Chapter 128: Folk Ghost Arts

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If possible, Leng Qi is willing to live in this small shop for the rest of his life.

Li Mengkai came in a little hurry, when he came, Ma Zi, Leng Qi and the third master were drinking wine and talking about life and ideals.

Li Mengkai almost didn't say hello, and hurriedly stepped into the door, his long hair was a little messy by the north wind outside.

It is very abnormal for a person who has almost reached a pathological level of cleanliness.

The wine glass that Leng Qi didn't bring to his mouth froze, but Ma Zi noticed the thick pile of black and white photos in Li Mengkai's hand.

"Oh, Li Ye is here, it's cold, drink a glass of wine to warm up, come and ......" The third master stepped forward very enthusiastically to hold Li Mengkai's hand.

Li Mengkai, who has always been very gentle, now seemed a little irritable, almost shook off the third master, and walked straight to the wine table.

Ma Zi and Leng Qi didn't know what the angry Li Mengkai meant, but they didn't want to be wiped by Li Mengkai with his sleeve in the next moment, and the wine and food on the table and some clean chicken bones were all waved to the ground.

Leng Qi had a nameless fire in his heart, stood up and pointed at Li Mengkai and said angrily: "The surname is Li, are you crazy?" Dude, I provoked you with you, who are you going to throw fire on? ”

Ma Zi's eyes were firmly fixed on the black and white photo in Li Mengkai's hand, frowning and muttering: "Folk ghost tricks!" ”

In response to Leng Qi's questioning, Li Mengkai slapped the thick pile on the table, and seemed to laugh: "Leng Qi!" Do you still have the heart to drink? I've burned my eyebrows, and your little life is moisturizing! ”

The inexplicable sarcasm made Leng Qi confused, but Leng Qi has always been an impatient, and said rhetorically: "If you burn your eyebrows, should I be angry?" ”

It was Ma Zi who grabbed the two of them and said, "Mengkai, this is ......"

Li Mengkai rubbed his face, pulled over a stool and sat down, picked up the broken half bottle of residual wine from the ground, sucked it all and poured it into his mouth, and kept his head shut and didn't speak.

Leng Qi found that the stubble on Li Mengkai's chin had not been shaved off, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the whole person was haggard.

"Yes, count buddy unlucky, buddy is wrong. Let's talk about it, what happened, the dignified and dashing Li Dagongzi was tossed into this appearance? Seeing Li Mengkai like this, Leng Qi knew in his heart that he must have encountered something urgent.

Li Mengkai was still angry, and said sullenly: "Didn't you say that I burned my eyebrows and had nothing to do with you?" ”

Leng Qi was speechless, and said in his heart, why is this Li Mengkai so childish.

The third master also said: "Just wanton, Master Li, why don't you go back, scare your forehead to death!" ”

Li Mengkai took a deep breath, but his voice was a little choked: "Master, they're gone!" ”

"Didn't you say you went to Shaanxi?" Ma Zi was puzzled.

"We have discussed, Master, they will talk to me on the phone every three days......

Leng Qi was a little uneasy in his heart, Liu Yuanqing didn't know that they were going to Shaanxi, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's been ten days......" half-sounded, Li Mengkai seemed to be talking to himself, "Something must have happened......"

"Can you fucking not hold back a fart for a long time, you can make it clear!" Leng Qi was anxious.

Ma Zi picked up a thick pile of photos on the table, looked at it twice, and handed it to Leng Qidao: "Old Seven, you take a look first!" ”

Leng Qi took it, and at the first moment he saw it, he said softly: "Is there anyone else doing this kind of thing among the people?" Who will have nothing to do? ”

The photo is pure black and white, and it can be seen that it should be a small room, and Leng Qi can see it clearly, this is a very common thatched house in the countryside, and there is a long shadow of a pull reflected in the dung pit.

In front of the shadow was a small mirror, next to which was a bowl of boiled noodles and a bowl of liquid that had turned black because of the photo. Leng Qi knew that it was a bowl of chicken blood, and because the photo had no color, it looked like black.

Li Mengkai was still a little impatient, and said: "Not long ago, someone came to the door, it was from the state. Someone spread the news that the two lives were about to appear. At the same time, a village in Shaanxi evaporated overnight, leaving nothing! After the Master rushed over, they would drag someone to bring back some photos every time......"

Leng Qiqi said: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"Are you still reasonable? I haven't even slept in a while, what am I for? Still not afraid that you're worried? What about you? Cold seven? What are you doing? Li Mengkai became emotional again, and then said hatefully: "Liuqing rushed over when he knew that his master was missing, I couldn't stop him, what a fool!" ”

Leng Qi stammered, and said in a deep voice: "This is a ghost trick that has been circulating among the people, you can see what you have attracted from the mirror when you take off your shirt, but, Ma Zi, these people are idle and have nothing to do, and their brains are pumping to attract ghosts?" You must know that all the ghosts who are so angry in the world are very resentful, which is no different from looking for death! ”

Ma Zi showed a contemplative expression: "This is not the point, the point is why Master and Uncle Liu sent back these photos!" Seventh, look at ......"

"See what?"

"Mirror!"

"What?" Leng Qi and Li Mengkai woke up suddenly, and hurriedly looked over, the mirror in the photo was facing the direction of the figure, but the mirror did not reflect the influence of the person looking in the mirror. At first glance, it was empty, but on closer inspection, I faintly saw a transparent outline with a miserable white face.

"I'm curious how these pictures were taken," Ma Zi said, smashing his lips.

Li Mengkai was not angry: "Are you still in the mood to think about this?" “

Ma Zi smiled stupidly: "Let's continue to read!" “

There are a total of twenty-seven photos, and after reading them, what makes Leng Qi strange is that seventeen of them are no different from the first one, except that the house has changed and the bowl containing chicken blood and noodles is different. In some photographs, you can see the looming outline of the face, while others cannot.

Among the remaining ten, two of them were five red wooden combs, and there was nothing special about the wooden combs, but the five blood-red wooden combs were placed in one place, lined with the light of the pale white candles, and Leng Qi felt palpitations when he saw it.

There are also three that seem to be taken in a village, a huge bonfire, and a dozen people who can't see clearly, but they all hold a black cat in their arms. Legend has it that he would hide and seek with a black cat at night, and when one of them could not be found, he would meet a ghost by following the black cat.

The last five Leng Qi were a little unbearable, because a photo showed a dead man, dressed like the groom and the groom in ancient times, but it was black. The expressionless eyes were wide open. The death was very strange, and each one was half-kneeling on the ground as if he was worshipping something.

Ma Zi put down the photo and asked Li Mengkai, "Uncle Liu, what did they say?" “

Li Mengkai paused and said, "Uncle Shi said that they found a strange, very strange place. There are only so many, usually the phone call is just to report safety, but that time, Uncle Liu said one more word! “

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