"Don't move!"

I was about to stand up to see what was on the roof, when I heard the seventh master next to me suddenly whisper to me.

The room was very dark, the visibility was only about one meter, and I couldn't see the Budai monk and the old clam not far away.

"Puff ......"

Two loud noises rang from the roof again, as if something was moving on the roof.

"Beasts?" I asked the Seventh Master softly.

The seventh master shook his head, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard two "pops" on the roof, dust splashed, and a black shadow jumped down from the roof and disappeared into the darkness in the house.

The seventh master got up suddenly, and before he could move, he heard a loud shout from the cloth bag monk, and in an instant, he came to me from the opposite side, looking at the darkness in the corner of the wall with a surprised expression.

"Poof!"

There was a sound from the roof again, and the cloth bag monk snorted coldly, took out a paper spirit rune from the cloth bag, pinched it with two fingers and ignited it instantly, and then somewhere he found a swarthy pottery bowl, threw the spirit rune into the bowl, and suddenly splashed it on the roof.

The ash splashed on the roof, making a "stinging" sound, and then the sound was gone.

It took me a long time before I mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you alright?" ”

The cloth bag monk nodded slightly. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to go back to sleep, but when I turned around, I saw a dark figure standing behind me! I was so frightened that I almost jumped up, but in the blink of an eye, I could see that it was an old clam: "Old clam, what are you doing standing behind me?" Surprise me, you're ...... than me."

As I spoke, I walked forward, and when I saw the face of the old clam clearly, I really jumped up - damn, this old clam standing in front of me in the dark was no longer the face of the man, but the face of a female ghost with long hair scattered and a pale face, bleeding from seven orifices, and a strange arc at the corner of the mouth!

Seeing such a face in this situation, I was so frightened that my soul was almost gone, so I turned around and grabbed the placket of the cloth bag monk: "Great Master! ”

The seventh master and Liang Ruoyi, who came to hear the sound, also saw the face of the old clam, their faces were shocked, and before they could speak, the old clam suddenly burst out in the darkness and pounced directly on me recently!

The cloth bag monk snorted coldly,

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) slapped me on the shoulder, slapped me aside, and then dodged the old clam, Liang Ruoyi reacted quickly, bullied the body, and directly punched the back of the old clam's head, knocking him unconscious. It's just that face, but it hasn't recovered......

"This is a ghost?!" I asked tremblingly. The theory of ghosts on the body is not a fantasy, but it is true. Ghost raising is prevalent in Southeast Asia, and there are also some ethnic minorities in southern China who are good at using ghost raising techniques. Using the consciousness of the dead soul to impose it on the physical body is the upper body of the ghost. Of course, I don't know the details.

"What time is it?" The seventh master did not answer my question, but asked me instead.

I looked through the soft moonlight: "It's going to be three o'clock in the morning." ”

"When it's ugly?!" The seventh master frowned slightly, hurriedly walked out of the door, stood in the courtyard and looked at the surrounding environment, and hurriedly walked back: "I finally know what's wrong with this room!" Every few days when the moon is full, the mountain behind the house, the two locust trees in front of the door are in the shape of falling evil, there is no direction on all sides, there is no seal on all sides, this is the devil's evil hole! ”

"You mean, the village chief, wants to kill us?" Although I don't understand what the seventh master said, I can also hear that this place is not an auspicious position.

The Seventh Master sneered: "The people in this village, no matter how stupid they are, know our true purpose, it is strange to say that they don't want to kill us!" ”

The cloth bag monk glanced at the seventh master on the side, turned around and took out a spirit rune from the cloth bag, lit it out of thin air and threw it into the bowl. I looked at it on the side and laughed: this old monk not only knows Gu techniques, but now he even has Taoist techniques, he is really not a good monk!

The cloth bag monk watched the spirit rune burn out, turned around and asked, "Which of you is a virgin?!" ”

The seventh master shook his head, I was stunned, and I shook my head a little embarrassed, and before Liang Ruoyi could say anything, the cloth bag monk shook his head slightly, and then walked into the darkness in the corner and peed in the bowl......

Haha, how did I forget, this old monk is a virgin!

The cloth bag monk walked over with a bowl in his hand and slapped the face of the old clam lying on the ground.

With a "snap", Fu Ash sandwiched the virgin urine and landed tightly on the old clam's face.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I forced a smile on the side, and Liang Ruoyi over there snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The old clam groaned a few times, and the terrible female grimace disappeared in the darkness, revealing the old clam's original big face full of horizontal meat.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?! Seeing that he was lying on the ground, the three of us surrounded him, hurriedly sat up and asked, while asking, he subconsciously licked the thing in his mouth with his tongue, and chirped his mouth: "What is this?" What did you give me to eat?! ”

The Budai monk recited the Buddha name, turned around and sat back on the wooden chair.

I smiled and went back to my place. The seventh master didn't say that he wanted to leave, I had to take care of my spirit, so many things happened on the first day, if I really entered the Afang Mausoleum tomorrow, I don't know what will happen.

It's just that the ghost happened just now, and I was very nervous, and the cold sweat on my back gradually faded after waiting for a long time, but I couldn't sleep deeply anymore.

After a long while, I heard someone tiptoe out the door and stand in the courtyard.

It's the Seventh Master. Although I don't have any skills, I have followed my father and second uncle since I was a child, and my mind is quite meticulous.

Did the Seventh Master go out to see Feng Shui again? I slowly opened my eyes in the dark, and vaguely saw that the cloth bag monk was still sitting on the wooden chair, and the old clam on one side was still snoring, and it seemed that he was sleeping soundly.

I got up slowly, hunched over and moved a few steps to the door, and suddenly felt ridiculous, I didn't do anything bad, I wanted to know what the seventh master was doing, and I went out directly to take a look.

Thinking of this, I straightened up, and just as I was about to go out, I heard the seventh master outside speak: "It's so late, why are you here?" ”

Who is this talking to?! I was stunned, and instinctively glanced at the house, the cloth bag monk and the old clam are there, and Liang Ruoyi can't use the title "you", it's almost five o'clock in the morning, who could it be?

"It's not late, it's too early." With a slight sound of footsteps, a familiar but unfamiliar voice sounded from outside the door. I frowned, suddenly confused, and bowed down again......

(End of chapter)