PS: I've already explained that I'm going to change the name! There are more things in the back, and the first-person dead end is too big! Don't spray! For the sake of good looks!

Even though it's February, the nights are a bit cold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info quilt can't be counted on, the three of them wore out the old bachelor's mouth before scolding and scolding from the beam of the house to find a tattered indescribable reed mat.

The real leather is strong, and the leather jacket worn out of the tunzi is put on the body, but it is warmer than Yue Fu's bed of broken cotton dumplings.

Looking at the night, it is estimated that it is because of the second watch day that they drank wine, the heads of the three people are a little swollen, and they don't want to open them when they lie on the ground and close their eyes, as for Yue Fu's words, they have already been completely forgotten.

The snoring sounded, of course it was Yue Fu's.

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As the saying goes, the moon of fifteen is sixteen round. Today is exactly sixteen, and the moonlight is like water, sprinkled all over Taiping Town.

On such a night, it is very suitable to find a place to build a bonfire and bury a few sweet potatoes in the cellar.

Then a group of little hairy children will play the People's Liberation Army to fight Chiang Kai-shek, the women will hold the soles of their shoes, and the boys and children will wear them in the spring. The east and west are short, and the men are soft.

It's a pity that there is nothing in this town.

The wind is blowing, but it is not the spring breeze in February. The one or two windows that had been blown out of every house crackled, and then the sound stopped abruptly.

As the wind blew, a graying mist began to envelop the town until even the moon could not be seen clearly.

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Leng Qi woke up, and the leather jacket that had just been able to cover the upper half of his body was pulled away by Huang Biao again.

After pulling a few times, the yellow label bar chirped and hugged it tighter and tighter.

Standing up, Leng Qi wanted to soak the urine on Huang Biao's body, but he couldn't help it after thinking about it.

Tiptoeing softly and slowly pulling the door bolt, the sound of "squeaky squeak" breaking the door made people's teeth ache.

Maybe because the strength of the wine hasn't dissipated yet, his head is a little heavy, so Leng Qi didn't care about the gray fog all over the yard.

I fumbled to the root of the courtyard wall and put water in it, shivered, and groped my way back to the house, which was much darker than outside. When I first entered the house, my eyes were not very comfortable, and I tripped under my feet.

Ma Zi, this guy is not honest enough to sleep. Leng Qi scolded secretly, crossed over and tripped over his horse to lie down, Huang Biao slept like a pig, thinking that his leather jacket could not be pulled back, so he turned over Huang Biaobei and took it to cover him.

Because it was too dark, I couldn't see it clearly, but I could see a blurry mass on the side of the yellow label. Leng Qi touched it, it was very soft. It seems that there is!

I tugged hard, but I didn't pull it over.

"Seventh? Why are you pulling my leather jacket if you don't sleep? You want to freeze me to death! "A muffled voice.

Leng Qi smiled stupidly, "Ahem! It's okay, it's okay! Go back to sleep! ”

This black light is blinding, I'm afraid I can't find the jacket!

"Alright, go to sleep! Don't toss! I'm going to pee! The shadow groped to his feet and whispered.

"Well, be careful not to stumble...... Leng Qi's voice suddenly froze in the middle of speaking, and a fierce man went up and pounced on the black shadow, this is Ma Zi, who tripped over him just now?

"Horses?"

"Huh? What kind of hysteria does Lao Qi have? The drowsiness was still very strong, and Ma Zi was suddenly pulled by the collar, and his voice was a little lazy.

Leng Qi's hairs stood up when he listened.

", lights! Old man Yue, light the lamp for Lao Tzu! The whole room was shaken by Leng Qi's roar.

Ma Zi is a clever and sleepy. "Old Seven, what's wrong?"

Under normal circumstances, people who sleep like pigs in their own throat can also wake up. But there was no movement in this room except for the horses.

There was once a time when the three of them were sleeping outside, and a mouse crawled on the horse, and the horse didn't wake up, but the mark woke up.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

"Mazi, there's something in the house!" Leng Qi didn't care about explaining, and bit his fingertips at the moment.

Ma Zi didn't speak, and the figure had already touched the table next to him, and the kerosene lamp was on it.

"I want to see what kind of eyeless thing provokes Dao Ye!"

