Chapter Twenty-Three: Unforeseen Accidents

Exorcism is a very general adjective, which can also be said to be a verb.

There are also different meanings between black grass and white grass, black grass advocates that ghosts are regarded as driving ghosts, of course, refining corpses is also their business, according to legend, the southern Xinjiang head is also spread from black grass, whether it remains to be verified. Bai Mao is different from the same black grass, exorcism in their spell system, as to drive away, the meaning of removal, of course, Bai Mao also has a housekeeping ability, please magic is also called God Fight, is to invite the ethereal gods to their own body.

Then the paper man at the moment is naturally very different from Maoshan's spell to drive away ghosts, so it should be Laoshan's.

I didn't know at the time, but later I recalled that Lao Dan mentioned that in the strange Tales of Liaozhai, there were many times that this kind of Taoist priests who used pieces of paper to turn ghosts into evil, most of them were in the Laoshan lineage, so I once guessed that Laoshan was declining, and there was a certain reason for its apprentices, what kind of people can rely on learning, there are what kind of people do evil, no matter how high the building is, the foundation is rotten, and it is only a matter of time before it collapses.

This night, I lay on the bed in the hotel and couldn't sleep, the most in my mind is the four words grandpa and Laoshan, what happened tonight is too bizarre not to say, the turn is too sudden, the grandfather Li Shanwei, who has always been respected, suddenly became a person who stole his grandson's things, if he wanted, I couldn't give it to him, but grandpa made such a fuss, I felt that I couldn't trust anyone anymore.

Except, of course, this guy.

In fact, what happened tonight is a drama directed by grandpa, and the exorcism spell that sacrifices paper as a ghost is very terrifying, maybe as long as he wants to, he can create all kinds of ghosts, so isn't it going to stage a night walk of a hundred ghosts?

I tossed and turned on the bed with my head in my hands, listening to the sound of the old egg snoring, and continued to think, if the second grandfather and the blind old man didn't come today, what would the ending be? Grandpa, what kind of attitude did he maintain towards me?

I really can't imagine the consequences, suddenly I opened my eyes wide, stared at the dark ceiling in a daze, and a lightning bolt flashed through my brain, the appearance of the second grandfather was actually known by the grandfather in advance, which was also planned, he wanted the second grandfather's attention to focus on me, so didn't he get out?

For a while, I couldn't help but tremble, if as I imagined, grandpa seemed to be too terrible, and the kind eyes before were all pretended?

Which is better or worse between the second grandfather and him? Or do both of them want that spiritual position without compromising the means?

How many spiritual positions there were, and how big the secrets were behind them, for a moment, I felt an indescribable anger that these damn things were indirectly manipulating my two relatives to kill each other.

"Yunshen, don't think about it." The old man suddenly whispered vaguely on the bed, "Most of that spirit position can summon a divine dragon to come out, and you can fulfill a wish, any wish!" I want to think about what I want, haha, beauty, Shenlong, give me a carload of beauties, tonight I want to hit ten, I said not ten girls"

It turns out that the old egg is dreaming, skipping the second half of his sentence, but the first sentence suddenly gave me inspiration, will they raise these spiritual positions like the original murals on the portraits, sacrifice something? But when I think of the images of those people cutting off their heads, I am a little afraid that the scene will become a reality.

I wiped the sweat from my body, got up from the bed, lit a cigarette and leaned against the window, looking at the empty street, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the night market had long been closed.

In the era of breaking the four olds, the old Laoshan road of collecting demons on the banks of the Jinma River, the person who taught my grandfather and their three brothers, seems to have played a beginning in this whole thing, if he hadn't appeared at the beginning, my grandfather's three brothers may be just three ordinary old men now, and it is because of his appearance that my family has been pulled into an extraordinary world.

The illusion in the Jinshi Mansion is also from Laoshan, and the mysterious investor should be someone from Laoshan, but why did he not come to collect the results in person after all the hard work.

Could he have disappeared already? Or did you die somewhere?

There are a lot of mysteries, but not the biggest one, grandpa said that there is a big secret behind the deaf, and that secret is the most critical in the whole fog, because it has a close relationship with myself.

I don't know how long I stood by the window, until it was dark, and I dragged my sleepy body to the bed and fell asleep, even so, it was still like replaying those memories in my head.

When I woke up, the sun had risen high in the sky, and as soon as I opened the door, a heat wave swept in, I walked out of the room against the stuffy heat, and happened to meet Lao Dan coming back with two bags of lunches, and when he returned to the room, he said nervously: "There are many faces on the back door street, all of them are very burly, and they are not good things at first glance, Lao Li, that is your second grandfather's subordinates, right?" My dear, where is he mixed up, it looks like we can't leave until it's dark. ”

I nodded, opened the lunch box and stuffed the rice grains into my mouth to fill my hungry stomach all night, and then I asked him: "Did Robi crack the phone number card in the mobile phone that I handed you last time?" ”

The old man slapped his head and exclaimed, "I almost forgot." ”

Then, he hurriedly put down his chopsticks, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Luo Bi, and the old man yelled into the phone and urged: "You hurry up for me, send it to me immediately, right!" Just send it to me on my phone, and there's it! If a stranger asks about me and Lao Li, you pretend you don't know anything, otherwise you can wash your ass and wait for the egg master on the bed. ”

After speaking, he put away the phone and said with a smile: "Now when I mention you, Luo Bi is like a little sister seeing the strange Shu Xiao, so scared that I don't want to." ”

After a while, the old egg's mobile phone text message rang, and a string of numbers was written on it, which was the phone number that the corpse wanted to broadcast before it died. My fingers trembled slightly with excitement as I typed the number into my phone, as if a door to truth was about to open to me.

"Okay?" The old egg hurried over.

I nodded, took a deep breath, and pressed the dial button to turn on the hands-free.

There was a beep, and it was a tone that was being connected.

I didn't expect this number to get through, which means that it is still in use, and I and Lao Dan stared at the mobile phone that was still dialing a little nervously, and after several consecutive sounds, no one answered.

Just when we were disappointed, the phone vibrated to indicate that the other party had answered.

I heard a female voice on the phone: "Yunshen? How do you know my other mobile number? ”

The other party actually knew my name and the voice was extremely familiar, the old man jumped up from the chair for the first time and looked at the phone incredulously.

Lost his mouth and shouted: "Miss Zhao Zhao Zhao?!" ”

My brain suddenly buzzed, how could it be Zhao Anyi on the other end of the phone? In an instant, I was completely stunned and couldn't accept it at all.

PS: In the last two days, I've been Kavin again, there are too many twists and turns, and there are many suspenseful places, so I need to sort it out, otherwise if I have to mix it together, it will be difficult to fill the hole.