Chapter 677: Hint
The three of us are like thieves who have a way to go. Before leaving, he even politely closed the door of the house. I glanced back at the gate and sighed, "This really looks like a temple." ā
Xue Qian yawned and said, "In my opinion, after we find that boy." There's no need to trace his origins, just let Mr. Lu seal him up, let's just treat this incident as if it never happened, what should we do, isn't it great? ā
I thought about it for a moment and said, "It's not bad for you to mention yƬ. ā
Mr. Lu said: "Okay, let's eat something first, get a good night's sleep, and as for the night, let's talk about it at night." ā
While I was having breakfast, I called Sister Li. When I was trapped in the house, I wanted to scold Sister Li thousands of times, scolding her for ruining my good deeds. Let me be trapped.
But after I got out of trouble, I calmed down, and she was unintentional about the phone call last night.
After the phone was connected, Sister Li asked me, "Master Zhao, why did you miss the appointment last night?" You call you and you ignore me? ā
I smiled and said, "There has been something going on in the past two days, and our dinner may have to be postponed." ā
Sister Li sighed and said, "Sure enough, those who are capable work harder, you masters are much busier than those of us who do small business." In that case, when are you done with your work? Just give me a call. I'm sure to invite this meal. ā
I said yes and hung up the phone.
Last night was dangerous, but today the day is surprisingly dull. When we finished eating, we went back to sleep.
When I woke up in the afternoon, I found that the sunset was shining obliquely, and a lot of it was leaking in through the door.
It's really a magical place, the sun is shining outside, it's the middle of summer, but inside the house, it's cool and swishing. It's like autumn.
I took the knife on my back and stood in the room in the sun for a while. Then walked out and arrived at Xue Qian's house. Aunt Xue has also seen a lot of ghosts and gods, but she is different from us after all, and we haven't told her about our recent experiences. And she never asked, when she saw me coming. I just gossiped for a while, and then added a pair of dishes and chopsticks for me to eat.
After we finished eating, we came out of Xue's house in groups. I felt like the three of us were like little hooligans who didn't do their jobs, running around all day out causing trouble.
Xue Qian asked Mr. Lu: "How to catch that boy tonight, have you thought about it?" ā
Mr. Lu said: "That boy's skills are very poor, and his courage is not very good. I'm so good that if I make a move, I'm afraid I'll scare him away. ā
Xue Qian and Mr. Lu had the same mind, and immediately said: "Zhong Kui behind me is too scary, and after the boy saw it, he probably didn't dare to come out." ā
I looked at the two of them helplessly: "So I have to go out, right?" ā
Xue Qian patted me on the shoulder: "Lao Zhao, it's right that you have this awareness." You played hide and seek with the boy yesterday, and the two of you are good friends. If you go again tonight, once you are born, and twice you are ripe, he will definitely come out to see you. When the time comes, you will be the overlord and harden the bow...... No, he turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and he grabbed him. Then Mr. Lu sealed him into the demon altar, and we are done. ā
I sighed and said, "That's it." ā
When we got to the door of the house, it was not yet dark. Mr. Lu and Xue Qian found a place to rest from afar, while I entered the house alone with a big knife on my back.
When I came here last night, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly. It's daytime, and I'm taking the opportunity to take a look.
I saw a millstone in the yard, and the mill eyes were full of dirt, but in the dirt I saw the residue of grain. In a few rooms, except for the coffins in the corners, tables, chairs, benches, beds, cabinets, and cages, there are a lot of them. I opened the cabinet and found that there was still clothes inside, but it was moldy and rotten. I saw a teapot on the table, the water in which had dried, and near the chair there was a lone teacup, as if someone had been drinking tea not long ago.
I stared at the room, and suddenly a thought occurred to me: "There were people here." It's just that these people disappeared in an instant. So much so that the teacups on the table have not been cleaned up......"
I looked at the monks sitting in the corner, and although I knew that they were gone, I still looked at their corpses with a little fear, for fear that they would jump up and harm me again.
I bent down and picked up the white paper lantern. Last night, I fumbled with this lantern like a half-blind man, and I wanted to see what it was made of.
I looked at the lantern in the light of day and was stunned. This lantern is not made of paper. There are tiny lines on it, this is a piece of skin.
I was feeling uneasy: "What kind of skin is this?" What kind of skin can the spiritualist lamp in the underworld be made of? Eighty percent of them are human skins. ā
Holding the lantern in my hand, I suddenly felt a sense of disgust. I wanted to put it down, but I couldn't help but be curious, and looked at the lantern over and over again. In a trance, I saw a face that seemed to be staring at me.
The face was fleeting, and I didn't even know where I saw him. A cold sweat broke out on my body. I looked left and right around the room, but I couldn't find any face. I felt a little unsure, so I carried the lantern and walked into the courtyard.
I looked at the lantern again, and suddenly I realized where the face was.
Look through the blowholes at the top of the lantern. Inside the lantern, there was a man. Looking at his eyebrows, this person is the boy from last night. His head rested against the wall of the lantern, his body curled up, his belly puffed out. And above the navel, a black wick sticks out.
It was so miserable that I couldn't bear to look at it.
The boy had grown to five or six years old, and the man in the lantern was too small to be him. But I know it's fake, and I also feel that this lantern is very evil.
By this time, it was slowly getting dark, and the lantern was shining brightly. I looked at him with some amazement: "Can this thing still light up on its own?" ā
At this time, the boy lying in the lantern suddenly opened his eyes and smiled evilly at me: "We two hide and seek, you haven't caught me yet." ā
My mind raced, and I threw the lantern out with a flick of my hand.
The lantern flicked twice in the courtyard like a white ball of light, and then fell to the ground and did not move.
After a while, the lantern didn't move anymore, and I carefully picked it up. It was found that the children inside had their eyes closed, as if they were asleep, and there was a strange flame burning on the wick.
Suddenly, I heard a strange laugh above my head: "Lao Zhao, what are you looking for that boy, what are you always doing with a lantern?" ā
I looked up, and Xue Qian and Mr. Lu were lying on the wall again, and the two of them looked like they were going to watch a good show, staring at me with a smile. Sister-in-law Suo Miao Pen Cabinet empty house
I cursed and walked around the courtyard with a lantern. I carefully perceived the yin energy around me, as long as the boy was in this courtyard, I would be able to find it sooner or later.
As soon as I stepped into the room, I noticed a painting on the wall. I saw the picture on it, and it was this courtyard. Mr. Lu and Xue Qian showed half of their heads, and they were sneaking peeping. And I carried a lantern and looked around the yard looking around.
I thought to myself, "That's all about that boy." Apparently he had already guessed our purpose. In such a case? Can we still catch him? ā
I held the lantern high and looked at the painting closely. There is no shadow of a boy on the screen. I looked at it for a while, and suddenly found that in the west wing, there was a small human head, and eighty percent of it was this boy.
I thought to myself, "Is this a hint for me?" You're in the West Wing, so I'll go there and catch you. ā
When I broke into the West Wing, I found that there was no boy in it, only another painting. On this painting, I was tied up with five flowers, and Mr. Lu was holding a big knife in his hand, as if he wanted to kill someone. However, it was not the boy who was to be slaughtered, but Xue Qian