, he pulled out my copper coin sword and shook it in front of the old man.

My copper coin sword was handed down to me by Granny Lin, this copper coin sword is antique, there is a thick layer of patina on it, it is an antiquity at a glance, and it has a sense of heaviness of the times.

As soon as the sword was taken out, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was no doubt that I was a Mr. Yin and Yang, and even the driver's eyes changed when he looked at me, and he asked hesitantly: "This little brother, are you really doing this?" ”

Yes, Xue Xiaoqi is chasing ducks to the shelves, it seems that it is not possible to pretend to be Mr. Yin and Yang, in fact, I want to say, I am not Mr. Yin and Yang, our old Wu family is a serious family of chasing corpses, but ghosts, monsters, zombies and the like, are basically within a range, if you want to talk about catching ghosts, I can do this.

Immediately, I just pretended to be profound, silent, and just looked at the bowl of noodles on the table.

Xue Xiaoqi kicked his nose on his face, and then pointed to the little monster beside me and said, "Look at it, my brother's pet, it's not an ordinary thing, have you heard of the roaring dog under the seat of Erlang?" The pet that my buddy has next to him is a roaring pig, as big as the roaring dog of Erlang God, no matter what kind of ghost is wronged, he doesn't dare to blow up his hair when he sees this roaring pig, let alone fighting, he can be scared when he sees it......"

Xue Xiaoqi is blowing more and more boundless, if I eat instant noodles at this time, I am sure to spray his face, and I am still screaming about the heavenly pig, this is the first time I have heard of it, how did he come up with it?

I coughed dryly, and hurriedly stopped Xue Xiaoqi's words, and if he continued to blow down, no one would believe it.

Immediately, I said to the old man: "Old man, if you have anything to say, our ancestors have left some means for catching ghosts and subduing demons, and I have learned a little, if this place is really haunted, maybe I can do a favor and take the ghost away." ”

When I said this, the old man seemed to be less nervous as if he were happy, and immediately pulled up a chair, sat down in front of us, and began to talk to us.

Here's the thing.

This uncle has a son, who is in his forties, and when he was in his twenties, he contracted a gas station here, and the family was counting on this gas station to live.

Over the years, he has been safe and stable, and nothing has happened, but it happened three days ago, when his son was on duty here, almost eleven o'clock in the evening, a strange woman suddenly came, this woman was wearing strange clothes, colorful, like a dead man's longevity clothes, quite long, covering the top of her feet, her hair was very long, until under her buttocks, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she walked more like floating, at first his son didn't care, now in this era, There are more people who like to wear fancy clothes, and they have worked at this gas station all year round, and no one has ever seen them.

After the strange woman entered his gas station, she didn't say a word, but went straight to the house to get a few packets of milk, then paid the money, turned around and left, and gave him a hundred yuan bills, and did not have to give change, which made his son very happy.

At first, his son didn't think so, and thought that the woman was some kind of rich man, but at about eleven o'clock the next night, the woman came again, still the same as the first night, took a few packets of milk from the shelf, paid the money, turned around and left, still a hundred yuan bill.

His son was overjoyed, and when he came home and told his father about it, but when his son showed him the money that the woman had given him, he was immediately dumbfounded, for it was not a hundred-dollar bill at all, but a dead man's coin.

He wondered about this, he saw clearly that night, it was indeed a brand-new hundred-dollar bill, genuine, but how could it become a dark coin when he took it home during the day?