Leng Qi's words were not loud, but they were added to the Taoist roaring power, if ordinary people were roared by the voice of the roaring power, there would be a moment of blankness in their brains. If it is an ordinary ghost, it will be afraid to retreat by this roar.

"Giggle...... "Giggles" suddenly sounded out of the room with an untimely laugh, the voice was a little ethereal, and the source of the sound could not be determined.

I'd rather listen to the ghost crying than listen to the ghost laughing, and entered Old Man Liu's door, this sentence Old Man Liu often recited in front of Leng Qi.

"Old Seven, beware, it's not a good stubble!" Ma Zi also sensed that something was wrong.

Leng Qi stretched out his foot and kicked heavily towards the figure that had tripped over him before, empty and without a sense of strength.

"Giggle~Let's play with me~" The voice sounded again.

Leng Qi was heavy on his back, as if someone was breathing in his ears, and he only felt a chill in the back of his head.

"Taiyi Tianzun is above, Lingbao Tianzun An Wei is a disciple with a body and a soul, and the five organs are mysterious

The green dragon and the white tiger fell into battle, and the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu held the body of the guard

Haste as a law"

In the eight years since he entered the Tao, he has encountered a lot of lonely souls and wild ghosts, but ordinary ghosts will not easily provoke Taoist disciples, and the more fierce ones will generally retreat after being yelled at. Like today, I haven't encountered it before, Leng Qi's scalp is numb, and it doesn't feel good for anyone to be lying on their backs with something on their backs.

This is one of the Taoist Maoshan mantras, and the first time the air conditioner has been used in his life.

"Giggle~Play with me~"

Leng Qi Ninja's swollen scalp pinched with both hands, "The heaven-turning spirit seal is knotted in my palm, I am the emperor holding the spirit seal, fighting every day and the earth cracking, beating everyone to live forever, fighting ghosts and destroying ghosts, I am as anxious as the law of the Taishang Laojun." ”

"Demons! If you retreat like this, you will be born as a good life for you and seek a lifetime of reincarnation! If you continue to be entangled like this, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless! ”

Leng Qi's hands and five fingers are straight, the palm is up, the right ring finger is buckled to the left ring finger, the right little finger is buckled to the left little finger, and the left thumb is pressed against the nail of the left ring finger. The Taoist seal is printed.

"Giggle~" replied with a more intriguing laughter than before.

"Old Seven~ Where is the foreign fire!" Ma Zi's voice was a little anxious, and he couldn't see anything in the house.

The Taoist divination context contains the secret art of predicting the state of affairs and accurately dealing with it. But for the ghosts, there is nothing that can be done, but Ma Zi still took out three copper coins from his arms.

"Look out for the mark and the old man!" Leng Qidao. After speaking, the pinched hand slapped heavily behind him.

With the application of the Divine Technique, coupled with the Heaven Turning Seal, this palm goes down, and the power is naturally needless to say.

"Giggle~"

Leng Qi's back was light, but the voice sounded again.

"Hey, hey, hey~~ all have to die! All have to die! "It's the sound that fills the room.

With a clang, the door opened and closed like a gust of wind blowing in and out.

"Snort" is the sound of a match being struck.

Only when the kerosene lamp is lit can you see the inside of the house. Ma Zi was already sweating in a hurry. Look at Leng Qi again, his whole body is like washing, his face is pale, and his sweat is like a soybean standing in the house.

Ma Zi hurriedly stepped forward, and saw two black handprints on Leng Qi's neck, his face was ugly, "What the hell was just now!" The resentment is so heavy! ”

Ask the magic to pass, as if his body was drained of strength, Leng Qi took a breath, and sat down with Ma Zi, "I can't tell!" I hurt it, it should be fine tonight! It's just how the damn good looks to find us on the head! ”

Looking at Huang Biao, who was sleeping soundly on the ground with his jacket in his arms, Leng Qi kicked it angrily, "Uncle, let you steal my quilt!" You can get me into trouble when you fall asleep! ”

PS: This chapter! I'm about to cry! It's nine o'clock, and it's three hours to write! I write ghost stories with the lights off in my house myself, and I've had enough! I can't sleep at night! Suddenly I regretted writing supernatural! Too much psychological pressure! The most important thing is that it is so unpopular, and the data has not moved after two days of classification and forced push!