It's not unusual to rain on summer nights. But this rain is really a bit weird, and the sky was full of stars just now, just a blink of an eye. Without any transition, the rain crackled and fell.

The three of us stood in the doorway, neatly dressed. No one had any intention of going out.

I said to Mr. Lu, "This rain seems a bit abnormal. ”

Mr. Lu nodded: "It's not normal." This rain is full of demonic energy. ”

As we spoke, there was a flash outside. I saw a white lightning bolt in the sky, tearing through the darkness and reaching out to the earth, like a dragon poking down a paw from the clouds.

Looking at the direction of lightning, it is Wang Fatzi's house. I thought to myself, "Is God punishing him again?" ”

After the lightning disappeared, the thunder rang out. At first, the thunder was far away. But in the blink of an eye, it came. The sound goes from far to near, from loud to small. At the end of the day, it almost blew up in our ears.

I felt the whole sky be covered in black. It was as if we were trapped inside a big drum. Above his head was not the sky, but a drum covered with cowhide, and the god was holding two drumsticks and beating them continuously.

The thunder rang for more than ten seconds, and finally slowly stopped. And our faces were full of panic.

After a long time, Mr. Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's really earth-shattering." Mortals cultivating the Tao, with some slightest skills, often do not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and want to fight with the sky and the earth. But after seeing the power of heaven and earth, I realized how small I was. ”

As soon as Mr. Lu's words were finished, another flash of lightning appeared in the sky. The lightning was brighter than before. And the thunder followed, and the white light had not yet subsided. The sound has covered the heavens and the earth. This shows that this mine is getting closer and closer to us.

I took two steps back into the house and asked Mr. Lu, "Is Fat Wang's house a mess?" Shall we go and see? ”

Mr. Lu pointed outside and said, "What are you looking at?" Isn't it looking for death to see it now? ”

I didn't expect Mr. Lu to say such a thing. couldn't help but say: "I thought that our Taoist priests had always seen uneven roads and pulled out swords to help." Mr. Lu, why don't you save yourself today? ”

Mr. Lu sat back on the bed and said lightly: "First-class people, I saved others, I retreated with my whole body, and I went to hide my merit and fame." Second-class people save others, and they are injured or killed, and they sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and they can be regarded as great husbands. Third-class people can neither save others nor save themselves. Sacrifice a life in vain. This kind of person is a bit stupid, and it's not for saving people, it's probably for show. ”

I blackened my face and said, "It seems that you are very smart and don't like to put on show." ”

The three of us sat inside the room, watching the rain outside.

After a while, perhaps this sudden lightning and thunder interfered with the circuit, and the street lights outside suddenly went out. The entire city of Huai was plunged into darkness. Only lightning flashes and flashes, illuminating the surroundings for a moment.

I fumbled around the room for a while, found the matches, and lit the candles. The three of us sat with the candle for a long time before the thunder faded away.

Mr. Lu said, "Let's go, let's go to Wang Fatzi's house to have a look." ”

I blew out the candle and followed Mr. Lu out.

The rain had stopped, and the stars and moon were quickly emerging overhead. The night in Huaicheng became very quiet again. It's as if the lightning and thunder just now didn't exist. More than 20 years of life experience tell me that this qiē is not normal.

When we arrived near Wang Fatzi's house, Mr. Lu suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Wait, something is wrong." ”

We immediately stopped. Mr. Lu shouted, "Hide." Then he stopped moving.

At this time, the street lights were not yet lit, and the entire Huaicheng was only illuminated by limited starlight. But in this little light, you can also see three people on the street. Mr. Lu claimed that he wanted to hide, but his body did not move. Could it be that there is a frog in front of it, and it can only see things in motion?

But I soon understood what Mr. Lu meant by "hide".

Because I felt a burst of ghostly energy coming from the front. These ghosts are like strands of tiny fibers, which are then intertwined with each other and twisted into a thick, sturdy hemp rope. This shows that the little ghosts in front are very ordinary, but there are a lot of them.

I immediately used the technique of breathing that Mr. Lu had taught me to suppress my breath very low. I hid my anger, and it would be difficult for the imps to find me again.

Xue Qian was still asking beside her, "What are you two doing?" Have you been immobilized? ”

I whispered, "Pick up the corpse teeth." ”

Xue Qian immediately understood the implication of these words, and hurriedly stuffed the corpse teeth into her mouth.

A few seconds later, I saw several figures in front of me. Their feet are dangling, fluttering, swaying from side to side.

These people were pale, and they stood out in the dark night. They stood not far in front of us, looking around.

One of them said: "Why did he suddenly disappear when he was obviously popular just now?" ”

The other laughed: "Sixth, you are usually the least courageous, and when you see a stout living person, you are scared to stay away, and today you actually dare to take the initiative to find someone?" ”

The sixth man said, "Today is different from other times. Everyone gathered in this area. There is strength in numbers. Not to mention stout living people. Even if the pig killer arrives here, I'm not afraid. ”

Another said, "It seems that those living people are also very clever, and they know that something is wrong, so they stay away. Let's continue to go back and guard, don't delay the big thing for a few hairy boys. ”

The sixth sighed and said, "I don't have my share in the big things. Join in the fun here, and you won't get anything. ”

The little imps sighed, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied. They lined up and walked slowly forward.

Mr. Lu beckoned to us, and the three of us followed behind them.

The imp floats in the air, and it stands to reason that there is no sound of footsteps. But after following a while, I found that every time they moved their hands and feet, they would make a soft noise. It seems to be a noise generated by the surging airflow. The sound was very different from footsteps, but it was exactly the same as the rhythm of walking. It can also be counted as a kind of footstep sound.

The imp's voice was small, and our steps were a little heavy. Although it is deliberately disguised, it is still a little harsh.

Along the way, the sixth didn't know how many times he turned back, he said to the person in front of him a little nervously: "I feel that someone is walking behind me, and his steps are dead, like a living person." ”

The little ghost in front said, "Is there anyone?" Don't scare yourself. ”

The sixth looked behind him twice, but he never noticed it, so he stopped talking. But his pace quickened significantly.

We walked more than ten meters and arrived at the door of Wang Fatzi's house. I saw a flickering candle outside the gate of his house, some of which were on the ground, some on the wall, and some floating in the air, like fireflies.

I got closer and noticed that every candle was being held by the imp. These candles illuminate a clearing in the middle. Two old ghosts sat cross-legged in the clearing.

One of them had a faint breath, worse than an ordinary imp. It seems that he has been dead for a long time, and he insists on refusing to be reincarnated, and most of his soul has dissipated.

And the old ghost opposite him was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown, like a Taoist priest. It's just that his Dao robe was tied around his waist with a burst of broken hemp rope, and the Dao crown was also crooked. It gives the impression that he is wearing this dress purely for warmth. And not for the sake of what identity is presented.

The ghost is shaking a stick. It seems to be a fortune teller. But he shook twice, and suddenly stopped.

With a faint breath, the old ghost asked, "Brother? What's going on? ”

Onido raised his head, looked around, and said, "Someone is coming." ”

Then he said aloud, "Where did you come from? Can I show up? Everyone met each other. ”

Mr. Lu whispered, "This ghost has some skills." You can feel us. "The Tauta Island